Breeding Dragons From Today

Hewlett covered his broken hand. His head was covered in a cold sweat due to the excruciating pain, but his face revealed a trace of joy.

"He broke through just like that?"

The others were initially surprised, but the tip of their swords became incredulous and almost dull.

Could a mage also break through in battle?!

Sure enough, even after living for decades, he still could not understand this world.

However, Joelson was not at ease at all.

Facing the mysterious and powerful saint-level Necromancer, he could only choose to "Level up".

Tier 9.

He had finally advanced to tier 9.

Joelson was only seventeen years old this year!

If this news were to spread, it might scare a bunch of people.

"Meteor shower!"

Joelson immediately cast his first spell after advancing to tier 9.

Level-6 meteor shower, tier 9 meteor shower.

It summoned a meteor fragment that fell from the sky.

A few dazzling lights lit up in the pitch-black night sky and quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it flew in front of him.

It was a meteor fireball that was burning intensely.

"Tier 9! Joelson has really advanced to tier 9!"

Everyone recognized this spell and shouted excitedly.

The green flames in Frederick's eyes flickered, and he was a little surprised.

He seemed to have no time to react before he was completely submerged by dozens of huge fireballs.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A fierce explosion sounded, and the ground under his feet trembled.

The hot wind blew so hard that everyone on the field could not open their eyes.

The Akenshi tribesmen knelt on the ground in fear, looked at Joelson in awe and worship, and shouted strange words.

"What are they shouting?"

Darlene could not help but ask Hewlett.

Hewlett was holding his broken hand and trying to recover under the healing spell of the priest, Kath. He smiled bitterly and said, "It probably means a God, a savior, or something like that."

A Tier-9 mage could easily control the power of heaven and earth.

In the eyes of the Akenshi tribesmen, it was indeed a bit like a god.

However, the expression on Joelson's face became more and more serious. He waited until the flames and the smoke from the explosion had reached zone three.

He sighed softly and said, "As expected, it still doesn't work."

His level-9 meteor shower spell, even a saint-level wouldn't dare to take it head-on.

However, Frederick used some strange method. It was completely undamaged as if he wasn't affected at all.

"Is that all you have?"

Frederick yawned. His eyes, which were floating with strange green flames, stared at Joelson and said with admiration, "Your body is still full of the smell of youth. What an amazing talent."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly changed his tone and became very sinister and cruel. "It just so happens that my favorite thing is to torture and kill geniuses with extraordinary talents like you. Extinguishing the flames that could have become the sun is really very pleasant."

There was no expression on Joelson's face. He did not take Frederick's threat to heart at all.

He was thinking, if he summoned the steel dragon, what were the chances of winning against Frederick together?

It seemed to be a little strenuous.

A Necromancer who had lived for thousands of years had countless strange tricks up his sleeves. Moreover, there was a huge gap between them, which seemed to be insurmountable.

Could it be that he had abandoned everyone here and escaped by himself?

Joelson was absolutely confident that he would be able to escape safely. Even if Frederick was a saint-level mage, there was no way that he would be able to stop him.

Just as Joelson was hesitating, his expression suddenly changed. Huge excitement and joy shot out from his eyes.

"Hewlett!" Joelson hurriedly shouted.

"Ah?!"

Hewlett was stunned, unable to react.

"Buy me a few minutes, I'll be back soon."

Joelson turned his head, pointed at Frederick, and said calmly and confidently, "Get rid of this pair of ugly skeletons."

Hewlett subconsciously nodded and said, "Oh, okay."

Frederick burst out laughing at Joelson's words.

"Kid, are you kidding me? Huh?!"

Halfway through his words, Frederick suddenly showed a very surprised expression.

Joelson disappeared?!

Just like that, he disappeared into the air without any warning.

Even his spiritual power as a saint-level mage didn't notice when he disappeared? Where was he hiding?

"Damn it!" Frederick cursed in a low voice, looking a little angry.

Instead, he directed his anger at the dull members of the mercenary group and the Akenshi people on the field.

"Your saviour has abandoned you all. Give me your souls!"

"Okay."

Frederick's words were interrupted again.

The people on the field were dumbfounded again.

Joelson reappeared.

He was still in the same place, not moving at all.

The moment he disappeared just now was like a dream.

"It's faster than I thought," Joelson said to himself in a relaxed manner.

He had completely changed his appearance compared to before. His expression was relaxed and happy.

He did not take the threat of the angry saint-level Necromancer Frederick to heart at all.

"Damn that guy!"

Fredrick did not want to threaten him anymore. He only wanted to get rid of this strange kid, Joelson, as soon as possible.

The eye sockets of the undead bone dragon emitted a green light. It was eerie and terrifying. It let out a strange low roar and set off a hurricane that quickly charged toward Joelson.

The aura of the saint-level undead bone dragon made everyone feel as if they were suffocating.

However, Joelson pretended not to see the horror that was coming at him. He looked at Frederick indifferently.

In the next moment.

The swift figure of the undead bone dragon seemed to have crashed into a hard wall.

Invisible void.

Crack!

The crisp sound of bones breaking.

The undead bone dragon stopped and was pushed back bit by bit by an even more powerful force.

Everyone stared blankly at that spot in the void.

An indescribably terrifying explosive aura erupted from the void like countless volcanoes erupting at the same time.

The blazing airflow blew away the gloomy aura of the undead above everyone's heads, revealing the bright starry sky behind them.

A red dragon.

Drilled out.

Everyone had never seen such a terrifying dragon before.

Its body was nearly five times larger than the undead skeleton dragon beneath Frederick.

It might have some relation to the bone of the undead bone dragon, but the difference was too great.

Its aura was explosive and hot, like a moving active volcano.

Its entire body was burning with golden-red flames, as if it was covered in a layer of gorgeous armor, appearing luxurious and ferocious.

When it entrenched itself in the night sky, everyone's breathing stopped. An indescribable feeling of oppression rose in their hearts as if just looking at this terrifying legendary creature would cause their blood to freeze.

Joelson looked at the dragon's back, his eyes blossoming with a strange gaze.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a slight smile.

Du Lu, you're back!