Fear is a kind of nature of intelligent life, and if you overcome fear, you will understand the true meaning of courage, but at this time, the heart of the black dragon Fermo is completely unable to give birth to any courage, and there is only a shadow of fear in his heart that cannot be dispelled like a dark night.

The black dragon, paralyzed and bound by the iron mesh of steel artillery, finally realized what had happened to him at this time.

In the eyes of those orcs, he is no longer a powerful black dragon that is high above and invincible, in the eyes of the orcs, he is meat, like those pigs and cows, and the meat that will be slaughtered and put on the table when fattened.

However, this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that the black dragon is powerless to change the status quo, and he can only be slaughtered now.

The powerful paralyzing toxin caused the black dragon to lose sensation all over his body, and even his tongue became as if it were no longer his own, so that he could not even make a roar.

On the other side, Bogmash was very satisfied with his loot, and he was ready to take the black dragon back with him, not to participate in the terrible struggle of those giant beasts.

"Boys, let's go home!"

As soon as Bogomash gave the order, the three Flying Demon Dragons dragged the black dragon bound by the iron net and flew towards the direction of the Southern Dragon Roar Clan's camp.

The young dragonroar orcs were excited, they felt like they had returned to the time when they were still in Draenor, riding their own flying dragons, flying freely in the sky, hunting the behemoths of their homeland, unrestrained, and doing whatever they wanted.

However, Azeroth was not Draenor after all, and just when the Dragonroar Orcs were complacent, thinking that they were going to be victorious warriors, the variables appeared.

"It's a shame, Filmore. ”

"Yes, you're a shame on the black dragon. ”

Two voices suddenly came from high in the sky, and Borgmash was shocked, realizing that he had been negligent because of an easy victory, and let his guard down.

There is more than one black dragon!

Two huge black shadows swooped down from the high sky, and Bogmash immediately shouted, "Abandon your prey, scatter and retreat!"

Everything happened in an instant, four of the ten flying dragons were torn to pieces by the black dragon's claws in an instant, and the other flying dragons were also more or less injured, but the two black dragons also stopped attacking, because their companions were falling to the ground in despair at this time.

The largest black dragon suddenly spoke, "Ebonok, go and save that idiot from Filmer." ”

"Why am I going?" complained to another, smaller black dragon named Ebonok, but still flew down honestly, ready to drag the falling black dragon Filmore from falling to the ground.

And the largest black dragon looked thoughtfully at the scattered Flying Demon Dragon Knights, and chased directly in the direction of Bogmash.

"Sure enough, you're still coming after me. The Flying Demon Dragon, who was controlling the Flying Demon Dragon, immediately noticed the adult black dragon's movements, and he was ready.

In fact, every Dragonroar chief will face such a situation in his life to a greater or lesser extent, as the commander of the troops, they will always attract the hatred of the most prey, so that they can also buy time for the other companions to retreat, and Bogmash, as the former chief of the Dragonroar Clan, is naturally no exception.

The old orc was not nervous at this time, but was still very excited, and he recalled the crisis he had faced when he was younger.

The situation was very similar to what it is now, the only difference was that in the past, it was a giant wild flying demon dragon that pursued him, but now it has become a black dragon.

"Hehe, it's no difference, it's just a hunter fighting with his prey. ”

Thinking so, Pogmash calmly slowed down his companion's speed, so that the black dragon thought that he could easily catch up with him, so that he let his guard down.

The distance between the black dragon and the flying demon dragon is gradually approaching, and the identity of the hunter and the prey will also be known at this moment!

I saw that Bogmash suddenly untied the huge cloth bag fixed on the saddle of the Flying Demon Dragon, and the white dust completely spread out in an instant, and the huge black dragon crashed headlong into the white dust, and was confused by the white dust.

The giant adult black dragon's eyes widened, but he didn't stop, he thought it was just a pitiful trick, and he continued to chase the black shadow in the white dust.

But the ignorant black dragon soon realized his mistake, and he suddenly wailed in pain.

"Ahh

That's right, those white dusts were quicklime powder that heated up when they met water, and when they entered the eyes of the black dragon, they immediately began to heat up, stealing his sight.

Bogmash immediately controlled the Flying Demon Dragon, and plunged headlong into the gradually dissipating white ash after making a detour, as the user of the lime prop, he and his Flying Demon Dragon companion naturally would not fall for his own tricks.

The two heads of the Flying Demon Dragon have been tied with blindfolds in advance, and his own crystal goggles can maintain vision and control the Flying Demon Dragon to attack.

The combination of the Flying Demon Dragon and the Orc is like the ratio of a falcon to a sparrow to a huge adult black dragon, but the small side has already controlled the rhythm of this battle.

