Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 451 - 430 Evil Dragon Roar

Secret Realm, the fourth level of the Library Tower, in front of a cluttered workbench.

Tang Qi held an enchanted flint in his hand, glowing crimson as blood, which he had just acquired from that wealthy scoundrel, Tom Holland. It was an antique from an ancient empire, and had a high probability of meeting his requirements for a curio.

Although he was very eager to forge a weakened version of the legendary firearm, Tang Qi still suppressed the impulse.

Clasping the "Dragon Blood Flint," Tang Qi slowly closed his eyes and entered a Meditation State.

A spiritual power began to slowly touch the flint.

There was no change on the material level, but as Tang Qi’s spiritual power shattered the hard shell that blocked most Transcendents’ spiritual power and penetrated deep into the flint,

Boom!

A world that was entirely blood-red suddenly opened up, enveloping Tang Qi’s spiritual power within it.

In his mind, astonishing scenes exploded into view.

It was an active volcano, almost endless primitive forests surrounding it. As magma flowed within the volcano, carrying toxic volcanic ash and gases that drifted and fell, this was the moment when numerous tiny black spots burst out from within the forests.

These were thousands of native warriors in simple armor, wielding long spears with flint spear points sharpened to an extreme edge. Their target in battle was a Monster in the volcano’s cavern, much larger than a Saha Elephant.

It resembled a huge lizard, but its body was dark red, with sharp bone spikes on its back and scales covering the rest, a large, hideous head, and membranous wings that stretched more than ten meters when opened.

"Azte Poison Dragon, from the Dark Age, once lived in the Southern Federation and further south on the peninsula, a bloodline with ancient Red Dragon heritage. However, they suffered several disasters over hundreds of years, the Dragon Slayer campaign of the Azte Empire causing the most damage."

"At the end of the Dark Era, the last Azte Poison Dragon died at the hands of a seafarer."

Tang Qi watched the brutal war scene in his mind while recalling related Transcendent information.

Even though Azte Poison Dragons were powerful Extraordinary Monsters with inherited ancestral powers, almost needless to practice, just eating and sleeping near volcanoes would naturally strengthen them day by day. The older the Poison Dragon, the more terrifying its power.

But the one being hunted at this moment was a young beast.

It used its claws, teeth, and some magic power to reduce thousands of natives to less than a thousand, but it too paid a heavy price.

Tang Qi watched as its membrane wings were pierced, its abdomen and buttocks were filled with long spears, and the spear points smeared with special Poison Liquid brought significant harm to it. In desperation, it cast its final magic, "Dragon Blood Self-Destruction."

The power of the Self-Destruction reawakened the volcano, which was about to fall asleep, bringing a disaster upon the forest.

The only survivors were some tough curios, such as an "Azte Gold Coin" deeply buried, and a "Flint Spear Point" that pierced its heart.

"Roar!"

With a roar of Horror, a Poison Dragon that seemed to come back to life appeared in Tang Qi’s mind. It seemed to follow Tang Qi’s spiritual power, trying to enter his mind and ravage it.

Regretfully for it, before it could succeed, an overwhelming tide of spiritual power swept over it, and with a "pop" sound, the phantom of the Poison Dragon was directly pushed back into the flint, allowing Tang Qi to open his eyes without hindrance.

"A very strong malice that has not been cleansed even after a long passage of Time, very similar to the Demon Dragon blood in Blood Python One."

Tang Qi’s gaze fell upon the flint, with a look of anticipation emerging on his face.

Compared with the "Valata Stone," this Dragon Blood Flint was obviously more suitable. freёnovelkiss-com

However, as eager as he was, Tang Qi did not immediately start forging.

Instead, he put away the materials first, went to Esmeralda’s material warehouse once more, and took a large amount without reserve, leaving an "Azte Gold Coin" as compensation, then began a lot of practice.

Casting Skill!

This Skill was currently at about five percent progress.

Some distance away from the requirements to perform the first official curio casting.

Tang Qi used a lot of materials to accumulate progress.

As he entered the casting state, a variety of curios, either delicate or useless, were quickly created.

His progress began to surge.

A day and a night later, Tang Qi stopped, tossing a Five-pointed Star Talisman on the workbench. Its use was "Mind Communication," bidirectional, and one side had piled up dozens of similar talismans.

His progress had stalled, producing similar low-level curios could no longer increase his progress.

"Twenty percent!"

The new progress reflected in his eyes, and Tang Qi nodded slightly.

"Let’s begin!"

He should rest and meditate for a moment, but his current fervent state made him not want to stop. He grabbed Gluttony and dumped it onto the workbench.

A waterfall of materials scattered down, and Tang Qi moved.

Having reached the Professional Level and undergone a transformation through Chaga Fighting Technique, Tang Qi’s Physical prowess was vastly different from that of ordinary Transcendents, almost on par with Monsters.

