Boom –

Two fireballs exploded in the air, and the flames burst into the sky.

Inkmark didn't know why the Duck King, who was supposed to be in prison at this time, escaped, and also infiltrated the Quartz Plateau.

He didn't know what Zvochdortin had just told him about the Duck King.

Moreover, how did Zvochdortin know that the Duck King, who had not even been discovered by the Alliance, had infiltrated the Quartz Plateau?

None of this matters now, the most important thing now is to smash this dirty-eyed guy in front of you into pieces!

But before he could make any moves, the Duck King suddenly stretched out his hand, and a large number of outlaws armed with guns suddenly appeared around him.

Lilia screamed and hugged Patchlitz tightly, and Inkmark's heart tightened.

Fortunately, the Flame Turtle Beast's reaction was extremely fast, faster than the speed of a bullet, and it raised its foot and stomped violently, and a storm of flames immediately surrounded them with Inkmark and Lilia as the center.

Under the control of the Flame Turtle Beast, the ultra-high temperature of the flames exceeded the limit of the bullet's endurance, causing the bullet to melt instantly at the first touch.

The bullets swept wildly, but they couldn't break through the flame barrier created by the Flame Turtle Beast, and as the Flame Turtle Beast's palm shook, the flames suddenly spread out like ripples.

No longer afraid of death, he is still just an ordinary person, swept away by the heat wave, suddenly rolled his eyes one by one, and all fell down.

The outlaws didn't play a role in the slightest, and the Duck King didn't care, and the platypus beast, which had been waiting for an opportunity, seized the opportunity, and immediately a jet of flames blasted out from the barrels of its guns.

The Flame Turtle Beast controlled the previous firestorm with one hand, and threw it with the other hand with a fireball.

At the moment when the flames of the two sides collided, Ink Marks instantly felt out a Poké Ball and threw it forward.

The Poké Ball exploded in mid-air, and the Staff-tailed Dragon rushed towards the Duck King with an indomitable momentum.

The cane-tailed dragon's fist was intercepted halfway through by a thick cannon barrel, which was held by the cane-tailed dragon with one hand, and the barrel in the other hand was raised to aim at the cane-tailed dragon's head and fired again.

The staff-tailed dragon's head was deflected, and the flames of the platypus flame beast were suddenly missed.

However, whether it was the platypus beast or the duck king, a strange smile appeared at the corner of their mouths.

The jet of flame grazed the dragon scales on the head of the stafftail dragon, slamming into the ground not far from the inkmarks.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble violently, followed by a deafening loud bang, and a mushroom cloud rose from where Inkmark and Lilia were.

The mushroom clouds were one after another, and his ears were almost deaf from the sound of the incessant explosions, but the smile on the duck king's face was getting brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth were about to reach the root of his ears.

Here, he had already planted a large amount of explosives in advance, and the platypus flames just now were useless in the first place to attack the staff-tailed dragon, and its target had always been explosives buried underground.

When the explosion sounded, the cane-tailed dragon froze.

It stared blankly as the ink streaks were drowned in a frantic explosion, and for a moment, its head went blank until a sharp pain came from its abdomen.

The platypus slammed into the wand-tailed dragon's abdomen with a ferocious flaming fist, and then before the wand-tailed dragon could react, another flame erupted from the barrel tightly against the wand-tailed dragon's abdomen, making an incomparably intimate contact with the wand-tailed dragon.

The wand-tailed dragon was instantly blasted away by the platypus's flame fist combined with the flame-jetting attack, and smashed to the ground.

When it staggered up from the ground, it could clearly see that the dragon scales on the wand-tailed dragon's abdomen had become pitch black, and even broken in several places, with bright red blood flowing out.

The Duck King looked at the cane-tailed dragon with an appreciative look in his eyes, which was filled with great grief and hatred, and then looked at the miserable meadow that had been devastated by the explosion just now.

A huge building-like figure rose from the ground, accompanied by a fierce aura, and a huge monster stared at blood-red eyes larger than copper bells.

The surface of the Jawed Dragon's body was mostly covered with a layer of rock, a layer of charred rock that had been bombarded.

As the monster jaw dragon swayed its body, the layer of pitch-black rock suddenly "brushed" down, revealing the small dark blue dragon scales that were intact inside.

It's none other than the Glitter Jawed Dragon.

On the body of the Monster Jawed Dragon, Ink Marks and Lilia were there.

"You can't even kill you with such explosives, your luck is really good."

The Duck King's face became gloomy, as if shrouded in a layer of gloom, and the whole person exuded a tyrannical aura.

The Duck King is now in a bit of a dilemma.

According to his original plan, he planned to sneak attack the Dragon Ink Mark from the shadows, or lure the Dragon Ink Mark here, and then directly blow him up.

However, I later got news that the dragon ink mark still has a little lover in this quartz plateau, and as long as the little lover is controlled in his hands, the dragon ink mark can become constrained.

So, he uses his superpowers to create an illusion that unwittingly lures Lilia from the hustle and bustle of the city to this uninhabited place.

He didn't have the luxury of expecting that with a single woman, he would be able to capture the Dragon Ink Trace.

This is not only his own thinking about women as clothes, but just based on his understanding of the dragon ink marks, it can be said that he is a relatively selfish person, and it is impossible to give up on himself after saving a little lover.

However, the effect will inevitably be there, and what should be grasped still must be grasped.

But what I didn't expect was that the dragon ink mark actually appeared in advance, and before he could get it, he broke his illusion.

The machine gun fire of the outlaws did not kill him, nor did the large amount of explosives planted in advance, and all the preparations had been used, but to no avail.

Now, is the only thing left to the elves to do to kill him?

However, fortunately, taking advantage of the opportunity just now, it is almost considered that the cane-tailed dragon has been abolished and the combat power has been reduced by one, and it is not without a chance.

The Duck King's eyes glanced at the staff-tailed dragon who was reaching out to cover his still trickling abdomen, and considered the odds in his heart.

Although, no matter what the odds are, he is going to make the final desperate effort.

Originally, he took such a big risk to sneak into the quartz plateau this time, just to take revenge, to play with his life.

Besides, even if you don't work hard now, people won't allow you to leave.

Ruthless in his heart, ready to fight hard, the Duck King no longer kept, and two Poke Balls appeared in his hand again and threw them out, releasing a green onion duck wielding green onions and a dancing swan (Baiwan Goose).

The green onion duck, the dancing swan and the platypus beast are the last belongings he keeps.

Previously, his strongest Gotha duck and several other carry-on elves had all been confiscated and disposed of by the Alliance.