Six-Armed Serpent Demon

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“They’ll have to pay the dock rental fee and a fine to get a boat to pick up those soldiers.”

The bear goblin hurriedly nodded and bowed, giving the orders.

After a while, he returned with an indescribable expression.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency," said the goblin Maui, "the other side is signaling, asking what the fine is for..."

"Illegal street vending."

Ivy-Beate said irritably, "It's hard to be brainless like Ellen Otucan, but at least you have to be good at being foul-mouthed. You've delayed so many merchant ships from doing business, and you still have the nerve to ask me questions? Tell them that if they keep talking so much nonsense, I'll send the Casta City Management Team to enforce the law and confiscate all their business tools."

Chapter 183 Dungeon War

Ivy-Beate dumped all the surrender-related matters on the goblin Maui, only sending two bronze dragon paladins to supervise, before turning back to the governor's mansion.

The two bronze dragon paladins were both puzzled and furious. They were puzzled because Ellen Otukan, who always loved to show off, hadn't joined in the fun this time and said anything sarcastic. They were furious because they felt their status should be above that of the bear goblins.

But as bronze dragon paladins, they had to obey their superiors unconditionally, so despite their complaints, they didn't say a word.

However, it wasn't until they carried out the "Iren-Otukan" order that they realized the truth and were filled with admiration for the governor's wisdom.

It turns out the governor didn't need to say anything at all.

When the golden dragon priest guarding the dock saw that the person he had surrendered to was just a lowly bear goblin, he was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and his grief-stricken roars echoed almost all the way from the dock to the governor's mansion.

Both bronze dragon paladins couldn't help but feel sorry for their enemy: a noble servant of the great dragon king, bowing and scraping before a goblin... The two bronze dragon paladins thought to themselves that if they were in that situation, they would have to die for their cause.

No wonder the governor requested that everything be kept simple and didn't mention any surrender ceremony. If a grand ceremony were held for this, the Golden Dragon priest would have no choice but to commit suicide.

However, the Golden Dragon Priest's deputy, the Golden Dragon Holy Warrior, remained very calm. Although his dragon eyes were bloodshot with anger, he still didn't say anything.

As for the three gunboats patrolling the open sea, they sailed away immediately.

The fine for "illegally occupying the road for business" was too high, and they couldn't raise the amount with their remaining three boats, so they had to go back and report to Jinlong.

"What? Without permission from the General Staff?!"

Golden Catfish glared at his captain, his lips twitching and his eight whiskers trembling uncontrollably. "Do you know this is unauthorized military action? You cowardly little fool, how dare you threaten this old man into going to a military court?"

It turns out that the mastermind behind this attack was not the command of the Golden Dragon City-State at all, but a newly emerging group of young hawks from the Golden Dragon race.

This group of people came from distinguished families and had only recently become captains. Eager to make a name for themselves on the high seas and elevate their status within the city-state, they formed a "Captains' Club." The club was headed by the captains of the Dragon's Might and the Golden Eye.

Including the captain of the Golden Catfish, all seven captains of the gunboats dispatched this time were members of this club.

"How could we have known things would turn out this way? Everything should have been going so smoothly."

The young captain of the Golden Dragon ship lamented.

“Kalah analyzed it for us,” Kara, the captain of the Golden Eye, said, “There are three advantages to doing this. First, it will prove ourselves; second, we analyzed that the enemy in Black Sail Town is not strong, so we can practice with small-scale battles; third, taking this island will allow us to control the surrounding trade routes and increase revenue, thus giving us a reason to persuade the command to continue military operations abroad—”

"Stop, don't say anymore."

Golden Catfish interrupted him, shaking his head and sighing, "It's a good thing you're not my son, Captain, or you would have really driven me crazy."

But the captain of the Golden Dragon was furious.

"This is the only way to make our city-state great again!"

