The dragon in mid-air almost brushed the side of Brando and Haruzer, and crashed to the ground, and the air currents that raised swept the surrounding forest into pieces, Cooper and Count Orcons were shocked and flew away, the others were slightly better, but most of them were also staggered, only Brando protected the little prince and stood still. He squinted at the sand and dust raised by the violent whirlpool, and saw only a silver glitter, and it was none other than someone else—or should I say not 'dragon'—it was none other than Mithriel, who had led Malthus away last night.

At this moment, Misrel's condition was even worse than the worst he had seen last night, the dragon's originally beautiful and smooth silver body was covered with large and small wounds, and even the scales had become dull, but one of the strictest wounds was near her back, and three nearly ten meters long wounds were shockingly distributed in that position, and the flesh and blood in the wounds rolled up, and the broken muscle tissue and blood vessels could be seen at a glance, and the dark red blood continued to gush out, like a fountain.

Brando knew at a glance that she didn't know who had been clawed, and she didn't know if it was Malthus or Modestie on top of her head at the moment.

Ordinary people would not be able to escape death from such a high altitude, but Mithriel seemed to have a breath of relief, she raised her head with difficulty, and her silver eyes couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Brando not far away: "We meet again, little one, I almost thought I was going to break my promise to a mortal." ”

Brando didn't know if he was mistaken, but he saw the corners of the other man's mouth rise slightly, revealing a rare 'dragon's smile', and thought to himself that you could still laugh at this time: "Are you okay, Miss Mithriel?" ”

"I'm glad that Malthus fool was tricked by a little trick I had, and was chasing after him in the direction of the high ground in a daze. Hehe," Mithriel smirked, then sighed, "Unfortunately, I wasn't lucky, damn Modesti didn't know what was going crazy and turned around and flew back." Hey, if it weren't for my bad state. She should have fallen now, but she shouldn't be too happy if I sneaked up on her from the clouds. ”

There was weakness in her voice, but she was still proud, as if no one could make her bow her proud head.

Brando, who was not stupid, could naturally hear how much water was in this strong optimistic tone, and he realized that Mithriel was not completely sure that he could get rid of Malthus last night, but took almost ten great risks—she was clearly saying the opposite. If she hadn't gotten rid of Malthus, she wouldn't have been able to come back to this place now. His heart couldn't help but be filled with inexplicable emotion for a while, she was a dragon, why should she sacrifice herself for a group of mortals he had never met, in his eyes, the indifference of the Buga people and the loftiness of the giant god Milos seemed to be in line with the image of the superior being.

The legendary Silver Dragon is the embodiment of holiness, representing the purest goodwill and order in the world, but that is just a legend, and it is difficult to overlap with the Mithriel that is now in front of his eyes.

"Miss Mithreel. Do you need help? He asked, with some concern.

"I do need your help, little one. But it's not what you think," blood seeped from the dragon's nostrils, and she replied very weakly, "if you can do it, I promise you a wealth you can't imagine." ”

"What?"

"Go and sue me to the other dragons, Malthus, Modestie, and Glindowin have broken their oath—"

I'm afraid that the news of the dragon's appearance on the earth will spread in a few days, so there is no need to be notified. Besides, where to find the other dragons, the only way is to pass Guò Aloz or Little Fat Star, but now I can't contact them, wait until I leave Anzlova and then send the news back to Toniger, I'm afraid the daylily will be cold. Do I still need to notify at that time? Brando was slightly stunned, and the silver dragon Misriel looked into his eyes, as if he saw his doubts, and said softly: "The news will indeed spread quickly, but it will be too late by then, and the news must be passed on immediately." ”

"I'm afraid I can't do that," Brando shook his head, "Jogandegang has blocked Anzloa, we can't leave this place anytime soon, I'm afraid this matter will have to be done by you personally, Lady Mithriel, let's get you out of this place first, and the rest will wait for you to recover from your injuries, don't forget that I still have a passing pointer." ”

Mithriel smiled lightly: "Modesti, that madwoman may not let me go, she is angry, go, I will stay and help you get her attention, you go to Rune, where to leave Anzlova by boat, the army of Jogandigan has not yet had time to take that port, and as for how your Excellency will inform my people after that, I will leave it to you." ”

Brando glanced up at the female black dragon in mid-air, and sure enough, as Misriel said, she was not lightly injured, and even fell into a dragon magic spell of the former, her eyes were injured, and she was flying in mid-air like a headless fly at the moment, while roaring angrily, but unfortunately any magic effect could not last too long for the dragon, as long as she regained her eyesight, the silver dragon lady was afraid that she would be unlucky.

