Chapter 463

Chapter 463

The Great Ancient Wizard finds a DoYoSe and Shells (2)
What was the most important thing about this Dragon firework show? There were many essential requirements such as controlling the situation, inducing bait, opening, ignition, maintenance, closing, and so on, but the purpose of this operation should never be forgotten. The purpose was, of course, the experience of catching dragons. He never intended to yield it to those dragons!
“We’re not dead, right? All right, the Succubae are doing great.”
A dragon eventually crashed to the ground because it couldn’t hold out amid the fierce battle. Among the dragons, the Green Dragon was one of the weakest, and they were focused on hitting each other without paying attention to the fallen dragon. Why was that?
It was because the mental magic of the Succubus was working on them. The high-level mental magic of controlling the dragons’ thoughts or inducing action could never work. Still, it could be successful with commands such as “you do not have to take other lives” and “do not pay attention to dragons that have already fallen.” Of course, that was also a suggestion that Maybell could use only if she possessed an armament and gathered all the Succubae.
“But if you leave a fallen dragon out there in such a chaotic situation, it’ll soon be beaten to death by blind magic.”
[Yes, it looks like it’s about to run out of breath.]
“That’s why I called in the kids I’ve prepared.”
[What? …Kids?]
Evan opened the door to Necklace World. In it, three little witches who were waiting in advance popped out one after another.
[Zero, you…]
“That’s right. Their experience will be formed through this”
[…]
Fayna was blinded by such overwhelming favoritism. The little witches were frightened by her reaction, but Evan remained indifferent.
“God, I don’t know if we can acquire this opportunity…”
“It’s okay. We can’t use those kids who can only attack close-range.”
The humans who can only attack close-range were still working hard on dungeon hit-and-runs. No matter how hard they worked from now on, even if their level grew by cutting the dragon’s throat, the possibility of fighting against the Devil in the final match converged to zero. Therefore, it was enough for them to grow to the level where they could deal with the Demons—possibly to the level where they could prevent the well-known demons.
However, the witch kids here were different. These children had the potential to use unique magic at this point. If they grew their level of existence with tremendous experience, there was a possibility of hurting the Devil!
‘They don’t have to do damage; they can help solve the situation with all, it’s best to focus on raising them.’
Evan armed the little witches with artifacts to boost their power and ordered them to target and attack the fallen Green Dragon. Sharay and Naz still seemed hesitant, but Arpa knew Evan’s will was firm, so she was ready to attack the dragon.
“Should I shoot like this, god Oppa?”
“Oops.”
“Me, me, too…”
Then, Sharay and Naz also lifted their attack artifacts unwilling to linger behind Arpa. Evan grinned and gave them a signal.
“Yes, now!”
“Huh!”
Sharay, Naz, and Arpa simultaneously fired. Their magic was insignificant and weak compared to the magic emitted by dragons at the scene of that great scuffle, so it wasn’t even recognizable. Thanks to this, it was possible to go in a straight line without any magical interference and cut off the last string that had been holding the Green Dragon alive.
“Ah!”
Sharay was the first to fall to the ground with a scream.
“Oh, god Oppa…?”
“…!”
Arpa then grabbed her chest while looking at Evan, asking for help, and Naz frowned slightly as she tried to hold back her groan. But there was no way Evan could help. He only gently swept their heads and backs.
“Whoa.”
“Hahk…!”
It was going to be complicated. How great must the level jump be for such low levels to last hit a dragon!? Depending on how much the level of existence rose at once, there could be immediate changes. The little witches would now be feeling the intensity and joy of the moment of their new birth, undergoing physical improvements and amplified magic.
[There’s a scene in human history that you’ll never see again…]
In particular, there were other reasons why the girls’ level-up was dramatic. In the world of the Yo-Ma Great War, monsters’ experiences were entirely unreasonable structures in which more than half of the people who hit the last hit, regardless of their contribution, would receive some. In addition to this, less than half of the other half was divided in order of contribution, and the problem was this situation.
