The glowing young heart supplied blood to the half-healed head, and in an instant it regained some of its fighting instincts, and suddenly flapped its wings in front of it to create strong air pressure.

The dragon song with its wings spread was pushed and pulled away from the blazing breath for a long distance.

At this moment, Long Ge's whole body was wrapped in the armor of the Douglas Dragon, only the face was exposed, and the edges of the face seemed to be protected within a 100% fitting helmet.

But to make it easier to move, she lifted the armor covering her abdomen, legs, upper arms, and near her collarbone, revealing her original skin.

The blazing accumulated flames erupted, and in an instant, half of the room was occupied by its pillar of fire, making it difficult to dodge.

Long Ge raised his right hand and released the same crimson flames as the black dragon - the two flames collided, producing a continuous flame explosion at the intersection, destroying the bookshelves around them, and even the bricks and stones of the remote walls were being subjected to the heat wave and the wind pressure of the explosion, shattering and shifting little by little.

But the flames of the dragon song were not as powerful as the blazing breath, and the intersection began to move towards her, as if a goat could not push the horns of a bison, and transformed into feet covered by dragon armor boots, moving backwards on the ground, rubbing two stone slab lines.

Long Ge suddenly flapped his wings to give himself a strong support on his back, and the movement was stopped.

She raised her other hand, and the dragon's claw changed from a saber-toothed tiger's claw, igniting a pale blue flame, pushing forward and erupting, the two flames converging, the red and blue of the blinding light distinct.

The two-color flame of the dragon song instantly surpassed the strength of a single dragon flame, and unstoppably pushed forward the intersection point, until the dragon's entire body was swallowed by the sea of fire, and the flames of the dragon's mouth could not resist the force, let alone spew out again, accumulating to produce an uncontrollable pressure.

Suddenly, a violent explosion at its mouth produced a horizontal energy circle, completely destroying the wall that could only support the middle section of the white tower, and the upper half of the tower fell down obliquely, falling into the castle clearing, shattering into scattered ruins, and white ash surging over a large area like cumulus clouds.

The pursuing soldiers were denied access to the tower, and without a single mage from the Ministry of Magic present, they had to dodge falling rocks in this disaster.

The dragon song protects itself with wings - worthy of the dragon's armor, and the explosion only causes a few scratches, which will not be repaired in a long time.

Raising her head, the blazing breath slowly regained her composure from the explosion, and when she buried her red eyes, Long Ge was already close - she picked up the black iris she picked up along the way, and swirled and slashed with the stronger arm power of the dragon's claws.

The heavy black spear sliced through the air, producing a shocking sound, severing the blazing neck in one fell swoop, and the dragon's head fell apart.

Without head control, the body immediately topples, but its head is still alive. Sticking the weapon into the ground, Long Ge immediately raised his hands and held up the huge head of the blazing breath, releasing high-intensity flames from the left and right at the same time, burning its head bit by bit.

Blazing Breath is unable to scream, or even resist, because the vocal organs need lung qi, and dragon lungs are also needed to create attacking flames.

The crackling sound of being burned to ashes by the flames replaced its wails before it died.

Between his hands, the dragon's head completely turned to ashes, and along with the flaming heatwave, it drifted away.

The enemy was solved, and Long Ge looked up and breathed a sigh of relief. There is no ceiling at this point, the upper part of the building is gone, and when you look up, you can see a clear blue and white sky, and black smoke rising upwards from this level.

Long Ge held the spear stuck in the ground, and the "Attribute Reduction Scroll" was currently missing, and the Black Iris could only maintain its original weight, but it would not hinder Long Ge too much, because the new dragon wings made the load gravity increase unabated.

Is Xia Zuo safe? Long Ge thought to himself that he had told himself that the slave spell mark had a magical connection with the slave owner, and if the slave owner died, the slave spell would disappear and the bound person would be free.

The slave owner is injured, and the spell mark will make the slave perceive... Now, the spell seal didn't give Long Ge a strange feeling, it was still as peaceful as before, and it seemed that Xia Zuo was fine.

When they met for the first time in the cave, they were surprised that Xia Zuo was alone to deal with the fierce beast sabertooth, and I didn't know if Xia Zuo could heal himself, but as far as it was, he didn't have half a wound on his body, maybe he was far stronger than he feared.

That would have to rush to his aid, and it was worth noting that the floor of the White Tower had not collapsed after such fierce battles and explosions.

Long Ge pulled out his spear and found that the floor tiles were exposed, revealing a silver-white metallic hue, reflecting the fire in the environment.

This is?

The dragon flame was wrapped around the spear, and she swung it upward, the shockwave lifting the floor, revealing the face beneath her feet—a square metal room about five meters long and wide.

A large hole was made at the other end of the floor, and there was nothing there, as the room did not occupy a large area.

The entrance of the Longge Cave fell to the next floor, and he was in a spiral staircase, and he also saw the door of the silver-white room in front of him.

I remember the white-haired man saying that important magic was locked in a vault made of Mithril.

I guess that's it, Mithril material... The edges of the door are tightly sealed, there are no handles, and there is no point of effort to pull it apart.

Long Ge grabbed it, but did not leave a single scratch on the surface of the door.

She stabbed her black iris at the crack in the door, trying to pry it open, but the tip of the spear couldn't get into the tight slit.

The dragon's eyes made her vaguely aware that there was a faint magic coating on the surface of the metal, which seemed to be separated from the metal... All the attacks just now were all applied to the coating, and even the metal itself did not touch.

It can be seen that the previous break is a bit too contemptuous. More attacks are fearful of damaging the internal collection.

Maybe there will be a way for Xia Zuo to come, he knows a lot about magic... But now he is in the enemy's camp, and even if he is brought here, he will be hindered by the enemy.

That's not as good as... Hide it first, out of the reach of enemies.

Long Ge took a few steps back, his feet turned into cloven hooves, and lunged forward, slamming his shoulder into the not-so-big metal room.

"Boom ——!"

The tower also shook, scattering the fine sand that could only be produced by the earthquake.

There was not the slightest dent at the point of impact, but below, the metal room resting on this level moved forward half a foot, scratching a rectangular mark.

can be pushed, Long Ge smiled happily.

Several crashing sounds came from the half-collapsed white tower to the castle.

Outside the White Tower, soldiers who rose from the ruins clutched their heads as they fainted after the concussion.

"Hell! Run! The sober companion looked up and reminded.

A few pieces of masonry fell to their feet, and everyone suddenly raised their heads to find that the huge metal room was halfway out of the edge of the fault.

On the final impact, the Mithril chamber topples down in a vertical fall that slowly accelerates from zero.

Ryuge took a step ahead of it, flapping its wings through the thick dust, and swerving like a bird under the Mithril room, holding it around its neck.

Then the paws are raised in rows, and the wings are stirred up at a fast frequency.

"The weight of ten black iris..."Long Ge gritted his teeth and said, but it had an effect, and the Mithril room was moved up by her, "No, plus the original, now it's eleven." ”

She raised her frequency, and only high-strength dragon wings could sustain the fast frequency that emitted a deafening humming sound.

The people fleeing the castle and the nearby streets were drawn away by the noise—a dark creature with wings flapping and a huge metal box flying north over the city.

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