Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 128 - 100 Pit Killing_1

A smile bloomed at the corner of Roderick’s mouth. It seemed the Goddess of Luck was standing on his side today. He vigorously vibrated his wings and the young Red Dragon accelerated instantaneously, pouncing toward the Young Red Copper Dragon without even using his flame breath.

The two had clashed too many times, and with just a glance, one could judge whether their Dragon Breath could harm the opponent.

Aivensa didn’t turn around; instead, she slightly shifted her body to the side and fled toward the other side of the valley.

When it came to escape skills, the Young Red Copper Dragon was second to none. Return flights might seem like the best option, but in reality, they were a big no-no—they not only allowed the opponent to close the distance but also exposed one’s belly and back for a moment, which could be fatal.

As Aivensa desperately flapped her wings, she also inhaled air, ready to spew at any moment.

A perfect opportunity presented itself as she passed a ravine.

Aivensa released the Slow Breath she had been brewing for a long time. In just a brief breath, the entire airspace of the small ravine was filled with this toxic gas, and then she dove straight into it.

This was one of the life-saving magic artifacts that Aivensa used during the chase with the young Red Dragon.

The Red Copper Dragon had two types of Dragon Breath.

One was the Strong Acid Breath, which was column-shaped and highly corrosive.

The other was the Slow Dragon Breath, which was cone-shaped and eroded the enemy’s body with a temporary paralyzing effect, reducing the enemy’s speed by half.

If the young Red Dragon was unwilling to get hit by the Slow Dragon Breath and opted to soar over it, his clumsy maneuvering would definitely increase the distance between them.

If the young Red Dragon risked diving through it and did not endure, the significant reduction in speed would give Aivensa enough time to shake him off.

Without thinking, the young Red Dragon dived into the Slow Dragon Breath.

This was the closest he had gotten to Aivensa in recent times, and his hatred had accumulated to an extreme; he refused to let go even if it killed him.

Most importantly, the young Red Dragon was full of confidence in his robust body, believing he could rush through before the Slow Dragon Breath could do enough damage.

This time, the Goddess of Luck was still on the young Red Dragon’s side.

As he just began to feel a tingling sensation in his body, he had already seen the clear sky on the other side, and that red-copper colored brat was still not far ahead, fleeing frantically. He seemed to smell the Fear emanating from the opponent.

This panic fueled the young Red Dragon’s arrogance.

Tonight, he was going to feast on the Red Copper Dragon.

The frantic Young Red Copper Dragon kept darting into narrow valleys and ceaselessly repeated the same trick, creating mists of Slow Dragon Breath to slow down the young Red Dragon and obstruct his vision.

The young Red Dragon didn’t care and dived straight in.

It was strange to say.

The young Red Dragon seemed to have divine help today; he broke through four times in a row without being slowed by the paralysis.

Such a success rate of making consecutive Saving Throws was not commonly seen.

Because he was biting down so hard and just unlucky,

the Young Red Copper Dragon was forced to use her other trump card—the Acceleration Ring.

The young Red Dragon was aware of this trump card; he also knew that all Magic Artifacts possessed a limited number of uses each day.

Although he was not sure how many times the Young Red Copper Dragon’s Acceleration Ring could be used per day, it wouldn’t be more than five. He had already forced her to use it twice.

A few more minutes like this, and once the remaining uses were exhausted, even if he did get hit by one or two blasts of Slow Dragon Breath, the young Red Dragon was confident that he could finish her off, not giving her a chance to turn the tables.

"Grandson, do you dare to come in?" Aivensa dived into a relatively narrow crevice in the cliff while spewing out Slow Dragon Breath once again and shouted loudly.

The narrowness of this cliff crevice was relative to the young Red Dragon’s enormous size, like a strong ox; actually, the gap wasn’t too small.

It was just a bit long, nearly twenty meters or so.

This was an important escape point for the Young Red Copper Dragon; she had often used it to escape from the young Red Dragon’s clutches here.

Every time Roderick hesitated even slightly, or if he tried to go around, Aivensa would take the opportunity to run far away.

"Today, the Goddess of Luck is on my side. Once I break through this strategy of yours, let’s see what tricks you have left." The young Red Dragon roared, tucked in his wings, and shot through like a bullet, highly focused and continuously scratching against the walls of the cave to increase his speed. In less than three seconds, he had squeezed through.

Aivensa clearly hadn’t expected the young Red Dragon to be so decisive today, and she was clearly a bit panicked.

Instead of flying straight as she had in the past, she quickly changed direction, circling around the cliff crevice and returning to the other side.

Roderick, however, had charged too fiercely and couldn’t stop in time. By the time he stabilized his form and turned to pursue, he only saw Aivensa diving into the cliff crevice once more.

It seemed she had decided to fully exploit Roderick’s less agile turning to widen the gap between them again, to facilitate her escape.

The Slow Dragon Breath in the crevice became even more concentrated. Before the mist from the previous breath had dispersed, Aivensa had spewed out another, increasing the density of the toxic cloud.

"Hmph, without showing me something new, you won’t shake me off today." The young Red Dragon didn’t think twice, diving in once more, repeating his previous tactic, pushing his speed to the limit.

Although he wasn’t very afraid of Aivensa’s Slow Dragon Breath, it was still preferable to minimize contact with it whenever possible.