The target of Bogmash's attack is very clear, he controls the flying demon dragon to attack the dragon wings of the black dragon, as long as he can shoot a steel shotgun at the dragon wings of the black dragon at close range, and blast the dragon wings of the black dragon, he can obtain the corpse of an adult black dragon as another glorious achievement in his glorious life!

The adult black dragon was obviously aware of his situation at this time, and the black dragon in danger retracted its dragon wings and began to free fall, trying to buy time to regain his sight.

Bogmash glanced at the black dragon that tightened its wings and descended rapidly, his face changed, revealing an unwilling look, he re-fixed the steel cannon to the saddle, took out a poison flying spear, removed the blindfold of the flying demon dragon and chased down.

In the process of falling, the adult black dragon casts dragon grammar and condenses a cloud of magical pure water, trying to wash the dust off his face.

I have to say, sometimes it's really terrible to have no culture, those magic pure water as soon as it meets the quicklime powder on the black dragon's face, it is like adding fuel to the fire, burning the black dragon miserably, if it weren't for the black dragon's strong physique, the high temperature of hundreds of degrees at this time, I'm afraid it would have burned through his eyes and made him lose his light forever.

However, this is not a good thing, because what the adult black dragon will lose will not be light, what he is about to lose is his own life.

Bogmash and his Flying Demon Dragon had caught up with the black dragon, and in the situation of parallel falling, Bogmash knew that it would be difficult for his spear to break through the black dragon's dragon scales, so he already had a decision in his heart.

The tiny dragon roared orc, untied the tough leather belt that held his body in place, and leaped onto the black dragon's body, his left hand was like a grappling hook, grasping the black dragon's scales, and his right hand stabbed the poison flying spear into the black dragon's body.

The experienced dragon roar chieftain, against the gap in the dragon scales, successfully stabbed all the poisonous flying spear poison blades into the back of the black dragon's heart.

The huge black dragon wanted to turn his head and burn the orcs on his body with a breath of dragon breath, but Bogmash had already jumped off the black dragon's body at this time.

The old orc's flying dragon companion immediately caught him in a thrilling way.

Bogmash re-climbed the saddle and watched the black dragon gradually fall, his heart was excited and happy, but the same mistake, the old orc would not make a second time, he looked vigilantly in all directions, and observed the movements of the other two black dragons by the moonlight.

The two named black dragons were in the air not far away at this time, flying towards this side, and the paralyzing toxin acting on the black dragon named Filmer had become invalid at this time, although the effect of this powerful paralyzing poison was strong, but if it was not maintained all the time, it would soon recover, coupled with the strong dragon body of the black dragon, this time would only be shorter.

Unfortunately, time was still too short for them, and they watched as the largest black dragon fell to the ground, anxiously trying to fly over to save their companions, and after some futile efforts, the largest black dragon chasing Bogmash had turned into a mess of rotten meat on the ground.

"No!

The two black dragons looked very sad, there was rarely any brotherhood in the crazy black dragon army, but the three of them were very rare and smelly, and they had a friendly relationship, although they didn't speak well, they regarded each other as real brothers, and now, their eldest brother saw death in front of them.

The grief for the deceased soon turned into grief and indignation, and the hearts of the two black dragons ignited with vengeful anger, and they looked up at the murderer who killed their eldest brother, but in the next moment, they looked at the small black dot in the distance with a bewildered expression.

"Chase!" the black dragon named Ebonok roared angrily, and flapped his wings in pursuit, followed by the black dragon named Filmer, who was the cause of this tragedy, and the arrogant black dragon would not blame himself for the mistake.

"It's all the orc ant's fault! I'm going to make him worse than dead!"

The two black dragons chased after Bogmash in the distance, and Bogmash thought about how to get out, just kept flying, he definitely couldn't fly the black dragon, and in the end he would definitely be caught up, but in the face of the attack of the two black dragons, his situation was naturally more than lucky.

And there is no obstacle that can be used in the high altitude where he is now, and there is a black soil plain below, which means that he will definitely not be able to escape by simply escaping, and he must think of something else.

Now if there is anything to be used, there is no doubt that the only thing is the battle of the giant beasts on the high mountain, Bogmash looked at it from a distance, two red dragons, one large and one small, were fighting with the largest black dragon, and it seemed that they still had the advantage.

Bogmash checked his remaining weapons and props, there was still a bag of lime bags, seventeen poison spears, and all kinds of ammunition for steel cannons were very sufficient, but these equipment could not make the old orc's heart feel any peace of mind, and if he wanted to participate in that terrible struggle, these things could play very little role.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Bogmash found that he didn't seem to have any other choice, the glimmer of life was there, and whether or not to fight only depended on his own determination.

