As soon as it dawned, the shops on the streets of Windmill Town were already open and ready to open.

The young guards yawned and walked out of their homes to their posts.

They want to replace their colleagues who have been keeping watch all night.

"It's another damn dull day!"

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Tariq strolled down the street.

Yesterday he had been guarding the gates all night, and now he was preparing to go home and get a good night's sleep.

I've been guarding it for so many years, and I haven't seen anything happen.

If he becomes the captain of the guard, sooner or later he will have to change this round of guard system so that everyone can sleep well.

"Ah.....h

He yawned and decided he didn't want this.

Tomorrow is the monthly money, and he wants to go to the blacksmith to get a new sword, but hopefully the money is enough.

......

"Where did this beast tide come from?!"

Ron, yawning in the hotel room, was really speechless.

He usually takes himself as the center and lays out a reconnaissance field of vision within a radius of 20 kilometers.

This is an effective way to spot potential enemies.

Like the previous Black Beast Mercenary Group, it was discovered by the reconnaissance vision.

I just took a nap last night, and this morning I was awakened by the news from the reconnaissance vision.

He held back his anger and woke up to find that a large wave of beasts had appeared more than ten kilometers away from Windmill Town!

[Beast Tide: A wave formed by many mid- and low-level demonic beasts fleeing in the same direction under the drive of natural disasters or powerful demonic beasts]

The direction of the beast tide is exactly this side of Windmill Town.

Obviously there are no high-level magical beasts nearby?

As for natural disasters or something, it's even more nonsense!

"Think you're playing a game? Trigger these messy events in one place! ”

Ron was in a terrible mood, and he felt like he was being targeted.

This may be the unique wake-up gas of the dragons.

Disturb the dragon's sleep time, this group of monsters has a way to die.

I just happen to have itchy hands lately, so let's try out the latest developed skills.

As soon as he said that, a teleportation magic array was instantly built under Ron's body, and the colorful light illuminated the entire room.

In an instant, his petite body disappeared into the air.

"Hmm...... What about Ron? ”

Awakened by the fluctuations of magic, Vivien straightened up.

She rubbed her eyes and looked into the room, where the slightly messy books were scattered on the desk, and there was no moving object except for the slightly windswept curtains at the window.

"Hmm... Is it out again? ”

Along the way, Vivien had become accustomed to Ron's elusive behavior.

She lay down on the soft bed again.

"One more minute of sleep, one minute... Bell...."

At this moment, it is thirteen kilometers away from Windmill Town.

"Boom... Takashi...."

The deafening sound of stepping on the ground continued to sound.

Ron floated silently in the air, watching the hordes of monsters running desperately at his feet.

He was now in a state of invisibility, and the monsters in the beast tide had no idea that there was already a legendary dragon above their heads.

But they knew it right away, and felt the dragon's wrath with their bodies.

"Deal with this group of bugs first, and then go and see who started the beast tide."

Ron made this judgment.

After all, if they were left to run, Windmill Town would most likely be razed to the ground.

"Suck ......"

He took a deep breath and his chest began to bloom with a seven-colored glow.

Then, he lowered his head and opened a dragon kiss to the beast tide not far away

【Mixed Breath: Fire and Ice Heavens】

"Boom!"

A huge cone-shaped dragon's breath appeared out of thin air, and the blazing flames and cold frost unexpectedly fused into one.

The ice-blue dragon's breath covered almost the entire beast tide, tens of thousands of meters long!

"Ahh Ramble! ”

Almost instantly, the ant-black herd was incinerated into blue powder by the ice-blue flames.

Some high-level demonic beasts that were far away let out frightened sounds, and ran desperately towards the beast tide.

But it still couldn't stop the Grim Reaper from descending, and the blue flames spread wildly across the ground like the rising tide of the sea, devouring all life that fell into it.

Strangely, none of the terrain or trees here have been damaged in the face of this powerful force.

Except for a few trees that had been smashed by demonic beasts, the forest stood strangely in a sea of ice blue fire.

Ron was pleased with the test of his new skills.

The [Rainbow Breath] or [Mixed Breath] used before were too powerful.

The consequence of a fight is to create a large canyon or basin terrain.

Ron couldn't erase the traces of the battle if he wanted to.

A month ago, on a whim, he tried to develop a special version of this hybrid breath.

Sure enough, this weakened version of the breath can better control the destructive power, and it can also quickly clear low-level enemies, which can be called killing two birds with one stone.

The normal Rainbow Dragon's [Mixed Breath] is: a collection of Radiance, Scorch, Freeze, Toxin, Lightning, Petrification, Cracking, Hurricane, and almost all other attributes!

The destructive power is no worse than [Rainbow Breath], but the enemies that Ron usually encounters rarely use it.

Ron's enemies are either evil-oriented, low-light; Either it's amazingly high magic resistance, and it's useless for any attributes.

As a result, he rarely breathes with a mixture.

Although it is also possible to combine the hybrid breath with the iridescent breath to create a more powerful double breath.

But that hurt his throat too much, and Ron didn't want to use it a second time after using it once.

Unless it's an emergency.

"Suck..."

The ice-blue flames, carrying a large number of magic cores and fragments of magic cores, were sucked back into Ron's mouth again.

Drop recovery is the top priority, you can't squirt a mouthful of dragon breath, and then work for nothing.

It is a sacrosanct act to get back what you deserve.

Moreover, compared to the embarrassment of the fire elemental plane, when Ron had to personally go down to retrieve the demon cores from the earth one by one, this method of recovery was much more convenient.

"Hiccup!"

Ron touched his stomach and burped beautifully.

It's been a long time since he's eaten so full, and he wants to go back to bed and sleep.

Can't sleep yet!

We need to find out what the hell is going on with the source of this beast tide.

Shook his sleepy head.

Ron ignored the scattered and fledgling beasts in the distance.

Let Windmill Town rehearse the Monster siege.

Anyway, Morey is still in the city, and Ron's positioning magic array is also there, so there won't be any problems.

"First, release the Pathfinders."

Withstanding sleepiness.

Ron punched his spirits, and the space pouch opened, unleashing a large number of flying magically constructed creatures.

These are made from materials that he "collects" when he is out and about, when he has nothing to do.

Dense "volley swords" and "stuffy blankets" flew in the low air, like a storm of sword blades.

Using Ron as their origin, they started a carpet search of the surrounding forest.

"Brush! Brush! ”

The flying speed of the volley sword far exceeds that of the stuffy blanket, and it takes the lead!

This newly unveiled magic construct is obviously much better than the stuffy blanket, and it has the feeling of an immortal sword when flying.

In comparison, the ordinary stuffy blanket is exactly the same as the blanket laid out in the peasant woman's house, and has no characteristics.

The Volley Sword is similar to the Stuffy Blanket, and is also one of the most used magical constructs in the Astral Plane.

A volley sword without a master will usually disguise itself as a normal rusty blade, attacking any lifeform that comes close to it.

["Lying next to the box was the skeleton of Captain Taunt, with his rusty sword still in his hand. Can you imagine how surprised I was when I saw that sword flying off that skeleton! I still have that scar. ”

- Halfling Wanderer]