Damn, one or two, why are girls stupid in this regard? Can you use your brain a little bit.......

Looking at the figure running past him, Roger suddenly had the idea of wanting to stop Jimmy's crazy move.

But after all the tossing just now, especially the dragon's breath that required all his strength to resist, Roger's spirit had reached a certain limit, and his control over his body had decreased significantly.

So, even though the idea of holding Jimmy came to his mind, the movement at hand slowed down, and his fingertips grazed the hem of Jimmy's clothes.

Roger could only watch as Jimmy ran past him, towards the dragon that was still hidden in the darkness, and rushed madly towards the inevitable death.

"What should I do, do you want to slip away for a while, or do you want to try to save Jimmy?"

Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment, and looking at Jimmy's back as he drifted away and gradually swallowed up by darkness, Roger's brain raced to thought.

The situation is undoubtedly more perilous, with strange and treacherous spaces, desperate enemies, and unbelievable developments, all of which Roger has never experienced in his long life.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

Glancing back at Uncle Hammer and Linda, who were still limp on the ground and fainting, Roger thought silently.

"A large area of dragon breath like the one just now, this dragon should not be able to gather again in a short time......

At this time, according to the habits of dragons, it may slap Jimmy away, or it may be tail, although being burned to death by dragon breath is no different from being slapped into pulp, but maybe there is still a chance to ........"

Countless possible scenarios quickly flipped and emerged in Roger's mind, but no matter how much he thought about it and looked for an opportunity to help Jimmy, in the face of this almost sky-high disparity in strength, all he could conclude was a big 'death'.

Roger was no stranger to the despair caused by this sheer strength – he had just experienced it when he faced Pope Nicholas VI before.

After thinking about it, after a moment of continuous recovery, Roger finally managed to reluctantly release the magic power, even if the magic that could be triggered by these thin magic powers was probably like tickling for the dragon.

"Forget it, fight this time, it will be regarded as a bonus for this mission, if it doesn't work, I'll run away with Linda first. As Roger's thoughts settled, black shards of mana swirled across his arm, and Jimmy was already close to the dragon.

"Hey, Sun thief, look here, shadow play........ What the hell?"

The magic fluctuations of the shadow trick were already brewing on Roger's arm, and he tried to find the flaw in the moment of the dragon's attack, waiting for an opportunity to pull Jimmy back, but after a long time, the black light that was ready to be fired hung in Roger's hand like a jammed firearm.

Roger was stunned and drove Jimmy to the dragon's back, and he wouldn't have been so surprised if the dragon spewed out another breath of dragon breath and charred Jimmy.

And in fact, the dragon ....... Nothing was done.

Withdrawing the magic at hand, Roger allowed them to regain their precious magic, rubbing his eyes in disbelief as he grabbed every second to recover, a little unable to believe what his eyes saw.

To everyone's surprise, the imaginary tragedy of Jimmy being pulped into pulp did not happen, and he rushed to the dragon with the shoddy hunting knife in his hand, without any kind of attack.

He crossed the curtain of darkness and finally rushed to the dragon, his rusty hunting knife held high above his head, facing the dragon's scarlet, vertical eyes like red lanterns.

Maybe Jimmy himself didn't expect that the process of his actual rush would be so smooth, and he rushed here almost with the determination to die.

Perhaps Jimmy had imagined that he would be killed by the dragon in the middle of the process, so much so that he didn't even know what to do when he stood in front of the dragon.

Jimmy's mind went blank at this point, letting the hunting knife tremble slightly in the drizzle, and all that was left in front of him was the fierce, majestic and desperate body of the dragon.

This is a true dragon, no match for the bipedal wyvern, who is classified as a beast.

Its claws snapped into the cliff face, hanging the dragon's iconic slightly bloated body upside down - perhaps some kind of magical effect of the dragon's own, or it would have been hard to explain how such slender limbs could have hung upside down compared to its bloated body.

There are no words to describe the majestic body of this giant dragon at this time, the scales of its body are a metallic blue-gray, they seem to breathe, opening and closing in turn from front to back, making a sonorous sound like metal clashing, and its face full of thorns has a certain 'wooden' majesty.

At this moment, in the face of the 'tiny bug' rushing at it, the dragon poked down its plesiosaur-like neck, which was a huge, lizard-like head.

