I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

195  Chapter 195: Clay's rage!

With the ridiculous regenerative abilities displayed by the mumbling terror, it was looking like this fight would not be resolved by anything other than a battle of attrition! Nôv(el)B\\jnn

  just as Dante was preparing to continue his attack, he heard a group tragic cries echo behind him.

  The people that took refuge under his Dragon souls couldn't hold on for much longer, they were mop beginning to be overrun!

"Roar!"

  Seeing this sight, Dante's Red Dragon soul would not stand idly by and instantly let off a deafening roar of rage How Dare they!

How Dare mere undead creatures have the courage to attack people under his protection!

A Red Dragon was a Chaotic Evil creature.

It cared little for the lives of such weak insects like humans, but the fact that fact that mere zombies dared to attack anything placed under his protection was enough to drive him crazy! The humongous Red Dragon sent out a terrifying claw swipe trying to crush those bugs beneath its feet!

But instead of the deafening impact everyone would expect to hear from such a gigantic creature, no sound was made!

Despite being an Elder Dragon, some of the most powerful creature to walk the mortal plains, it was still only a phantom manifestation.

It still couldn't manifest a physical presence!

The claw attack just pathetically passed through the zombies.

"ROAR!" Furious, the Red Dragon let out a roar of rage as its aura of Dragon Fear was flared to the max.

But as undead creatures, they had no living fears, so this very same aura that could drive even Martial Journeyman cultivators insane with fear had no effect on them!

If things continued at this rate, then the group of villagers would be overrun before he could even deal with mumbling terror!

"Bang!"

Just as Dante was thinking, a humongous hand slammed out of the sky. Fortunately, Dante's senses were alert, and he managed to get out of the way last minute.

'Tch!! I really don't have time to be worrying about others!' thought Dante But even after acknowledging this fact, Dante couldn't just leave those people to die. His potential investment, Clay, was still with them.

If he let such a talent die in such a backwater place like this, then it would really be too sad.

"Domain of fire."

[ Domain of fire 3/3 ]

[ As an Elder Red Dragon, your control and manipulation of fire has reached a ridiculous degree. You have the ability to create a domain around you in which all fire elemental attacks from you and your allies are strengthened whilst also decreasing fire elemental damage for your allies (300% fire element  damage increase-  self)

(150% fire element damage increase- allies)

(50% fire element damage reduction-  allies) ]

Instantly, The Red Dragon let out an empowered roar as a crimson halo stretched out of him, wrapping around the villagers on the floor.

But it wasn't just the villagers, Even Rebecca was wrapped around by this strange Crimson halo.

"Bang!"

As this was going on, Rebbeca let out an attack, but instead of the zombies blocking it like last time, they were instead sent flying through the sky!

'This… what the hell!' Thought Rebecca in shock 'My strength… it has more than doubled!'

Whilst Rebecca was still wondering what happened to her, Dante withdrew a gold grade Spirit weapon from his space ring.

It was an orange short sword that was softly glowing in a magical light. Dante didn't waste time and quickly begun to wrap it in flames before throwing it straight towards the crowd of villagers!

"Bang!" The sword landed with a loud impact as a burst of flames spread out, engulfing all the villagers in his path.

Seeing this, the villagers began to panic, but before they could scream, they seemed to realise something.

The flames didn't affect them at all. Even though the flames were all over their body, to them it felt no different from being in a warm bath! The villagers were shocked they had no explanation for this strange situation. But perhaps most shocked of all was Clay.

in front of the boy was an exquisite burning short sword short sword.

Just as he was questioning why such a treasure was even here in the first place, that's when he suddenly heard a voice in his head

'Are you just going to sit by again?'

As Clay heard this, his body froze.

He looked around to see if he could find the origin of the voice, but all he could hear were the murderous cries of the villagers.

It was then that the voice sounded out again 'You've let these creatures take everything from you. Your friends, your family, your home. Are you just going to sit by and watch them do it again?'

As Clay heard the voice, he felt his heart tighten. His eyes grew red as all sorts of emotions overwhelmed him.

 but even at this point, even with grief accumulating in his heart, the emotion he still felt the most was still rage!

An uncontrollable, surging rage!

"No!" Cried Clay "I won't let anyone take from me ever again!"

'Good,' Said the voice 'Take it. Take the weapon in front of you and take your revenge!'

Clay reached out to pick up the short sword and as he touched it he felt a hot, almost burning sensation, but he didn't let go.

The pain only caused him to grip on tighter.

Despite being surrounded by flames as he looked towards the zombies, he could see the scene of his village.

He could see the bundle up and take away his best friend.

But this time he wouldn't hide, this time he wouldn't cry,

This time he would kill!

  A mad roar left Clay's mouth as he dashed past the circle of village militia that was protecting the villagers "Hey Kid! What are you doing-"

Seeing such a small boy dash past them, the villagers panicked as they tried to stop him from running to his death!