The lich's judgment could not be said to be wrong, the scales of the black dragon were not as hard as those of the dragon that grew up under normal circumstances, and even the explosion caused by the dust of the edelweiss still made it dripping with blood, especially the eye socket that had once been shot by the elf, which was like a blooming flower of flesh and blood, and the tears under the eyelid broke and pierced into the eyeball, the black dragon blinked in pain, blood mixed with tears, and other contents flowed out of the scale-covered eye sockets, and the muddy swamp was once again attacked by a small rainstorm, nothing but scorching and bright red。

But the injuries weren't fatal enough, the pain made the black dragon almost lose the only wisdom it had, it bent its scaly neck, and pumped its throat, everyone knew that an acid enough to envelop half of them had brewed, and the reason why the black dragon didn't spit it out was because its vision narrowed after missing an eye, and it had to turn its neck to see the other side.

"Can you do it again?" asked Gülen.

The otherworldly soul shook his head, the lich had already reminded him that the black dragon was not an ordinary monster, his memory would not be so bad, and the older dragon could even guess what kind of spell the mage was going to cast from the fluctuations of magic, and next time it would not wait in place for the enemy's attack- Almost as soon as the caster carried Gülen into the air, the black dragon slammed its wings and flew up, and in an instant, it rose to a height of several hundred feet, so that even if it only had one eye and felt pain every time it turned its neck, it could clearly find its prey.

- Seriously, a soul from another plane, I don't think I'll ever understand how these dragons fly, it's completely unreasonable - it's like a helicopter!

- Prepare your spells, the lich said grimly, thinking that he would never understand why his cohabitants were always unable to concentrate in important moments, except when it came to eating, of course.

But even without the lich's reminder, the spirit of the other world had already sensed that the druid running in the swamp was preparing his spell, and Kerry had distanced himself from him and began to shoot arrows at the dragon, quite obviously trying to divert its attention, but even the elves were not easy to shoot the black dragon hundreds of feet high with ordinary arrows (magic arrows had been exhausted), not to mention the turbulent air currents around the black dragons, they were like whirlpools in the water, and they bounced the arrows away. The black-haired caster immediately cast a spell that had been prepared for a long time - he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of acid, which was swept into the air stream and splashed on the black dragon's body, its scales could resist the acid, but the flesh and bones that had been stripped of its scales due to the previous explosion could not, and as soon as the acid fell on it, it made a sizzling corrosion sound, and the black dragon rushed towards the caster almost without hesitation, its face looked like a half-melted skeleton, looking hideous and disgusting.

The otherworldly spirit tossed Glenn lightly, and the thieves fell quickly, but fortunately they were not as high as the dragon, Glenn turned his body as hard as he could, and let himself fall into a crystal water, and he slammed into the water with a thud, and sank swiftly - he sank desperately, for he heard a sizzling sound on the surface of the water, and the sound of steaming mist, indicating that countless amounts of acid were dripping into the swamp.

And at this time, the druid's spell had also hit the black dragon, this spell pulled the black dragon from a height of hundreds of feet, ten times faster than it could rise, the black dragon slanted its body, its wings one in front and one in the back of the ground- Unfortunately, it was probably a rather rare piece of hard grass in the snow-covered swamp, and though it was soft compared to the rest of the place, it was definitely not as amiable as the mire and the water, and the black dragon's membranous wings, which first touched the ground, made a crisp and loud gacha sound and folded unsightly, and the otter (dwarf McGee), who had been watching it all cautiously from a distance, could not help but shrink in disgust, and the bones there might have increased by hundreds at once, he thought, as he dived a little deeper。

But the druid never took a dragon lightly, and almost at the same time he began casting another spell that transformed himself into a giant shield-armored hippopotamus - often mistaken for a monster due to its large size and covered in steel shield-like armor, but in fact it was a natural creature, as evidenced by the fact that it could be a druid's transformation object - The shielded hippopotamus incarnated by Perrant is one-third the size of a black dragon's body, and its teeth are not sharp because they are only used to eat grass and trees, and are as flat as horses and oxen, but this does not mean that they are not threatening enough, and humans who live next to rivers often ask adventurers to help them drive away shielded hippos, because this hippopotamus can bite off a tree surrounded by a single person. Now, the shield-armored hippopotamus hides its body between the mire and the floating grass and reeds, and Perrant wants to attack the back of the black dragon's neck, which is not only a vital point, but also has a large piece of flesh torn off by the explosion caused by the black-haired spellcaster.

But just as he was about to open the huge mouth, a swift invisible force stunned him in place, unable to move, the black dragon maintained its original posture, twisted its neck like lightning, and brought himself face to face with the druid, the black dragon's golden eyes clearly reflected the voice of the shield hippopotamus, it did not hesitate to pull open the upper and lower jawbones, and bit down viciously.

The muffled cry of the hippopotamus resounded through the swamp, and the caster cast another spell, but the black dragon turned around and met the lightning with the hardest and thickest back, and the electricity flew over its body, but the dragon seemed to have lost its sense of pain and danger, and it propped up its unharmed wings, flapping, and kicked the grass with its powerful legs, freeing itself from the disadvantage, and in the whole process, its mouth kept biting tightly, and the hippopotamus was bleeding from its neck, all the way to its chest, and it seemed to enjoy the sensation, the enemy's blood was the best healing potion for the dragon, and the black dragon raised its head and tightened its teethto allow more blood to slip down the throat.