The dragon ignored the toothpick-like hunting knife in Jimmy's hand, and the diamond-shaped scarlet vertical pupils met the latter's eyes, and there was still no sparkle in the huge pupils.

Looking down at the bewildered Jimmy beneath him, finally realizing the little bug's provocation to himself, the dragon finally spread its huge black wings and roared with a strange roar of 'Click-Roar'.

"Evil ....... Dragon.......

The dragon's roar finally reminded Jimmy of the purpose of his rush, his voice trembling slightly, but very firm, "It's you, I know you took my father all those years ago.......! Where the hell did you take him?!"

It seemed that he was finally disgusted with this noisy little worm, the evil dragon slowly opened its mouth, those sharp teeth were dense like spear clusters, and the long black tongue slowly swam and licked on the sharp teeth, and even the surface of the tongue had some small reflective scales.

The tongue was nimble like a slippery python, and it swam to Jimmy, trembling, and wrapped around him like a real python to his mouth, which didn't even know to run away in fear.

"Bastard! bastard! Die!"

But perhaps it was the extreme fear that gave birth to some courage, and with the spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, Jimmy gritted his teeth and used all his strength to swing the hunting knife in his hand and slash at the dragon's long tongue.

The hunting knife slashed at the dragon's indestructible phosphorus armor in a haphazard manner, and in an instant, the crisp sound of iron-striking metal clashing familiar to Uncle Hammer echoed in the air.

Jimmy's mortal strength naturally didn't do any damage to the dragon, even if he aimed at the most delicate parts of the dragon's body, but the inferior hunting knife couldn't even leave a single white mark on the dragon's tongue.

"Ka~Ka~"

But this defiant act clearly angered the ferocious dragon, which roared and writhed its body, and changed its previous slow movements, and the python-like tongue quickly curled up to send Jimmy into the meat grinder's mouth.

"Die!"

Seeing the dark, strange-smelling mouth getting closer and closer to him, Jimmy felt that he was already dead, so he used all his strength to throw the hunting knife into the dragon's throat, and then closed his eyes, waiting for his death with a relieved expression.

"Click~"

The crude hunting knife was thrown into the dragon's throat, and a sound rang out, this time Roger heard it with the utmost real, it was a pure metal collision.

How can it be........ Except that metal dragons should not have dragon throats........ Wait a minute....... Roger's pupils shrank suddenly, and an incredible guess popped into his mind.

Damn! Even that doesn't help the current situation....... And can I conclude that this is really the case based on my guesses.......

"Click~!

While Roger hesitated, the situation in front of him changed again, as if because of the hunting knife thrown in, the dragon writhed in pain, and Jimmy's pendulum rolled up by its tongue swayed like a clock, and several times 'close contact' with the cliff, and the fierce collision made Jimmy's consciousness blurred for a while, until ........ He flew out with a sudden shaking.

Roger frowned, his dark vision allowing him to catch Jimmy flying upside down, and the soft light suddenly illuminated the silent woodland as the brilliant pattern of shadows poured out of his arm again.

"He's fine!"

With Linda's slightly nervous voice, the soft light slowly dragged up Jimmy, who flew out upside down, Roger turned his head in surprise, Linda, who should have been paralyzed behind him, stood up unscathed, and the pure holy light gathered around her again, and formed a pair of wing-like silhouettes behind her, intentionally or unintentionally.

Jimmy's eyes were tightly closed, and he felt like he was torn apart from his body, but he felt like he was lying on a soft cloud until he ........ A warm breath pulled him back to reality.

Linda...... You're not ........"

Jimmy opened his eyes, just in time to meet Linda's eyes with the holy light, although the latter was also full of confusion, but after she glanced at the dragon who was still writhing its body, she still patiently comforted Jimmy and said: "Don't make a sound, your injury is very serious, I need to concentrate as much as possible on the treatment, you may be very uncomfortable waiting for a while, hold on." ”

"Click...... Click......"

As the healing light reappeared, the dragon that was hanging upside down on the cliff and writhing its body suddenly went berserk, a strange roar came out of its throat, staring at Linda and Jimmy, bathed in the holy light behind Roger, the dragon's scarlet eyes for the first time appeared a clear will, that is, the desire to kill.

No, no...... If it's really like what I thought, maybe there is a silver lining...... But my mental power is only enough to sustain one spell or one observation using the 'insight' of my right eye, so do I really want to bet on the near-impossible odds?