Chapter 657 - V57C6P3 – Blue Dragon Latuas

V57C6P3 – Blue Dragon Latuas

“Mmm…”

“Ah…”

“This is…”

The Earthly Shadow party carefully glanced at one another and realized what they just witnessed.

It was the death of the Silver Dragon, Yuskellanda.

The death of a dragon was nothing to take lightly.

They had begun to understand the situation, but it wasn’t over after handing over the Promise Necklace.

– My friend Yuskellanda was a friend of the elves, was fond of dwarves, and loved humans. She tried to protect the world from the demons.

Ratuas started a long soliloquy. The three adventurers didn’t speak a word and listened.

Yuskellanda’s request was to look over the humans. For the fate of your kind, you must seek out the seeds of threat planted in this world by the demons.

“Threats?”

– The demons are plotting to destroy the world. Their schemes are secretive and disguised, and if undiscovered, it will lead to devastation.

“….”

The Earthly Shadow Party peeked at one another. It was the atmosphere of a chain quest, but demon plots were a pretty common subject.

“By demon plots, are you referring to this?”

Ben took out the eggshell fragments. It was the broken dragon shell of Kaybern.

– That is it. That is the fake egg created by magic. To think that the demons dared to manipulate the dragons.

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< You have completed the quest ‘Demonic Secret. >

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The quest was complete before they could accept it.

They gained Reputation and Friendship points with Ratuas once again.

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< Kaybern and Landony are already active. The contents of the chained quest are refreshed.>

< You have completed the quest ‘Black Dragon Kaybern’. >

< You have completed the quest ‘Red Dragon Landony’. >

< You have completed the quest ‘The Demon Sovereign’. >

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– Kaybern and Landony. You must stop them. After the destruction of the humans, dwarves, and orcs, they will forge the hellgate from dark magic. The demons will be born into this world.

Weed kept checking on the status of Kaybern. The dragon’s health points were declining under the one-sided attack from the dwarves and the guilds.

– I will kill you, dwarf.

Every time Weed evaded, Kaybern’s leg and wings crushed the buildings, and its magic erased everything in the area.

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There were forces still hiding inside the buildings of Morata.

“Volk, I think the situation is very hopeful just like you said.”

“It seems like it. They just might slay the dragon.”

The dark gamers. The ones who could survive anywhere and lived only to collect loot decided to stay in Morata. From the start, they agreed to back out without any regrets if the odds looked miserable. Staying alive was the only thing that mattered.

“They were on par with Kaybern until now.”

“They pressured the dragon even though it was just the Hermes Guild, and one of the clones has been taken care of.”

“Landony is on its way but… Ratuas is close behind.”

“Now it’s time to make a decision.”

Dentacore was also at the pub for the dark gamer meeting. Since the early days of Royal Road he preferred hunting alone. He spent all his time in dungeons and did not associate himself with any other player. Back when the best players were only level 100 ~ 200, they spoke stories of him.

– Dentacore accomplishes anything by himself. He is the emperor of the hunting grounds.

As the Hermes Guild faction grew and the average standard of players rose higher, the stories of Dentacore whittled away. Still, it was common sense that Dentacore who always lived in the hunting grounds would be a very powerful player.

Dentacore emptied a Moratan beer clean and laid the glass down on the table.

“I’m taking off. I can’t wait any longer.”

As Kaybern’s life approached death, Dentacore left through the doors of the pub.

The few other dark gamers, after a short staring contest among themselves, got off their seats.

“K-hmm. I have to get going too if I want to grab anything before it’s all gone.”

“My bones are rusty. I guess it’s time to warm up.”

The leftover dark gamers saw the dragon beyond the window. It was chasing down Weed with a heavily wounded body.

“It’s a dragon. An overwhelming presence… But, it’s also true that it is severely wounded.”

“A wounded dragon. The aggravation is real.”

“Whoever gets first dibs on the items is the winner, am I right?”

The system of calculation for dark gamers was different from Weed and the Hermes Guild. There was neither the peace of the continent or personal pride involved, but solely the gains at hand. If paid well, they could bet their lives any day.

“It’s uncertain once Landony comes, but I can kill that one for sure.”

“It’s a perfect window for a hit and run. The rest is none of my concern.”

(To be continued…)