His hands, like phantoms, weaved a Flame Spell imbued with Melting Furnace Power, unleashing scorching, enchanting tides of Flames.

The boiling winds blew in all directions, turning the workbench area into a world of Flames.

Time passed swiftly, with Magic Power reaching its peak inside Tang Qi.

At the center, he clenched the "Dragon Blood Flint" in his hand, below which whirled a dark red vortex.

Within, fragments of light and shadow kept emerging, shattering and reconstituting.

Faintly visible was a War, a multitude of adventurers besieging a pitch-black Demon Dragon, which struggled and slaughtered but could not stop its Life Force from slipping away, just when the Demon Dragon raised its head and let out a roar of Horror, about to unleash a powerful Magic Attack.

In the palm of Tang Qi, an unprecedented torrent of Molten Magic surged out, melting the hard Flint, once the tip of a spear.

A droplet of dark red, viscous blood fell.

Within the blood, the evil thoughts of the Azte Poison Dragon roared.

As if sensing something, the eyes of both Evil Dragons simultaneously reflected each other’s images.

...

Boom!

Inside the school where morning classes were taking place, all students and teachers heard a deafening explosion.

As they left the classroom, they immediately saw the fourth floor of the Library Tower as if it had been bombed, with terrifying Flames and violent currents brutally bursting through the Magic Defense, blowing a vast gap in the fourth floor, and from the surging smoke and fire, a jet of intertwined dark and fiery light was about to shoot out, escaping towards the Secret Realm.

At this moment, a furious shout sounded.

A hand, dusted with black ash, shot out and directly grabbed the escaping light.

With a flash of fire, an Abnormal gun was held in the grasp of Tang Qi.

This gun was even smaller than "Blood Python One," in a pitch black color, with two completely different, but equally ominous Runes that began at the handle, twining together, extending to the muzzle.

Anyone who saw it, even ordinary humans with frail Perception, would feel the violent and sinister presence within it, terrifying evil thoughts seemingly about to erupt at any moment.

As the students were astonished by this scene, the "gun" in Tang Qi’s hand, without warning, exploded with evil thoughts, and two clear roars of the Evil Dragon echoed through the school.

In the "click-click-click" sound, the gun instantly transformed into another shape; black and red scales unfurled upon the gun body like an erupting dragon’s body, swelled several times in size, its dark and gaping muzzle aimed at Tang Qi.

"I... Boom!"

Before Tang Qi’s curse of astonishment could escape his lips, bullets made entirely of raging Magic Power bombarded his head.

Unavoidable!

A thought of terror exploded in Tang Qi’s mind.

Then, anger.

His boiling blood surged within him, and the Melting Furnace Magic, more explosive than at any other time, burst out like molten lava, releasing all the Molten Magic for the first time since his Promotion to Professional Level.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The unsettled smoke and fire immediately soared higher.

The scorching air from the explosion’s flames swept over like a Tide, and before Eva and other teachers could react, the terrifying gun, still in its eerie form, seemed to give up on escaping and instead kept roaring, the dark muzzle now aiming at the students below.

Amid rising cries of alarm, a hand wrapped in flames penetrated the smoke and fire, fiercely seizing the gun’s muzzle.

Upon the hand, an arm also enveloped in flames swelled unnaturally with bulging muscles, as if a torrent of savage power was brewing.

"Roar! Roar!"

When the roar of the Evil Dragon sounded again, a magnificent force that it could not possibly withstand erupted like a tsunami, as if grasping its neck, then furiously slammed it towards the ground.

Boom!

Like a meteorite impact, dust and flames erupted simultaneously; within, voices filled with Anger but possessing a steady rhythm resounded continuously.

"Boom boom boom...!"

The initially frightened students soon realized something, their faces showing a mixture of intrigue and excitement.

Moving closer, in addition to rhythmic pounding, they could hear mutterings filled with Anger and the increasingly faint roars.

When the dust cleared and the dragon’s roars vanished, they saw their beloved Mr. Principal, standing in the crater, his upper body bare, revealing nearly perfect muscular contours, and in his hand, he held the Abnormal gun previously seen, evidently returned to its original form, pitch black, cold, and still carrying a spine-chilling aura of frenzy.

Only now, the gun bore many scars, seemingly Ravaged for a time.

"Everyone, do not worry, this was just a small accident."

Tang Qi said with a smile as he draped his tattered Wizard Robe over himself, addressing the gathered students and teachers.

Once sure the Principal was fine, their gazes fell upon the gun.

Especially the boys, who looked at it with eyes gleaming with envy and desire.

Tang Qi spread it out, his face still shadowed by a hint of Anger, but in his eyes flashed an undeniable thrill of excitement.

"Its name is... Evil Dragon Roar!"

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