Chapter 43: Surprised? I Have a Dragon!

  A pale golden light surged from Ange's body.

  After leading the battle and achieving victory, she successfully advao Level 2 Knight and gained a new War Aura skill!

  The Ce Aura increased the morale of all allied units within a 50-meter radius by +2, Strength by +1, and Attack Power by 10%!

  The soldiers felt a ower rising within them, and they shouted for victory, marg forward in unison, charging toward the sver group members behind the hundreds of kobolds!

  Not a single one of them backed down or showed fear!

  They longed for victory to protect their homend and repay the lord!

  The sver professionals all showed strange expressions, then burst into ughter:

  "These guys are so dumb. Do they really think those hundreds of kobolds are just illusions?"

  "They're actually ing straight at us? Do they really have such big guts? Haha, we've already won!"

  "Keep up with the kobolds! As soon as their formation breaks, we’ll charge in!"

  "Everyone else, circle around! Make sure no oo Bay Vilge first; this time we get to choose first!"

  "Haha, I've never killed a noble before, leave this oo me!"

  "Everyone, keep a for the spellcaster, and take him out first!"

  "Charge together!"

  "..."

  Thinking they had victory in the bag, the sver members howled as they charged forward.

  What intrigued Matthew was that these kobolds, resembling upright lizards, didn't attack the sver members. Instead, they ran even faster as they were chased.

  Without hesitation, Matthew observed the kobolds as they entered his 100-meter range, aailed information appeared:

  Name: Guli Jiwa.

  Race: Kobold.

  Css: Level 1 Warrior.

  Talent: None.

  Attributes:

  Strength: 4.

  Agility: 11.

  stitution: 6.

  Intelligence: 4.

  Perception: 7.

  Charisma: 3.

  Specialties: Miniing.

  Weaknesses: Afraid ht light, dislikes sunlight.

  Status: Driven by the aura of a high-level magical creature, in fear...

  Evaluation: In rge numbers, they bee extremely fierce.

  As expected, the kobolds' attributes were unimpressive, even worse than an average adult male.

  However, the evaluation of the kobolds was equally iing.

  As long as they had the advantage in numbers, they could shift from cowardly and scared to vicious and ing!

  Matthew also figured out why the kobolds were being driven by the sver group members, and he felt some admiration for their methods.

  Ihere are clever people in every world who find ways to be themselves.

  Matthew guessed that this wasn't the first time the Bloodhand Sver Group had used these kobold packs.

  These free on fodder, while weak individually, were impressive in numbers.

  When faced with tricky oppos, they were excellent for probing or serving as meat shields.

  As the kobolds drew closer to the soldiers, Matthew could evehe rows of fih in their gaping mouths.

  Good teeth!

  Matthew's gaze passed over the kobolds, fog on Bloodhand Kahn and the other sver members following behind in a wedge-shaped charge formation. A slight smile crept onto his lips.

  Leon adjusted his steps and breathing, his sharp eyes log onto the kobolds charging four or five meters ahead of him. In a split sed, he identified their fatal weaknesses.

  They were everywhere!

  He was fident that he could pierce a kobold's throat, chop off its head, or even disembowel it in an instant.

  However, positioned within the formation, Leoraihis urge.

  His real targets were the roving professionals and rarying to circle around and surround them.

  As for the kobolds in front of him, Leon trusted that Matthew would hahem, for this lord always followed through on his words!

  All the soldiers believed this too!

  Just as the barking kobolds were about to collide with the shield-bearing soldiers,

  A bright silver figure flew down from the sky, apanied by a sharp, clear roar and a terrifying pressure, nding in the midst of the gathered kobolds.

  "Roar...!"

  Though the roar still carried a tramaturity, its tangible majesty sent all the kobolds into instant panic.

  The fear ingrained in their bloodline bheir minds, and they dropped to their knees, not daring to move an inch.

  Only a few of the rger kobolds, with slightly stronger willpower, upon seeing the figure in the sky, willingly k as well, bowing their heads and barking in reverence.

  "A great dragon..."

  "We've finally seen a true dragon...!"

  "We will never run again..."

  "Humble servants, awaiting the arrival of the great aiful dragon..."

  "Great master, we've waited for you for so long!"

  "..."

  Hundreds of kobolds immediately fell to the ground, unwilling to make any other move. Evehe advang soldiers roughly pushed them aside, they either got up quickly or simply colpsed again.

  All the sver group members stared in disbelief at the figure cirg in the sky, their voices trembling with a mix of excitement and fear:

  "A dragon..."

  "A real dragon!"

  Yaya, the young drago, upon dispying her dragon might, was now being treated as a real dragon.

  Matthew paid no mind to the fusion. Seizing the moment when the sver group's morale had crumbled, he raised his staff high:

  "Fireball!"

  A massive fireball whizzed toward the sver group members, who, uhe influence of the dragon's might, had no time to dodge.

  With a thunderous explosion, four or five charred corpses scattered across the ground.

  Only Bloodhand Kahn remaianding in the ter, but the neckce around his neck had cracked, clearly damaged by abs the fireball's force.

  Bloodhand Kahn's bloodshot eyes gred furiously at Matthew behind the soldiers as he stormed forward in a frenzy.

  "Huh? Charging?"

  "Fireball!"

  Matthew's mana surged out as he unched a sed spinning fireball toward the charging Bloodhand Kahn.

  Bloodhand Kahn's face paled under his mask. He roared angrily, dark red battle energy surging out as he raised his rge axe high and struck the ining fireball with all his might.

  Boom!

  The r fmes sent scorg waves of heat, knog several nearby professionals off their feet.

  All the sver group members stared in horror at the ter of the explosion.

  As the searing fmes gradually dissipated, Bloodhand Kahn, now covered in bck burn marks, slowly rose from a half-kneeling position.

  "Ah...!"

  A deep roar erupted from him, and the blood-red battle energy surged violently as Bloodhand Kahn charged forward once again.

  Just then, a dim light struck Bloodhand Kahn's chest, instantly slowing his pace.

  Immediately after, another fireball whizzed toward him!

  "No...!"

  FAL