Looking at the bucket of dragon blood on the ground, the Holy Rank Archmage who was well-known on the continent actually had the urge to be a robber for the first time in his heart.

That's a big bucket of dragon blood, it's all dragon blood.

If there was such a large bucket of dragon blood, Donnie felt that he could single-handedly take on the spatial saint-rank mages of the Holy Mountain plus two sword saints.

In addition to Donnie, a group of human emissaries also fell into a complete stupor, especially Orpheus, whose expression was like constipation.

Looking at Lonningt, Orpheus asked bitterly, "That one, that third-order fire dragon, won't be bled to death, Lord Allen, he's too much." ”

Lonningt rolled his eyes, the third-order dragon doesn't care about Lao Tzu's bird business, anyway, I got a magic resistance armor made of dragon scales for nothing, not to mention that Eren smoked dragon blood, there is such a set of armor, even if I let that dragon die, I am willing to kill that dragon.

Walking up to Alan with red eyes, Donnie said viciously, "Do you need my help?" ”

Alan smiled and said, "Old man, you are willing to make the best shot, then you can go... ”

Donnie didn't wait for Allen to finish, and directly interrupted: "Give me half a bucket." ”

Alan didn't let out a fart, turned around and started to work on himself.

I also evened you half a bucket, you think it's dung, Lao Tzu almost didn't bleed the third-order dragon alive in order to draw a full poke of dragon blood, if it weren't for Mara's non-stop treatment to regenerate the dragon, the dragon would have hung up.

But don't say it, the dragon clan is full of treasures, the dragon scales are broken as armor, and the dragon's blood is drawn to replenish the magic power, which is really the living Lei Feng of St. Cassis.

The magicians, who carried a vial of dragon blood in their arms, used their magic power to fly to the designated place behind them, and then began to raise their wands and prepare to chant the incantation.

Alan was extremely bold and erected three portals in place, and there were bursts of elemental fluctuations in the space.

Donnie's heart was dripping blood, and he wanted to pick up the three teleportation stones, so he turned around and ran, and it was best to snatch the bucket of dragon blood by the way.

However, there are more arrogant than Allen, and Cana frowned and said: "Allen, there are only three portals, I am afraid that the commander of the Beamon Orcs will not be fooled, and at most he will send scout troops and a few priests to come and take a look." ”

Alan thought about it, absolutely what Cana said is very right, in case Commander Beamon's eyelids are not so shallow, and someone will pick up the three teleportation stones, Lao Tzu is not a bamboo basket to draw water.

After thinking for a while, Alan ran to the rear nearly a thousand yards, removed the alien space necklace from his neck, and directly threw the bound fifth-flower tying third-order fire dragon to the ground.

Alan smiled and said to the dragon imprisoned by the elements: "I'm sorry buddy, the other party may not be fooled by the three teleportation stones, plus one you will be safe, I don't believe it, they can pick up the teleportation stones casually, and it will take at least hundreds of people to drag you a dragon." ”

The third-order dragon was still in a state of confusion, and had no idea what was going to happen in the future.

Orpheus now has a desperate mind with Allen.

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Beamon's army, which had accelerated its march, had already entered the northern periphery of the Great Wasteland.

Huron always had a bad feeling in his heart, but the scouts had already been released several kilometers away, and the priests were also on the periphery of the infantry phalanx, even if the other party appeared out of thin air, they would definitely not be able to be faster than the demon pet, unless they ran back to the portal as soon as they appeared.

Perhaps to confirm Huronte's suspicions, a fiery red arrow shot into the air.

Rommel's brow furrowed, and he ordered the whole army to stop advancing.

A moment later, a sweaty harpy man landed in front of Rommel and said respectfully, "Mei Shuai, the priest senses the elemental fluctuations directly ahead. ”

"Let the priests at the front release all the magic pets, and the wolf cavalry will follow and protect them, forming a straggler formation."

After giving the order, Rommel looked into the distance and asked lightly, "As you said, why didn't the Holy Mountain exterminate the Bloodhoof Tribe?" ”

Hurant smiled bitterly and said: "There are many reasons, and every time the Holy Mountain makes up its mind to eradicate the Bloodhoof Tribe, that damn son of chaos will always have some adventures, whether it is the appearance of the Great Demon Guide of the Undead, or the addition of the Blind Dragon Sword Saint, including obtaining those teleportation crystal ores, it will make the Holy Mountain undecided again." ”

"Is it, Child of Chaos? It's just a joke. After Rommel finished speaking, he looked into the air again, a little surprised that the Harpy, who had just left, flew back again so quickly.

The eagle-man said in a tone that he was too sure, "Tell the beautiful handsome, one head, one dragon。。。。。 ”

"What." Rommel stood up suddenly: "Has the Holy See Holy Mountain sent dragons to war?" ”

"No, no, no, a dragon tied up by five flowers, the scouts are already close to less than a thousand yards of the dragon, that dragon has no intention of attacking except for roaring, the priests can be sure that the dragon is imprisoned by the magic element, a dragon of fire."

