Wood struggled to swing his arms forward as the ground of the crack reached over his head, ten fingers firmly pressed against the ground across the crack.

"Forrester bless!" Beneath his feet was the flames of the armory, and the burning sensation came from under his feet, and with the burning pain, he used his ten fingers to prop up his body and climb onto the ground on the other side of the crack.

Along the passage leading to the top three floors of the ice sculpture, the third floor of the collection room was already in front of Wood's eyes, and the precious bottles and jars were all smashed to pieces by the stones falling from the roof, and even the carved antique wooden table used for appreciation was smashed into a hideous hole by the falling boulders.

The damage to these antiquities was indeed a matter of sorrow, but Wood had no intention of showing any grief for the local Chancellor of the Exchequer, who simply looked up at the dragon's belly covered with bricks and earth above the roof that was no longer there, almost close at hand, but out of reach.

"Damn, out of reach!" Wood searched around for something to climb, but all of them were stone tables and chairs that he had turned over or heavy objects that he couldn't move at all, and Wood's heart was cold for a while.

The salty smell of the room was already churning in Wood's stomach, and the smell of ambergris dripping from the dragon's body almost suffocated him.

One drop of ambergris was on the tip of Wood's nose, and he retched for a while before reaching out to wipe away the slippery, salty liquid from the tip of his nose, but when he touched it, he nearly tore off his nose, and the dripping ambergris was thicker than the glue from the rubber trees by the sea.

He looked up at the dragon's belly, which had a thick, solid mixture of mud and stones, and shivered uncomfortably at the wisp of slime pulled down from his nose by his fingertips.

"Looks like I'm going to have to use this disgusting thing, and maybe this disgusting thing can really help me!" Wood's mind flashed through a solution he didn't want to try, but the dragon, which could take the lives of many of his people at any moment, did not allow him to hesitate.

Wood searched for undried ambergris and walked through the ruined storage room, collecting the disgusting objects from the crumbling clay and rubble, allowing the sharp objects to cut his palms. When he was ready, he came to a corner of the collection room, jumped up from the ground, put his hands on the stone wall, and then kicked his legs down while tearing off his hands covering the stone wall.

The soldiers of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army, who were barely breathing, found Wood standing at the top of the dangerous wall, and pointed out to him one after another, almost speechless with excitement.

Wood didn't look at the Wood Elf Forbidden Army, but just looked in the direction of Unocor.

Above the perilous wall, the wind of snow and frost seemed to carry Wood's sigh, and he continued to run along the top edge of the perilous wall, which was only one step wide, facing the dragon's belly.

"Stop shooting! It's Your Majesty! The Wood Elf Forbidden Army, whose faces had been frozen red on the night of the ice, finally recovered from their silence and pointed to the figure on the dangerous wall of the collection room at the top of the Ice Sculpture.

Startled by the shouts of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army, the dragon flapped his wings and slammed his hind limbs to the ground, as if trying to take to the air.

At this moment, the Wood Elf King Wood leaped from the top of the wall, his whole body soared into the air, his ears only whistling in the wind, he stretched out his hands and hugged the dragon's belly, but the dragon body that rose from the air seemed to start moving away from his eyes, "Damn! ”

Wood's feet were at least thirty feet away from the snowy floor, and after Wood gasped in the air, his heart seemed to be still, he knew that in that far away and warm place, there was a woman who would always wait for his return, and silently thought to himself, "I can't die." ”

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and the speed of the dragon's writhing body towards the ruins of the castle became unusually slow, as did his own movements.

The moment of the short breath seemed as long as a year had passed, and the dragon's body had soared into the air, and the falling tail was sweeping wildly, but it was dangling in front of Wood's eyes.

Wood clasped his arms together and grabbed the dragon's long tail, a rising force seemed to lift him up from the air, and when he looked down at the hanging legs, the top of the ice sculpture that had been built was in ruins, but now it was a bonsai under his feet.

"Your Majesty was taken into the sky by the Dagang Dragon!" Wood's ears were deafening, and the cries of the Wood Elf Praetorian guards seemed to come from the abyss.

