Chapter 192: Ultimate Form (2/2)

Joe glanced at the other Players and their weapons, and then at the Drake that was frightened off every nearby bird and roaring at the skies.

He suddenly felt that his weapon was a toothpick.

He gulped and gingerly asked Edward. “Are we going to fight?”

Edward might have the courage to fight if that thing was a Rookie form like the Barren Giant they encountered before.

But that thing is double their level. Fight it? No, it’s time to run.

Therefore, Edward and the others ran in the same direction behind the Secret Eye Cultists.

The wood elves were startled by the Drake’s appearance as well, and were looking at each other.

Being children of the Forest Goddess, the wood elves have a special attribute that keeps them intimate with nature, and rarely were there any creatures that could ignore that attribute.

Unfortunately, the rampaging Drake was one of them.

Hence, after sharing a quiet but rapid exchange with their eyes, the wood elves picked up Brom Daystar whom Edward and the others had thrown unceremoniously on the dirt but was still bound, and started running behind them as well.

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Meanwhile, the Drake which was just putting up a show with its skyward roar looked down upon it all.

‘Oh, I was just clearing my throat. Why did all my prey run off?’

Hence, feeling upset, it started to chase after everyone.

Being one of the sovereigns of the Trinia Forests, its slow movement was merely a misperception because of its enormous form. The reality was that it was swift in both attack and movement.

However, it usually didn’t have to run—once it unleashed its Dragon Might, it would always find a few petrified wild birds or rabbits nearby.

But for the Drake, it appeared have had enough of fried birds, and wanted something fresh instead like conveyer belt steamboat…

“No, we’re going to get caught if this continues!”

Edward’s face darkened as he watched the Drake come ever closer—as a mage, he was lacking in the agility department.

“It’s fine, as long as we are faster than the elves!” Joe appeared very optimistic and so nonchalant that he was having his familiar spirit poke the buttocks of the Secret Eye cultists with Giant Toe’s, shredding their HP before all else. “We’ll escape when the Drake starts eating the elves!”

“But that thing is native to the Trinia Forests…” Jessica looked worried. “What if it had gotten bored of elves and want a taste of humans?”

Edward turned to find that the Drake was salivating while starting at them and immediately knew that she was right.

He hence turned towards Eleena’s flat chest and asked despite the girl’s unfriendly stare, “…Do you think the Drake would be interested in seafood?”

Meanwhile, Croakatoa felt a mysterious shiver while catching crabs, feeling as if the weather had become a little colder.