Dakoula's idea was naturally impossible to realize in this case. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIf Baghlouf hadn't brought together all the nobles' private soldiers, it is estimated that this situation could still have happened. But since the decision to fight Baghlouf, especially after this order was deliberately directed against the war maniacs, intentionally or unintentionally, Dacula's idea has also become a fantasy.

The ranch has been turned into a sea of fire, and the surrounding affiliated villages have also been greatly affected. The dragon landed and sent the soldier to Sorenga with a dragon greeting in the frightened eyes of the last soldier in front of him (the dragon's breath of fire is also a greeting).

By the way, what are you doing here? The dragon flapped its wings slowly, thinking with its large, underdeveloped head, and looking around. After eating a dozen cattle and sheep on the pasture, and a few human warriors who used to prick themselves with needles, he was full. So I lost interest in the rest of the ants that exuded fear.

Wait, this flavor is...... The dragon suddenly looked at the ground not far away, where there was a dead man and a coffin. Well, in the concept of dragons, objects that lie still are generally dead. Not far from here there was a carriage that had fallen to the ground, and two horses that had fallen to the ground and were twitching. In the dragon's eyes, these things are basically toys, and the human slaves of the past use them to pull food for themselves.

This familiar taste is there! Finally, the dragon saw a bush of grass not far from the frame.

"Aha, I found you." Without saying a word, the dragon swooped down, and at the same time, the greeting belonging to the dragon clan began in his mouth.

In his opinion, the smell of the grass belongs to the smell of the dragon, and the two dragons must greet each other like this when they meet.

But the guy in the grass didn't seem to want his greeting, and just as he swooped down and opened his mouth, an arrow flew out of it and pierced straight into the dragon's jaw.

"Roar!" The dragon roared in anger and flew straight away, ready to charge again. The guy in the grass was visibly infuriated by the fact that he went to war without greeting.

"You ...... Suddenly...... Sur! This time the dragon had learned to be obedient, and he had completed the fire breath directly in the air, tilting his head slightly as he approached the grass, avoiding all the arrows that had been fired at his deadly parts.

Under the breath of the dragon, an entire meadow was turned into a fire field, and it was a fight to see the posture and the half-moon collar fire oil burn up. At the same time, the dragon saw the figure rolling out of the grass.

How? It's actually a cat man? The smell and the appearance of the human form, this dragon suddenly remembered the task given to him by the king before he set off, yes, it was the guy in front of him!

"Roar!" Dacula only saw the dragon roar as if it had been beaten with blood. This guy didn't continue to spit flames, and after the ground shook, he climbed directly to himself, looking like he was going to bite himself to death.

"Phew!" Dacula slammed his canine teeth out of his upper and lower sharpness, an act of the cat-man signaling his strength to the enemy before the battle.

"Roar!" The dragon seemed to be provoked by this action, and spat out a ball of fire without saying a word.

"it!" After the cat man rolled and dodged, he also returned the dragon's arrow.

Although the dragon that landed on the ground directly lost half of its combat power, its power was still there. Dacula didn't dare to step forward, for fear that his small body would directly stuff people's teeth, so he had to shoot with a bow and arrow. However, the dragon's speed was much slower due to its size, which gave Dacula the opportunity to fly his kite.

However, Rao's bow and arrow are still limited in the damage that the cat man can do to the dragon, as long as it doesn't hit the key parts, then it basically doesn't have much effect. A cat man and a dragon came and went, grinding for a while, until the arrow in the cat man's hand ran out. There are only about twenty arrows in a pot, and even the rangers carry two pots of arrows at most, and more is just a burden. The cat man has a space ring, so he took four pots with him just in case, but now that the four pots of arrows have also been shot empty, the soreness of his arms constantly reminds Dacula that the muscular capacity of his hands is close to the limit.

And the dragon in front of him was also shot into a hedgehog at this time, but it was just a horror, and many arrows were just able to pierce the dragon's skin. It can be said that after these four pots of arrows, Dacula was only unable to take off for a while because he injured the dragon's wings.

However, for Dacula, there is obviously not much difference between whether this dragon can fly or not, and the guy in front of him obviously only wants to swallow himself instead of burning himself into powder with flames!

I can't help it...... In silence, Dacula pulled out his dagger. At the same time, he motioned to Babette, who was hiding on the other side, and asked her to take Cicero to hide quickly.

Speaking of which, this is still Dacula fighting the enemy with two daggers, he had practiced fighting with Cicero with two weapons before, but he had never used it in actual combat.

The dragon triumphantly walked up to Dacula, looking down at the kitten in front of him. Well, in the mouths of other races, cat people are big cats, but in the eyes of dragons, they are full kittens. The needle just now only made him itch a little, and it was almost all skin trauma.

So, let me eat you! The dragon's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the dragon's movements, which had been clumsy and slow, suddenly accelerated, biting towards Dacula's upper body.

Naturally, Dacula, who was already prepared, would not let the dragon succeed so easily, he dodged the fatal blow with a dash to the left, and then the grief dagger belonging to the leader of the Dark Brotherhood in his right hand stabbed the dragon into the eyeball.

With a soft "poof", the dagger that had been passed down from the Brotherhood for generations easily pierced the dragon's eyelids and smashed the guy's eyeballs.

At this moment, red energy surged from the dragon's body to Dacula's body through the dagger, and his left hand, which had been unconscious due to the dragon's bite through the shoulder blade, suddenly regained consciousness. Subconsciously, Dacula flicked his left hand upward, and the elven dagger in his hand then stabbed the dragon's only remaining intact eye. Unfortunately, the material of the elven dagger only pierced the dragon's eyelids and could not be taken any further.

"Roar!" The eyes of the attacked dragon were painful, and he let out a deafening roar. At the same time, he raised his dragon head and began to shake it off, trying to shake off this hateful guy.

Dacula was already shocked by the dragon's roar, and after feeling the power from the dagger, he subconsciously clenched the dagger, and in the next moment, he was directly pulled by the dragon and hung on the dragon's neck and rose into the air.