He looked at this scene, but his heart was full of pride: "She doesn't let us go, it doesn't mean that we can't leave, it's just a black dragon, although I may not be her opponent, but she may not be able to keep me." ”

Mithriel looked at the little human with a little surprise, the bull was blowing up to the sky, but she still admired Brando's courage - not everyone dared to say such a bold thing in the face of a dragon, and she couldn't help but think of the confrontation between the other party and Malthus last night, and thought to herself what an interesting little fellow. But after all, Ms. Yinlong is not a lifeless neurotic who is bent on committing suicide, and she naturally doesn't want to die if she can't die, listening to Brando's swearing, she also asked with some curiosity: "Little guy, what are you going to do?" ”

Brando didn't really have much to do, the only way was to use the gargoyle to drag Modestie, which sounded a bit strange - in normal times - but the female black dragon was now injured, and the dragon was not nimble in the air, and now it was even more staggering, just letting the gargoyle harass the other party, not attack head-on. It can still waste a lot of time on the other side, just like a clumsy person hitting a fly, and he will always be unclean for a while.

This choice is to use the gargoyle as cannon fodder, and it will definitely not work without it, and Modesti is not a fool, only a few hundred or even thousands of them together can make her stop. It's just that these gargoyles sent out basically don't want to come back.

Brando's heart is dripping blood, these are all the assistance that he finally asked for from the Buga people, although it was originally used as cannon fodder, but it was still very reluctant to send it out.

After hearing his words, Lady Yinlong asked with some amusement: "This is really a big deal, you are a count, right, all the counts of the human race have such means as you?" ”

"Not really," replied Brando, "except that I have a slight relationship with the Buccas." ”

"I've probably heard rumors from you, and these gargoyles are a precious possession to you. Don't you have heartache? Mithriel asked.

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but giggle when she saw Brando's face: "I understand, don't worry, I'll make it up to you, little guy-"

Brando listened to this, and his mood was a little better, the dragons and the Bugas were different. As the last of the Vaughnd Golden Race, they have always liked to be alone. There is neither a kingdom nor a system, except for the dragons, there are almost no low-level troops in the dragon clan, although there are many wurms and dragon beasts in this world, but most of them have no subordinate relationship with the dragon clan. Misreal said that she would compensate him mostly through her personal collection and treasure, but unfortunately the gargoyles of the Buga were not something that money could buy, and the rare classes were sometimes much more useful than wealth and magical treasures.

It's just that it's better to have compensation than no compensation, at least as a psychological comfort.

"Can you become human?" Brando asked, "Miss Mithriel." ”

"I can only become a silver elf. I don't like to be human. ”

"That'll do fine." Brando couldn't help but laugh and cry, when did the other party not forget to joke, I really don't know if this is due to the dragon's natural indifference, or the latter's eccentric personality......

At this time, Modesty in mid-air seemed to be finally regaining her sight, although she was still walking in circles in the sky, and roared angrily: "Mithriel, you will regret it soon! ”

Without further ado, Brando immediately sent an order to the gargoyle group hiding in the mountain forest, only to see that between the hills and mountains, countless small black dots suddenly rose, each of these small black dots was a gargoyle, they screamed under Brando's order and flew towards Modesti in mid-air, the blind black dragon was completely unaware, but the countless goblins and kobolds in the camp of Shagoth below witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and couldn't help but scream in fright.

Hearing these gimbled screams, Modesti finally realized that something was wrong, and she screamed angrily, "What's going on, Shagoth, report to me!" ”

But can Ms. Shagoth report back to her?

Apparently not, it was the elf who reported to her, and she saw a faint silver light rise from the camp of Shagoth, and in an instant, a white light flashed towards Modette in mid-air.

Brando's eyelids jumped when he saw this silver beam.

These little girls are too lawless, they dare to take the initiative to attack a dragon, do you really think his words are the wind in their ears?

……

But Brando actually blames the elf.

But when Mithriel fell from mid-air, the air currents swept over the entire lizardman-kobold camp, and the elf who was pointing the demon slayer at the lizard lady was directly blown away, and Miss Chiara, who was weak, crashed headlong into Roman, and the two of them rolled out together, only Shanni was the most astute, and flew up as soon as possible, escaping the catastrophe.

And it was too late and that it was too fast, and Lady Sagath, who had been trading with Yan Yuese and Chiara a moment ago, suddenly let out a low roar, and shot at the elf with an arrow, and grabbed the demon slayer spear in the elf's hand, trying to snatch this only weapon that threatened her - she originally thought how strong a yellow-haired little girl could be, not to mention that the other party was blown down by the wind, it could be seen that this little guy's strength was very poor, but what Sagos never dreamed of was that she dragged it so hard, Instead of snatching the demon slayer spear from the other party's hand, he lifted the elf with the spear.

"Don't steal my baby. Phew! The elf also yelled as he ate the sand in the wind.

At that moment, the lizard lady was almost messy in the wind, what a big obsession this is, she was so angry that she raised her foot and wanted to kick the elf out: "You get out of here, dead little ghost!" ”

But the elf also lost his temper. Actually directly activated the demon slaying gun, at that moment only saw a beam of white light shot out of the spear, as the two of them competed, the tip of the spear moved fifty or sixty degrees in the direction of the entire camp, and then I saw that this white light was cut along with the arc, after the white light, the whole forest seemed to be shaved bald, and the tents in the open space collapsed and caught fire, and for a while black smoke billowed out. Goblins and kobolds howled in the smoke, and in fact many of them had already been hit by the previous blow.

