After his partner left, Hoffa's eyes slanted upwards to the sky, and the sky above gradually turned from light red to deep red, and the sun was about to set, and it was not easy to leave this volcanic basin in the last rays.

The motives and purposes of the strange man are still a mystery, but Hoffa doesn't have time to think about it anymore, the wizards and goblins of Helzburg have fainted from poisoning, and if it gets dark, he will probably no longer be able to control the course of events.

There was a faint red light in the gray fog, and scarlet sparks flew in the air, which were incomplete pieces of paper, wood chips, and sand. The colorful ores on the mountain walls are now only one color.

Red.

He slowly walked out of his hiding place, crawling in the direction of the Fireball Dragon, as his mental force field swirled around the ground like a spider's web. He wants to attract the dragon's attention to buy time for his companions to find the magic potion.

The fireball had its back to Hoffa, rummaging through the middle of the box.

Hoffa gradually approached it, thirty meters ..... Twenty meters .....

The fireball snapped and turned sharply, a scorched breath wafting through the air.

At that moment, Hoffa saw the creature clearly, it was about nineteen feet long, with a long, sharp tail that resembled the head of a lion. Standing in the eerie and gloomy fog, his whole body was shining with red scales, and there was a hot orange-white light in the gaps in the scales.

Compared to the last time I saw the green dragon and the black dragon, it was much smaller in size, and its wings were much smaller, as if it had degenerated, but the ubiquitous extreme temperature almost roasted Hoffa to dry.

It was probably very hungry, and when it opened its mouth, it took a few unconscious goblins on the ground, raised the dragon's kiss, and swallowed them.

The razor-sharp teeth halved the elf, and the air was filled with a scorched aura. The image makes people almost arch their feet and their hairs stand upside down.

"Damn goblins, cocoon yourself!"

Hoffa's voice was inaudible to himself.

The fireball had half a goblin in its mouth, and shook its head to find it, as if it couldn't eat at ease because of Hoffa's presence.

Seeing that he had succeeded in attracting its attention, Hoffa did not dare to make any waves, and quickly retreated into a corner.

Now is not the time when he was passed on by the four founders last year, with his current state, directly facing this dangerous, irritable and hungry fire dragon is completely self-defeating.

As the fireball advances, Hoffa retreats.

The fireball went to the left, and Hoffa went to the right.

It's always hanging from a distance.

One person and one dragon went back and forth, and both sides looked extremely patient.

It works, just keep this distance!" He slowly retreated under the wooden suspension bridge, thinking that he would keep this distance and wait for Aglaia to come back and fly out directly into a thunderbird. Fireball's wings are so short that it doesn't look like it's good at flying.

But at this moment, a drop of liquid dripped from the air and fell on the back of Hoffa's hand.

His expression froze, at such a high temperature as a fireball, why was there any body fluids that hadn't been evaporated.

Tick.

Another drop of liquid fell on his hand, followed by two drops, then three drops.

Look up.

It turned out that on the wooden suspension bridge above his head, there was a slender creature clinging.

It is on the small side, about the size of an adult. Among the dragons, they should not be adults, and the color is quite gorgeous, and the pearl-like scales are rainbow-colored and shining, but the eyes are quite weird, it has no pupils, only the whites of the eyes.

It was it that looked at itself, dripping drool.

Hoffa's heart sank little by little. Judging by this appearance, it must be the vanished Albumen Eye, the culprit of the fall of the elves and wizards here.

"Shhhhh

The albumen looked at the boy below, spread his wings, and let out a sharp hiss.

As if to remind the fireball in the distance. The fireball in the distance let out a roar, smashing into pieces of boxes with great speed, and Hoffa struck with a force on his heel and turned sharply. The smoke and dust were scattered and there was nothing.

He was like falling into an ice cellar, and the sociality of these dangerous creatures was far beyond his expectations.

They actually cooperate in hunting.

The heat wave is coming from the other side!

Not good, back!

The fireball slyly turned around and launched a sneak attack from the right.

Hoffa didn't even think about raising his right arm, and a hemispherical shield immediately came out of his left arm, covering his body.

Claws and shields intersect, and the ground shatters.

Hoffa stepped back three meters, stepping on two plough marks on the volcanic rock floor, hydrostatics made his throat sweeten, coughed up a pool of blood, and his left forearm bent instantly.

In the next second, the great force completely shattered the magic shield.

Hoffa was shot out like a cannonball.

Rumble!!

He flew thirty meters upside down and crashed into the pile of boxes, where the rubble and wood directly submerged Hoffa.

The fireball wings pressed to the ground, and the rolling fog rose up, and a pair of fiery eyes the size of a bowl appeared out of the thick fog.

It opened its mouth, the oxygen in the air was drained, and the light in the depths of its throat was almost as bright as the surface of the sun.

Dragon's Breath is on the verge of triggering!

At this moment, in the pile of rubble, he stretched out a hand and held a fist.

"Shattered Grip!!"

Syllable!!

Countless huge stone hands on the ground stretched out, and they grabbed the neck of the flame-spewing creature, forcibly causing the flames to change direction and shoot high into the air.

Then, the dense stone hands pressed the creature layer by layer.

With wings on his back, Hoffa leaped out of the pile of rocks, his left arm crooked outwards thirty degrees. He held the broken bone of his left arm with his right arm, bit his lip and broke it hard, and he directly put the bone back in place after a long illness.

In his activated state, his magic power was transformed into life, the cells quickly divided, and his severed arm quickly healed. The wings disappeared behind him, and Hoffa moved his arms and quickly retreated.

That operation just now almost made him magical, and now he can only hope that Aglaia will bring him back the potion sooner.

Rumble!!

The fireball writhed wildly, trying to break free from the stone hand that was bound to it.

