In fact, he didn't need to intervene; Saskia alone was enough to wipe out this knight squad of over 50 people.
Without a sorcerer, dimeritium cannot counter a dragon; in front of a dragon, it is merely metal that is slightly more heat-resistant.
Dragons Breath is not magic; Elemental Magic Dragons Breath is.
Furthermore, dimeritium only hinders the flow of magic within a Wizard's body; once a mage has cast a spell, it can only be stopped using an anti-magic bomb.
However, this stuff is indeed highly effective against mages, and Asa took the opportunity to collect quite a few dimeritium shackles.
Fleeing?
Out in the wilderness, these people were all living targets.
However, Asa didn't let Saskia have all the fun; it was the perfect time to test a new Atmospheric magic spell.
Asa turned his gaze toward one of the running knights and had Saskia carry him over.
As soon as they got close, he chanted mysterious syllables, and magic was drawn toward the running knight.
"What?"
The running knight suddenly stopped. The man looked at his arms and limbs in disbelief, his eyes filled with terror, but his body uncontrollably spread its limbs, his eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his skin began to crack.
Flashes of light and energy poured out from these wounds and orifices; his mouth, eyes, and even his cracked skin were filled with shining light.
The knight wanted to scream, but no sound came out.
It wasn't over yet; from his cracked skin, the flashes transformed into ten bolts of lightning that scattered in all directions.
His companions, who hadn't managed to escape beyond 30 meters from the knight, were struck by the lightning, roasted by the electric light, and turned into charred corpses on the spot.
After the electric light surged from his body, the knight at the center simply turned to dust and vanished from this world.
Sometimes, after the lightning struck one knight, it would intermittently jump to another knight; the effect would weaken slightly, but the danger remained immense.
Some knights tried to throw anti-magic bombs, and the power of the lightning was neutralized by the bombs, but no one knew who the next lucky person to have flashes erupt from their body would be.
They couldn't just use the bombs to blow themselves up, could they?
"Devil!"
"Dark Arts!"
"Son of a b*tch!"
"I'm sorry, please spare me!"
Screams and curses echoed endlessly in this dense forest.
What are they mumbling? Is it a Temeria dialect? The accent is too heavy; I can't understand it.
An efficient and concise way to kill enemies. Asa scratched his head. "Let's call this move Bomb Storm."
Using the target as a bomb and detonating it unexpectedly in the center of the enemy—if the elders of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers knew about this move, they wouldn't hesitate to classify the spell as Dark Arts, ban it in the library, and then secretly learn it themselves.
Oops, he accidentally invented another not-so-friendly magic spell. With one move, the knights in this area were wiped out.
Saskia, who had witnessed the entire spell effect, sighed:
"The two of us are too strong!"
"Continue, Saskia, don't let anyone escape."
Saskia carried Asa and flew back up into the high sky, charging toward the next target.
...
Oga didn't know how far he had run; he only had one thought in his mind:
Don't stop!
How could it be a dragon!
They were wrong, they were all wrong! They shouldn't have gone looking for trouble with non-human races in the first place!
It's all Cyrus's fault, that idiot!
Right from the start, Oga had thrown away his armor and sprinted eastward.
As long as he reached the east, reached Wizima, someone would save him!
He didn't know how many times he had stepped on thorns or tripped over stones in the dense forest, but Oga didn't make a sound, heading straight east.
At first, there was the sound of the dragon breaking through the air and the roar of the forest burning.
Immediately after, there were the screams of his companions and the booming sounds of lightning erupting.
After that, even the screams of his companions disappeared, and the forest seemed to return to silence.
The quieter it got, the more terrified Oga became, and he moved his feet even harder.
Were the knights dead? Or had they run away?
Oga didn't know how far he had gone, but when he finally dared to look back, he couldn't even see the fire from the forest anymore.
And ahead, just over a hill, he would be able to see Wizima!
Oga panted heavily, finally feeling pain all over his body, especially in his soles and calves, which hurt so much he was about to faint.
"Did I escape?"
"Unfortunately, no."
Calm words came from behind him.
Oga's breath hitched. He turned around and saw that a black-haired, black-eyed Wizard and a young girl were already standing before him.
"Plop!"
Oga fell directly to his knees:
"Sir, I have no grudge against you! Everything was the plan of Priest Cyrus! Just now on the mountain, I even tried to stop him from attacking you!"
Even though he was about to faint from exhaustion, Oga still forced himself to say a lot of things.
"Don't be silly, brother, I don't kill good people."
Asa looked helpless, then walked up to Oga.
"As long as you tell me the personnel arrangement of the temple and the information on all the high-ranking officials, I will let you go. How about that?"
"Ask away, I will tell you everything!"
"Very good!"
Next, Asa gradually gained an understanding of the Church of the Eternal Fire.
In general, the Church of the Eternal Fire has two main important bases.
Novigrad, a city belonging to the Eternal Fire, with the Temple Guard as its armed force.
Wizima, with the Order of the Flaming Rose as its armed force, numbering three hundred people.
In addition, the ruler of the church is the Arch-Bishop, and then there is one Bishop appointed in each country. Depending on the country, the armed forces vary, but the ones that can be ranked are in these two places.
The initiator of this operation was Priest Cyrus, and the one who agreed to this operation was the nominal Bishop of Temeria, Gradan!
"I've told you everything, can you let me go?"
Oga told the whole story, looking at Asa eagerly, nervous and expectant.
"Don't rush."
Bomb Storm.
Oga opened his mouth wide, but not to speak; instead, flashes of light and energy poured from his eyes and mouth.
Before vanishing from this world, only one question remained in Oga's mind.
Wait, wasn't it agreed that he would be let go? Why still...?
"I said I don't kill good people, but I didn't say you were a good person."
Asa, who held the power to define who was good and who was bad, shrugged and said this.
Thus, the Order of the Flaming Rose, a fifty-man unit, was wiped out.
The matter ended, and Saskia walked up to Asa, still feeling like it wasn't enough:
"Is it over?"
"No." Asa gaze turned back to Wizima,
"The mastermind is still waiting for his subordinates to report the good news; we can't let him be disappointed, can we?"