Sera hopped around on his back, proudly displaying her new dragon form. She was only four meters long and two meters tall, but her happiness knew no bounds.
Archer and the girls were taken aback by her sudden transformation. However, they pushed aside their astonishment and focused on the threat—the enraged trolls charging toward them.
Sera swiftly leaped off Archer's back and charged at them. She reached the first one and skillfully evaded its swing, then gracefully jumped onto its back.
With her long snout and razor-sharp teeth, she clamped onto the troll's neck and vigorously shook her head, causing blood to spray in all directions.
Archer followed her lead and pounced on the nearest two trolls, pinning them down with his razor-sharp claws.
They struggled relentlessly, but they were immobilized. Taking hold of another troll, Archer flung it away like a frisbee.
Teuila and Ella stood in awe, their eyes wide with shock, as the two dragons seamlessly coordinated their efforts to eliminate the trolls.
The precision and synchronization of their movements were nothing short of extraordinary.
As a troll swung its arm towards Sera, Archer swiftly unleashed an Eldritch Blast at its hand, causing the troll to release its club involuntarily.
Seizing the moment, Sera capitalized on the opening and unleashed her breath attack, obliterating the troll in a powerful blast.
Meanwhile, Archer, with his formidable claws, crushed the two trolls he had previously trapped.
With a swift motion of his tail, he struck another troll with the force of a whip, decimating its head. Blood sprayed in all directions as the troll's lifeless body thudded to the ground.
They swiftly dispatched the remaining trolls, leaving none standing. Archer ripped out the hearts of ten trolls and devoured them hungrily.
After satisfying his hunger, Archer transformed back into his humanoid form. Letting out a loud burp, he strolled back toward the girls.
With a wide grin on her face, Sera also returned to her human form and dashed towards Archer.
Joyfully, she leaped into his arms and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. After a while, she gently disengaged herself and hopped down.
Ella and Teuila approached, but Ella quickened her pace, aiming to reach Archer first. She too leaned in and kissed him, much to the annoyance of the blue-haired girl.
After sharing a kiss with each girl, Archer couldn't help but laugh when he witnessed Ella and Teuila playfully competing.
The three of them then turned their heads toward Sera, who greeted them with her usual broad smile.
The confusion evident in their gazes, Sera inquired, "Why are you three looking at me like that?"
Archer was the first to break the silence. "When did you acquire your dragon form, and why is it so large?"
Sera looked at Archer, her smile warm and gentle. She tilted her head slightly as she began to share, "In one of my dreams as a fairy dragon, a woman revealed a secret to me. She said that after completing the marriage ritual, I could transform into my true dragon form by saying 'Draconis,' It's a legacy passed down from my ancestors. I am a Sylphid dragon, specializing in infernomancy, which I have already mastered."
The three nodded in agreement as they listened to Sera's explanation, delighted to have another dragon fighting alongside them.
They decided to take a short break, during which Archer took the opportunity to check his status.
'Status.'
[Experience: 7500/15000]
[Level Up: 153>164]
[SP: 0>33]
[Eldritch Blast: 6>7]
[Celestial Arrows: 0>1]
[Dragon Form: 1>2]
With a smile on his face, he analyzed his status and reviewed the outcome of his recent endeavors.
Having vanquished the enormous spider-like creature and unleashed a devastating meteor swarm, he accumulated numerous kills against the Umbra Hulks, even devouring some hearts.
As a result, he achieved a tremendous total of 172,500 experience points. He reminded himself to eat the 131 hearts that Teuila collected for him.
After their rest, the group resumed their journey through the tunnels. While traversing another tunnel, Aura Detector alerted him to pings coming from further ahead.
They ventured into another chamber, which was twice the size of the trolls' chamber, only to be met with a vast army of undead.
Among the lifeless horde, the group caught sight of the townspeople, their faces devoid of any life.
That's when the four heard a seductive voice speak. ''Oh look we have here. Four little test subjects.''
Archer noticed a woman emerge from the shadows wearing all-black necromancer robes, holding a long black staff.
