Drake woke up from his false sleep, and he slept less and less. Sometimes, sleep is just like a nap, a few tens of seconds, or a quarter of an hour, and he can wake up.

No matter how well he slept, he could be woken up in times of danger, like an unusually alert reptile, and suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes, as if he felt something, and the pupils of Drake's eyes glowed with gold.

"...... this!?"

He faintly heard the barking of dogs, and not just one or two, but the barking of dogs throughout the town grew louder and louder.

Not good!

Drake's complexion changed drastically, and he could feel a hint of something wrong.

He now goes under the pseudonym "Ivan", and he does not choose to go to the countryside in this small and remote town, but chooses a town closer to the city and the railway, and the reason is very simple, because it is easier to receive news in this kind of place.

In many parts of the Soviet Union, the countryside was incorporated into collective farms, and those places were so isolated that it was difficult to even get a radio, and if you stayed in such remote villages, you would almost lose your intelligence contact with the outside world.

(Sure enough, this kind of town is a lot less stealthy, and I think it's being targeted.) ）

A few days ago, Drake realized that he had been targeted by someone, but the other party hid it well, and Drake didn't want to make trouble, so he didn't take the initiative. It seems that he is still negligent. Knowing that this would be the case, he should have taken the initiative to attack, but he regrets it a little now, but unfortunately it is now, so it is useless.

"Gotta get out of here!"

He heard the sound of a whistle blowing from the town, and he also heard the footsteps of someone on the floor, and finally knew where he was hiding, and this trip was completely unsaved.

Drake immediately made a decision, and his whole body suddenly jumped to his feet, smashed through the glass window, and jumped from the third floor to the courtyard below, he jumped over the wall, and fled as fast as he could.

"Catch him ......"

"Don't let that man run away."

Such shouts were heard everywhere, and the wolfhounds that were chasing the prisoner were also released, and began barking to track his scent.

Drake disagreed, it was impossible for a mortal to catch up with him in this way, for him, the outside of the town was a large river through a grove, and if he was in trouble, he could jump into the river and follow the river to escape the pursuit.

"No ...... Run"

The people who came did not know whether they were from the military police or the KGB, and they did not hesitate to shoot.

But Drake ignored it, and rushed out of town, through the woods, and toward the river.

Nearby Siberia, the river was bitterly cold in winter, but it was nothing to Drake, who dived into the water and dived with all his might, letting the bullets shoot like a shuttle in the water.

Drake didn't float up to breathe, his neck naturally resembled a fish's gill, and he moved underwater for hours before slowly rising to the surface.

He climbed onto the bank of the river, naked.

He threw away his clothes underwater, after all, to prevent himself from going down the water.

It's just that Drake didn't find out, even if he got rid of the pursuit of the Soviet military police, it doesn't mean that there are no other people eyeing him.

The moment he went ashore, his spirit unexpectedly relaxed, and this relaxation directly led to a long-planned sneak attack from the direction overhead.

"Faint!"

"Loose and energetic!"

"It's all petrified!"

Several rays of light were released from the sky, rushing like flickering five-colored fireworks, spells cast by several wizards.

This is typical of dueling magic, and the "Stun Charm" is the most common method used by wizards to learn Defence Against the Dark Arts, which can knock down enemies, stun them, or knock them into the air.

"Strength Relaxation" has the same properties as the Stun Charm, which can dissipate the enemy's energy and make them resist.

The final petrification spell, that is, the wizard who recites the spell "all petrify", has the more obvious intention, which is to make Drake completely lose resistance.

This is a premeditated operation, several wizards use broomsticks to float in the air beyond the attention of ordinary people, use their wands to cast spells, and several spells form a chain of attacks, the goal is clear and simple, is to deprive Drake of combat power.

The first stun spell hit Drake, who was smashed several meters away, and the follow-up magic hit him one after another, making his hands and feet weak, and the petrification spell made his legs petrify.

Changing to other wizards was over in an instant, but Drake wasn't a mortal after all.

He opened his mouth wide as he was knocked out by the Unconscious Curse, and the blood of the ancient dragon rushed in his veins, causing him to let out a roar.

This is a temporary comeback in the face of an urgent crisis.

It was like a stress reaction, and even though half of his body was flying in the air, he still made the move of opening his mouth and yelling.

“Fus！”

Ancient and mysterious syllables burst out from the burning soul of moxibustion.

“Ro Dah——！”

The roar of the war dragon was released from his voice, this is the syllable that shakes the atmosphere, the huge sound wave turns into the volume that hits the eardrum, the air flow is oscillated like an explosion, where would the wizard flying in mid-air think of such a terrible counterattack, they were instantly shocked by the terrifying sound wave from their respective broomsticks.

"Head...... It hurts to death. ”

Drake, who had fallen to the ground, sensed something was wrong with his body, and he stared at his right foot and found that it was fixed in a plaster cast.

“…… Petrified, I was attacked by a wizard. ”

He thought about it for a moment, and then remembered what he had encountered.

It is impossible for an ordinary person to injure him or nearly capture him.

Damn wizards.

He glanced around, and at least six wizards were stunned by his dragon roar, or swept off their broomsticks by immense force.

At that height, two or three of the group broke their legs.

Golden opportunity!

Drake could feel the "petrification" eating away at his flesh, turning his legs into hard stones.

He sneered, his fingers turned into half-dragons, and he quickly cut off his own legs.

"Die!"

He lay on the ground, and with his two hands he ran like a leopard to a fallen wizard on the other side.

"No!"

The latter broke his spine and couldn't move at all, and Drake rushed up, opening his mouth full of sharp teeth and slashing his throat.

At this moment, his cruelty was terrifying, and it also moved the other wizards.

"Broken bones."

A Moscow wizard lying on the ground broke a leg, but after his companion was killed, he clenched his wand and cast a dangerous spell.

It was a spell that could destroy objects, and when the spell was released, it was like a ray of light hitting Drake on the other side, and his blood-stained mouth opened open, and the next second, the corpse in his hand was thrown out, blocking the magic in his place.

With a bang, the body split apart.

And the wizard of Moscow was stunned by the moment, when a raging flame erupted like a fiery dragon, and he fell into the remains of a burning body.