The team is full of girls who are single until retirement based on their strength

This is the wilderness far away from the human world, the deepest part of the territory of the Dragon of Destruction - Blake.

No one could have imagined that there would be traces of human activities in such a desolate and ruined place.

Because the Dragon of Destruction was a pure red dragon, under the influence of the aura of such a powerful creature, the land took on a strange dark red color, which was due to the excessive concentration of fire elements. Some of the land even cracked, and magma spread out from the land, like the blood vessels of a giant, which was shocking.

Behind a small hill here, there is a temporary human camp built against the hill to protect against the high temperature hot winds that blow from time to time.

There were four people in the camp, one man and three women. The man was dressed as a swordsman, wearing a ferocious black and red armor. He sat on the ground, holding a long sword with a breath of ice and snow in his hand and wiping it carefully. The snow-white blade was like a mirror, reflecting half of the swordsman's handsome and resolute face.

A blonde girl in priest's attire knelt beside the swordsman, with golden light flashing in her hands continuously, which was enchanting the sword in his hand.

With each wave of the girl's fair hand, the faint fluorescence on the sword became more intense, and gradually became brighter, as if she was holding a lightsaber.

The female werewolf was a head taller than the male warriors in the team, nearly two meters tall, and had a huge sword on her back. As a warrior, she did not wear heavy armor, but a light leather armor, with only the vital parts covered by iron armor. At this time, she was leaning against the hill with her eyes closed to rest.

The archer in the team had a pair of pointed ears. At this moment, she was holding a bottle of wine in her hand and drinking it from time to time, with her eyes looking into the distance empty.

Suddenly, the clouds in the distant sky seemed to be torn apart by something. The clouds were torn to both sides under the strong wind pressure, and sunlight poured out from the gaps in the clouds.

It was a blood-red dragon, and although it was still far away from everyone, it brought an incomparable sense of oppression. The already hot air was now even more distorted, and every breath was like pouring boiling water into the lungs.

"Here they come." The warrior clenched his sword and stood up. Everyone else also clenched their weapons. The werewolf took off the greatsword on his back, and the elf put down the bottle of wine in his hand.

"I'm going to eat ten popsicles after this battle." The priestess girl took out her staff. A careful observation of the structure of the staff revealed that with a simple deformation, the staff could be turned into a flail to smash the monster's dog head.

Everyone had a serious expression on their face, but no one was worried about whether they would lose this battle. They had already prepared too much for this battle.

The goal of everyone embarking on the adventure is to defeat the dragon of destruction. It has been three years since they started. From rookies in the beginning to experienced adventurers now, they have suffered losses and hardships, but now they are ready.

More importantly, with that person in the team, under his leadership, the three could not think of any reason to lose. This had been the case for the past three years, and they had reason to believe that this battle would be the same.

The holy sword in the warrior's hand was named Nuanxue, which inherited the power of ice and snow. Caesar inserted Nuanxue into the ground, and a huge magic circle unfolded from the ground. The cold air emerged from the magic circle, and even the magma on the surface was frozen. A huge barrier rose up, covering the sky and blocking the dragon's range of action.

While the dragon was out, everyone spent three full days drawing such a huge magic circle in its territory. Such a huge movement naturally attracted the dragon's attention. It turned around and flew towards the everyone, letting out a terrifying roar.

Only by standing in front of it can you feel the oppression it brings.

The dragon's wingspan exceeded two hundred and seventy meters. As a unique individual among red dragons, its body length, excluding its tail, exceeded forty-five meters. It was like a mountain flying towards the crowd, bringing with it a devastating high-temperature hurricane.

The elf walked out from behind the crowd and pulled out a huge bow covered with strange inscriptions.

This is a special longbow forged from mithril and amethyst, nearly four meters long. With the help of the werewolf warriors, the elf quickly fixed the longbow on the ground, took out an ice-blue arrow and put it on the bow.

The name of this bow is: [Frost's Sigh]. Of course, the elf archer Ye Fudan prefers its other name: [Dragon Hunting Greatbow]!

The arrow that can be put on such a bow is naturally not an ordinary arrow. It is more like a spear than an arrow! Ice crystals condensed on it, and the warrior Caesar and the priestess Nellie chanted silently to enchant it.

