Gaming Sword Magician

Chapter 161: MT-Cloud Bone Wind Drake!

He brandished his S-rank sword and slashed outwards by putting a lot of strength in his hand, at the same moment, Frost's spellbook materialized behind his back.

Bang!

The sword clashed with the heavy wind waves and they burst up, spreading into the surrounding and blowing past his face while ruffling his hairs tied into a bun into a mess.

The Dark-Gold thread binding his hair was blown away and his black hairs were set loose and they fell like a waterfall, covering his ears, grazing his shoulders, and reached below his waist.

"So sexy," the female rankers were instantly enticed and mesmerized by him.

'Remember what you read in the book about Monster tower. Anger the wind drake until it losses its minds and forget about its basic principle of killing a prey before devouring it otherwise, I won't have a chance to go inside its mouth and land a killing blow.'

Whittaker thought as his grip on the hilt of his black sword with a scarlet line tightened.

He knew that this would be a tough battle to win as the Wind Drake is a powerful monster created by the Monster tower. Moreover, it wasn't a magical beast, and common sense can't be applied to it. Its attacks and spells will be far mysterious than common magical beasts but there's a way for Whittaker to defeat it. Although he was an E-rank mage, soul, and battle master, his weapons are ranked S and A facing against a Drake. Plus, he has a trump card the main reason for his confidence.

By the time Whittaker successfully deflected the wind waves, the beast had reached near the short passage which was created when the metal bars were raised. It hunched low to step out and then raised its head to tower over Whittaker.

"I simply can't control my urge to consume your flesh and bones at all. Children's meals smell and taste the best, after all. The last one I ate was also a child, it excites me even now when I even think about it," The young Wind Drake said with a blissful expression on its face and drool dripping from its mouth.

The dragon then turned around to look at the roof, more specifically, at the tower spirit, Jafar. "Jafar, thanks for sending this wonderful meal towards my way,"

The Cloud Bone Wind Drake suddenly spoke in draconic language but Whittaker was able to understand its words because of the beast tamer skill.

He felt disgusted at the mere thought of a beast eating human but he knows that whoever it was didn't really "die" so he got over it pretty instantly.

"Big Beast! At the end of the day, you will be the one cooked inside a hot pot!" Whittaker taunted the floor boss.

GAHHH! Staring down at the weak E-ranker, It gave out a terrifying roar.

The Young Cloud Bone Wind Drake was a wyvern type large beast that crouched on all four. Furthermore, massive bones protruded out of its hind and back limbs, from the middle of its back to the top of its head. Even the edges of its tails and wings were covered in scale-like white bones.

Its terrifying figure and roar were heart shaking but Whittaker was excited at the thoughts of battling it.

[Frost Bolts]...[Icy Blasts!]

Immediately, Whittaker commanded the Frost Spell to hurl out multiple Frost Bolts and Icy blasts towards it.

The Frost spellbook shone with an icy light and swiftly executed Whittaker's command by hurling out Frost Bolts and Blowing Icy blasts.

Seeing the incoming Frost Bolts and thin needles, the Wind Drake hurriedly swung its blade-like tail.

Whooosh!

Bam!!!

The bladed tail crashed many Frost Bolts and swept away the Icy winds before it crashed on the ground, raising dust and generating heavy winds which scattered in the surrounding.

From behind the clouds of dust, a blue light shone and dozens of icy needles and Frost bolts once again shot towards it.

They were aimed directly towards its eyes a very deadly attack.

Fuwah! The dragon moved its scaly wings to cover its eyes and face defensively.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

The icy needle and Frost bolts crashed on the scaly-wings and shattered.

Although feeling no pain from the impact, the Wind Drake was still angered at being attacked by its meal.

WHOOSH! It suddenly raised its tail and swung it at Whittaker.

The moment the tail was about to crash into him, he used Ghost's step and moved to the right.

Bomb! Actually, he was blasted to the right.

"Ah, he died," the porters exclaimed.

"Dumbass, look more carefully," The high-rank rulers said.

The porters watching this scene gasped in surprise. For them, Whittaker had died. For them, it looked as if the tail had pierced through his body, but the high-rankers who were fighting experts and watching more carefully could see that he had stepped to the right with so much strength and speed that he left behind a freaking afterimage.

Whittaker was able to avoid the attack smoothly; However, in the very moment, the scales covering the blade-like tail of the wind drake opened up and thin bone needles shot out from there.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! They moved towards Whittaker at a very fast speed and generated wind. The needles pack so much power that they generated wind waves due to friction.

"What a sly beast!" He thought while looking at the life-threatening needles closing upon him.

[Frost shield!] Whittaker shouted, and at the same time, the Frost spellbook flickered with an icy blue light.

A Frost shield was created in front of Whittaker and the bone needles crashed on it.

The bone needles shattered the shield easily and their speed didn't decrease one bit. They moved towards Whittaker nearly catching up to him, he slammed his right foot on the ground, and at the same time, he put 5 units of battle energy on the same foot.

Bam! He was blasted to the right sides and the bone needles stabbed through his afterimage and crashed on the ground. Not all of them through, some changed direction at the last second and followed after him.

They were like missiles. The bone needles had targeted Whittaker and they chased after him.

He once again used Ghost step but this time his body was blasted towards the homing bone needles.

Ting! He powerfully slashed at the needles with his S-ranked sword and they shattered under the powerful impact. The bone needles were so strong that Whittaker felt his hand vibrate as if he had clashed his sword with C-rank metal.

"Little meal, you are quite a nimble one but what's the use of running when you are gonna get eaten in the end anyway," The Cloud Bone Wind Dragon couldn't believe that a weak E-ranker will block its surprise attack but no worries.

It had been preparing its Ultimate attack when Whittaker was dancing around to dodge the deadly needles.

Clouds had spread above them, and they morphed into giant bone spikes with sparkling edges.

GULP! Whittaker, the high-ranked rulers, and the porters, all gulped at the same time.

Hundreds of spikes rained down from the skies.

Whittaker's mouth gaped at the massive area of effect attack but he had no time to marvel at the power of the spell. He turned around but was still able to look at them because of Devansha vision, and he activated the ability of his Azure-sky boots and earring both at the same time to make a run for it.