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Chapter 342 – Crimson Edge (5)
At last, Kai Xiusu turned his gaze toward Klein.
He’d had an uneasy feeling just moments before—like something was watching him from the shadows. Now, at last, he knew the source of that sensation.
The Mage said to be connected to the Tower of Time.
Red Dragon stared at the figure in the blue-black long robe, lowering his head slightly. In his淡金色 pupils, flame-light flickered like embers in a dying fire.
“What are you doing?”
Klein’s expression was one of utter terror. He had never faced an opponent who rendered his prized abilities utterly无效.
“No… I can’t wait any longer. I have to leave!”
His Cloud Light and Calm—his sense of confidence, his certainty of victory—collapsed instantly the moment he heard that sound.
Klein raised his staff, murmuring incantations beneath his breath, unleashing a spellcraft model he had meticulously prepared.
With a violent surge of magical weave, the complex network of arcane circuits flared into existence in midair. Space itself began to curve in rhythmic waves, coalescing into a circular portal.
【Festantilus’s Portal】
But then—Roaring through the air, Red Dragon descended upon him, appearing directly before Klein. His wings, wreathed in fire, tore through the unstable portal like a blade through paper, annihilating it.
“Did I give you permission to leave?”
Kai Xiusu slashed forward with a claw, aiming to seize the Mage just as before.
But at the very moment Red Dragon’s claw reached Klein, a violent spatial distortion erupted around him.
The spell triggered instantly—propelling Klein dozens of meters away, while continuously generating spatial rifts, tearing him free from the bonds of the Prime Material Plane.
It was the legendary Nine-Ring Spell—
【Elminster’s Evasion】
An advanced trigger spell. When a preset condition was met, it automatically transported the caster to a pre-designated location.
Yet Red Dragon’s presence radiated an almost tangible, overwhelming Dragon威—its sheer power constantly disrupting the teleportation spell.
Klein had to divert his focus, using every ounce of concentration to maintain the stability of his spellcraft model.
“Roar!”
With a low, guttural growl, Kai Xiusu spread his wings and surged forward, appearing before Klein in an instant—ready to unleash a devastating anti-magic beam.
Panicked, Klein fumbled in his robes and pulled out a golden pocket watch. With gritted teeth, he pressed the button.
Click.
The wind vanished. Dust hung frozen in midair. The rushing river stilled, its waters suspended like glass.
Everything in front of him seemed frozen in time—except for the Red Dragon, moving forward at a speed so slow it was nearly imperceptible to the naked eye.
【Time Stop】
This spell didn’t halt time across the entire world. Instead, it altered the flow of time around the caster, accelerating their own actions to near-instantaneous speed.
“Truly terrifying… a Dragon,” Klein muttered, wiping sweat from his brow, then carefully stowing the golden pocket watch.
In the face of such a foe, he dared not relax, nor waste a single second. He raised his staff and began chanting.
The space around him warped. His form blurred, becoming translucent.
Through the Astral Conduit, he would flee to the safest place he could imagine—the Outlands: a unique, neutral demiplane nestled between all the Outer Planes, a sanctuary for negotiation and exile.
But in the Prime Material Plane, Kai Xiusu only saw Klein vanish in an instant—leaving behind lingering traces of magic.
“Time Stop?”
“Damned Mage.”
Red Dragon muttered under his breath, a flicker of annoyance in his voice. He hated that feeling—the disorientation, the loss of control.
He closed his eyes.
Heaven’s Judgment Dragon Eye flared with power, granting him a fleeting glimpse into fragments of the past… and shadows of the future.
Though Kai Xiusu couldn’t read the spatial coordinates of the spell, he didn’t need to. With the Dragon Eye’s vision, he could track the Mage’s movements through time and space.
“I’ll catch you.”
“The duck’s already at my doorstep. How could you possibly run?”
With sheer willpower, Kai Xiusu warped reality itself, tearing open a rift in space with brutal, unrefined force—then plunged through after him.
This was the Sorcerer’s I Think Power—not precise, not logical like a Mage’s spellwork, but raw, direct, and brutally effective.
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Stellar Realm.
“Whew… truly terrifying Dragon,” Klein sighed in relief, leaning against the edge of the Stellar Pool. He exhaled, silently thanking fate for escaping the Red Dragon’s grasp.
But then—without warning—the space around him twisted violently.
A rift of searing, roaring fire split open in the air. From within it, Red Dragon’s massive form burst forth.
Kai Xiusu lowered his head, spreading his vast wings wide. The shadow they cast swallowed Klein whole.
“Persistent little Mage,” the Dragon rumbled. “Don’t you know the most basic etiquette?”
“Who,” he growled, “gave you permission to flee?”
Klein’s face turned ashen. Beads of sweat poured down his forehead.
“No… no…”
He collapsed to the ground, scrambling backward on all fours, utterly humiliated.
The legendary gear 【Time Pocket Watch】 had been used up. All his tricks—his spells, his defenses—were useless against this Dragon.
Perhaps Klein’s life was now at its end.
A Mage from the Tower of Time, one who had spent lifetimes peering into his own future, never imagined his story would end in some forgotten corner of the Northern Regions—on a simple dragon-slaying mission.
He had stared into the future countless times… but never imagined this.
Red Dragon advanced slowly. He wasn’t in a hurry.
He was waiting.
For something.
As Klein shut his eyes in despair, a soft, naive voice broke the silence.
“King Kai Xiusu… I beg you, show mercy.”
Red Dragon’s eyes narrowed.
She’s here.
A new Dragon stepped from the void—materializing behind Klein.
Its scales shimmered with a silvery-gray sheen, clinging tightly to a sleek, elegant body. No humps, no ridges—perfectly smooth. Its horns were still small, newly formed.
But the most terrifying thing?
The creature’s proportions and development suggested it was still a hatchling. Yet it stood over twenty meters long—far larger than any ordinary Dragon could ever grow.
“Ah,” Kai Xiusu said, recognizing the being. “A Chrono Dragon.”
The Chrono Dragon—the most powerful of all legendary Dragon species. The true guardian behind the sacred Power known as the Tower of Time.
These graceful beings wielded the power to control past, present, and future. They were the only non-divine Dragons to possess true Immortality.
In the previous timeline, the Tower of Time was a mystery—eternally drifting through the river of time, subtly guiding the course of history.
Even the most knowledgeable players, the high-level Time Mages, only scratched the surface. They never reached the inner sanctum.
“You… you’ve come,” Klein cried, eyes wide with desperate hope. “Please—save me! Take me away!”
“I knew it! I knew the Tower of Time wouldn’t abandon me!”
He pleaded desperately.
But the young Chrono Dragon ignored him completely.
Instead, it inclined its head toward Red Dragon—a gesture both respectful and dignified, neither subservient nor arrogant.
“Again, we meet,” it said. Or perhaps…
“First time meeting, King Kai Xiusu.”
“Talin Akmonde greets you. And brings the goodwill of the Tower of Time.”
(End of Chapter)
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