Yes, Caesar also works part-time as a magician in this team.

As the bowstring was stretched, phantoms of icy arrows condensed in the air.

"Hah!" With a delicate shout from the long-eared tribe, arrows shot out, pointing directly at the giant dragon in the sky. The ice arrows in the air were also shot out, forming a dense rain of arrows.

"Roar!" Although the giant dragon in the air tried its best to dodge, the arrow still pierced its left shoulder blade, which is where its body and wings are connected.

A werewolf nearly two meters tall rushed out with a bow and arrow, carrying a body full of buffs. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was a chain behind the spear-shaped arrow. The werewolf held on to the chain tightly and used the force to get closer to the red dragon.

Close, very close. The werewolf warrior Irena could even smell the sulfur on the red dragon. When the dragon's upper and lower teeth touched, sparks burst out, and a few sparks floated to her ears, causing her ears to shiver.

All she could do was to hold the giant sword tightly in her hand, and when she was still a certain distance away from the red dragon, she loosened the iron chain in her right hand and held the sword tightly with both hands. The arrow shot into the dragon's body, and the silver-gray werewolf followed.

The delicate and wild face was fierce, the golden animal eyes were shining, and the giant sword hit the tail of the dragon hunting giant arrow fiercely! The arrow was completely embedded!

"Boom!" The arrow penetrated into the dragon's body and exploded.

A red mountain fell from the sky, it was a giant dragon with broken wings!

And the warrior himself also flew into the sky again with the power of this sword!

"Is this the move he mentioned?" Irena steadied herself in the air and thought, if she remembered correctly, it should be called: [Greatsword Stops Dragon Chariot]?

As she was thinking, she fell down like a silver moon, taking her huge sword with her and smashing it hard on the dragon's other wing.

The dragon howled. Both of its wings were severely damaged and it could no longer fly.

Caesar took off the shield from behind him and placed it in his off-hand. Next, the ground battle began!

Everyone quickly found their place in the team and tried their best to defeat the Red Dragon.

The boiling dragon blood was almost as hot as magma, and it made a sizzling sound when it was sprinkled on the charred brown ground.

The injured red dragon is more ferocious than before, using its fangs, claws, tail, breath, and all kinds of dragon magic. It's a fight like a trapped beast, a fight for its life!

The earth was deeply damaged by their battle. The tremors of the earth could be felt dozens of miles away. From time to time, several cone-shaped flames several kilometers long would spray into the sky, evaporating all the water vapor and distorting the air under the high temperature.

The battle lasted for more than an hour. The clouds within a hundred miles were burned by the dragon's breath, and the scorching sun sprinkled on the earth.

The giant dragon lay helplessly on the ground, the scales under its throat unable to protect it, its weakness exposed helplessly. The four humanoid creatures in front of him were all very strong, especially the male warrior in the lead, who possessed a lot of strange strength and amazing magic power.

Even if he was the only opponent, the outcome of this battle was unknown, not to mention that there were three guys who were not much weaker than him to assist him. The reason why this battle could last so long was simply because he was more resistant to killing.

The most disgusting thing was that this guy was obviously very powerful but he never came up to fight him head-on, but kept using various props, such as explosions or poisonous mist. Even if he was accidentally injured, another human in his team would quickly heal him, not giving him a chance to exchange injuries.

Now he couldn't even move a single dragon claw on his body and was at the mercy of others.

The swordsman stepped forward and inserted the icy sword in his hand under its reverse scale. He could feel the dragon's life draining away quickly.

"Although you are very strong." A sound like sand and stone dripping into magma sounded. It was not surprising that high-level dragons knew many languages. This dragon had been fighting for more than an hour without speaking a word, but unexpectedly, it spoke at the last moment of its life.

"But I'm not convinced."

The dragon's voice was filled with hatred: "You only know how to rely on external things. You don't deserve the name of a warrior!"

Caesar didn't take it seriously, and even thrust the sword deeper into his chest and twisted it: "The one who fights to the end is the winner."

Dragon blood gushed out from the wound on the reverse scale. The four members of the team were bathed in the dragon blood, and their bodies were strengthened by the dragon blood. It was a kind of biological evolution. Their muscles became stronger, their magic power became more, and their spirits became stronger.