The elf closed his eyes tightly, he didn't see this scene at all, but Shagoth himself was startled, these are all her descendants, in Qiaogendigan, the army under her command is a symbol of the strength of a lord, that's all. It made her lose a lot.

She couldn't help but regret and be anxious, and subconsciously raised the spear in the elf's hand into the sky.

I didn't expect it to be a move. The problem was raised.

At that moment, everyone saw that a beam of white light rose from the ground and headed straight for Moddesty in mid-air. In front of everyone's eyes, this white light hit Modestie's wings just right, and a golden-red line of law flashed out from the place where it was struck by the pillar of light, and the white pillar of light also turned into hot molten steel. Sending out a rain of light, the demon slayer spear could not penetrate the dragon's defenses, but it was enough to hurt the latter, and the female black dragon had already become a blind and angry and anxious, she hovered in mid-air for fear of flying too low and hitting the mountain wall. Unexpectedly, there was a sharp pain in the place where the left wing had been attacked by the damn woman before, and she couldn't help but scream, suddenly lost her balance, and crashed headlong into a nearby low hill.

Shagoth watched Modesti be shot down by herself, and fell into the valley with a loud bang, the lizard lady was stunned for a while, she was not afraid of elves, but she could not be afraid of an angry dragon, at that moment her brain seemed to be run over by an elephant, her mind was blank, the most terrifying things she could imagine in her whole life were added together, I am afraid it could not compare to the scene in front of her.

She actually knocked down one of the three most terrifying dungeon lords in Jogan.

The cloud of death enveloped her head in an instant, and she was so frightened that she even forgot about the fight around her, and with a release of her hand, the elf jumped out of her hand, who was already frightened, and hurriedly ran to Shannie, shouting, "Shanny, let's run!" ”

This shout immediately woke Shagoth, and when she saw that the culprit of this qiē was trying to slip out from under her nose, she almost lost her breath, took a short bow from under her cloak, and shot an arrow at the elf.

"Watch the back!" Shannie screamed.

The elf turned her head and was stunned to see the arrow flying towards her, she was already frightened, and there was still the heart to dodge, but the arrow that was bound to hit grazed her cheek and flew over, and then she saw the bad woman named Chiara dancing at her not far away: "Run, elf!" ”

It turns out that she is also a good person, the elf thought in a daze.

This scene seemed to Shagoth to be completely different, she saw that she had shot an arrow in the head of the elf, and the elf fell to the ground, but after an instant, the corpse disappeared, she was slightly stunned, then realized something, and roared: "Damn it, illusion!" ”

She didn't have time to find out who was casting the spell around her, and Shagoth had already lost her mind in her rage, so she immediately dropped her bow and untied a pair of scimitars from her waist to chase the elf in the direction of her escape. After all, the elf is not even a black iron step, how can he run past the battle-hardened Shagoth under the Georgantigan, the lizard lady chased after the former in just a moment, raised the scimitar and slashed at the other party, she thought that this knife how to say that this yellow-haired little girl should not be able to dodge, but she didn't expect that when there was a soft sound, a huge force suddenly came from the blade, and Sagoth only had time to see a long spark pull out of the dust raised by the wind, and the scimitar in his hand flew out as if it was not under his control. Flew out far away.

She looked up in amazement, only to find that the elf had somehow ducked behind a human man who was pointing a dark sword at her.

"The earth is ......!" Shagos's eyes widened, and before she could finish a sentence, she watched the other party stab the long sword into her throat, and the second half of her sentence turned into a meaningless gurgling, and her pupils shrank slightly, and she went limp directly.

Chiara caught up from behind, only to see Brando who was holding the elf's arm, she saw Shagoth lying in a pool of blood for the second time, she couldn't help frowning slightly, and complained angrily: "How did you kill Shagos, she knows a lot of information!" ”

"Is this Shagoth?" Brando was also slightly stunned, he thought it was an ordinary lizardman soldier, but this thought flashed in his mind, and he didn't think it was a pity, he killed it after seeing the light, and now Modesti hit the mountain, it was a good time to escape, he immediately took the earth back into the dimensional cave, and then asked Chiara: "What about Roman?" ”

"I—I'm here, Brando." The merchant lady then chased after her in a huff.

Brando glared at her angrily, but didn't have time to explain much, and said directly: "Follow me, we must leave this place immediately." ”

"What!" Kiara almost jumped: "We haven't had a night off!" ”

"It's okay, you can rest under that dragon's eye." Brando replied angrily.

"Hey," the little lady of the Sifah family couldn't help but sigh, glaring at the elf and said, "It's all your fault!" ”

"What's wrong with the elves again?" The elf retorted aggrievedly.

…… (To be continued......)