The strength was not enough, and it did not break free.

It raised its head and roared, the temperature in the air was rising, all the combustibles around it were burning, and the red-hot magma flowed down from its body one by one.

In the thick smoke, it broke free.

Hoffa felt like his skull was ripe.

Can't beat it, can't beat it......

He looked around, and the misfortune was not alone, and then two more albumen eyes came out from the other side. These two are one size bigger than the one just now.

Aglaia hadn't come back yet, and Hoffa looked at his watch, and wondered how this could be.

Albumineye kept its distance from the fireball, outflanking them left and right like wingmen, and although they weren't big, it was enough to tear themselves apart.

He gritted his teeth and dragged a large iron rod from the wooden box next to him, ready to use it for self-defense.

But at this moment, I only heard a loud noise from behind my side.

Rumble!!

Hoffa was startled, thinking that it was a fireball catching up, but when he looked closely, it was not a fireball......

I saw a mountain monster more than six meters tall knocking on the chest, smashing the mountain wall, and pounced on Hofa with his hands and feet, and smashed a flying white eye in the air.

Albumin-eye let out a wail, flew back upside down, and hit the fireball's head, the fireball was startled, and immediately stopped the pursuit, coiled in the distance and began to watch.

The mountain monster, which was as tall as four adults, stood in front of Hoffa, and thumped twice on his chest, cracking open its potato-like ugly face and revealing a mouthful of fangs that seemed to demonstrate to him.

Looking at the mountain monster, Hoffa was in despair, first a Chinese fireball, then a white eye, and now a giant mountain monster...... The gods can't stand it!

He took a step back and tightened the grip on his weapon. Try to fight to the death when the mountain monster attacks you.

However, at this moment, a pair of rabbit ears poked out from the back of the mountain monster.

"Don't do it!

The girl shouted anxiously.

The situation flipped again, and Hofa's eyes widened, this guy was so clever that he rode on the mountain monster.

He didn't dare to hesitate, jumped on the mountain monster's knee and jumped on the mountain monster's shoulder, and grabbed Aglaia's arm.

The mountain monster had a curved raised iron saddle behind it, which was not large, but fortunately, both of them were very thin.

After sitting in the iron saddle, Hoffa immediately asked, "Where is the potion?"

"I found where you said. "But the medicines are fake, and there is no way to use them. ”

"Shit!"

Hoffa furrowed his brow. "These sick elves!"

Aglaia didn't answer, she pursed her lips and flicked the reins.

The mountain monster ran with surprising agility, waving arms as thick as Hoffa's waist as he ran, and the boxes and buildings that stood in their way were smashed to pieces.

The fireball with a wait-and-see attitude immediately became arrogant as soon as the mountain monster began to flee. The mountain monster used both hands and feet in front, and the fireball behind it was not slow, or even faster. After all, it just needs to run along, and it doesn't need to open the way.

Seeing that the fire dragon was getting closer and closer to him, Hoffa hugged Aglaia's waist and looked sideways at the fireball behind him that was dancing on the suspension bridge, thinking that he didn't need to watch a movie in his life......

As the situation became more urgent, he looked around and said to Aglaia, "Let's go to the drawbridge!"

"It's too heavy, what should I do if I step on it?" asked Aglaia.

"Let's go up first. Hoffa snatched the reins from Aglaia's hand, "I'll ride, you break the drawbridge!"

The two immediately switched places, and the moment they grabbed the reins, Hoffa felt a tingling in his spine.

It turned out that this reins had been enchanted, and when I grabbed it, I felt like I had an extra body, and I knew the mountain monster like an arm, no wonder it could run away with its eyes blindfolded.

The two drove the mountain monster onto the rickety suspension bridge, dozens of meters above the ground.

As Aglaia said, the thing was too heavy, and as soon as you stepped on it, the entire drawbridge collapsed straight and made an ominous creak.

Seeing that the drawbridge was getting tighter, Aglaia drew her wand and asked aloud, "What to do, now?"

Hoffa turned his head and swept away, only to see the fireball following them, fiercely rushing onto the drawbridge.

He immediately shouted, "It's now, hurry!"

"Broken apart!" Aglaia's wand pointed at the drawbridge beneath him, and the drawbridge snapped open.

Hoffa manipulated the mountain monster to grasp the crack in the drawbridge, and under the huge inertia, it smashed into the mountain wall like a swing.

The fireball stomped into the air and fell with its back down.

As soon as it fell off the drawbridge, it opened its mouth and spat out a high-temperature breath, which was completely different from the last time Hoffa had seen the black dragon, which was continuous, but its breath was like a fire bomb, one by one blasting out of its throat. When the bomb touched the building and the mountain, it exploded like a high explosive.

The Philosopher's Stone Pillar in Heertzburg was destroyed by the heat and explosion, and was blown to powder and collapsed.

The two hid behind the head of the mountain monster, and Hoffa manipulated the mountain monster to raise his arm to block the power of the explosion.

Three seconds later, the explosion subsided slightly, and Hoffa took a look.

The fireball clawed at the mountain wall, flapping its wings, but it still fell.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, it was really not good at flying.

Turning his head and looking at the exit of the basin overhead, the mountain monster grabbed the raised rock with the mana of his arm, like Tarzan of the apes, carrying Hoffa and Aglaia on the mountain wall quickly.

Aglaia looked at the fireball rushing at the bottom of the valley, and said with palpitations: "It's crazy, so many people, just staring at us......"

Thinking of what the man had said to him before leaving, Hoffa asked, "Do you know him?"

"Why should I know that thug," Aglaia asked rhetorically, "he wants to kill us!"

"I don't think it's that simple. Hoffa said, "If I really want to kill you, why should I give you back my wand?" ”