She had long black hair, blue eyes, and pale white skin. Three other similar-looking women followed behind her.
Despite finding her attractive, Archer sensed something peculiar about her, especially in her unsettling gaze. The woman locked eyes with the group, wearing a wide smile.
Stepping forward with a graceful stride, she remarked, "Well, well, what a surprise to encounter the famous white dragon with his entourage of women. Mr. Dragon, I've heard plenty about you."
Archer shook his head and chuckled, replying, "Well, the news does travel fast, but it doesn't bother me much."
The woman's smile widened, and before she could respond, Teuila interrupted, asking, "Why are you in the Southlands?"
Pausing her steps, she giggled and retorted, "What if I told you I'm here to find him?" With a seductive smile, she pointed directly at Archer.
The woman stopped just in front of the undead and gave Archer a small bow as she spoke. ''I'm Demacia Shadowgrave. Leader of The Sisters of Shadows. Now I have a small request. Will you hear me out?''
Archer was curious so he nodded his head. When Demacia saw this she smiled and began speaking.
''Well, we are preparing a ritual and are in need of a dragon's heart. Would you be a darling and give me yours?''
The three women behind her started to giggle when they heard their leader speak in a polite tone while asking for something so strange.
But she wasn't finished there, she continued. ''But before all that awful business. How about you join our sisterhood? I'm certain I and my sisters can take care of you.''
When Sera heard the woman she lost her temper and shouted in anger. ''Listen here woman you will not be inviting him anywhere or doing anything with him. His MINE!''
She unleashed an Inferno Blast toward Demacia, but the necromancer effortlessly blocked it.
Meanwhile, Ella, seething with anger, remained silent but swiftly notched an explosive arrow and started unleashing a barrage into the horde of undead.
Explosions rocked the large chamber as the undead was sent flying all over the place, the three women behind Demacia acted as she spoke. ''Go forward and end their lives my Shadowblades.''
They moved with quick speed and headed straight for Ella, but before they could reach her Teuila got in their way.
Her sword by her side, the Shadowblades charged in with poison-covered daggers, Teuila parried one attack and kicked the wrist of another while blasting the third with Deep Sea Blast.
The third instantly dropped dead, the first recovered but before she could attack Teuila was already there and slashed at her.
The woman lifted her dagger, but she swiftly broke it with her sword, leaving the girl stunned.
Seizing the opportunity, Teuila released another devastating Deep Sea Blast, hitting the Shadowblade squarely in the chest.
While Ella and Teuila were engaged in combat, Sera transformed into her dragon form and charged at Demecia, who grinned upon witnessing the red dragon's charge.
In response, she lifted her staff and unleashed a Corpse Explosion toward a body that Sera was about to pass over.
Seeing this, Archer swiftly Blinked to Sera's side and pushed her out of harm's way, taking the blast himself.
The force of the explosion sent him hurtling backward, crashing into the wall.
Witnessing Archer's selfless act, Sera became consumed by rage and relentlessly continued her charge toward the necromancer.
Undeterred, Demecia resorted to casting more Corpse Explosions, yet Sera skillfully evaded each one now she knew her trick.
As the furious red dragon closed in on her, she took a step back, realizing the impending danger.
Demecia turned her gaze towards Archer and spoke with a flirtatious tone. "We shall cross paths again, white dragon. Until then, farewell."
She swiftly teleported away, leaving behind her unfinished work and the remnants of her summoned undead army.
Archer's head throbbed as Ella rushed over to him. Slowly, he managed to rise to his feet, his tattered clothes barely clinging to him.
Just then, the moans of the undead filled the air. Teuila swiftly made her way to the two, while Sera used her flames to hold back the advancing undead.
Gradually, Archer felt his body beginning to heal as Sera touched down in front of him, shifting into her humanoid form.
At that moment, she embraced him, expressing gratitude for him helping her once again. She released her hold on him as a Wendigo lunged out from the shadows.
However, Ella swiftly killed it with a well-aimed arrow. The four of them prepared to take on the remaining horde.
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