He exclaimed, “Our city-state has been caught between the forces of the Bronze Dragon and the Red Dragon for far too long! Now that the power of the Red Dragon Lord in the north is crumbling, it’s the perfect opportunity for us to expand our territory! Our voice has been growing louder in the city-state these past few months, and more and more people share this view! But the command’s foreign policy is too conservative; we simply want to be the first to act…”

The golden catfish sneered: "So, did you win?"

Captain Jinlong was speechless after being choked by his words.

"Taking the initiative sounds nice, but it's really just a plan to act first and ask questions later, then kidnap the entire city-state to clean up your mess," the old boatswain said coldly, his hand on the hilt of his sword. "Do you know why I'm still just a boatswain? Because I've slaughtered too many of these bastards over the centuries."

Captain Jinlong felt a chill run down his spine.

Previously, Old Jin's gaze towards him was at most one of dissatisfaction with the younger generation, but the murderous intent he now exuded chilled him to the bone.

The old bosun did not draw his sickle sword in the end; instead, he spat a large amount of phlegm onto the deck.

Before turning to leave, the Golden Catfish said disdainfully, "When you get back, you can explain it to the command yourself, esteemed Captain. Don't forget to coordinate with those other two lads, but don't expect me to cover for you. If they ask me, I'll tell the truth."

The young captain trembled slightly, perhaps from fear, or perhaps from anger.

He stood there blankly for a moment, then yelled at the old boatswain's retreating back, "If we had won, you wouldn't have said that!"

The golden catfish didn't even turn its head.

He couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on idiots.

At this very moment, an uninvited guest arrived in the underground city beneath the Governor's Mansion.

Faced with the endless sea of ​​corpses in the morgue, the dwarf Sonnetto stared wide-eyed, completely unable to imagine what kind of place this was.

While the hooded figures clashed with the unshakeable steel army at the docks, only the dwarf noticed the pursuing Casta lizardmen army from behind.

Clearly, his plan had failed, and everyone was destined to die here.

Having come to terms with the despairing reality, the dwarf conceived a crazy idea.

—Let's do it! Revenge! Sneak back to the governor's mansion and kill them all. That damned bronze dragon governor, that damned goblin, everyone deserves to die!

So, taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, the dwarf Sonnetor used "Shadowwalking" to travel along the passage of shadow matter, traversing the boundary between the shadow and the material plane, and rushing towards the governor's mansion.

However, using the "Shadow Travel Technique" to travel long distances will cause a minor problem.

Because the boundary between the two planes is very blurry, the farther a person travels in between, the less accurate it becomes to pinpoint their destination. So when the Shadow Mage used "Shadow Movement" to arrive at the governor's mansion as he had envisioned, he had no idea that he had arrived in an underground city hundreds of feet below the governor's mansion.

The dwarf Sonnetto felt cold all over and his eyes were fixed.

Not far ahead, the bronze dragon paladin, Iren-Otukan, stood silently in the chill, his face filled with shock and fear, a glaring centipede-like line encircling his neck. The dwarf even noticed that the governor's neck wasn't perfectly aligned before being stitched up; it was slightly misaligned.

Just then, a huge claw crept out from behind the dwarf.

Raphael, the dinosaur, hooked both claws around the dwarf's small body and neck, bending them forcefully. However, it heard neither the sound of its enemy's bones and tendons snapping, nor felt the weight of its claws gripping its enemy.

Before the Shadow Mage's "Shadow Movement Technique" was finished, the dwarf transformed himself into a shadow the instant he was caught and fled far away.

The moment he saw the Deinonychus, the dwarf Sonnetto burst into laughter.

His efforts hadn't been in vain; he'd discovered that Ivy Beate had a powerful, monstrous servant named Deinonychus, who had even killed Marius, a legendary warrior among the Casta Lizardmen. However, he hadn't been able to find where the Deinonychus had gone. Recently, the Bronze Dragon Paladins had arrived on the island to seize power, and he'd fully expected a conflict, but nothing had happened.

