I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 102 The Minotaur's Long, Straight Black Hair Totem Pole

Ian suddenly poured all the newly transformed magic power in his body, along with the magic power he had previously stored, into the ground beneath his feet.

It's so full it's about to overflow!

Just now, the gelatinous body stored at least 100,000 points of magic power in excess.

Ian had no choice but to release all the magic, his body was about to burst from the force of the magic.

If we stayed even one more second, it would explode!

【Mind Manifestation】—【Multiple Mud Spells】+【Rock Cage】!

Centered on the two lava lizards, the ground within a radius of several meters instantly softened and collapsed, turning into a deep crater swamp.

A thick rock wall rose from the edge of the swamp, forming a temporary open-air prison!

Unlike ordinary mud magic, this mud is at least ten times more attractive.

Even a lizard dragon could only thrash about in the mud when faced with such a sudden and strange attack.

The two lizard dragons struggled frantically, but Ian's extraction of magic from the surrounding area caused their surging, abnormally active magic, fueled by the magic tide, to rapidly dissipate. Their movements became noticeably sluggish, and the raging red light in their eyes dimmed considerably.

"Now! Angry Horn! Charles!" Ian shouted quickly, his voice distorted by the overwhelming amount of magic surging through his body. "They're temporarily weakened! Take them down!"

"Moo!"

The battle cry of the Angry Horn resounded through the heavens.

The sixth-tier minotaur commander had been waiting impatiently.

At this moment, Angry Horn, leading his three strongest minotaur warriors who had also reached the sixth rank, launched a fierce attack from the flank.

The minotaurs' crude metal armor clanged as they ran.

They abandoned their battle axes and replaced them all with totem poles.

It's even more effective against enemies with scales; this is the noble blunt weapon damage, which ignores the damage reduction of high-armor units.

Almost simultaneously, a pale figure darted out from the direction of the dragon's nest at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect; it was Charles.

He didn't hold any common weapons; instead, his ten fingers extended sharp, knife-like nails, and his entire body was enveloped in a chilling aura of blood. He moved so fast that he left a trail of afterimages behind him.

Inside the cage, the two lava lizards sensed a deadly threat and roared angrily.

The large lizard below struggled to raise its head and spew lava, but was severely hampered by the swamp and the continuous draining of magic power, causing the firelight in its mouth to flicker erratically.

The little lizard above is trying to tear open the rock wall with its claws.

"Trap them! Don't let them raise their heads!" Charles's voice was calm and swift.

He was the first to rush into the cage area, but did not attack directly.

Instead, he waved his hands repeatedly, and several blood-red chains shot out, wrapping around the giant lizard's neck and jaw, forcibly suppressing its head movements.

This is his crowd control technique as a high-ranking vampire.

Although its power has been greatly reduced due to the curse and the drop in level, its exquisiteness remains.

This former legend, now a semi-disabled legend.

Charles is only a fourth-tier rank, but as Ian judged, "could he be considered half a sixth-tier combatant?"

Now it seems that it's probably more than half a Tier 6. At least with this Blood Chain skill, it already looks like a proper Tier 6 control-type support.

The boost to combat power from skill level upgrades is greater than Ian had imagined.

"Die, you bastard!!!"

The attack from Angry Horn and three Tier 6 Minotaur warriors followed closely behind.

Their target was clear—the larger lizard whose head Charles had temporarily taken control of.

Four heavy and thick totem poles, imbued with the Minotaur's ferocious power, slammed down on the giant lizard dragon.

Boom!

Several dull thuds.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of crystalline scales shattering.

The giant lizard let out a mournful cry, twisting its body wildly, spewing out molten blood that stained the swamp red.

It covered a patch.

Charles gritted his teeth and maintained the magical chains, his face growing even paler.

Angry Horn and the others completely abandoned their defenses, trading blows for blows, using their muscles and bones to withstand the claws and tails swung by the struggling lizard dragon.

"Kiki! Lilith! Distract the other one!" Ian commanded, distracted.

Before Kiki's bombs and Lilith's shadow magic could even land, dozens of fireballs had already streaked across the sky!

How dare the goblins join the battle?

Ian looked into the distance and saw that Goblin, with about a quarter of its tactical squad gone, was still holding the "artillery position" on the high ground.

Fireballs, shadow bindings, and explosives rained down on the little lizard dragon. Although they couldn't cause serious damage, they successfully distracted it, preventing it from effectively supporting its companions.

The battle intensified amidst mud and bloodshed.

Finally, with a powerful strike from the giant totem pole, which the wrathful horn had poured almost all its strength into, the crystal armor on one side of the giant lizard's skull shattered completely, and the heavy totem pole became deeply embedded in the lizard's skull.

The giant lizard's massive body suddenly stiffened!

The golden vertical pupils quickly dimmed.

The enormous body twitched twice before crashing into the mud, creating a huge wave of mud.

"Moo—I've taken it down!" Angry Horn leaned on the totem pole, panting heavily.

He and the other three minotaur warriors all bore burns and lacerations of varying depths.

The armor was torn to shreds, looking very bad, and in fact, it was in very bad condition.

Charles also loosened the blood chains, staggered slightly, and was quite exhausted.

However, the crisis was not over.

Just as the giant lizard dragon fell, the smaller lizard dragon above it let out an extremely sharp screech!

The death of its companion seemed to have spurred it on —

More importantly...

Ian's body was overloaded, drawing magic power from him, and now the "Super Swamp Spell," which was like a forbidden spell, was no longer able to be maintained.

The remaining chaotic magic within the little lizard dragon's body, as well as the surrounding environment, began to converge on it once again!

The red light in its eyes visibly rekindled, and although its injuries remained, its aura was rising!

"Oh no—it's going to recover!" Charles's expression changed.

Angry Horn and the others tried to rush forward and attack, but the little lizard suddenly swung its tail.

The scorching lava, accompanied by a tail strike, forced the weakened minotaurs to retreat repeatedly.

Its blood-red vertical pupils, filled with hatred and rage, were fixed on the angry horn not far away.

It remembered, it was this cow!

He used the thick, black, and large pillar in his hand to smash his mate to death, again and again!

The little lizard roared furiously, ignoring everyone else. It used all four legs to smash through the cracked rock wall and charged straight toward the Angry Horn!

The intense light in its mouth coalesced once more.

He wants to completely destroy that cow!

"Protect the Angry Horn!" Ian shouted.

Ian tried to intercept, but he was already in a terrible state.

The other minotaurs and others around Angry Horn tried to stop the lizard that had gone completely berserk, but they were exhausted and their movements were slow.

Ian watched as the lizard dragon, with its horns blazing, was being brutally attacked.

Those blood-red eyes kept glancing in his direction.

It seems that besides the Angry Horn, the direct culprit, this bunch of slimes is the one that has attracted the most aggro.

Ian's [Analysis] talent was working at full speed, scanning every possible factor on the battlefield.

The sensor scanned the direction of the dragon's nest.

There—Vivian is fast asleep.

An extremely bold, even somewhat sinister, idea flashed through Ian's mind like lightning.

There's no time to hesitate!

Ian used the last of his mental energy to give an order to one of his clones who was waiting in the dragon's nest.