King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 280 - 280 275 Bandit Dragon

Chapter 280: Chapter 275: Bandit Dragon Chapter 280: Chapter 275: Bandit Dragon Though Muria volunteered to break through the soldiers at Patrick Fortress, he still received an invisible reward: the favor of the various churches of the Good God. This goodwill increased after Kaslana revealed to them Muria’s identity.

Thus, before leaving Patrick Fortress, Muria issued a request to all the churches. Using their information network, he asked for their help in finding the six Five-Colored Dragons who knew magic.

As Muria anticipated, it would take a long time for hundreds of Metallic Dragons to perform the search. However, once he enlisted the power of humans, the efficiency reached an incredibly surprising level – it took less than a month to receive news.

“Muria, the churches say they’ve found the six Five-Colored Dragons you were looking for. Five have already been captured, and a Red Dragon is still on the run. However, it should be captured soon, and then they’ll send them to you immediately via the Teleportation Array,” Kaslana reported.

“That was quick!” Muria couldn’t help but express his admiration.

“After all, the features of your six dragons are quite distinguished; one would basically know it’s them after seeing them once,” Kaslana said with a light chuckle.

“But those dragons are waste! How could they be found by humans so easily and even captured alive?” Muria criticized, his expression reflecting his disappointment.

He was in a complicated mood at the moment. On one hand, he was elated that his six Five-Colored Dragons had been found. On the other hand, he was infuriated that they had been caught alive by some humans – could they be any more embarrassing?

“You can’t really blame them for being weak!” Kaslana hastily defended the Five-Colored Dragons. “According to you, the highest level of these dragons is only at the Golden Peak, and the churches sent out six Red-clothed Grand Archbishops to capture them because of your merits.”

“I suppose that makes sense,” Muria nodded. Being higher by a large level usually resulted in a crushing state where the weaker side had virtually zero chance for resistance.

Only a few bloodlines can fight across a great realm. But Red Dragons belong to the type that gets crushed – the ordinary dragon bloodline isn’t enough to bridge this gap.

As Kaslana predicted, it didn’t take long for the several major churches to send a Red-clothed Grand Archbishop as their representative, bringing the Five-Colored Dragons Muria wanted to Bologna. However, the situation was slightly different from what Muria anticipated.

“Is this a ‘buy one, get two free’ deal?” Muria looked at the eighteen giant dragons before him, his mouth twitching as he turned towards the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop who brought the dragons. “What’s going on? I only wanted six dragons, why did you deliver twelve extra ones?”

“Ah, Prince Mureya, these twelve dragons were staying with the six dragons you wanted, so we thought we’d bring them all together to avoid any oversight,” explained the middle-aged Red-clothed Grand Archbishop with a smile.

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but stare at the giant dragons bound tightly on the ground. He had lived over a hundred years and had seen Five-Colored Dragons several times, but it was his first time seeing nearly twenty different types of Five-Colored Dragons sticking together and acting as a group.

“What’s going on with these dragons, Krest?” Muria walked over to the largest Red Dragon, kicked off the rune chain that bound its mouth, and silenced it.

“Hehe, these are my subordinates. Other than being a bit weak, they are pretty good, especially in obeying orders,” the unchained Red Dragon responded candidly, a smug expression in its eyes.

It knew that Muria must be furious with them, but also knew that Muria would certainly not slaughter them. So, as long as their lives were guaranteed, they didn’t care about other punishments.

“Your subordinates?” Muria looked at the twelve Five-Colored Dragons that were bruised and beaten, their skin and flesh torn, and their bodies much smaller than the ones he’d raised. They appeared to be Juvenile Dragons who’d just been expelled from the Dragon Nest.

“Yes, Muria, not only these dragons, I have also subdued many low-level creatures as my servants,” the Red Dragon Krest said proudly. But his pride was short-lived as he angrily glared at the party led by the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop. “However, my servants were all killed by these damned humans. Now only these dragons are left. Mureya, you must help me take revenge!”

“Shut up!” Muria kicked its nose and then turned to the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop. “Can you tell me what they were doing when you found them?”

“Prince Mureya, when we found them, they were plundering cities,” the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop answered with astonishment.

“Plundering cities?”

After a brief conversation with the Red-clothed Grand Archbishop and questioning the Red Dragon Krest, Muria got a rough understanding of what these six Rebel Dragons had been doing in the few months after arriving in Ionia.

The deeds these creatures committed after they’d lost his restraint were really beyond his expectations.

They began by capitalizing on their identity as Five-Colored Evil Dragons to subdue a large number of goblins, gnolls, lizardmen, low-level wilderness monsters and stronger ferocious wild beasts in the wilderness. These monsters essentially bowed to them upon sight; it was very easy.

Then, these six outlaws, desperate to aggregate wealth by violent means, didn’t recklessly plunder human cities directly. Instead, they transformed into human forms and infiltrated them.

After obtaining a rough map, they led an enormous force to the borders of several human nations and began their dragon-robber careers there.

Their method of city plunder was befitting of their Mage Dragon identities. They would first send a dragon that had transformed into a human to a city to estimate the asset value of its nobles.

Then, leading tens of thousands of wilderness monsters, they would directly encircle the city and request a protection fee. They promised the city nobles that as long as they paid the protection fee, none of the low-level monsters would harass their city.

If they didn’t pay the protection fee? The city would remain encircled. Nothing would go in or out.

If they didn’t give money, the siege would simply continue, with no attacks on the human city. These six realized that plundering cities at will would trigger lots of hatred, so they chose a strategy of encirclement without attack.