Now the dwarf has guessed the truth.

That Ivy Beatrice who wiped out Blacksail Town is truly ruthless. She actually assassinated Governor Iren Ottokan, had someone impersonate him, and regained control of the island. Not only that, she even left the governor's corpse here to admire... Isn't that woman a psychopath?

As the Devilclaw monster lunged again, a spark of fire erupted from the dwarf Sonnetor's fingertips. The next second, a blinding flash illuminated the darkness.

The dwarf was well aware of the Deinonychus's poor eyesight and its weakness to light.

"Assassination and transformation, your mistress really has a good idea," he chuckled. "Now I can be a governor too."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed.

The green light of the "Dimensional Anchor" enveloped the Shadow Mage, causing the "Shadow Walk" spell to become unusable, and the dwarf's body was repelled from the edge of the shadows back into the real world.

The dwarf looked like he'd seen a ghost; this dinosaur was carrying a magical item that could block teleportation!

Under the bright light, the dwarf Sonnetto could see clearly.

The armored Deinonychus was charging at him without stopping, seemingly unaffected by the bright light. Its vulture-like head was adorned with a pair of obsidian sunglasses.

Author's Note: I was unwell a few days ago, sorry everyone. I will resume daily updates starting today.

Chapter 184 Fleeing

When Ivy Beatrice chose Raphael, the Devil Claw monster, to be the guardian of her morgue dungeon, she considered the possibility of someone accidentally teleporting in.

But she never expected this day to come so soon. A dwarf who used the "Shadow Movement Technique" but went astray accidentally discovered her secret.

Fortunately, during this time, Ivy Beatrice had hired someone in Georg to make a pair of steel claws for Raphael, the Terrorclaw Monster, specifically to deal with such thieves who abuse teleportation magic.

These claws possess a magical attribute called "Binding." When Raphael, the Terrorclaw, dons these claws, any enemy touched by them will be unable to move across dimensions for the next few minutes, as if struck by a "Dimensional Anchor" spell. However, this magical effect can only be used twice per day.

The dwarf tried to remove the magical effect of the "Dimensional Anchor" from himself, but before he could do anything, Raphael the Terrorclaw charged at him in a frenzy!

The dwarf immediately cast an "invisibility spell," and his entire body seemed to dissolve into the air, disappearing without a trace.

However, the Deinonychus swung its claws forcefully towards the open space beside it. The resulting gust of wind grazed the dwarf's right ear, nearly splitting his skull open!

Blood flowed from the Shadow Mage's right ear canal.

The dwarf Sonnetto was terrified.

At this moment, he was in excruciating pain in his right ear and felt dizzy—his eardrum had ruptured!

The sheer wind pressure generated by the claws sweeping past was enough to rupture his eardrums! Damn it, what did this Deinonychus eat to grow up like that? Was it born with superhuman strength?!

The Devilclaw monster aimed at the dwarf's head and delivered another vicious claw strike.

The dwarf covered his right ear and rolled on the ground, only then realizing a more important problem.

—This guy actually ignored his "invisibility"!

The Devilclaw's claws swung out again.

The dwarf scrambled and rolled, narrowly escaping another attack. Then he felt a chill run down his spine. His clothes had been caught on the back of a grappling hook, torn open with a large gash.

Before he could fully get up, Raphael the Devil Claw charged at him again!

With a determined look, the Shadow Mage activated his magic ring and unleashed the ninth-circle arcane spell "Shadow Slayer," stored within the ring, at the charging Terrorclaw monster.

The dwarf's heart is bleeding.

The spell within the ring is the gnome's trump card. This ring is a family heirloom, and the gnome's own spellcasting abilities are insufficient to cast it. Once the spell is used, it's gone. Moreover, "Shadow Slayer" is a powerful area-of-effect spell capable of eliminating dozens of enemies at once; using it on a single Terrorclaw monster would be overkill.

