I don't know if it was because of what he stepped on, or because he was activated by those mages, Iss felt like he had crashed into a cloud of viscous air, and his whole body was sore, and he could no longer maintain his invisibility.

The paralysis that was enough to make a man fall to the ground was only a moment of discomfort for him. He waved his hand back without looking back, and the temperature in the hallway dropped suddenly, and the crunch of rapidly growing ice and frozen stone bricks could be heard clearly. A wall of ice rose behind him, temporarily holding back the mages from running out of their respective rooms.

However, several missiles still passed through the gap and crashed into Is's back before the ice wall could fully form.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, resisting the urge to turn around and tear the humans apart, and he didn't stop.

The Ice Wall is not such an instructible obstacle for mages...... He didn't have much time.

The sleeping traps were now all revealing their hideous claws, and the originally empty corridor had completely changed into a different shape. Black grass emerged from the ground and walls, long stalks of grass poking out of them, waving in midair with tiny buds, slender as whips and nimble as snakes.

Is's face became even more ugly. He knew this grass from the other world, the slender stalks were like the tentacles of jellyfish, they were hunting tools, once they were caught, it was difficult to break free, and magic and flesh were their favorite food.

Ordinary magic weapons can't easily cut it off, and its open buds and the corrosive venom that splatters when injured become another weapon. The flames can burn it down, as long as you can deal with the poisonous mist that comes with it.

Countless long stems were already woven into a black web in front of him. A well-prepared team of well-prepared adventurers may be able to get through this area faster...... But Iss believes there must be other traps hidden under the grass.

He didn't want to admit that he regretted it a little and rushed in alone.

White scales covered the human skin, brilliant gold emerged from under his eyes, and the tips of his fingers turned into sharp claws, slicing through the air and meeting the long black whip that rushed in his face.

Iss hated the half-human, half-dragon look, but at the moment he had no choice.

But the long stem, which had reached his eyes, retracted sharply, and like some frightened little animal, it quickly burrowed back into the grass and curled up in a ball.

Iss was a little surprised, but didn't have time to think.

All he needed was results, and all the grass stems shrank back in panic as he rushed over, as if he were a ball of flame that would destroy them...... No, even a real fire wouldn't scare them like this.

Even if they are carnivorous, they are just plants...... Can a plant be afraid of a dragon? Even the proudest dragon wouldn't be so arrogant.

Isis was full of doubts, but he didn't stop. Behind him, the ice wall had collapsed and melted, and the mages cast spells did not feel "scared".

A long arrow of flame grazed past his ear, but it wasn't aimed at him.

The black grass ignited in an instant, and the poisonous mist that corrupted the flesh made his scales dim. Iss held his breath, closed his eyes, and slammed forward without hesitation.

His goal was close at hand.

At the end of the corridor, two closed wooden doors were painted with runes that were unkind at first glance, and the mage guarding the door looked calm, obviously ready, but it was not a human who swooped out of the black fog, but a dragon with a hideous face.

The mage was momentarily dazed. Before the black fog filled the air, he had actually seen the scales on Is's face and guessed his identity, but he didn't expect him to turn back into an ice dragon at such a time.

Isn't it afraid that it will be stuck in the hallway and unable to move?

The ice dragon let out a roar of rage, lowered its head, and slammed its wings and limbs against its body like a boulder.

The mage flew into the room with the wooden door that had been knocked off, and rolled to the wall in embarrassment, still terrified as he got up, and he suspected that he would be smashed into a puddle of flesh if he hadn't put all sorts of defenses in place...... Or pierced by that sharp double horn.

Isn't a dragon supposed to be "powerful and elegant"?!Is this a dragon or a mad cow...... He was really not used to this kind of fighting style that was not at all elaborate.

The mages who were guarding the room were equally shocked. A slightly grayish silver white completely obscured their vision, and the dragon with its wings outstretched could fill almost the entire room, causing everyone to involuntarily retreat and cling to the wall.

The ice dragon roared again. There were actually four mages in the room, plus the one who fell in from outside the door, the three who chased after it, and the four who left...... Who knows if there's more? There are more than ten mages here!

Travis didn't know this, or did he lie to them?

It actually made Ed follow him...... That guy is so easy to deceive, it's likely that he has been eaten to the point that there are no bones left!

But even in its anger, it knew that it could not retreat now.

It gathered its body and before the mages could react, it plummeted towards the open entrance to the ground.

The glow of magic flowed through it, but nothing could stop a thick-skinned, furious dragon.

The entrance is actually not big, and it is impossible for a dragon to pass through...... No matter how tight it is.

Perhaps because of this, only two of the five mages cast spells to block, and the other three just stared blankly with a look of incredulity, watching as a giant dragon destroyed their carefully set runes with purely its own body as a weapon, and then turned back into a blonde young man the moment it passed through the entrance, as if the dragon just now was actually just a phantom.

The muffled sound of the breached defenses and the roar of the dragon echoed through the room, and the mages looked at each other for a moment before anyone spoke:

“...... Do you want to chase?"

"Forget it. Immediately someone replied, "The following is none of our business." ”

"But that pastor didn't mean ......"

"We are mages. Someone sneered, "When does the mage of the ** Master Tower need to obey the orders of a priest?"

The room fell silent, and after a moment someone sighed lowly, with regret and wistfulness.

"The dragon," he said, "if only it were mine." ”

“...... Wake up. ”

"Would you rather be frozen into a statue or burned to ashes?"

"I'm happy to get some material from it. ”

The room was quiet again.

Although it seemed unstoppable, the dragon was actually somewhat injured when it crashed in.

Even a single scale or a drop of blood that fell from it was a rare and precious material for mages.

In silence, everyone's eyes fell to the ground.

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