Huron was shocked and said, "Guardian of the Holy Mountain, third-order fire dragon destruction? ”

The Harpy took out a bow and arrow from his back, with an envelope hanging from it, handed it to Rommel, and said, "It's not far from the dragon." ”

Rommel opened the letter and looked at it at a glance with a puzzled expression.

"Mei Shuai, what is written on it?" Hiront asked impatiently.

Rommel frowned and said, "The Bloodhoof tribe has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, and the third-order fire dragon of the Holy Mountain has been dedicated to the Beast Emperor as a vote. ”

"Impossible." Huron shouted in a gaffe: "The son of chaos is scheming, the beautiful handsome must not believe it, this is just his trick, maybe he has already laid an ambush in the shadows." ”

"Really?" Rommel looked at the Harpy and asked, "There are other people around?" ”

The harpy raised his head and glanced at Hurent and said, "No, the wasteland is unobstructed, even if there is an ambush, there can't be too many enemies, and besides, a third-order dragon is still a forbidden dragon。。。。。 ”

The Harpy didn't continue, Rommel smiled and said, "Guardian of the Holy Mountain, a fire-based third-order dragon, Huronte, do you think the Holy Mountain has such a great courage to use it as bait?" Or have the arrogant dragons also learned to trick these people into their cunning? ”

Hiront was speechless.

Yes, a fire-based third-order dragon, the guardian of the holy mountain, and the symbol of the face of the Holy See, unless the Great Pope's brain is kicked by the Beamon Behemoth, it is impossible to do such an idiotic thing and use a giant dragon as bait?

Not to mention whether the third-order dragon was willing or not, even if the dragon was subdued by the Holy Mountain and the others, wouldn't he be afraid that the Flame Dragon City would find trouble afterwards.

To be fair, the combat power of a third-order fire dragon, even if it is not as good as the holy rank, is always stronger than the sword saint, and there are only a few sword saints in the human race on the continent.

And as a fire-based dragon with the strongest attack lethality, bullying ordinary Beamon soldiers is like playing, flying in the sky one after another dragon breath, the Beamon Legion can only watch, if there is no long-range attack of the magic pet, the sacrifice will not be able to take the dragon, let alone ordinary archers.

If you want to say that using a fire-type dragon as bait is just to ambush a legion of only 100,000 people in the Beamon Orcs, then it is better to directly let the third-order dragon fly into the air and directly attack the Beamon Orcs, so it is safe, even if there is any accident, the dragon with extremely high double resistance can fly away from the battlefield.

Besides, now that the war between the two clans has not officially started, it is impossible for the Holy Mountain to release the third-order giant dragon.

"Hahaha, God help my people." Rommel had already believed five points by this time, and said to the harpy: "Send the order to the scouts and priests to capture the fire dragon." ”

The eagle man gestured with his hand, and finally said helplessly: "Mei Shuai, that giant dragon is too big, it is estimated that the scouts will not be able to drag it at all." ”

Rommel thought for a moment, and said with some suspicion: "Then let the sacrifice approach, cast all the negative aura on the dragon, and then let the sacrifice and the demon pet keep watch nearby, and after making sure that the dragon is completely subdued, send all the Bear Bear officers in the phalanx in front, as well as the Orephine Giant Elephant Warriors, to drag this dragon back for me." ”

After receiving the order, the Hippogriff flew to the front of the legion.

Hironte always felt that something was wrong, and that there was something strange about it.

After waiting anxiously for a long time, the harpy man returned again, and said excitedly: "Tell Meishuai, dragon, the dragon has really been subdued, and hundreds of negative auras have been superimposed on its body, and it can't move at all, and now it can't even roar." ”

"Good! Come with me to see how powerful this so-called third-order fire dragon really is. Rommel slapped his palm heavily and looked at Huron and asked, "Huron, now, you don't have any doubts, do you?" ”

Hiront sighed and shook his head helplessly.

What else can he say now, the third-order fire dragon, known as the guardian of the holy mountain, was actually tied up by the five flowers and imprisoned by the magic element, and directly sent to the front of the army of Beamon orcs, and Rommel would not hesitate to believe it, after all, it was a dragon, a dragon that had no power to fight back.

You must know that in order to deal with the three-headed dragon of the Holy Mountain, the Beast Emperor and many generals are ready to sacrifice countless sacrifices and demon pets, but who knows that the Son of Chaos actually sent the most powerful dragon of the Holy Mountain to the front for nothing.

"Thai!" Huron suddenly remembered the person who was like his blood brother, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

Brother Tai, Dragon Destruction is your battle partner, have you also fallen into the hands of the Children of Chaos? No, Big Brother Tai has already entered the Sword Saint cultivation, and there are a few people in the world who are his opponents!

At this time, more than a thousand yards behind the third-order fire dragon, Alan climbed to the ground and said to himself, "Can Commander Beamon, a light dragon, be fooled?" I knew that I would have thrown that stupid sword Shengtai too. ”