"God willing!" Glenn muttered, gasping and about to swim away, when a black shadow screeched diagonally from mid-air at lightning speed, knocking the thief dozens of feet away—he was rolling on a thicket of rushes, leaving a trail of blood every time he rolled, and the shadow was none other than the tip of the black dragon's tail, which was not smooth, full of scales and small dagger-like barbs, which tore not only the thief's leather armor and shirt, but also his skin.

The black dragon looked at the spellcaster, and the soul of the other world could see a hint of mockery in its eyes, it searched for spells, but those powerful spells could directly affect the druid who was bitten by the black dragon - the black dragon lowered his head and grabbed the shield hippopotamus with one claw instead, but its teeth did not loosen, and now even McGee could see its intentions - it wanted to tear the druid directly.

The black-haired spellcaster chanted the spell so loudly that it would have to do it even if it hit Perrant - it was so engrossed, a spell that had never been more powerful for an otherworldly soul took shape on the tip of its tongue and fingertips, but just before it was cast, a hand rested on the caster's shoulder, causing the souls of the other plane to jump out of the body it shared with the lich - his flying spell had not yet failed.

At this moment, everything, including time and space, seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were silent, and the only remaining eye of the black dragon reflected what it saw like a pure gold mirror. A woman with silver flames in her eyes, she floated in the air, white velvet flowers bloomed at her feet, she was so beautiful, and so dangerous, but the black dragon that had been forcibly brought to maturity seemed to completely ignore the latter point, there was a strange impulse surging in its body, the roots of its teeth were itching unbearably, its snout was dry, but it was not wanting to eat something, no, it was another same old desire, it wanted to fly, it wanted to jump, it spread its wings to show the strongest and most elegant side of this woman, it lowered its neck, and gently placed the hippopotamus in its mouth on the meadow, and then let out a gentle roar, "It's ......food," it said, forcibly stripped of its inheritance, it didn't even know how to show love to a beautiful female, it was all instinct - to give food to the dragon it admired, and if he had, maybe gold - it didn't have gold, the black dragon let out a low cry of shame, and instead plucked its largest and most beautiful scales and sent them to her, it had only this, but later...... Later......

The woman who suddenly appeared did not speak, she smiled, and without a little fear "walked" to the black dragon, kissed its kiss, and a silver flame rushed into the black dragon's mouth, flowed into its throat, and burned almost explosively in its body, accompanied by a sneer, everyone watched the black dragon burn, and beams of flame came from its eyes, The nostrils and ears swooped out, wrapping around its body like a beautiful silver ribbon, and in a few breaths, the black dragon that had made them embarrassed turned into a charred skeleton, and the beautiful flames coiled up and down the skeleton for a while before returning to their master.

The owner of the flame stretched out his index finger and lightly touched the nose bone of the black dragon, and the skeleton suddenly collapsed into ashes, and in a short time it was blown into the mud and white velvet by the breeze on the swamp, leaving no trace at all.

"Plum?" Gülen shouted.

The woman looked at the thief and didn't speak, just shook her finger at the black-haired spellcaster, and the soul of the other world only felt that as soon as the body was heavy, the flying spell lost its effect in advance, and he fell, fortunately this body was not just a mage, he made himself fly again in time, but under the lich's warning, he did not continue to fly to the level of "Meme", but landed where Gülen was, and helped him up.

Almost no part of Gülen was intact, but a terrible premonition took hold of his heart, and he didn't even think to take out the healing potion and drink it, but walked straight to the sudden appearance of Mei Mi.

She should be in the warmth and comfort of the Dragonfire Islands, under the flattery of merchants and mercenaries, enjoying the soft silk beds and delicious and abundant food, drinking honey wine, she should not be here, this place where death and pain can occur at any time, why is the eyes in her eyes so strange when she looks at herself? The silver flames that flickered in the eyes of those familiar gems were as daunting as the harshest of winters.

She's not Meimi, who is she?

When Gülen was about to walk forward, Kerry stopped the thief with his "silver crown".

"Who are you?" asked Perrante.

The woman, at least the one who appeared to be a plum, just smiled sweetly and deeply, and she raised her hand, but before she could do anything about it, she suddenly collapsed- The thief pounced on him so fast that Kerryburn's silver crown left a deep scar on his chest, and he pounced on her, and Memmy collapsed into his arms with her eyes closed, no different than every time before, Glenn turned his head and looked at the black-haired spellcaster, the expression on his face was very strange, as if he was crying and as if he was smiling, "She," he stammered, and said hopefully, "She...... It's plum, right...... What is it? Is it possessed by a ghost, or is it controlled by someone...... You can help her undo the spell, can you?"

The souls of the other world looked at him and remained silent.

A terrifying fire suddenly rose in the thief's eyes: "What is this?" he said, "It's something you can't solve, right?"

"This is the Sage. Perrant said that he had recovered from his hippopotamus form, and he drank several bottles of potion in a row before he could speak, but Glenn even wanted to pull out a dagger to pierce his chest, he trembled, he didn't want to hear the druid continue, or maybe the latter was lying at all, but he knew that he was not worthy of the druid and the elves to make up lies, everything he said was pushing her into the abyss, and Glenn was powerless.

He stood up stiffly, still clutching his lover tightly, but his body and fingers were trembling, and he had not been so helpless and frightened since he had fled the room where the head of his companion was kept—he had thought that Memy was not important, at least not as important as he thought.

He was wrong. (To be continued.) )