Wood hugged the dragon's tail tightly, relying on the remaining dragon saliva in his hands, so that he could grasp the dragon's tail firmly, and the Dagang dragon frantically flicked its tail, trying to throw the wood elf king who climbed the dragon's tail out of the air, but it was unsuccessful. Wood, however, took advantage of the tremendous swing force generated by the tail muscles at the moment when it curled its tail, let go of his hand, and leaped straight to its dragon back with a somersault.

Wood faced the strong air current, trying to open his blue eyes, the approaching dragon's back sword Ying was like a piece of stone knife blade, about to fall on the broad dragon's back at the moment, in order to avoid his head hitting the sharp dragon back Jianying, he had to turn his body sideways, stretched out his left arm to hold the sharp sword, and with his other hand to clasp the thick dragon scales, although this is a bad method, but it is the only alternative among the bad methods.

It was a sharp pain from the tearing of the arm, and the cold high-altitude snow wind actually froze the blood gushing out of the arm, sticking to the dragon's back Jianying.

The dragon carried Wood away from the stone walls of Nildagon and flew towards the frozen sea south of Nildagon under the watchful eye of the wood elves of Nildagon Ngirdagang.

"Given two options, intruder. Jump from my dragon's back and fall into the sea to your death, or be cleaved to pieces by the thunder of the Storm Cliffs! "The ears of Wood Elf King Wood rang with the ancient Elvenian language that only the druids of the Wood Elves still wrote in the scriptures.

"Dagang Dragon, I didn't know you could speak the ancient language of Oedpam, used by the wood elf druids. I always thought you were just a murderous beast! Wood replied in the same language to the Dagang dragon, looking at the thick cloud of lightning on the horizon.

"Murderous beasts? Woo! Murderous beasts! Two streaks of ice mist erupted from the dragon's nostrils, and the dragon's roaring voice was filled with extreme resentment, "You intruders who don't know what shame is, have cleaned my territory of bad things, slaughtered our dragons, plucked our skins, and whipped our tendons, how much better have you done to our dragons than I am a beast?" Woo! Woo! ”

"Didn't you kill thousands of our people! What's more, thousands of years have passed, why wouldn't you, the last dragon, choose the same way as the eagles of Green Mountain" Wood closed his eyes and shook his head.

"An alliance with the invaders? Become your instrument to rule the forests and snow of Oedpam? No, never! We dragons will never ally with invaders! Oedpam belongs to our dragons, forever to our dragons, you have slaughtered my people, and my cold frost will punish you for the sins you have committed against my dragons! The dragon was completely enraged, it curled up, swooped downward, and suddenly soared into the sky again, "You have two choices, the head of the invaders, jump off my dragon's back, or be split into pieces of flesh by lightning!" ”

"I'm afraid I won't give myself a choice for this!" Wood looked at the dragon's back, although the dragon scales were dense and thick, but there were gaps between the scales, and there was a huge scar on the dragon's back, where the dragon scales had not grown, the huge scar was like a sword mark, Wood guessed that this was probably a scar from a thousand years ago. That seems to be the weak point of the Dagang Dragon.

"Then I'll give you a choice! Pierce through the thick black clouds ahead and enjoy the roar of lightning! That's my anger! "The dragon of Dagang flew rapidly, and the Storm Cliff was in Wood's field of vision, and the black clouds of lightning and thunder were not far in front of Wood.

"I'm afraid your anger will only hurt you!" Wood cautiously crawled on the dragon's back towards the dragon's scars, even though every crawl was a challenge for him, but he had no choice at all, just as Samaras had chosen to kill himself, the death of his brother Werther, the sound of rolling thunder was close to his ears, and the lightning flashed above his head.

"Die! The king of reptiles! Go to hell! I will curse your soul to fall into the eternal darkness of this storm cliff! The Dagang dragon roared wildly, and its massive body burrowed into the lightning cloud at the top of the top of the Storm Mountain Cliff.

"I'm afraid you're the one who died. And not me! Wood bent on the dragon's back, and his right hand pulled out the Ten Thousand Blades from the pure gold scabbard inlaid with seventy-nine flawless emeralds, and raised it above his head, and the hilt of the Sun and Moon Scimitar suddenly flashed with rolling thunder, and Wood's whole body trembled, "Even if you die, you and I will be turned to dust together!" Yes!!! ”