The dungeon has been parasitized

Chapter 65 Bronze Dragon

The moment the little fish swam toward the top of the waterfall, all the fish-men froze, and then erupted in an indescribable panic.

They survive on the waterfall, but this waterfall, which connects lakes, rivers, and swamps, is home to dangerous plants that parasitize other organisms...

"Warakuwa! Karaya!"

The fishmen looked at the priest behind them in horror. Although he couldn't understand what he was saying, Klein could sense the panic in their voices.

"Kara no."

The murloc priest also looked solemn, but calmly shook his head at the other murlocs.

And the little fish is getting closer and closer to Klein... No way, is it going to pull out all my offspring?!

The priest watched as the little fish actually swam upstream. With a gentle wave of his wand, the mud dragon lowered its head and lay down beside the priest.

The priest lifted his foot and stood on the head of the mud dragon. With a gentle wave of his wand, the mud dragon raised its head and carried the priest upstream against the waterfall.

The water dragon, covered in mud, seemed to slow down.

No way... they really came looking for us!

Klein looked at the enormous water dragon and the priest's armor made of thunder crocodile skin, and felt that this priest was not someone to be trifled with.

Ultimately, Klein's strongest asset here is the Thunder Crocodile, which is only fit to be the priest's robe.

This is bad, hurry back to the plantation...

"Whoa—!"

Just as Klein was about to leave, a chorus of exclamations erupted from outside the lake cave, followed by a merman bursting through the waterfall and crashing in.

With a look of terror on its face, it pointed at the fishman village outside and shouted at the other fishmen here.

"Wah-la! Gili-ka-la!"

"uproar?"

All the murlocs became alert, looking at the priest who had already ascended into the air on a mud dragon.

"Oh my god?"

The priest landed on the ground and asked the newly arrived merman a question.

"Waraka na! Nara ko!"

The merman gestured while panting, and the priest listened with a solemn expression, finally lowering his head to think for a few seconds.

"Wara na la! Kara no kawa!"

Then it gave a few instructions to the other fishmen, who nodded and rushed toward the village together.

As they left, the priest flicked his wand, and a beam of light shot towards the mud dragon. In an instant, the mud dragon grew even larger, then completely broke free of the lake, its powerful limbs stepping onto the land.

Then it rushed toward the village.

The priest stayed behind, went to the altar, and put the previous offerings back on it.

Huh? What's happening outside?

At the same time, the stalking fish had reached Klein. Taking advantage of the absence of all the fishmen, Klein stretched out his vines and gently crushed it.

The sudden attack interrupted the fishmen's search for Klein. Klein was safe for the time being and decided to see what would happen next.

"Wow!..."

The exclamations from the village lingered. After the fishmen left, other fishmen immediately entered, but this time they were the same fishman children and old people we had seen before, some of them even injured.

Was the village attacked? I don't know what attacked it.

However, Klein had a vague idea in his mind, after all, it was the height of the demonic tide.

As the priest prepared the altar, he glanced back at the fish-men who had come to take refuge, his expression growing increasingly solemn, and his movements becoming faster and faster.

Finally, it was all ready.

Is he going to offer a sacrifice to the dragon at the bottom of the lake now...?

In such a critical situation, a sacrifice?

However, this time his actions were different from the previous sacrifice.

The merman priest began chanting as he shook his wand.

"Yalaka, yolawa, chashinoru..."

The chanting is different?

After finishing his chant, the merman priest raised his hand, bit his finger, and dripped blood onto the lake surface, where it coalesced into a point of red light.

Finally, he sang towards the lake:

"ꙧꙦꙥꙤꙣꙢꙡꙠꙧꙦꙥꙤꙣꙢꙡꙠꙧꙦꙥꙤ."

hum...

Upon hearing this chant, Klein's soul trembled, and a dizzying sensation originating from his very being swept over him.

Wait... why is this sentence different?

It took Klein a while to recover and realize that the chant he had just sung was different from what he had imagined.

Both the pronunciation and the intonation were completely different from the fishman's language. Most importantly, the words had a strange magic.

This is……

At that moment, as the last verse ended, the red light on the water's surface sank to the bottom.

After a while, a pair of eyes that Klein had seen before slowly emerged from the bottom of the lake, getting closer and closer until they finally reached the surface.

Those were the eyes of a dragon.

The dragon, which had been resting at the bottom of the lake, broke through the water and came to the shore.

Once out of the lake, its scales turned slightly bluish, contrasting with the bright red of its flesh and highlighting the hideous wound on its chest. The wound, penetrating the scales and flesh, even revealed the white bones beneath.

The dragon seemed to be controlling the water; it remained steadily on the surface without needing to paddle, its proud head looking down at the fish-men on the altar.

The moment the dragon appeared, all the fishmen bowed their heads before it.

Then, it slowly opened its mouth and spoke the same language as the merman priest had spoken.

"ꙧꙦꙥꙤꙣꙢꙡꙠꙧꙦꙥꙤꙣꙢꙡꙠꙧꙥꙣꙡ."

Dragon language.

If they can actually control dragons, then my situation must be very dangerous.

Although it was an injured dragon.

Klein looked at its wounded chest and damaged wings, and suddenly an idea that even he found audacious came to mind—

The weaker the creature, the easier it is to be parasitized... So, maybe this dragon could be too?

Forget it, I'm just being delusional.

So, shall we investigate? Since the fishmen have already discovered us, in a sense, it's the same as the dragon discovering us.

Dry!

Activate skill: Detect

Success rate: 3%

Wow... I knew it was very low. Dragon, you are indeed super strong, right?

Launch successful.

Huh? Huh? It worked? Doesn't that mean I lost a chance to win the lottery?!

Although such a thing may not even exist in this world, and even if it did, it seems I wouldn't be able to buy it.

Klein looked at the panel with disbelief.

Name: Marions

[Type: Ancient Dragon]

Race: Bronze Dragon

[Level: 74]

Age: 350

[Health Volume: 14760/67681]

【Spirit: 2417】

[Magic Power: 35761/35761]

【Strength: 754】

[Agility: 574]

【Intelligence: 71】

Individual Abilities:

Water Manipulation: Possesses the power over water, water magic. [Exclusive Magic].

Lightning Breath: Emits lightning from the mouth; lightning magic. [Exclusive Magic]

[Weakness: The wound on his chest.]

Huh? Level 74?!

And its health is way too ridiculous! If it's healthy, it has a whopping 6 health points!

Even dozens of Yanami combined couldn't compare...

And as expected of a dragon, its magical power is like an ocean if magic were water.

And it has a name.