100: Chapter 101 Evil Flame Fire Giant 100: Chapter 101 Evil Flame Fire Giant Leon pondered seriously, indeed the Fire Giants are great Blacksmiths, but it is not necessarily true that they are stronger than other races.

Regardless, to forge a greatsword for his use, no other race has as much experience as the Fire Giants.

The body size relationship between Humans and Giants is like that of a newborn baby to an adult, a height of seven or eight meters is nothing unusual for a giant, and a sword normally used by giants is enough for Leon to use.

In some ways, the greatswords that other races need to forge deliberately are just everyday forging swords for themselves and their tribesmen, their experience is indeed vast.

However, Leon wasn’t excited, because there was still a major problem.

There are always so many problems in this world.

That is, the Roc was created by the Giants so that their worshippers could challenge the Dragon Clan’s dominance in the sky.

The Behir was also created by the Giants as a weapon to combat the Dragon Clan on the ground…

From these two points, one can imagine how hostile the relationship between Giants and Dragons really is.

If Leon appeared in front of Fire Giants in his Dragon Form, especially since Red Dragons are known to compete with Fire Giants for territories like volcanoes and cave-like nesting places, without saying a word, he would definitely be greeted with barrage after barrage of spear attacks.

“I think you should know about the relationship between Giants and Dragons, especially between Fire Giants and Red Dragons,” Leon stared at the Efreeti, who had been quite honest recently, but he didn’t dare trust the Efreeti completely, “You’re not hoping for me to attack the fortress of Fire Giants, are you…

I don’t have the habit of going on a suicide mission.”

A standard Fire Giant has a Challenge Level of 9, but who knows how many Fire Giants are in a fortress; just seven or eight of them would be too much for Leon to handle.

With his strength, he could easily manage one or two Fire Giants, three or four wouldn’t be a big problem, but any more than that would be too much.

That is even without the participation of Fire Giant elites.

If there were even one Fire Giant Brave, a standard Fire Giant Brave has a Challenge Level of 14, a smelter higher than a mature Red Dragon, a Fire Giant smelter who can also fly, Leon would have to flee and pray he could escape.

“I remind you,” Leon paused, “we have signed a contract, and you cannot calculate against me by any direct or indirect means.”

“Of course, I remember,” said the Fire Giant, “I have no intention of scheming against Sir.”

“Then why mention Fire Giants?” Leon grimaced, “Are you mocking me?”

“Of course not, Sir…

I have other things to do,” the Fire Giant laughed heartily, “I just mean to say, I know a person, he is a Fire Giant, yet he is not a Fire Giant…

He is an Evil Flame Fire Giant, and he certainly wouldn’t mind helping Sir forge weapons.”

The Efreeti continued, “Giants are born from Fierce Flame, they labor in Fierce Flame and live alongside Fierce Flame.

But a Fire Giant who gazes too deeply into the Fierce Flame might see the evil Fire Element Prince—Yimixi, and Yimixi will likewise notice that Fire Giant.

A Fire Giant corrupted by Yimixi becomes an Evil Flame Fire Giant.”

Leon thought for a moment and then nodded, “We can give it a try…

Lead the way.”

Thus, the lower half of the Efreeti transformed into a swirl of grey smoke and ashes as he flew into the sky, and Leon spread his wings and followed closely behind, flying for over an hour to reach a Black Desert.

Volcanic eruptions spewed black material, coarse as rocks, fine as sand, spread over the sand forming the Black Desert.

Leon followed the Efreeti and landed on a volcano, seeing an empty fortress, walked deep into the fortress, and saw a half-naked giant, not much shorter than him standing up, who immediately picked up a sword and turned around upon hearing footsteps.

“Cato, it’s me,” the Efreeti strode forward.

Cato, referred to as the Evil Flame Fire Giant by the Efreeti, swept his gaze across the Efreeti without speaking, his gaze settling on Leon, he said, “Selim, since when have you started mixing with a Red Dragon…

You’ve fallen.”

Even having succumbed to Yimixi’s corruption and transforming from a Fire Giant into an Evil Flame Fire Giant, Cato still looked down on the Dragon Clan.

Although Leon had been psychologically prepared, he was still very angry at this moment.

However, currently needing assistance, Leon had no choice but to restrain his anger, remaining silent.

“I want you to help me forge a sword,” the Efreeti said, opening his arms.

“Leave, or I’ll have to make you leave,” Cato turned around, “You know I don’t have time.”

“Perhaps we can help resolve those Fires of Desolation for you,” the Efreeti suddenly laughed, “Those kin who you once betrayed and killed, refuse to move on to the afterlife out of hatred, born from deep grudges as the Fires of Desolation.”

Hearing the Efreeti’s words, Leon thought to himself, so it still ends up being a task?

But indeed, there is no free lunch in the world.

He just minded, wondering if it was going to be another prolonged period of ordeal, like the time when he went to the Dark Territory to obtain refined gold.

Although the trip to the Dark Territory didn’t encounter any very powerful monsters, didn’t face any danger, and the rewards were very generous.

He just didn’t like lengthy, never-ending tasks.

“So the Red Dragon is the help you brought over?

A slightly bigger teenage dragon?” Cato could see how deep Leon was, but his comments were only limited to the age stage, he shook his head and said, “Just the two of you won’t work.”

“Try and you’ll find out,” the Efreeti laughed heartily.

