CHAPTER 410: CHAPTER 251: SNAIL SHELL SHIP (PART 2)

By the time both sides synchronized, the opposing spellcaster’s magical machine gun had finished activating.

Does this mean I’ll never be able to get this ’The World’ for myself?

At this thought, the joy of anticipated free plunder that had been brimming on David’s face froze.

The immense disappointment, coupled with the opponent’s almost lavish spellstorm, instantly birthed an extreme and pure emotion within David: Jealousy!

He really, really wanted that thing!

And perhaps it was because this Jealousy was so intense...

BANG! David felt his heartbeat seem to stop for an instant.

No, it wasn’t just his heartbeat; the vision before his eyes also suddenly slowed down, though it didn’t come to a complete stop.

It was more like... something akin to Bullet Time from the movie *The Matrix*...

Bullet Time?

Or perhaps the military-grade implant Sandevistan from *Cyberpunk 2077*!

This ’Supremely Effective Ninth Circle Arcane Time Stasis,’ under David’s intense desire and Jealousy, was forcefully deconstructed by him. He extracted a portion of its effects. If one were to categorize it as a spell, it could probably be named Arcane Time Distortion.

It was superior to the third-circle ’Haste’ yet inferior to the ninth-circle ’Arcane Time Stasis.’

Although it wasn’t complete Time Stasis, it still made David burst into crazed laughter, "Haha! The World!"

The next moment, David danced and spun in midair amidst the slow-moving rain of spells. He casually weaved past the ’spell trajectories,’ executing an elegant Shadow Instant Step to reach a Spirit Sucker attempting to cast Advanced Teleportation Spell to flee.

He even had the leisure to cast Ximb’s Instant Spell on himself first.

Then, with the Book of the Dragon, he smashed the remainder of the creature’s already mostly obliterated skull, scattering the fragments.

Next, he began to call out spells:

Violate Viscera

Mad Clamor

Otu Enchanting Dance

High-Level Umbral Shaping

High-Level Hex

Finally, with one claw, he pressed down on the face of a Spirit Sucker that was already phasing out, its expression filled with disbelief. He then cast Burial, sending it straight into the underground river of molten lava.

But that was the absolute limit of what Arcane Time Distortion could achieve.

By the time David, having either instantly killed or controlled seven ordinary Spirit Suckers, was preparing to take on a legendary one, his opponents began to neutralize his tactics one by one.

He was even almost hit point-blank with a Great Disjunction by one of those Spirit Sucker Governors.

It was enough to make David’s scales stand on end.

However, this was accompanied by Christoph’s mad howls and the Spirit Suckers’ screams, which erupted almost simultaneously.

Christoph, who had just been hit by a ’Mental Derangement’ spell, his eyes bloodshot, was on the brink of madness. He was then stunned to see seven Spirit Suckers falling from the sky, looking utterly baffled.

In that instant, he only saw a dazzling burst of Mana Energy erupt in front of the Spirit Sucker. In a twinkling, it radiated dozens of various spells, so fast he couldn’t entirely avoid them and had to selectively endure some of them.

Being well-informed, he naturally understood what was happening.

Even by the number of spells, he could easily determine that the opponent had not only used a ’Supremely Effective Ninth Circle Arcane Time Stasis’ but had also followed it with a ’Legendary Arcane Time Duplication.’

Otherwise, it would be impossible to cast so many spells in just six seconds.

This was also practically the signature move of a Spirit Sucker Governor.

Non-spellcasters had almost no way to counter it.

Then, just as the spells were about to hit, that young punk David suddenly seemed to convulse. He let out an echoing shout of ’The World!’ and transformed into a continuous shadow. This shadow passed through the spellstorm, weaving through the Spirit Sucker ranks, instantly reducing their numbers, leaving only three legendary governors, now isolated.

Damn it, this kid is becoming more and more dangerous!

Having analyzed all this, Christoph suddenly realized he had awakened from his spell-induced frenzied state.

