"Ju, Lord Dragon, great dragon. We have no intention of offending you!"
"Yes, yes, it's the lich, he bewitched us!"
The three beholders begged for mercy one after another, their tentacle-like eyestalks trembling.
Beholders despise other creatures, including other beholders. Each beholder believes that its own existence is a role model for the tribe, and that other individuals who differ from it are a shame to the race.
But they value their lives.
Under the absolute power gap, these beholders know that if they want to save their lives, they must make certain compromises and let go of their pride.
The tumorous eye mask in the middle floated forward, with a flattering expression on its ugly face: "Great dragon, I am the humble beholder Ogu."
"Your figure is so majestic. A dragon like you must have a lot of treasures. I am willing to serve you free of charge. As the guardian of your lair, I will kill all those who covet your wealth."
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"Oh?"
"Just now - wasn't it you who said you wanted to eat me?"
Cassius stretched out his arm, held the beholder in his claws, and gently moved it with his claw toes, as if playing with a ball.
The beholder's spherical body was trembling violently, but it did not dare to resist at all.
Its face was full of fear, and it whined and begged for mercy: "I, I don't know! It's that lich! It's all the order of that lich!"
Cassius rubbed his chin with his free paw and said calmly: "It seems to make sense."
"Yes, Lord Dragon!"
"It's all that lich's fault! Let me live, and I'll take you to settle the score with him!"
The beholder was turned dizzy, but he still said excitedly as if he was grasping at the last straw.
"But."
Cassius paused.
"You're so ugly."
The red dragon suddenly exerted force and clenched its claws, and the terrifying power was suddenly released.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and eyeballs fell off.
The rude beholder was crushed to pieces and turned into an extremely sticky and dirty piece of meat.
"Disgusting stuff."
Cassius clapped his paws in disgust, and flames ignited on his body surface, burning away all the remaining flesh, flesh, and mucus.
"Ogu died like this!"
"We can't do this anymore, this dragon will kill me!"
The other eye monster screamed, and black smoke was released from its huge and bulging eyeballs, and dark green mucus was spit out from its mouth. It flew into it, trying to escape under the cover of the black mist.
"Haha."
"Do you think - you can escape just like that?"
An invisible wave spread, and the black fog covering the tomb dissipated instantly, revealing the hurriedly flying beholder.
Hot flaming arrows shot out.
"Ouch~~"
Along with a wailing cry, the flames penetrated the beholder's body, and then suddenly exploded.
The beholder fell to the ground helplessly, and then its whole body turned into blackened ashes.
This is only the lowest level of magic, but in the hands of a red dragon like Cassius, it is enough to easily kill a beholder.
Cassius turned his head, looked at the remaining beholder with his pale golden pupils, and said with a smile: "You are the only one left."
The beholder shivered.
"The great dragon, I, I"
"I know magic."
"Moreover, I'm not ugly!" the beholder said with a trembling voice. As if to prove this, it also used the transformation technique to transform itself into a young girl - but it was still one-eyed. of.
Cassius observed this beholder—indeed, compared to the other two, its skin was smoother and its eyeballs were not so cloudy. At least it was considered "delicate" among beholders.
It can indeed bend and stretch.
This is considered a talent among beholders.
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Cassius was silent for a moment before asking: "What is your name?"
"Great dragon, my name is Kurtz."
Although it had transformed into the shape of a one-eyed girl, its voice was still noisy and harsh, like the sound of scraping metal pieces.
"Change back and follow me."
"It's the master."
Just like that, the three beholder demons were completely wiped out.
These aberrations prepared by the lich to deal with human adventurers are vulnerable to the red dragon, which is a more powerful monster.
But who would have thought that the "intruder" was a red dragon nearly forty meters long?
Even a lich would not have guessed such a bizarre and low-probability event.
Kurtz returned to his beholder appearance, floating behind the red dragon with an uneasy expression, looking submissive, not at all as arrogant as he had just jumped out of the secret room.
Kurtz said flatteringly:
"Master, that, that is the lich's phylactery"
"I know."
In Soulweep Castle, the Lich stared at the phylactery in the magical image, his withered face full of despair.
"These damn beholders."
"And he is actually a giant dragon! How could a dragon break into this place!"
"How could this happen! My hundreds of years of careful preparation for eternal life will be destroyed by a damn dragon!"
Suddenly, he remembered the feeling of being "discovered" before, and a terrible guess suddenly arose in his heart——
There had been so much commotion in recent years that even he had heard of the "Burning Emperor" who unified the Anzeta Wilderness, and he was also a red dragon!
"I have been hiding very well, how could he notice me? No, this is a coincidence, it must be a coincidence!"
The Lich put his fleshless, rotten head close to the crystal skull, staring closely at his life box, the will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets flickering.
"No, impossible"
"It's definitely not him."
Suddenly, cracks appeared on the crystal skull, and then they became more dense.
"Click. Click!"
The Lich subconsciously took a few steps back and clenched the staff tightly with his withered hands.
In the magical image that was about to be broken, the huge red dragon raised its head, with a smile in its deep pale golden pupils.
"I see you."
Orest felt a majestic sense of oppression coming through time and space, which made him, a lich who always thought he was noble, have the urge to surrender.
The next moment, with a crisp sound of "crash", the exquisite crystal skull shattered into pieces.
"This is impossible!"
"No, no no."
Oreste retreated again, but he encountered the bottles and jars containing internal organs, flesh and blood behind him, and his thin, decayed body fell backwards to the ground.
Blood and entrails were scattered all over the floor.
The Lich stood up with the support of his staff, staggeringly looking for spell-casting materials and making preparations for all battles.
The bone pen was still writing in the diary, but this time it only wrote a short sentence, and the handwriting was particularly sloppy.
"He saw me!" (End of Chapter)