But the dwarf had no other choice but to get rid of this damned dinosaur as quickly as possible.

This magic can manipulate the subconscious fears of numerous targets, shaping them into visible phantom illusions—the most terrifying creatures the target can imagine. Only the target can see these phantom creatures attacking them; the caster can only see a blurry, shadowy shape. If the target cannot distinguish the phantom creature from the illusion, they may die of fear. Even if they survive, they will suffer psychological trauma, falling into a state of mental blankness from shock.

As the magic took shape, a blurry shadow appeared out of thin air in front of the Shadow Mage, flying head-on towards the Terrorclaw monster that was rushing straight towards him.

The next second, the dwarf Sonnetto stared in disbelief as the Deinonychus wearing obsidian glasses brazenly charged right up to him, completely ignoring the Shadow Killer.

The Shadow Master's hair stood on end, and he took off running as fast as he could.

He suddenly realized he had done something stupid.

These underground monsters, living in a lightless environment, are extremely nearsighted and photophobic. Like bats, they locate and track enemies by emitting and capturing high-frequency sound waves.

The dwarf seriously suspected that the creature behind him hadn't even seen his "Shadow Killer" spell. His earlier simulations of "Flash Dust" and "Invisibility" hadn't worked; perhaps he'd made that mistake. Maybe this dinosaur with the obsidian glasses was actually blind!

He inwardly groaned: illusions were useless against an enemy like this. Visual illusions were useless against this creature; even if he could create false sounds through illusions, they wouldn't fool the Terrorclaw. This creature located enemies by detecting high-frequency sound waves. He couldn't hear high-frequency sound waves at all, let alone replicate them with illusions.

Worst of all, as a shadow magician, the spells he prepared were mostly illusions.

The dwarf Sonnetto began to run at full speed along the tunnel.

Fortunately, the passageways of this underground morgue are all in circles, so I won't be cornered.

—It's okay, the situation is still under my control.

The dwarf Soneto thought of a strategy as he ran.

The Deinonychus has a tough carapace, like a heavily armored warrior, making it almost impervious to blades and spears. However, this carapace also slows them down; Deinonychus are generally quite slow.

—As long as you create some distance from the guy behind you, and then cast a spell to remove the "dimensional anchor," it will be easy to either attack him or escape.

—The advantage is on my side… Holy crap?

The Shadow Mage ran at full speed, drenched in sweat and parched, feeling like his lungs were about to explode. But when he turned around, he saw the enormous figure of the Terrorclaw Monster and the head of the vulture wearing sunglasses. They were only a claw's width apart from him.

The dwarf screamed, "How the hell is this possible?!"

He could only grit his teeth and keep running, but no matter what happened, the Direclaw Raphael always stayed close behind him, giving the gnome no chance to cast spells—the gnome could never have imagined that this Direclaw was a swift and agile barbarian, whose movement speed was much faster than other Direclaws.

Ivy Beat also equipped Raphael, the Devil Claw Monster, with a pair of bracelets that instantly increased his movement speed. Although the number of times he could use them each day was limited, it was enough as long as he could use them in the crucial moments.

For example, like now.

The Devil Claw's body blurred slightly, and it suddenly appeared beside the Shadow Mage.

The dwarf Sonnet could only watch in shock as the Devilclaw's claws descended upon his head.

But the moment the claws struck, the dwarf vanished.

The long chase finally paid off; the magical attribute "Oath Bind" struck once, interrupting the interdimensional teleportation timer.

Chapter 185 The Republic of Dukin

Ivy Beatrice learned several days later that her home had been raided by the dwarfs.

This is because Medusa's sister Steo encountered an emergency and urgently requested help from Ivy-Beate through the communication crystal ball.

Ivy Beatrice had previously failed to save Gurulos, who had asked her for help, so this time, upon receiving the distress signal, she immediately abandoned everything and teleported to the vicinity of the communication crystal ball in her strongest six-armed serpent demon form.