"That red dragon is the last one, save him, I will be able to complete this mission, I believe that by that time, the Dragon Roar Clan can also be reused by the Great Chief of Izy, what is it compared to those old bones of mine?"

With this in mind, Bogmash controlled the Flying Demon Dragon to start turning, and he prepared to go back without hesitation to participate in the battle of the giant beasts that he had always feared, hoping that he would be the last straw that broke the balance and broke the camel's back, and could end the battle, bring back the Red Dragon, and return victorious.

Behind him, there were two black dragons between young dragons and adult dragons hanging in the distance, the black dragons who were filled with vengeful anger in their hearts, they couldn't judge the purpose of the old orcs at all, they just stared intently at the small figure of the orc, flapping their wings, wanting to tear their targets apart.

Flying in the air, Bogmash approached his target, feeling the uneasiness of his dragon companion beneath him, Ember Wing clearly didn't want to get close to those terrible beasts, neither its beastly instinct nor its not-so-agile mind thought it was a wise duel to join in that terrifying battle.

The old orc touched the neck of his dragon companion and soothed Ember Wing, hoping that it would overcome its fears and face it as bravely as it did.

People say that pets will be very much like their owners, and this is also true for the Flying Demon Dragon and the old orc, Bogmash's companion, who was raised from an egg by his own hands, when the old orc left the Dragonroar Clan, he thought that his partner would be slaughtered by the usurper and brought to the table, but when he returned, he was surprised to find that his partner was still alive.

In the orc language, Ngor means a loyal beast, but when his own Tagor and himself lived and died together several times, after going through hardships, this insulting word is no longer applicable, they are partners, friends, and even more exaggerated orcs even regard their partners as companions.

Ember quickly regained its composure under the comfort of the Bogmash, it only trusted its master countless times, and as long as it was with it, it had nothing to fear.

While comforting his companions, Bogmash was thinking about what to do with a small and powerless combination like them, how could he help the two giant red dragons defeat the even more terrifying black dragon?

As soon as Pogomash thought about it, he felt that there was almost no chance of success in this matter, and that it was still too difficult for him to overcome this goal, and he should take a step back and think about it.

Yes, they didn't need to defeat the black dragon, their main purpose was to rescue and evacuate, as long as the black dragon lost the ability to pursue, the two red dragons could escape, and the mission was successfully completed.

At that time, they can also use the relatively large red dragon to get out of this dangerous situation, which is simply the best of both worlds.

But that being said, how do you make that terrible black dragon lose its ability to pursue?

The old orc looked at his remaining weapons and props, thinking about this question, and gradually had an idea in his heart.

At this time, they and the dragon breathed, the magic of the battlefield was gradually approaching, and the small orc and his companion rushed into the center of the battle without hesitation.

The fighter plane was fleeting, the old orc picked up the lime bag, like a small bomber, and threw the lime bag at the head of the huge black dragon, and the mother of the black dragon, who was concentrating on the enemy, did not notice this sudden attack at all, and immediately caught off guard.

Quicklime completely covered her eyes, and the Mother of the Black Dragons immediately felt the pain that her offspring had experienced, but that wasn't the end of it, when Bogmash suddenly roared, "Acid breath!"

One of the remaining heads of the old orc's Flying Demon Dragon immediately spat out a mouthful of thick liquid that was ready to go, and the face of the Black Dragon Mother was confused.

The huge Black Dragon Mother immediately roared in pain, a bloody mouth unscrupulous, and aimlessly spewed dragon breath.

The two red dragons were obviously shocked by such a shock, but the old orc immediately shouted loudly:

"What are you doing in a daze? Retreat home! Bring someone back!"

The two red dragons reacted and immediately flapped their wings and wanted to retreat, but the old orc and his flying demon dragon climbed on the body of the huge red dragon that was almost equal to the mother of the black dragon, hoping that the red dragon would take them away with them.

The speed of the red dragon was very fast, and they gradually moved away from the majestic black mountain, and the corners of Bogmash's mouth unconsciously curled slightly, completely daring to imagine that his raid would be so successful.

But at this moment, an angry roar came from behind, and the Mother of the Black Dragon roared loudly: "Enough!"

Bogmash looked back vigilantly, but he didn't notice the back of his head at all, and the giant red dragon, which he saw as his hope for life, suddenly turned his head and spewed a deadly dragon breath at the unsuspecting orcs and flying dragons on his back.

"What have you done!

The red dragon on the other side watched this scene in shock, he rushed to the red dragon's body, grabbed the old orc who was devoured by the dragon's breath, and wanted to escape from his companion, the powerful Valastaz stayed in place, tears welling up in the huge dragon's eyes.

He couldn't control his body at all, and just thought guiltily, "What did I do?" I want to talk about "Immortal Glory of Warcraft" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~