Chapter 292 - 287: Sly and Crafty Old Fox
Just as Leon detected a slight disturbance, the vines and roots summoned by Slankus lashed toward him instantly.
Leon was no longer the man he once was. His combat experience was now exceptionally rich, and with a flick of thought, he controlled his two Red Dragon avatars to stride toward Slankus’s Druid henchmen. With six arms wielding swords, he effortlessly slashed the vines and roots into pieces.
Seeing this, Slankus stopped summoning towering vines and roots, switching instead to summoning ground-covering vines and roots—these vines adorned with vibrant flowers were clearly toxic—entangling Leon’s and his Red Dragon avatars’ legs.
This time, Leon didn’t bother to swing his sword. He didn’t need to. He simply let the vines and roots wrap around his calves, then lifted his foot with force and tore them apart.
It had to be said that his physique was akin to that of a mature Red Dragon, and thanks to the Heavenly Immortal Pill, his strength rivaled that of an elder Red Dragon. What kind of vines and roots could possibly trap an elder Red Dragon? Perhaps only those summoned by the Gods.
The vines and roots couldn’t restrain Leon, and magical mist reappeared.
Leon wasn’t about to let Slankus continue attacking unopposed. However, he hesitated momentarily on whom to strike first—Slankus, Hinton, that fallen Elf Druid who was an irritating caster, or perhaps the half-green dragon guards...
At this moment, Slankus offered Leon an answer. With a twist akin to a cat’s, Slankus shifted from facing Leon head-on to facing him sideways, then vanished into the lush forest with a light touch of his toes, leaving no trace behind.
Green Dragons have the ability to pass through their lairs and surrounding areas without leaving any physical trace, at their will. Plants would automatically move aside as the Green Dragon passed.
Slankus didn’t roar and charge forward at Leon. Even more surprising, he didn’t use his Breath Weapon. He was utterly un-dragon-like, coming across as a cunning schemer. This raised Leon’s vigilance.
Hinton, too, attempted to flee, but the more he wanted to escape, the less Leon allowed it.