As a level 12 priest, Goddess Ambori's list of divine spells does not have a divine skill to block the sky, but there are a bunch of divine techniques that cause storms. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Although this place is quite far from the sea, the magic is not very effective, but if the magic that summons the storm is really stimulated, then the young dragon will probably not be able to fly normally. That's what the High Priest thought, and time didn't allow him to think of it slowly—after all, Ambori had always been known for her moody storms and waves, and she wasn't a wise goddess, so the priest she chose was naturally more or less the same, not to mention very calculating.

The plan has been decided, and at the same time, the three warriors of the shark-turned fishmen also carry with them a net woven with the tendons of mutated creatures in the sea or the seaweed blessed by tenacious divine magic, even if the storm can't stop the red dragon from flying away, then as long as the warrior can get close to the distance of throwing the net, the high priest and the warrior have absolute confidence that they can drag the red dragon with the net. The High Priest also somewhat understood some of the character traits of the red dragon - as a representative of the chaotic and evil true dragon, the red dragon of the five-colored dragons has always been overconfident, and it is the type of positive and rigid when it comes up, and it is worthy of their claim to be the strongest among the five-colored dragons. The biggest reason why most of the red dragon's young dragons and young dragons do not reach adulthood is that they are just confronted with other creatures at this age and then hung up...... The High Priest wanted the young dragon in front of him to be of this type - most of them, but in fact there were never many red dragons......

The High Priest began to recite the mantra, and in order to evoke a storm even on the mainland, it had to spend a great deal of energy and concentration to communicate with the goddess's kingdom and ask the goddess to answer its prayers and give it divine powers. The formation of the storm was almost instantaneous, and when the high priest communicated with the gods, a radius of more than ten kilometers was shrouded in dark clouds and strong winds—the goddess responded with surprising speed.

Claudius was feasting on the platform, and his pathetic 11 perceptions weren't enough for him to feel the power of Goddess Ambori, nor for him to feel the approaching High Priest and Fish-Man warriors, at least not within a certain range. "It's windy and rainy? It's a day that has changed so fast! The wind and sun are still beautiful in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, a typhoon is about to come....... "Claudius is not yet accustomed to the self-perception of being in a fantasy world full of magic and supernatural things, and this guy is still habitually looking at things from the perspective of the earth - although this guy constantly reminds himself that he is not on the earth, but somewhere in the DND that he has not yet figured out which world in the DND is, But subconsciously, Claudius is still accustomed to dealing with things from the perspective of earthlings.

The shark-man took advantage of the storm to sneak close to Claudius, and the raindrops larger than the duck's eggs were swept away by the wind, and the smashing on his body was no different from hail, and the scale armor on Claudius's body was also a solid armor, although it was not smashed, but the impact also made him feel that the rain and wind were really exaggerated. "The pace of this smashing is quite comfortable...... The force is neither heavy nor light. But the rain is a bit annoying...... "Claudius' incinerated aura began to work, and the raindrops fell on his body and spontaneously transpired by the heat, and the red dragon was enveloped in white water vapor. Although inhaling hot steam in his breath did not hurt Claudius, Claudius, who preferred hot sulfur steam, was very unaccustomed to water vapor, which made him feel very bad.

Claudius, shrouded in water vapor, lost his appetite completely, and he raised his head high as he stood on his two strong hind limbs - which made him look like almost all red dragons, but the bright red scales and the faint red fire made it clear to all intelligent beings who saw it that it was a red dragon - at least so did the High Priest and all the warriors. As a young dragon, although Claudius's growth is beyond imagination, his dragon power does not exceed the strength that he should have at his age - that is to say, he can only deter some herbivores with limited size at most, deter goblins or kobolds, ordinary human civilians are estimated to be able to deter by the bonus of size, but as long as they are qualified warriors or something, they should not be deterred by Claudius. Of course, the tenth-level Shark-Fish-Man Warrior and the twelfth-level Shark-Fishman Sacrifice will definitely not be shocked by the pathetic dragon power of this young dragon. They approached Claudius so fast that they were about to get into the range of the net.

At this time, there was a slight error - Claudius, as a two-legged upright dragon, although his neck was shorter than that of other red dragons, but the observation point brought to him by walking upright was higher than that of ordinary red dragons, almost reaching the observation height of a young dragon, so it was naturally normal for him to find an approaching shark-man outside the range of the high priest's imagination.

The next move Claudius made completely overturned the Shark Fishman Priestess's opinion of the Red Dragon - Claudius turned and fled!

This young red dragon is not at all like what an overconfident and courageous red dragon should look like, as soon as this guy sees the approaching five-headed shark fishman, he immediately spreads his wings, jumps with strong hind legs, and flies directly in the wind. Although the flight was twisted and distorted by the wind, it was also more than the distance the warriors could throw their nets - and the dragon adapted to the storm so quickly that almost instantly the creature learned to spread his wings and take advantage of the wind to begin to glide and climb high - especially the aerodynamic adjustment of the angle of the wings against the wind and the huge lift......

But the Shark Fish Man Priestess was not a vegetarian either, and the old man took advantage of the storm to summon thunder and lightning at the first time, and the magic attracted lightning from the thunderclouds, and slashed at the red dragon that was rapidly climbing in the sky. The lightning of magic is not something that a young dragon can dodge, and Claudius is immediately struck by lightning. The supernatural electricity pierced through his natural scales, causing Claudius' muscles to twitch - he lost control of his body. "Damn! Damn it! Claudius, who could only curse in the language of a roaring dragon, was swept into it by the wind and thrown straight to the other side.

Although the lightning succeeded in wreaking havoc on the young dragon, the unpredictable direction of the storm blew the red dragon away. The High Priest felt that this was really incomprehensible, but all he had to do now was to find the injured red dragon as soon as possible, just a young dragon, and the High Priest believed that he would never be able to recover in this short time.

It was also true that Claudius, who had been struck by the storm in the woods on the ground, was in a bad situation - although the branches could not penetrate his scale armor and caused him a puncture wound, the blunt blow to the trunk of the tree by the storm caused severe bruises, not only severe bruises and lacerations to his muscles, but also his internal organs, which made him feel very bad. The lightning paralyzed his muscles and nerves, and the only benefit was that he didn't feel severe pain for the time being, but seeing that the paralysis was about to pass, the damage caused by the lightning suddenly exploded, and Claudius might not be able to survive it...... He knew this himself - the steaming blood that now spat out of his mouth testifies.