Dragon King's Harem Chapter 333. Burn!
"HOW DARE YOU!" Viperax's enraged voice echoed through the forest. His eyes bulged with fury, veins pulsing against his temples.
But I remained unfazed, maintaining my composure.
Ignoring his protests, I turned to Al. With a simple gesture, I signaled for him to provide the evidence he had gathered.
Without a word, Al reached into the hidden pouch within the folds of his cloak, retrieving two small docunts. He placed the docunts in my outstretched hand.
"You better not do anything or it will show your complicity clearly," I declared, my tone laced with an undercurrent of nace.
I knew that Viperax was walking a precarious tightrope. While the evidence against him was damning, it was not yet enough to justify open conflict between our tribes. And so, I chose to play the ga of intimidation.
Unlike the orcs and Minotaurs, Viperax had not yet crossed the threshold into outright warfare. Perhaps he sensed the precariousness of his position. Whatever the reason, I knew that I could not afford to escalate tensions any further.
I carefully perused the docunt, scouring its pages for any trace of incriminating evidence against Viperax or his cohorts.
However, as expected of clandestine military records, the text was shrouded in cryptic language. Each individual ntioned was identified only by code nas. It was a frustratingly familiar scenario.
Despite my efforts, the docunt revealed little about the true extent of Viperax's involvent. While it provided insight into the operation's logistics, including the location of the chanical wings’ warehouse and their intended destination, it stopped short of implicating the lizard king directly.
Once I reached the end of the docunt, a smirk tugged at the corners of my lips. "Oh, very interesting," I remarked, casting a pointed glance in Viperax's direction. "I wonder what's all this for?"
As if anticipating my next move, Al swiftly retrieved a model of chanical wings and placed it in my outstretched hand.
‘Telekinetic’, I called upon my skill. The chanical wings lifted, hovering in the air before as if suspended by an invisible thread. They rotated slowly, revealing every detail of their craftsmanship.
I couldn't help but notice their striking resemblance to the natural wings of a dragon. The intricate webbing between them, and the smooth lines of the joints.
Yet, despite their superficial similarity, there was sothing distinctly unnatural about these wings. I could feel a faint magic emanating from them.
Soone had infused these wings with magic – powerful magic.
"It's very similar to dragon's…" I muttered.
Without a second thought, I summoned my Blazing Orb skill and directed it toward the wings, engulfing them in flas. The tal sizzled and warped under the intense heat, before finally crumbling into pieces that fell to the ground with a clatter.
Once the last embers flickered and died, I turned my gaze back to Viperax. "We should destroy them. We've made the deal, rember?" I stated firmly. We had reached an agreent, and now it was ti for him to uphold his end of the bargain.
“I---” But before Viperax could respond, I cut him off once again, my patience wearing thin. "Magma Typhoon!" I commanded, summoning a swirling vortex of molten lava that erupted from the ground with a deafening roar.
The flas from my Magma Typhoon skill raged fiercely behind , consuming the factory with an insatiable hunger.
The swirling vortex of molten lava danced and twisted, its fiery tendrils penetrating every corner of the building like a colossal dragon swallowing its prey whole. The heat radiated outward, casting an intense glow that illuminated the surrounding area with a fiery orange hue.
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