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Shabalin activated the "Feather Fall Technique" to escort Molotov to the ground smoothly, and the young mining engineer was already frightened, looked up at the roof, and muttered: "This is trouble......

As a mining expert, Molotov could of course see that the reason why the barrel exploded was because the inside was filled with "incandescent glue", and the opening was plugged with a thunderbolt stone, and when it was impacted, the thunderstone would immediately explode and ignite the blazing glue, which was a hundred times more powerful than his incendiary bottle.

Aware of the fire, the people in the building fled and gathered in the courtyard.

Shabalin had to worry that the dense crowd would attract the attention of the wyvern, and throw explosive barrels into the courtyard, causing immeasurable casualties.

"There's no other way!" He gritted his teeth and blessed himself with the "flying technique" and took off into the air, trying to intercept the ferocious wyverns in the air with his own strength.

The wyverns were ordered to throw the barrels of explosion, but since their prey was brought to their door, they didn't mind playing something more exciting, and immediately screamed and besieged Sabahrain.

Barely able to stay focused in the wind, Shabalin chanted incantations, expertly made casting gestures, and waved his hand to release a "frost nova". The ice ring exploded in the center of the four wyverns, and the cold spread out, although it did not cause fatal injuries to them, but it also froze so that the body was stiff and the limbs failed, and the wine barrel held between the feet fell uncontrollably, and two wooden barrels fell outside the courtyard wall, one smashed near the courtyard wall, and the fire engulfed a ballista, and the people near the courtyard wall also quickly evacuated.

Losing the heavy barrel of explosion, it liberated the mobility of the group of wyverns in the sky, flapped their wings to break free from the shackles of frost, and roared and pounced on Shabalin.

Shabalin was a good mage, but he was not yet capable of fighting the three-headed wyvern on his own, so he hurriedly cast a "mirror shadow technique" and turned and flew away from the cigarette factory.

The wyverns quickly chased after him, grabbing the mage with their claws. The mirror shadow took the place of Shabah to withstand the attack, and the situation was precarious.

At this moment, a terrifying roar suddenly sounded from the clouds in the distance, and then a fiery red dragon burrowed out of the clouds and flew over.

Shabalin was taken aback, and there was only one thought left in his heart: "This is a dead death!" ”

Under the pursuit of the four flying dragons, he still had a glimmer of hope to escape, but if there was another red dragon in front of him to intercept him, there was no chance of escape.

When he was desperate, the huge red dragon had already flown in front of him, but he actually ignored him, and directly pounced on the group of wyverns behind him, opening his mouth to spew out a cone-shaped flame, instantly engulfing all four wyverns.

The Wyvern had been injured by the Frost Nova bombardment, and at this moment he was suddenly spewed out by the dragon's breath, and the taste of the two heavens of ice and fire was not pleasant, and they were all burned to the ground under surprise, screaming and fleeing from the sea of fire in a hurry.

The red dragon took advantage of the situation to pounce on it, first biting off the slender neck of a flying dragon, shaking its head and throwing its corpse away, and then flapped its wings to catch up with the other flying dragon, and slammed its head with two claws, smashing its head with two bangs, and falling with a rain of blood.

Shabalin never expected that this red dragon was actually here to help him, so he was stunned for a moment and quickly came back to his senses, raised his hand and shot a beam of lightning, killing the last flying dragon.

At this moment, the people on the ground were all looking up at the fierce battle in the air, and they were deeply surprised by the origin of the red dragon, until the red dragon landed in the courtyard with Shabalin, and suddenly changed back into human form, and everyone couldn't help but marvel in unison, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Shabalin was also startled, staring at the man and asking tentatively, "Are you...... Vigraf? ”

"Why, I can't recognize my old friend after I haven't seen him for a day?" Vigraf glanced at him angrily, emphasizing that the "old friend" was nothing more than sarcasm, but in fact, he still regarded the dangerous Shabalin as a sworn enemy.

Shabalin had long been accustomed to this attitude towards him, but today he felt surprisingly cordial, smiled and stretched out his right hand to him: "To be honest, I have been hoping that someone will come to the rescue, but I never dreamed that the first person to appear in front of me was you, or with a ...... Well, a very stylish gesture. ”

"That's my advanced profession 'Red Dragon Fighter', count your luck, if I don't complete the advanced in time, it is impossible for me to become a red dragon and fly to rescue in time, then your little life is probably over at this moment...... If you think about it, that's not a bad result. Vigraf slapped Shabahin's hand away with disgust.

"Whatever you say, I'm really grateful anyway." Shabalin smiled disapprehantly.

"Thank you, Mr. Xie Luolan, he has said more than once that he admires you as a guy, although I don't see any merits in your four-eyed fox worthy of his attention, but since he said that, I can't let you die easily." Vigraf said.

"Mr. Roland...... I don't know how he's doing now. Shabalin sighed.

The sound of the horn interrupted his thoughts, and in the distance, smoke and dust billowed in the distance, and a large group of ogres appeared in people's field of vision, unlike before, most of the ogres who came this time were equipped with armor, and the cold and shining steel weapons in their hands were more dazzling than the simple sticks sharpened from wood, and the leader was an ogre barbarian warrior wearing a cuirass and a giant cold iron mace on his back, and the elite ogres around him also had at least 4 barbarian ranks. What frightened Sabalin even more was that there was also an ogre wizard in the air, wearing a scarlet velvet robe wrapped around the fierce demon's sturdy body and flying fiercely, exuding a terrifying wild momentum.

"I heard that there are people here who refuse to obey the will of Lord Grande and refuse to sacrifice their humble lives to grace this great sacrifice to our lord Hexstowe?" The ogre wizard with 6 warlock ranks let out an arrogant interrogation in the air, his eyes swept over the corpses everywhere, and his face became even more angry: "Not only that, but you lowly creatures dare to kill my lord's followers, what a crime is not punishable! ”

As he spoke, he took out a sulfur ball mixed with bat feces from the spell casting kit on his waist, took a deep breath, and seemed to enjoy the pungent smell, and made a spell casting gesture with his left hand, and a fireball appeared out of thin air and flew towards the cigarette factory yard.

"Humble humans, it's time to accept the punishment you deserve!"

Shabalin knew that something was wrong when the other party took out the spell casting materials, and he was already ready, and raised his hand to release the fireball technique as well.

Spell Counter!

Kiss! Two arcane energies with similar attributes and opposite directions canceled in the air, stirring up a gust of hot wind without the slightest sound.

"Huh?" The ogre wizard's face changed slightly, "It turns out that there is a mage hiding inside, which is really interesting." With a sinister laugh, he suddenly accelerated, swooped straight towards Shabalin, and threw the javelin in his hand with a thud of the two-ring arcane "Flame Arrow".

Shabalin flew into the air to dodge the flaming javelin, and hurriedly bowed his head and shouted at Viglaf: "I lure away the ogre wizard, and it's up to you on the ground!" ”

"No problem!" Viglaf pulled out a large +2 cold iron greatsword with his backhand, strode out the door, slashed the ogre that rushed up first, stepped on its corpse and leaped to its feet, flipped into the air and fell into the crowd of ogres, and before the mob could react, he swung his greatsword and swirled and slashed.

Whirlwind Slash! (To be continued.) )