I Created Scientific Magic-Chapter 430 - 418: First-Generation Fighter VS Molten Lava Fire Dragon

The continuous barrage of gunfire did not attract Sirid's attention, as the Molten Lava Fire Dragon had to face the wizards' counterattacks while destroying the airships.

As for Sirid himself, the majority of his energy was invested in suppressing the Molten Lava Fire Dragon beneath him and constructing protective Divine Arts, leaving him little energy to detect the source of these unexpected attacks.

However, his underestimation was clearly fatal. The warplane, speeding at 360 kilometers per hour, moved like a gust of wind, crossing hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Before colliding with the giant dragon's body, Lydia desperately pivoted the aircraft and forcefully pulled the red lever beside her to its lowest position.

As she crossed paths with the dragon, a strong beam of light shot out from the front of the aircraft.

The top of the warplane was like being equipped with a sword of almost infinite length and indestructibility!

And the distance between the two sides as they crossed was even less than thirty meters!

Lydia could even see the red dragon scales, the Divine Arts patterns on them looking like chains. Such close proximity undoubtedly maximized the power of the laser beam, instantly slicing through the tough dragon scales. The warplane roared past, leaving a bloodstain stretching from east to west, several meters long on the massive dragon body.

Blood sprayed across the sky, and the enormous dragon roared incessantly.

"What on earth is this?" Sirid, realizing something was amiss only after the dragon beneath him was injured, could only vaguely perceive something invading his domain, fleeting so fast it was unimaginable.

After being struck heavily again, the Molten Lava Fire Dragon was burning with rage. Its crimson eyes continuously searched for the enemy attacking it, but the polarization magic was extremely effective in concealing itself in the darkness. It could only sense the air currents from the warplane and the buzzing sound of the propeller...

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The Fire Dragon opened its mouth wide, continuously spewing scorching Dragon Breath towards the source of the sounds.

But the warplane was just too fast. Under Lydia's control, it moved like a nimble fish, darting through the fierce Dragon Breath, and even periodically firing its cannons in retaliation...

Accompanied by a burst of intense cannon fire, a continuous rain of bullets reappeared, firing hundreds of rounds in just over ten seconds, relentlessly striking the Fire Dragon's body.

Although most of the bullets were deflected by the tough dragon scales, many hit the bleeding wounds, further exacerbating the injuries, with red blood continuously falling down along the dragon's tail.

Amidst angry and painful roars, the scorching Dragon Breath grew more intense. The entire dragon charged towards the direction from which the barrage of bullets came.

Lydia was daring but she also knew that her warplane could not take on a dragon head-on, and the burning Dragon Breath also affected combat to some extent.

After all, being able to see in the dark and accurately hit the target depended not simply on vision, but also on magic that sensed heat.

This was also why warplane pilots had to be selected from wizards.

Fortunately, combat wasn't just about size or more powerful spells; if they couldn't hit the target, these advantages were useless!

Lydia clearly took the strategy of "keep moving" to the extreme, always maintaining a certain distance and circling the massive fire dragon while occasionally firing her machine guns to attack and persistently provoke the restless dragon. Occasionally, she seized the opportunity to get close and hit it hard with a laser beam!

As the Dean had said, "The more enraged and irrational the enemy becomes, the better the opportunity presents itself!"

As for Sirid on the dragon's back? The target was too small, entirely undetectable under the magic that sensed heat, hidden by the huge heat source of the fire dragon.

Moreover, with the fire dragon constantly on the move, trying to hit such a small target in the limited visibility of the night sky was like something out of a fantasy, so Lydia focused all her energy on handling the dragon itself.

The fight lasted for several minutes, and the dragon's body had gained more than a dozen shocking wounds.

The Molten Lava Fire Dragon, already on the verge of berserk, completely lost control. Dragon Breath swarmed the skies, and its tail swung wildly, attacking without any clear purpose.

Lydia narrowly dodged the tail whip, followed by a round of shooting that hit the body of the fire dragon...

"This vitality is too strong!" Lydia watched as the Molten Lava Fire Dragon continued to wail but still did not fall, secretly amazed. She had never seen any creature take so many laser beams and still remain 'full of life' under the barrage of the machine gun.

And now, 80 percent of the fighter's 4,000 rounds of ammunition had been used up, and the energy supply for the laser beams was down to less than one-third...

It seemed she would have to conserve ammunition, slowly draining the enemy's physical strength and life force. Lydia did not believe this creature was immortal; the aircraft still had more than half its fuel left, and she was sure she would be the victor if it came down to endurance!

"Enough, stop!" Sirid, clinging desperately to a protruding spike on the dragon's back to avoid being thrown off, had infused a large amount of Divine Energy into the dragon-shaped gem, forcibly controlling the Molten Lava Fire Dragon underneath him to cease its meaningless attacks.

Their goal wasn't to tangle here with a target they couldn't see or hit effectively, but to delay time and destroy as many of the airborne airships as possible.

These alchemical creations were carrying the wizards' main forces; shooting down each one meant the death of hundreds of riflemen and wizards.

Under Sirid's relentless urging, the furious Molten Lava Fire Dragon finally directed all its anger and frustration at those still nearby airships.

Seeing the fire dragon turn hysterical under her relentless 'teasing', suddenly turning to chase those airships, Lydia hastily followed and activated the expanded sound Formation added by the alchemists, loudly taunting,

"Come hit me, I'm right here..."

Lydia taunted for a while, and seeing the dragon persistently chasing the airships, she angrily exclaimed, "Only cowards run away!"

Sirid ignored Lydia's words, controlling the fire dragon beneath him to constantly shift positions, reducing the frequency at which it was hit by laser beams.

Although the Molten Lava Fire Dragon still seemed lively and energetic, Sirid, who held the dragon-shaped gem and could sense its condition, understood that the injuries were slowly draining its life force. It was just less apparent due to its fury.

While the Molten Lava Fire Dragon could still hold up, he needed to destroy as many of the airships as possible, preventing the enemy from reaching the production sites of the fire oil...