Ashen Dragon-Chapter 410 - 333 Lich’s Diary (4)

Chapter 410: Chapter 333 Lich’s Diary (4)

“G-Great Dragon, mighty dragon… we meant no offense to you!”

“Yes, yes, it was the Lich, it was him who deceived us!”

The three beholders begged for mercy one after another, their tentacle-like eye stalks trembling.

Beholders looked down upon other creatures, including other beholders. Each beholder believed that their existence was the epitome of their race, and that all others differing from them were the shame of their kind.

But they valued their lives dearly.

In the face of absolute power, these beholders knew that to keep their lives, they had to make some concessions and set aside their pride.

The beholder with a tumor in the center floated forward, a fawning expression on its grotesque face: “Great dragon, I am the humble beholder Augy.”

“Your stature is so magnificent, a dragon like you must have much treasure. I would be willing to serve you for free, as the guardian of your lair, killing all who covet your wealth.”

“Oh?”

“Just now—weren’t you the one who said you wanted to eat me?”

Cassius extended his arm, clasping the beholder in his claw and gently toying with it like a ball.

The beholder’s globular body trembled violently, but it dared not resist.

Its face was full of terror as it wailed and pleaded: “I, I didn’t know! It was the Lich! The Lich commanded it all!”

Cassius rubbed his chin with his other free claw, speaking calmly: “Sounds somewhat reasonable.”

“Yes, Great Dragon!”

“It was all the Lich’s fault! Spare my life, and I’ll take you to settle the score with him!”

The beholder was dizzy from being spun around, but still, he clung to it like a last straw, speaking with a frantic tone.

“But…”

Cassius’s tone paused.

“You are too ugly.”

The red dragon suddenly exerted force, tightening his claw, unleashing a terrifying power.

Flesh splattered, and the eyeball fell.

The disrespectful beholder was crushed alive, turning into a particularly sticky, filthy mass of fragments.

“Disgusting thing.”

Cassius disdainfully shook his claw, igniting a flame on his body, burning away all the remaining flesh and mucus cleanly.

“Augy just died like that!”

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“It can’t be like this, this dragon will kill me too!”

Another beholder shrieked, releasing black smoke from its huge, bulging eye and spewing dark green mucus from its mouth. Then it flew into the smoke, trying to escape under its cover.

“Heh.”

“Do you think—you can escape like that?”

An invisible wave spread, dispersing the black smoke enveloping the tomb in an instant, revealing the fleeing beholder.

Blazing Fire Arrows shot out.

“Aargh~~”

With a wail, the flames pierced through the beholder’s body, then exploded violently.

The beholder fell helplessly to the ground, turning into charred ashes.

This was just the lowest level of trick, but in the hands of a red dragon like Cassius, it was enough to easily kill a beholder.

Cassius turned his head, his pale golden pupils fixating on the sole remaining beholder, he smiled and said: “You’re the last one.”

The beholder shivered.

“Great dragon, I, I…”

“I know spells.”

“And, and… I’m not ugly!”

The beholder said in a trembling voice, as if to prove the point, it used a shape-shifting spell to turn into a young maiden—though still with a single eye.

Cassius observed this beholder—indeed, compared to the other two, its skin was smoother, the eye less cloudy, at least “pleasant-looking” for a beholder.

Indeed, it showed the ability to bend and stretch.

This was quite a talent among beholders.

“…”

Cassius was silent for a moment, then asked: “What’s your name?”

“Great dragon, I am called Kuz.”

Though it had transformed into a one-eyed maiden, its voice was still so grating and piercing, like the sound of metal scraping together.

“Turn back and follow me.”

“Yes… master.”

Thus, the three beholders were completely annihilated.

These strange creatures, prepared by the Lich to deal with human adventurers, were helpless before the mightier red dragon.

Who could have imagined that the “intruder” would be a nearly forty-meter-long red dragon?

Even the Lich would not have guessed such an unthinkable, rare event.

Kuz reverted to its beholder form, floating nervously behind the red dragon, appearing utterly timid, a far cry from its earlier fierce demeanor upon emerging from the inner chamber.

Kuz obsequiously said:

“Master, th-that is the Lich’s Life Box…”

“I know.”

Within Soulcry Castle, the Lich stared fixedly at the Life Box in the magic image, his withered face brimming with despair.

“Those damned beholders.”

“And him… he turned out to be a dragon! How did a dragon get in here!”

“How could this be! The meticulous preparations I made for centuries for immortality… destroyed by a damned dragon!”

Suddenly, he recalled that earlier feeling of being “discovered,” and a dreadful suspicion rose in his heart—

In recent years, there had been much commotion, to the point even he had heard about it, the one who had unified the Anzeta Great Wilderness, the “Ashen Empire’s Emperor,” was also a red dragon!

“I’ve been hidden well all this time, how would he have noticed me… no, it’s a coincidence, it must be a coincidence!”

The Lich pressed his skinless, decaying head close to the crystal skull, staring intently at his Life Box, the ghostly fire in his eye sockets flickering.

“No, it’s impossible…”

“It can’t be him…”

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the crystal skull, growing denser.

“Crack… crack!”

The Lich instinctively stepped back a few paces, clutching his magic wand with his withered hand.

In the nearly shattered magic image, the enormous red dragon raised its head, the deep golden pupils gleaming with amusement.

“I see you.”

Orestes felt an overwhelming pressure spanning time and space, causing this once-proud Lich to feel the urge to submit.

In the next moment, accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering, the exquisite crystal skull broke into a pile of fragments.

“This is impossible!”

“No, no, no…”

Orestes backed away again, bumping into jars full of viscera and flesh behind him. His thin, decayed body fell to the ground.

Blood and viscera spilled everywhere.

The Lich used his wand to stand up, staggering to find spellcasting materials, preparing for a fight.

And that bone pen continued to scribble on the diary, but this time it only wrote a short sentence, in an exceptionally hurried script.

“He saw me!”