Chapter 87 - Dragonflame Like Rain (Request for Collection)
A few days later.
A huge black shadow, once again appearing tens of thousands of meters high in the sky, looked down at everything on the ground, looking at the alert, weary crowd that kept looking up at the sky.
It could not help but reveal a hint of derision.
That's right! That's it, alert! Restless! Tired.
It is only when the nerves are stretched to their tightest moment of collapse that the sweetest of fears is unleashed!
How can the number of mole crickets on the ground, who cannot even see the true dragon high above the sky, be an enemy?
The dragon slowly opens its mouth, inhales, and afterwards gathers a ball of fire, and when everything is complete, spits it out.
The ball of fire began to descend.
40,000 meters ... 30,000 meters ... 20,000 meters ...
Archmage Nanga, who had been looking up from time to time, finally noticed the abnormality and he hurriedly used his wind communication technique to inform all the soldiers of the arrival of the attack.
At the same time, with another Archmage, they flew into the sky!
Their eyes were constantly scanning, trying to find the attacker, but unfortunately, even if they searched for ten kilometres around, they could not see the attacker!
This made them wonder, could it be, that this was really a divine punishment?
If not, how could the attacker have disappeared without a trace the moment he launched his attack?
Instant movement? The distance travelled would not be too far to escape their eyes.
Teleportation? It would also be difficult to accomplish without a full spell formation carved into the ground, as well as fine magical exertion ...
The two archmages were a little confused for a moment.
Rand, on the other hand, who was 50,000 metres up in the air, or fifty kilometres above, was still watching all this with interest.
He saw the limitations of the mole cricket!
Even with the spell that enhanced his vision, it was still, unfortunately, difficult to peer into the true dragon's stance.
Even at this moment, the distance between the two is no longer fifty kilometres as it was at the beginning, but only thirty kilometres ...
But this thirty kilometres is still like a heavenly rift, separating the dragon from the human.
The fireball slowly fell.
It was already only five or six kilometres from the ground.
Almost everyone on the ground saw it, and many of the people were terrified, but others watched the falling ball of fire from the sky with the air of a spectator.
Until it was three or four kilometres away!
BOOM!!!
Several loud and clear cracking sounds rang out.
Several of the huge dragon hunting crossbows that had been placed at various military points in the city suddenly shot out a long, thick arrow that pierced the sky and hit the fireball hard!
Just when everyone thought that this was the end of the matter.
Buzz!!!
With a strange sound, the fireball expanded rapidly and finally exploded in the air!
The terrifying roar was so loud that even those on the ground 2,000 metres away felt their heads buzzing.
All anyone could see was a dazzling ball of light erupting from the sky, followed by the large fireball being penetrated exploding into countless sparks, as if it was the most gorgeous firework in the world, causing people to involuntarily sigh some.
"It's beautiful!"
One of the collers in the street couldn't help but murmur.
"What a heavenly punishment, it doesn't look like much! It's a firework at best! We should thank the attacker! If it weren't for him, how could we have seen such beautiful fireworks?
I swear! These must be the most beautiful fireworks in the country! Not even the princes and princesses have ever seen them!"
Another lordly man, with a crooked smile and a face full of excitement.
"Some of the rich people actually left Ayr in fear earlier and went out for refuge... what a bunch of cowards! They missed out on the most beautiful fireworks!"
The group of lords laughed and talked.
Countless sparks kept falling, a thousand metres, five hundred metres ...
Everyone felt that something was wrong, but still didn't care.
Until the last two hundred metres.
Suddenly someone could not help but ask.
"Why ... haven't these fireworks disappeared? In the past, when we watched fireworks, didn't they always pang and appear with a lot of nice fireworks, and then disappear all of a sudden?"
A very simple sentence, but it instantly sent chills down everyone's spine!
One of the spell casters even shouted with a face full of panic.
"No! Hurry up! Quickly! Keep attacking! Attack those scattered flames! The attack isn't over yet!!!"
The others awoke as if from a dream.
At once, the spellcasters kept casting magic missiles, ice bombs, wind blades, and the hunters kept shooting arrows at the sparks that were falling.
Some of the pedestrians who reacted to the sparks took refuge in some of the houses nearby.
Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!
Spells and arrows hit the falling sparks from time to time, and some of them were scattered, while others continued to fall.
These people, never dreamed that these flames, which were unexpectedly long-lasting, would be difficult to erase.
For they simply did not know that these flames were Rand's Dragon Flames.
Dragonflame, a magical flame, a magical flame that is somewhere between a gas and a liquid.
It is like an enveloping ball of boiling hot water, even if you blast it, it will not dissipate immediately, but will turn into countless droplets and continue to spill out in the surrounding area!
Dragonflame also possessed a similar characteristic.
After being blasted, it likewise scatters down, and it won't be easily extinguished until it meets something with an extremely high ignition point that makes it difficult to sustain!
Snort!
Some of the first tiny dragon flames to fall landed directly on a wooden house.
Snicker, snicker, then the fire began to expand rapidly! The entire house was set ablaze.
It didn't take long for the inhabitants of this house to cough as they ran out the door.
You think this is the end of it?
Of course not!
At this time, other dragon flames seemed to fall like rain, dripping down on top of their bodies.
"Oooh !!!!"
A miserable cry soon resounded throughout the street.
These unlucky people had their skin scorched with a scorched hole directly from the raining dragonflame! Clothes were ignited and turned into a man of fire, wailing and moaning continuously.
Among them, some rampaged and some rolled on the ground, causing great trouble to the others!
"Quick! Put out the fire! Put out the fire! All spellcasters! Use water and ice, and earth spells!"
Someone kept yelling, and some of the spell casters rushed to cast their spells.
Using water, using cold temperatures, and earth, to put out some of the flames.
But they acted too late!
When the fireball exploded, at least half of the homes within a two kilometre diameter were set alight.
The flames were sky-high! The smoke rolled in! The frenzy of the people, the wailing, made the area look like the end of days!
Rumble! Rumble!
At some point, there was a roar in the sky, and when I looked up, there was not a dark cloud in sight ...
The sky was clear and thunderous, disturbing people's hearts and minds.
It wasn't until near the end of the night that the fires were extinguished throughout the area!
According to statistics, this one big group, but a full burn, burned to death two or three hundred people! The loss of property was at least 4,000 to 5,000 gintals!
As if that wasn't enough, it was revealed that a piece of iron had been found that indicated the imminent arrival of a heavenly punishment!
The whole city of Ayr was thus covered with an invisible cloud.
It was so depressing that people could not breathe.
This caused more people to pack up their bags and leave Aire overnight to join their relatives in other cities.