Chương 115: The Might of the Dragon

More than a month later, Grace once again revealed her enormous and terrifying form.

(Zoya: "Bullshit, that's my true form!") The towering city wall, which originally required ladders or siege towers to climb, instantly became a cabinet that she could reach with a few steps in front of her.

Hello, kids!

Grace gripped the towers on either side with her claws, stretched her neck, and lifted the ferocious dragon head directly onto the wall. She grinned, revealing her fangs, and gave a friendly smile to the guards behind her.

"what!"

"Quick! Fire!"

That's so rude.

Seeing the guards frantically drawing their bows and nocking arrows, she sighed softly, then took a deep breath—

"call!"

The next second, dragon fire descended from the sky, sweeping across the entire city wall!

The guards who didn't have time to dodge were instantly turned into charred remains!

Grace was quite pleased with the effect of the dragon's breath: "Is this what it feels like to be a dragon? It's actually pretty exhilarating!"

Richard, unable to resist, tapped the dragon's tail with his lute: "Hey, hey, don't say such scary things, okay?"

"Don't worry, little poet, there aren't any real living people here, so it won't matter if I act a little recklessly."

Grace curled her lips into a smile, then breathed a breath of dragon fire at the top of the wall to make sure no one would attack her from there for a while. She then raised her right claw and slammed it hard against the wall in the middle of the castle.

Viscount Cole's castle may look sturdy, but in the end, it's just a small castle built in the countryside.

The base is sturdy, but the walls in the middle and upper sections are less than half a meter thick.

Grace's fist, which was literally bigger than a sandbag, punched him so hard that a large hole was punched through it in just a few moments.

The broken bricks rolled outwards, forming a perfect slope.

"Mission accomplished!"

Seeing that the passage had been dug, Zoya inside her began to stir again (Zoya: "Don't misuse my body!").

Grace immediately transformed back into human form.

Richard quickly ran back to the front of the castle and informed Isabella and the others.

Inside the castle at this moment.

"What happened?"

"Why is everything shaking?"

"The back has been breached? Are you kidding me! It's only been a few minutes!"

"A red dragon? No, that can't be!"

The guards were thrown into chaos, and the prince and Viscount Cole were also bewildered. They could only hastily organize the few remaining men and head to the back of the castle, which they had thought would be safe.

Inside the sealed room, Vespera also felt the shaking and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Could it be that— Damn it, how did those humans do that!

This is an entire castle!

Are the opposing team all human battering rams?

No, I need to go even faster!

Vespera gritted his teeth and tore off one of his fingers, letting the blood gush out from the wound and merge into the incantations on the wall.

Immediately, the incantations seemed to come alive and began to writhe.

In the corner, the fragments of Elsa's soul trembled involuntarily, uttering soft murmurs— outside.

"Gods above! What is this commotion?"

The group that was preparing to besiege the castle was also frightened by Grace's actions.

Because of Isabella's restraint, they didn't see the red dragon, but they did see the towering flames and hear the rumbling sound of the wall breaking down.

"Was all of this done by the poet and his female companion?"

The chief knight looked at Isabella with surprise and suspicion.

Isabella tilted her head and smiled, saying vaguely, "They are the partners I personally recruited into the team~" The chief knight gasped, realizing he had made a small contribution to global warming in this other world.

Although he already knew that Richard was not someone who could survive on his looks alone after seeing how much Isabella and the others respected him, he now realized that he had underestimated the poet and his friends.

Those two people were far stronger than he had imagined!

Once we're out, we must quickly relay this news to the Earl.

"Gentlemen, the city walls have fallen!"

Just then, Richard came and delivered the message.

The group immediately circled around to the back gate of the castle, and along the broken bricks, rushed into the wall.

Upon entering, they bumped into the prince and Viscount Cole's party.

"You, you traitors! Bandits! How dare you raise your swords against the prince of the Kingdom of Roland! You will surely be punished!"

At this moment, under the combined influence of the vampire magic and the red dragon breaking through the wall, the prince appeared both mad and terrified, but he still picked up his weapon and charged towards the crowd.

To be honest, seeing him like this, Holcher and the chief knight and other front-line warriors were really finding it difficult to make a move.

Although the figure opposite was just a mannequin made of paint, it still bore the appearance of an imperial ancestor.

Fortunately, Isabella stepped forward in time.

"This person, by all accounts, should be my great-uncle—so, I'll handle this myself."

After saying that, she strode forward and unleashed the Supreme Filial Piety and Obedience Slash on her great-uncle!

Seeing that the princess had put aside her own family for the greater good, Holcher and the chief knight hurriedly followed.

Dunk followed closely behind, wielding a two-handed greatsword, searching the entire castle for any trace of the vampire.

With everyone fighting hard, the soldiers brought by the prince and Viscount Cole were scattered in the blink of an eye.

"Get out of my way!"

[Experience points +2] [Experience points +1] [Experience Points ————] Richard, mingling in the middle of the group, blasted several soldiers away with a devastating sonic boom, when suddenly he saw Brother Oil Painting speak again: Follow me, I know where that one-eyed man is hiding.

Very good, very reliable!

I'll frame and gild your painting after we get out!

Richard immediately called Grace, who had been protecting him, and followed the painting to the entrance of a sealed room on the west side of the castle.

boom!

After Richard and Grace blasted the door open with another sonic boom, they could see inside the room.

I saw the vampire count chanting a spell.

"Why did they come so fast!"

Vespera's features were contorted in pain.

He then realized that the situation had reached a critical juncture and he had to make a decision!

Completely annihilating the Ashes' bloodline is already a pipe dream, but at least he still has hope of taking away this part of the soul he has!

In the future, at worst, she could be destroyed, leaving the future Grand Duchess of Ashes with a permanent flaw in her soul; at best, she could continue to be cursed, or used as bait to lure the Imperials into a trap.

"Go to hell!"

His mind was made up. Without blinking, he broke off another finger, summoning a surging wave of crimson blood that rushed toward Richard and Grace at the door.

Faced with the full force of a high-ranking vampire's attack, even Grace dared not take it head-on and quickly pulled Richard to hide in the corridor.

Taking advantage of this moment, Vespera quickly chanted a spell, causing Aisha's soul fragments to come together, turning from multiple fragments into one. Then, grabbing the last remaining little girl by the collar, she spread her bat wings and flew away from the room along with the tide of blood.

"Humans, this is just the beginning. We will be back!"

With a roar, he rushed to the end of the corridor with Aisha's soul, used shapeshifting magic, and slipped out through a crack in the window.

"Damn it!"

"Don't rush to scold me, grab my hand!"

Grace glanced around and saw that her other teammates were still some distance away, so she pulled Richard closer and charged forward with all her might. When she was almost at the window, she gradually released her transformation spell and finally burst open the window with a bang in her true form as a red dragon!

"Hold on tight, my little poet~" She tossed Richard onto her back, then flapped her wings and chased after Vespera.