I Received System to Become Dragonborn

When Aurdis finished reading the spell in the leather-bound book, the two halves of the sphere emitted a fairly bright white light.

"(Do we still have to drain our Magic energy, sir)?" One of the Mages asked in a weak voice. His face and the face of the other Mage also looked, even more, paler than before.

Saeldir answered by shaking his head. For now, he alone would be sufficient to maintain this sphere. The two Elf Mage looked so pale that Saeldir felt they could collapse at any moment.

The two Elf Mages immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as the two of them were relieved of their duties, they immediately fell to the ground. They didn't even have time to go to a better place to rest.

Saeldir's condition wasn't better than the two of them. But as a leader, he would not allow his men to suffer too much.

Aurdis's voice reciting the spell continued to sound in the background of his mind. Saeldir's vision was starting to blur, but he had to hold on to this until Aurdis was done.

After a few minutes passed, Aurdis finally finished reading the spell. She immediately grabbed a half part of the sphere and told Saeldir to hold the other one. Saeldir followed me without saying anything.

Then Aurdis said that they had to unite the two halves of the sphere. As soon as they did, a white light shot out dazzling their eyes.

A moment later the two halves of the sphere were reunited. Become a whole part of the Magic shield core again.

"(Are we done)?" Saeldir asked in a voice that sounded weak.

"(We have to put this sphere back in its place. Only then will the magic shield work again,)" Aurdis said.

"(Alright. Let's do it.") Saeldir nodded briefly then put his hand on the sphere.

Aurdis also placed her hand on the sphere and they both lifted the sphere back into place. After that, a white light appeared and shot up to the ceiling. The light shone through the ceiling of the room.

Then when it reached its peak, the light spread out to form a dome that covered the entire palace.

The Elves who saw it breathed a sigh of relief. Their protective dome is back again. But actually, their feeling of relief had already occurred before the Magic shield was successfully restored. When they saw that a Dragon was fighting the army of Ogres Kingdom.

Dragon-Erend was still killing the remaining Ogres on the battlefield. The Ogres fled without a clear direction and put up a futile fight.

In the end, they just died being trampled by the Dragon-Erend or died from being scorched by the fire that came out of his mouth.

After a few minutes passed, finally all that was left outside of the Elf palace walls was a collection of green corpses that died in various conditions.

Dragon-Erend spread his gaze around. Looking for survivors who managed to survive the rampage. But he didn't find a single Ogre moving.

Even so, Erend thought that he couldn't take the risk. Erend felt that he had to make sure that they really died here.

Dragon-Erend opened his mouth. Orange and red flames gathered in his mouth.

The Elves who were looking from the top of the wall watched the Dragon-Erend with eyes that didn't blink at all. Their mouths also opened slightly at the amazing sight before their eyes.

Dragon-Erend spewed flames at all the corpses of the Ogre that were strewn around. He spouted fire for a few minutes which felt like a very long time.

The elves looked while gaping. The heat wave from the flames shot up to their faces and fluttered their gold and silver hair. They couldn't even afford to say something like comments of admiration.

All they can do is stare with awe, with bulging eyes and open mouths. Dragon-Erend spiting the flames for a few minutes.

He had been doing it this long because he wanted to make sure that all the Ogres were dead. Or rather until they turned from evil green creatures to just piles of black ashes on the ground.

After confirming that they could no longer fight back, Dragon-Erend thought about returning to human form.

But suddenly he felt a gaze fixed on him. Dragon-Erend whips his head to the east and stares at the line of hills there.

Behind the bushes and trees, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him. But he couldn't see them.

'Who is that?' Erend asked in his head as he continued to stare at the bushes and crevices of the dense trees.

He used the power of Dragon's vision he had to reveal who exactly was staring at him.

A moment later Dragon-Erend could see a black-robed figure and an Ogre beside him.

'ZWOOOOOSHHH!!!'

Without thinking any longer, Dragon-Erend shot a ball of fire at them.

The fireball shot swiftly toward the bush where the two figures were then exploded sending flames into the sky. The fire also immediately scorched the trees and bushes in the area.

But Dragon-Erend saw that the black-robed figure and the Ogre were still standing unscathed where they were.

It made Erend feel shocked. But the look of shock couldn't appear on his Dragon's face. So what appeared on Dragon's face was a rage expression.

Not long after, the black-robed figure disappeared just like that as if it had been swept away by the wind.

Dragon-Erend wanted to chase after them but he felt his body had reached its limit. He had used up a lot of energy for the fight he had just now.

So Erend thought that it was time for him to end this Dragon Transformation. After all, Dragon-Erend also saw that now the Magic shield had recovered.

The transparent dome surrounding the palace was back again. Aurdis has done her job well.

Dragon-Erend flapped his wings. The wind blew away the scattered black ash that used to be the army of the Ogres.

He flew over the top of the wall and all the Elves watched him. His shadow covered the sunlight.

Dragon-Erend cast a looming shadow over the Elf's castle. The shadow of a god-like being that was said to have perished now covered the palace.

Behind him, piles of ashes from the remnants of the Ogre army spilled out. Created a demonstration of a bit of his power.

Dragon-Erend landed on the palace front yard and then immediately deactivated his skill. The Dragon's body shrunk with a dazzling red and orange glow. Then not long after that Dragon disappeared.

Where he stood now was a human with a body full of sweat and emitting white steam.

"Shit, that's exhausting," Erend muttered then walked into the palace. Without noticing the gazes of the surrounding Elves.

When he reached the palace, he found Aurdis and Saeldir walking together.

Aurdis looked fine but Saeldir who was next to her looked terrible. The Elf was pale and in Erend's eyes, he looked a little thinner since the last time he saw him. His long beard also doesn't look as thick as before.

"What happened?" Aurdis asked.

"Everything's settled. The Ogres are gone," Erend replied.

"They back off?"

"Well, not exactly. They're dead."

Hearing Erend's answer, Aurdis' eyes widened. Saeldir who was next to Aurdis would have shown the same expression if his face wasn't filled with fatigue.

"The Magic shield has recovered. Good job," Erend said as he looked at Aurdis and Saeldir in turn.

"The magic shield will only last for a while. In seventy-two hours the magic shield will disappear again," Aurdis said.

"But now the magic shield has recovered. That's what's important now. You can find out how to repair it later," Erend said.

Aurdis nodded her head. "You're right."

Saeldir was already walking with his shoulders hunched over to the chair closest to him.

After hearing that all the Ogres were dead Saeldir felt relieved and immediately decided to rest for a while.

As for how the Ogre army could die, Saeldir already had some kind of idea of ​​how it happened.

"What about Billy, Lt. Boartusk, and Elis?" Erend asked.

"Since it's already safe, I'll say they can come back," Aurdis replied.

Aurdis closed her eyes. Erend waited for her. Not long after, Aurdis opened her eyes and said something very shocking.

"They were taken away by the Daemon of Calamity."

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The carriage tumbled onto the grass. Something had ruined it. The wheels were smashed and the door had a sharp object scratched on it.

Next to the carriage were the corpses of horses lying in a condition not much different from the carriage they pulled. Torn and messy.

Then in front of the corpse on the horse was the body of an Elf assigned by Aurdis to drive the carriage.

But now the Elf was dead. There was a gaping wound on his back that kept the blood flowing. Luckily, he had already given the news to Aurdis before his last breath.

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