“I’ll come with you.” Cato donned a thick set of pitch-black armor, slinging his sword over his back…

He submitted to Yimixi, killed his own people, and discarded their bodies off the mountain; unexpectedly, some of them, unwilling to accept the betrayal, ‘came back to life’ and vowed to kill him, now constantly wandering in the mountains.

Cato led the way, and it was easy to find those Fire of Desolation.

There were three in total, resembling the severely burned corpses of Fire Giants, clad in tattered armor, wielding greatswords, unnatural crimson molten lava flowing through their veins, bursting out from wounds and facial orifices.

“Here we are.” Cato thrust his sword into the ground and crossed his arms, “Let me see how you kill them.”

“Your ability to manipulate fire is useless against them; if you want to kill them, go up and fight them close combat.” Cato laughed heartily, “Be glad, they have been wandering around the mountain for a long time and are getting weaker and weaker, no longer as powerful as they once were.”

“As long as I kill them, you help us forge a sword.” Leon glanced at the Evil Flame Fire Giant.

Of course, he could force the other party to forge a sword for him, but he really did not want to resort to that unless absolutely necessary.

“No problem.” Cato burst into a thunderous laughter.

The Efreeti pulled out a huge curved sword, ready for battle.

The confirmed Red Dragon spread its wings, flew high, and landed far away from the Fires of Desolation, watching from a distance, for some reason stood up, and raised both hands.

Leon was preparing to use the Hand Palm Bomb.

He had just mastered it and hadn’t gotten the chance to properly use it before, but now he finally found an opportunity.

Fortunately, the Fires of Desolation wore armor; though tattered, it provided a bit of defense, immune to fire, but not immune to lightning damage.

Leon started chanting, electricity began gathering in his palm, growing brighter and brighter, with a faint crisp crackling sound.

He then lashed out a sinuous, bright electric whip directly at the chest of a Fire of Desolation, hitting the target almost instantly.

The moment the lightning struck the Fires of Desolation, a huge burst of energy exploded, creating a magnificent show of electric lights, with dancing blue arcs.

The power of the Hand Palm Bomb exceeded Leon’s expectations.

He had never thought that a series of lightning could bring down a Fire of Desolation…

It had not been this powerful when tested on Evil Wolves before.

Leon could only think, in Eastern mythical stories, ghosts are most afraid of Thunder Skill, which counters the ghosts the most.

His Hand Palm Bomb might also have damage bonuses against the Undead, targeting the Undead with bonus damage, and incidentally, the Fires of Desolation wore metal armor that conducted electricity; otherwise, there was no explanation.

Regardless, now was not the time to think so much.

Leon took down a Fire of Desolation with a series of Hand Palm Bombs.

Unfortunately, the Hand Palm Bomb wasn’t a Lightning Chain and couldn’t transmit, otherwise, all the Fires of Desolation present would have been wiped out.

The remaining a half-blooded Fire of Desolation and a full-blooded Fire of Desolation approached.

At this distance, they couldn’t take flight, for the Fires of Desolation had ways to deal with it; no spears, but they could throw stones.

Leon decisively reached into the void space and drew out his greatsword, a Gathering Form and Scattering Energy vanished into the air, following with a Heavy Slash aimed at the half-blooded Fire of Desolation, the Breaking Stealth Strike directly took down the half-blooded Fire of Desolation.

Actually, the best way Leon could handle the Fires of Desolation was to use a Gathering Form and Scattering Energy to run far away and use the Hand Palm Bomb from a distance.

The Hand Palm Bomb used up mana too quickly; Leon dared not use it too much, nor was he willing to spare the bonus damage of Gathering Form and Scattering Energy and Breaking Stealth Strike.

Now only a full-blooded Fire of Desolation remained.

Seeing the last Fire of Desolation raise its huge hammer, Leon raised his claw and cast an immobilization spell, it’s not easy for the Fire of Desolation to resist his immobilization spell, he took a deep breath and exhaled Samadhi True Fire.

Quick battle, quick decision.

Done, and over with.

Leon sheathed his sword, feeling the remaining mana, and flew back to the side of Efreeti and Evil Flame Fire Giant.

Was that quick?

I haven’t even made my move yet…

Efreeti had long known about the exceptional nature of the Red Dragon, so he wasn’t that shocked.

What he thought about was when the Red Dragon had learned such powerful Lightning Magic, and what would have happened if it used it against him from the beginning?

As for Cato, it was the first time he saw Leon—

Three Fires of Desolation had wandered in the mountains for many years, indeed they were not as strong as before, but they weren’t that weak either; anyway, he was no match for them.

A Red Dragon knowing Lightning Magic was absurd enough, then a few lightning strikes took down a Fire of Desolation, severely crippling another…

That was preposterous.

Since when did the Red Dragon stop using sharp teeth and claws and started using a sword?

Then an Invisibility, a Heavy Slash again took down the half-blooded Fire of Desolation.

Lord, what kind of fire was that?

Lord of Burning Hell, Eternal Fire, Fire that Devours Everything, the fire of the Fire Element Prince Yimixi didn’t have such power either.

Regardless of whether the Evil Flame Fire Giant was stunned or not, Leon said, “Can we start forging the sword now?”

Cato slowly looked at the Red Dragon and said, “Actually, it’s not the Efreeti who wants the sword forged, but you, right?”

“Right.” Leon didn’t deny it, he had decided, if the Evil Flame Fire Giant didn’t honor the agreement, he would take action.

“Wow!” Cato raised both hands, “I love making swords the most.”