Chapter 36: But that’s Clearly a Dragon Hatchling!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The ancient and obscure dragon tongue resounded in the sky above the inner castle.

This language was difficult to pronounce and difficult to understand. It was not designed to allow dragons to communicate with each other.

Dragons were mostly arrogant and they prided themselves in operating alone.

There were very few situations where they would have a need to communicate with other dragons.

Most of the time, the dragon tongue was used to facilitate the recitation of magic.

The dragon tongue was concise and straight to the point, and thus, it was the best language for reciting spells.

Therefore, the incantations that had taken Tahir several proses to finish chanting, would only take Max a few seconds to finish.

Moreover, no humans would be able to understood Max’s chants.

The obscure dragon tongue itself was already so profound that it would leave deep impressions on humans, not to mention that the tongue could not be spoken with the same pronunciation from the thin human throats.

As for a text-based version of the dragon language, it had never been discovered nor been researched before.

Dragons possessed the ability to inherit memories. As such, they did not need books to impart knowledge.

Even since birth, they had already possessed the knowledge of several generations of dragons. Moreover, every time they slept, their strength would also increase.

At this moment, to the humans below, the sounds that were coming off of Max’s mouth were like the chimes of a bell.

As he watched his soldiers get pierced through the heart by lightning one after another.

Ardarian clenched his hands tightly, but he sighed helplessly.

He had no other choice but to follow the whims of the Dragon Hatchling.

He had originally decided that no matter what happened, he would not escape.

He would bear witness to the whole ordeal with his own two eyes.

This was partly to understand the attacks of the Dragon Hatchling.

The spell that the Dragon Hatchling used was the same as what was written in the textbook for fighting against dragons.

The only magic that ordinary Red Dragon Hatchlings could use was the Lightning Arrow of the thunder element.

It was said that it was one of the simpler spells of thunder magic.

Nevertheless, it was still a high wall to overcome for many humans who yearned for magic.

The root cause of this phenomenon was that magic did not originate from humans, but rather, humans had learned it from other creatures.

Only by learning the language of the elves could one have the opportunity to use the magic of the elves.

As for the language of the dragons, humans have made little to no progress on that end.

However, after the first few shots, Ardarian noticed Agatha saying something to the Dragon Hatchling.

Following this, the Dragon Hatchling rose to a higher position.

Then, an even faster and stranger incantation was read out from the Dragon Hatchling’s mouth.

“What… Is that…”

Dark clouds gathered in the sky.

The rolling dark clouds were like a huge windmill that constantly rotated.

At the same time, all sunlight was blocked from entering Longsong Alley, and it felt as if night had descended over the city.

Although Ardarian had never studied magic, he understood its principles somewhat.

The dark clouds meant that there was a storm approaching, and the clouds were filled with an almost endless amount of thunder and water elementals.

In other words, the young dragon was brewing something.

A disaster-level magic would soon befall them.

“Lightning Arrow Rain.”

Max stated the final words in the dragon tongue.

The moment his chant ended, thunder elementals rapidly descended from the sky and came to Max’s side.

They intertwined and formed the shape of a chrysalis.

Then, they rotated and contracted, turning into a thin and long arrow-like shape.

One Lightning Arrow was enough to illuminate half of Max’s body.

As such, the thousands of lightning arrows that lit up Longsong Alley had illuminated the dark clouds, making them look like soft, fluffy cotton balls.

In contrast to the picturesque scene in the air, the scene below was like hell.

Even Max did not expect the power of the Lightning Arrow Rain to be so great.

It was the same Lightning Arrow Rain that Tahir had cast.

However, by using the dragon tongue to cast the spell, its effects were amplified.

Although Max had promised his mother that he would not hold back…

He had never expected the change in languages to affect the power of the spell this much.

At this point, there was no way to explain it to his mother.

Max waved his claws.

Instantly, thousands of lightning arrows shot down.

The boom of thunder surrounded Max. He was momentarily deafened, and he could not hear anything. It was as if he was isolated from the world.

Upon looking back, he noticed that Agatha was watching the scene with great interest. A hint of surprise flashed in her widened eyes.

Pure Red Dragons were not afraid of thunder. Even under the deafening boom of thunder, true Red Dragons would treat the explosion as if it were some kind of sweet melody.

As such, Mia was very happy. She clapped her hands and flew back and forth among the Lightning Arrows, and at times, she would even let the arrows hit her.

She was like a naughty child that ran about in the rain on purpose.

Boom — Boom —

Whenever each lightning arrow made contact with the ground, huge explosions would ensue.

In fact, after the first bolt fell, all the soldiers who had volunteered to die below had died.

The subsequent arrows that struck them had merely deformed them until they were beyond recognition.

Pieces or strips of charred coal danced in the air, and the amount of soot that was generated was immense. By the time the rain of arrows had stopped, a large semi-circular crater had already appeared on the ground.

There was nothing in the pit.

The soldiers, along with the charred remains of the warhorses lying on the ground, had all been vaporized by the high temperature brought by the lightning arrows.

The soldiers who were watching from afar had also suffered many accidental injuries.

Smoke, charred flesh, and pained sobs.

Once all of it had dissipated.

Max spread his wings and said, “This is your punishment.”

Ardarian’s legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

“This is Lightning Arrow Rain.”

“It’s one of the most advanced thunder spells. Only a few humans in history have managed to cast it.”

“Tahir once performed this spell and defeated the enemy’s vanguard.”

“Is this an adult dragon?”

“No, it’s merely a hatchling. How can it cast such a spell?”

Ardarian finally understood.

Agatha need not do anything. Agatha’s child alone was already strong enough to annihilate everyone present.

“Thank you… Lord Dragon Hatchling… for punishing us!”

Ardarian took the lead and bowed to Max.

He knew that he could not, he must not mount any resistance. Otherwise, with Longsong Alley’s current military might, they would be wiped off the map by the Dragon Hatchling.

Moreover, the soldiers who were lucky enough to survive were already scared out of their wits.. They quickly imitated Ardarian and knelt down towards max.

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