This was where dragons fought against dragons. Blind Dragon’s Breath and magic exchanged, and the damage of the dragon’s land war was woven like a spider’s web as it spread over them all. The rule that applied to this battlefield was that the contribution wasn’t set one by one. All intermediate processes were omitted until the death of the individual.
If this continues and only one person is left on the battlefield, the winner would monopolize all the experience. Just like a poisonous insect sticking out at the end of a jar, the last person to suck all the experience will be the only one to leave a record. To sum up, there was no process of experience distribution until the green Dragon died, and the experience flowed into the three sisters who killed it.
“Wow, I feel numb…”
“And the grace of god…ahhhhhhh….”
“…Sister Sharay, calm down.”
The three little witch sisters expressed admiration in their way. It was impressive to see Naz’s calmness stopping Sharay from trying to climb the stairs that she shouldn’t climb. As expected, the witches who were Belois’s ancestors were no different. No, it wasn’t determined yet.
“How can you be so strong…!?”
“Don’t be lazy in studying magic if you don’t want to hear that you’re weaker.”
“I see!”
“And be prepared to fire magic again at any time. This is just a prelude.”
After a short speech like a kind-hearted principal, Evan looked back at the battlefield. The Dragons were still fighting passionately as if they had no idea that their kind had been killed by humans.
―You can’t stop us! Will we give our land to the invaders of this world who have crawled out from the Demon Realm?!
―No, never! Their graves will be here!
[My kind, will you allow them to call themselves dragons?]
[No, never! In this world, or all dimensions, the only dragons that will remain are us!]
The Dragons were so excited now that they didn’t even notice what they were saying to each other. Evan clapped his hands.
“Hey, you guys have fun.”
[The dragons that I couldn’t even touch are eating away at each other’s flesh. Ha, haha…is this what joy is, Zero?]
Even Fayna was in a fun mood. But that seemed a little too much. Evan shook in amazement at Fayna’s eyes.
“Don’t go too far… come back to yourself, Fayna.”
[I’m sorry. But…whoo-hoo.]
“…”
In the early days, there may have been a way to correct it. No, not Fayna’s mental state but the war of the dragons. No matter how arrogant dragons were, they couldn’t have known that this clash would be cutting away at their flesh. However, there was no way for the dragons to stop themselves now that each other’s purpose was explicitly revealed and one dragon had already died.
Now, they had no choice but to fight and fight until either side saw the end. If a dragon escaped, they would be shot by proud allies, rather than by enemies.
“I want to get the body of the dragon out of here…”
And Evan looked at the scene, which was becoming increasingly chaotic, and was worried that the body of the hot Green Dragon might be damaged.
[I’ll put up a hallucination spell, Master.]
“What?”
It was then that a communication flew in from Maybell.
[Originally, it would’ve been impossible, but I think it’s possible because all the dragons aren’t in good condition. I’ll put light hallucinations all over the battlefield, and all you have to do is figure out a way to get the body out!]
“If I don’t have to worry about the eyes of the other dragons, it’s simple! Maybell, I love you.”
[I love you, too. Mwah!]
Maybell’s spirit, which had just declared that she would dare to use hallucination magic against dragons, was true. Of course, seeing them attacking each other with such silly lines made Evan wonder if they were the dragons spoken of in legend, but the important thing was their experience, and…
[What would you think if the gods saw this?]
“The only priest of merit is on our side, and we have nothing to worry about on that front.”
[Oh, my, how did you…]
In the meantime, a second victim was born. Evan instructed the little witches to hit the dying dragon and then pulled the corpses through the gate and sent them to the Mother Forest.
“The experience of slaughtering dragons would be a great asset for the dwarves.”
There were so many dragons to kill in the past that Evan didn’t have enough time to slaughter them one by one, so this was good.
One more dragon could be seen falling. However, the fireworks were just beginning.