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Chapter 1732 - Dragons’ Help

Chapter 1732: Dragons’ Help

“Maintaining caution towards a powerful unknown force can be considered fear,” Douglas said calmly.

“Looks like you want another fight?” Louis looked at Krassu in an unfriendly manner.

“Why, the big golden dragon still can’t forget the burning dragon tail back then?” Krassu looked at Louis mockingly. “It’s your fault for trespassing the out-of-bound area in the Magus Tower back then. According to how you dragons put it, that was my area.”

“Hmph!” Louis snorted coldly.

“Everyone. With the enemy just in front of us, how about we leave the old scores to settle next time. Right now, we have to think about how to stop this fellow from breaking out of the seal to wreak havoc,” Michael said as he stood between the two, and pointed at the octopus monster.

The thin layer of seal became even more transparent after the octopus monster rammed into it, looking as though it would disappear at any moment.

“With Babla’s help, we’ve already interpreted 90% of the scriptures, but the bad news is that the last 10% has rendered all of our efforts meaningless.” Novan walked over. His eyes were bloodshot, and one could tell from his face that he was exhausted. “This seal will not be able to last long. We need to get the help of more formation masters.”

Upon hearing that, Louis looked at Novan with a grave expression, and said, “I can summon all the formation masters on Dragon Island over to help right now.”

“Other than formation masters, we also need people who have knowledge of ancient history and languages. We aren’t lacking formation masters, but rather those who could interpret these mysterious scriptures,” Novan said solemnly.

“Sure.” Louis nodded.

“Its breath isn’t very strong. Being sealed for countless years had rid it of most of its energy. Why don’t we try joining hands to kill it?” Douglas asked with a frown.

Urien glanced at him, and said in a hoarse voice, “You can give it a try.”

“Fine, I’ll try.” Douglas, with his frosty armor, went forward. With every step he took, his presence grew larger, and when he took the final step towards the seal, he already reached the 10th-tier might. The frost domain was quickly activated, and the sealed area was quickly frozen. Sharp icicles came shooting over towards the rather feeble octopus monster from all directions to kill it in one shot.

Just then, the octopus monster, which had shrunk into a lump after banging into the seal, suddenly started waving its tentacles as its countless eyes suddenly lit up with red light. It turned the icicles flying towards it into ice shavings, while tens of tentacles started making their way towards Douglas. Wherever its tentacles passed through, the frost melted. It actually had no effect on the tentacles at all.

A large aura started looming over Douglas as it growled in a low and horrifying tone.

Douglas was stunned at that moment. His eyes watched emptily as the tentacles went for him.

“He’s hooked too,” Krassu said with a smile. However, he was not flustered at all. He raised his hand, and several rows of fire wall appeared in front of Douglas.

Urien did the same almost at the same time, forming ice walls where the fire walls were.

Boom!

The extreme heat and cold collided to form an explosion. The shattered ice and heat waves caused the tentacles rushing forward to slow down.

Novan raised his hand and pulled Douglas back across empty space, as though an invisible hand had caught Douglas and pulled him backward forcefully before the explosion waves threw him out of the seal’s area.

Multiple tentacles reached out from the ground where Douglas was standing, almost brushing against him.

The tentacles hit the seal, and the octopus monster let out a resentful low howl.

A ball of ice smashed into Douglas’s face, causing him to come back to his senses. He took a few steps back subconsciously with apparent fear written on his face.

Just in that moment, he felt as though his soul was dragged into an abyss, and he had lost control of his body. It felt as though he was facing the starry sky, and even with his thousands of years of experience, he still felt so small.

When he looked at the octopus monster again, there was fear in Douglas’s gaze. He swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice, “His might is way stronger than what we imagined it to be.”

“If killing it had been such an easy thing, we would have done it long ago, and you wouldn’t even have been here.” Krassu pressed his lips together. “Other than its horrifying attack, it can easily bewitch others. And the most important thing is, it also has a very scary healing ability.”

“Its injured tentacles have already completely recovered, and throughout this entire duration, its breath has not weakened,” Louis said with a grave expression.

“The period of its existence might be longer than the history of any race on this continent. Perhaps they are from the ancient period, and even the powerhouses then could only seal them up.” It was also the first time Michael saw the octopus monster attack. Other than being taken aback, he grew increasingly solemn. “The only thing we can do now is to repair the spell formation, and seal it back so that we can buy ourselves more time to kill it.”

“This is no small matter. I’m going back to Dragon Island to bring all the ancient books over,” Louis said in a low tone.

“If there’s also a wall mural underneath your house, I suggest you look for a hidden mechanism. Perhaps the other half of this monster is buried just underneath your butts,” Krassu said with a chuckle.

“This is very likely. If the seal behind that wall mural has started to give way, I’m afraid the situation on Dragon Island would not be looking very optimistic,” Novan told Louis.

“I’ll do a detailed check on my trip back, but I don’t think the situation should be as serious as it is over here. At least there isn’t a case of evil aura leaking out.” Louis nodded and turned to leave.

“Thank you for saving me,” Douglas thanked Krassu and the rest. He glanced at the young lady who was squatting by the spell formation before leaving with Louis.

“The good news is we’ve gotten the dragons’ help. The bad news is, Chaos City is currently still unable to provide more help for repairing the spell formation,” Michael told Krassu and the rest.

“These two pieces of news aren’t of any consolation to us.” Krassu shook his head.

“What kind of help do you still need?” Michael was ready to listen.

“We’re struggling so hard to save the world here, and can only live with roasted hare. What happened to the logistics?” Krassu said with a frown. “With our status and prowess, I don’t think it’s too much to ask for Mamy Restaurant’s food delivery for three meals a day, right?”

“I concur!” Babla, who had been squatting at the side studying the spell formation, raised her hand in agreement.

“I’ve no objections to it.” Novan nodded. After that, he added, “It’s mainly because Krassu’s kebab is really… a little hard to swallow.”

“I want a set of Yangzhou fried rice for lunch.” Urien had already started ordering calmly.

“Alright. List me all your needs. I will send someone to send them to you immediately,” Michael said with a wave of his hand.