"I will curse you!" It said in dragon language, and a malicious rage spread from the dragon, condensing into a substantial curse. It was probably because of Caesar's last words that irritated him, and this curse was only for him.

The dragon blood he bathed in became highly poisonous, and his face became extremely hot after being absorbed by the dragon blood. That was where the dragon's curse was attached.

As the curse was cast, the dragon's last vitality dissipated, leaving only boiling dragon blood flowing, recording its former glory.

Caesar touched his face and didn't feel any changes, but he could definitely feel the existence of the curse, he just didn't know what it was.

The method to cure the curse is actually very simple, you just need to give up the power brought by the dragon blood, but this is impossible for Caesar. The Red Dragon knows this, and this is the last curse it can cast.

After confirming that the dragon was dead, Caesar let go of the sword in his hand, sat down on the ground, and then lay back:

"It's finally over. I'll treat you to some ice cream when we get back."

After more than an hour of intense fighting, everyone was exhausted. The dragon's blood intimidated all creatures around it. At this moment, this place was an absolute safe zone.

"Oh, we don't have to fight anymore!" Priestess Nellie also lay down, her head resting on Caesar's belly, her body spread out.

"I'm going to eat my fill when we get back!" Fudan also lay down, throwing the bow aside. She was also very tired, and after hesitating for a moment, she also lay on Caesar's body.

Only the werewolf warrior Irena was diligently packing up the spoils, collecting dragon blood, scraping off dragon scales, and cutting up dragon meat.

As she worked, she asked, "I'm going back to the tribe. What about you? What are your plans after you return?"

Fudan Ye reached out to touch the pendant on her neck. It was the one her mother gave her before she left the Elf Forest. "As for me, I guess I have to go back to the Elf Forest first, right?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Caesar who was lying on the ground.

Fudan opened the pendant, and inside was the Silver Moon Gemstone, a specialty of the Elf Forest, that her mother had given her before she left. Her mother said that if she couldn't make it out there, she could sell the gemstone and raise enough money for the trip back home.

"I have to go back to the church to report on my work!" Nellie put her hands on her face to block the sun: "Hehe, I miss the bed and breakfast in the church so much!"

Everyone comes from different places. Fudan is an elf who left her hometown alone to travel to the outside world. She joined such an adventurer team just because she wanted to see more different worlds.

Fudan’s dream used to be to travel around the world, but now she wants to travel around the world with her and see more different scenery.

Well, if we really need to, four people can also go to one hotel and get three rooms.

Irena is a warrior from the werewolf tribe. Because her hometown was ravaged by the dragon of destruction, unlike others who chose to leave their hometown, after seeing her deceased relatives and friends and the grassland burned by flames, the flames of revenge rose in her heart.

So she said goodbye to her hometown, carried the huge sword on her back, and embarked on an adventure alone.

She still remembered when she left her hometown and came to the Adventurer's Guild alone. She knew nothing and wanted to earn a living, but was ostracized by everyone. Only he reached out and helped her, oh, and Fudan who followed him.

Although they were also two newcomers, they extended a helping hand to themselves who were also newcomers.

He made the decision and picked himself up, silly but cute.

Nellie comes from the distant Vatican, which has responded to the destruction wreaked by the Dragon of Destruction at the border of the country.

What? I fight the Dragon of Destruction? This was Nellie's first reaction when she heard about this mission.

She was almost scared to tears at the time, but the bishop sent her to the carriage without giving her any explanation, and as always, he showed her that mysterious and somewhat provocative smile and said to her, "You will win."

I didn't expect that I could actually do it! Hehe, the four of us are really amazing. From a carefree birth to now in her twenties, Nelly showed an innocent and happy smile on her face.

"Xize, what about you?" Irena compressed the cut dragon skin and rolled it up, then tied it tightly with a rope, then turned back to cut the dragon meat.

Caesar came back to his senses from his daze:

"Me? I'm ready to retire."

(ps: The power levels in this book are rather vague, and can be roughly divided into apprentice level, bronze level, silver level, gold level, emerald level, epic level, legendary level, and finally god level)