After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 51 - 31: Transformation Into a Dragon

"Roar!" The dragon let out an angry roar, looking at the ants crowding toward him, flames spilling from between his teeth, intending to resolve all the dragon hunters in one fell swoop.

He was extremely weak now, and standing up was a difficult task. Had it not been for the agonizing pain that shot through him when his wing was cleaved in one stroke, stimulating his mind and temporarily clearing his consciousness, he might not have been able to think logically.

But thanks to that stroke, he had sobered up enough to incinerate all the dragon hunters with a blast of dragon flame.

However, just as he was about to unleash his Dragon Breath, a barbed iron spear suddenly shot out from the distant mountains, striking precisely into his mouth.

"Boom!" The imminent Dragon Breath exploded right inside the dragon’s mouth, the spreading scorching shockwave blasting away the deadly poison fog that surrounded them.

The encircling dragon hunters, as if they had anticipated this, were shielded from the spreading shockwaves by the mercenaries in the front row holding large shields.

Afterward, the mercenaries hidden behind the large shields threw bottles of poison at the dragon once more, submerging the valley in a dense cloud of deadly poison.

A mere breath could instantly be fatal, but for a dragon of such resistance, it was not enough to kill.

Even though he was already on his last breath, his resistance to the poison had waned.

Xi Mu squinted his eyes, watching the dragon impaled by the special spear through the chin, breathing his last. Without hesitation, he turned and ran.

He could not withstand any direct attack from the dragon now. He could break the dragon’s defenses using the Witch of Death’s power, but his strength was insufficient to kill the dragon.

But he did not need to be anxious.

Others would be responsible for depleting the dragon’s strength, and all he had to do was wait for the opportunity to strike the most fatal blow when the time was right.

"Hahaha... To slay the dragon, I could boast for a lifetime!" Accompanied by laughter, a werewolf mercenary wielding dual blades sliced viciously at the dragon’s neck, the tough Dragon Scale instantly cleaved.

"Don’t be careless; it is still a dragon," a burly man loudly reminded as he plunged the greatsword into the ground. Accompanied by an invisible gravitational force converging upon the blade, he pulled it out forcefully.

The ground under the dragon suddenly collapsed, and in the moment the dragon staggered, several formidable mercenaries swarmed in.

These mercenaries, all of a level above sixty, were rare powerhouses in the mercenary world.

"Roar!" Out of anger, the dragon leveraged his powerful body to lash his tail violently, blasting away the poison fog with the fierce wind.

The encircling mercenaries, agile in their movements, dodged the attack and continued to entangle the dragon.

"Just watching from here?" Yasiraqi, wearing a poison mask, stood on the edge of the canyon and asked Xi Mu as he ran to her side.

"If we don’t take action, that group of mercenaries will slay the dragon."

"The closer a beast is to death, the more dangerous it is." Xi Mu shook his head, observing the weak dragon that was barely able to move for an attack.

"Don’t rush in before the dragon loses its last ounce of fighting strength." He looked at the wound he had inflicted on the dragon’s wing and then shifted his gaze to the dragon’s mouth, pierced by the spear.

It might seem like they had the upper hand, but that was merely an illusion.

Yasiraqi nodded at his words, not clamoring to rush in and fight the dragon. She trusted Xi Mu’s judgment.

And soon her trust was validated as the beleaguered dragon, covered in wounds, suddenly stopped retaliating and no longer cared about being attacked.

"Run!" Xi Mu grabbed Yasiraqi’s wrist and turned to flee without hesitation, diving into a large hole they had dug in advance.

As soon as they jumped in, a blazing surge washed over them, with the terrifying heat seeming to vaporize everything. The pit collapsed at that moment, burying Xi Mu and Yasiraqi inside.

Dragons are incredibly dangerous and powerful creatures, able to easily destroy a country, and even when on the brink of death, they retain the ability to strike back.

At Xi Mu’s current level, it’s simply not possible to take on a dragon singlehandedly, even one that is grievously wounded.

However, there are always more solutions than difficulties. As long as he can find enough reinforcements, and make sure he can deliver the fatal blow to the dragon,

he can enjoy the thrill of soaring through the ranks.

A few minutes later.

Xi Mu and Yasiraqi crawled out of the ground, covered in dirt and mud.

"Let’s go, we can truly hunt the dragon now," said Xi Mu, dashing toward the direction of the dragon.

This man... why is he so proficient?

Yasiraqi glanced at the hole, quickly catching up with Ahtal’s footsteps. It was as if the dragon’s retaliation had all been precisely predicted by Ahtal.

Not only did he arrange for the magic cannon to shoot the dragon hunting spear, interrupting the Dragon Breath at a critical moment, but he also accurately predicted the dragon’s dying counterattack and took refuge in the prepared tunnel ahead of time.

Could it be that Ahtal has a powerful Astrologer helping him from behind? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Coming to the canyon,

Xi Mu slowed down, looking at the dying dragon lying on the ground. He gripped the Hunting King’s Greatsword, with black flames coiling around the blade, exuding a terrible sense of danger.

The dragon looked at the approaching silver-clad Knight, its erect pupils cold. He no longer had the capacity to fight back. After releasing his last, desperate strike, he couldn’t even dream of moving his body any longer.

"Human, are you the mastermind behind this?" he asked, but the silver-clad Knight did not respond and approached his neck.

Lifting the greatsword engulfed in black flames.

"Dragon Slayer, I curse you, may you be detested by dragons for life, until you die in Dragon Breath." No sooner had the words fallen, the greatsword ablaze with black flames thrust out, piercing through the dragon’s neck, the gushing blood overwhelming Xi Mu and turning him into a blood-soaked figure.