"Interesting. If it weren’t for this bounty, I’d be tempted to have a go at you right now," Brittany said, licking her lips in excitement as if she’d found a new toy.

Governor Abaidra, realizing he had misjudged the situation, didn’t hesitate to make a desperate sacrifice, declaring, "I’ll hold them off! You escort the Snail Shell Ship and evacuate this plane! Immediately!"

"Yes!"

Now that the other party had made their intentions clear, failing to act would be a discourtesy to the Sed Ponga name.

And since Sed Ponga had arrived, the Githyanki people, and perhaps even more Red Dragon Knights, could arrive at any moment.

This Dwarven city was lost!

Almost as if in response to Governor Abaidra’s will, the City of Molten Steel behind them began to shake violently.

From the fortress mountain perched atop the cliff, six massive tentacles, resembling those of a deep-sea octopus, bored out. They then lifted the black fortress into the air effortlessly!

Seeing this spaceship-like construct appear, David’s eyes lit up.

What a fantastic thing!

Jealousy.

Another flying city!

But what do these three Spirit Suckers mean by this? The fight has barely started, and they’re already preparing to flee? What’s the meaning of abandoning even their main city?

It was clearly a three-on-three situation. No, he wasn’t even legendary yet. The enemy clearly had the upper hand. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have resorted to hiding and acting like a thief in the night.

Had they already discovered the Dwarf Master who had infiltrated the city?

Little did he know, Spirit Suckers calculated combat strength very differently.

A single legendary Red Dragon required at least four legendary opponents for a guaranteed victory.

And now? They faced two legendary Red Dragons and one strangely powerful, non-legendary young Red Dragon.

By that calculation, they would need at least nine legendary individuals to even stand a chance.

But if that group of Red Dragons also bore the Sed Ponga name...

Then what was the bloody point in fighting?

Fleeing swiftly was the only sensible course of action.

This situation gave me the peculiar feeling that our side was actually the ’boss’...

At the same time, he felt it was a bit of a pity. With such a configuration of forces, it seemed they could have directly steamrolled either the human Vitali Empire of Central Earth or the Elven main city of Dewensen.

But neither Christoph nor Brittany were easily commanded, and after this journey, the former would have to report back to Barto Hell.

However, Abaidra’s declaration, "I’ll hold them off," directly infuriated Brittany. She immediately sneered, "Big words. Then, leave your head behind for my bounty!"

The Red Dragon and the Spirit Sucker Governor immediately engaged in a chase.

Seeing both Brittany and the Spirit Suckers making their escape, Christoph couldn’t care less. He was ready to flee as well, preparing to take his kin back to Barto Hell.

He certainly didn’t want to continue getting beaten up.

Only David, staring at the oversized Teleportation Gate that had suddenly opened before the fortress, realized something too late. He slapped his head with his tail and exclaimed, "Crap! Dad is still in the elder brain chamber! Ancestor Christoph! Help me catch them!"

"Hmm? Why should I help you?" Christoph retorted, not bothering with this treacherous ’guide’ who had sold him out to Brittany.

"Hmph! If I don’t see your shadow soon, I’ll find time to go to Barto Hell and marry your youngest daughter, Yolanda, as my concubine!" David knew how to handle this old dragon and immediately countered with a threat.

To David’s surprise, Christoph, the old Red Dragon, suddenly had his eyes light up. He leaped, shooting off like a rocket toward the Luoke Ship that was about to enter the Teleportation Gate, shouting as he flew, "Remember your words, you little bastard! If you dare go back on your promise, I’ll break your legs!"

"Huh?" David watched, stunned, as the old dragon sped towards the Luoke Ship.

On the ground amidst the ruins, the elder Dwarf Bergin had just emerged from the rubble with the rebelling Gray Dwarves. He watched as the three Red Dragons chased the Snail Shell Ship and vanished into the Gloomy Region. He, too, was bewildered:

How was I left all alone? Me, a warrior, how am I supposed to get back? Surely I won’t have to spend half a year traveling, will I? Damn it!