"I've always wanted to fly a mount, and now I've finally got it."

Zhang Lin patted the black young dragon under him, but it caused an unpleasant low roar, only to see a string of flames spit out from the black dragon's mouth, burning the flowers and plants on the side of the road into charcoal.

"Haha, the temper is not small," pulling the reins around the neck of the black dragon, looking at the other people riding on the mounts of the various young dragons, which just formed a five-color team.

It's a pity that the green dragon produced by Emerald Dream does not provide mount services.

Cialis and Fried both looked in amazement at the descendants of the guardian dragon of Azeroth, who could summon such a creature out of thin air with a string of reins given by Ciel.

The half-dragon girl sitting on top of the white dragon couldn't help but lower her body and hugged the neck of the young dragon that was covered with scales, but it didn't hurt people.

"I once fantasized about giving birth to wings and flying in the sky, but unfortunately I never got my wish."

Under the caress of the half-dragon girl, the white young dragon also turned his head and rubbed the other party affectionately, in exchange for a light laugh.

"You haven't told me about this, otherwise I would have taken you through it a long time ago." Ciel looked at Yu'er Shika with some confusion, the two had never heard each other talk about it for so long.

"It's just a trivial idea."

As several people rose into the air, Ilusir was in full view, and places that would have had to be bypassed many complicated roads on the ground became easily accessible.

At this time, on the slender stone bridge leading to the outside world in the Cold Valley, a cloud of black mud occupied almost half of the bridge deck, and it was like a worm slowly advancing towards Ilusir.

A group of dark priests holding the candlestick in their right hand and the holy bell in their left hand followed the black mud like zombies, and the first one was the fattest, like a round ball.

When these creatures passed through the barrier that shrouded Irushir, the citizens who lived nearby noticed the strange situation.

As Black Mud slowly climbed the stairs, some clones fell off its body and crawled towards all corners of the city.

The person who had not yet reacted was quickly enveloped by the black mud clone that suddenly pounced on him, and his outstretched hand struggled outside as if he was stuck in a mud pond before losing his movement, and after a while, he could only see the bones that appeared on the black mud from time to time.

The terrible situation caused people to flee in all directions, or to hide in the room, but the priest who followed the black mud summoned fireballs the size of a basin, knocking some of the fleeing people to the ground, desperately swept into the approaching black mud.

Some masked ancient Moon nobles hurried for help from the passing Knights of the Cold Valley, but the knights ignored them, and even began to beast in front of them, and then forced them into the streets with weapons in hand.

"God of the Dark Moon, please bless us!"

Some knelt on the ground begging and looked at the cathedral of Arnol Lund.

When the figure of the five young dragons was about to fly to their destination, several silver knights guarding the outside of the house also noticed it, and immediately opened the dragon hunting bow in their hands, and the light of thunder and lightning continued to surround on the spear-like arrows.

Leaning on the handrail of the hallway, Gwendrin noticed the Yur Shika on the back of one of the young dragons, and waved to stop the Silver Knights' imminent attack.

Several people fell to the ground, and the young dragon disappeared, much to Gwendelin's surprise.

"Yuer Shika, I thought you had been killed by Shalivan."

Gwendrin crossed his hands in the lower abdomen, and the pseudo-feet under him raised the snake's head through the white robe, as if he had an autonomous consciousness, "What are you waiting for not an ancient dragon?" ”

"Brother, do you already know what Sullivan did?" Instead of answering Gwendrin's question, Yur Shika turned around and asked the other person upside down.

"Shalivan is plotting against me, so I guess it will be against you as well." Gwendrin's voice was weak.

"Brother, your hand?" The half-dragon girl looked at Gwendrin's hands, and then noticed that the already pale and slender palms were now even more slender, and the nails had become sharper, and it looked like there had been some unknown changes.

"It's okay," Gwendrin waved his hand slightly, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was holding on, and then he looked at the men behind Yur Shika.

Before he could ask, Yu'er Shika took his hand, "Brother, don't worry, it will definitely be cured." ”

"I beg your pardon." At the signal of Yu'er Shika's eyes, Ciel stepped forward, and in her perception, Gwendrin had an anomaly similar to a disease and toxin tangled in his blood, constantly twisting his body.

Wanting to refuse the approach of someone other than his sister, Gwendelin, whose mouth was only slightly open, saw Hill raise his right hand, and the light flashed, and he felt as if his body had been cleansed, and the pain that had appeared since receiving the cane gun disappeared in an instant, and his hand was slowly returning to its original state.

"I've been underestimating this friend of yours, Yu'er Shika." Gwendrin was surprised to feel the changes in his body, and after Hill was brought back by Yur Shika, he had objected to letting unknown people in, but in the end, he couldn't do it.

"Then, Sullivan should pay the price for his ambitions, such a thief against the gods must be crusaded!"

Just as Gwendrin was criticizing Shalivan's crimes and preparing to send out the Silver Knight, the screams of the city below reached here.

I saw that the huge black mud had arrived in the square in front of the church of Irushir, and the scattered clones continued to prey on humans with the assistance of those priests.

A large number of twisted stumps protruding from the black mud seemed to tell the tragic fate of the innocent.

A spider-like monster with three pairs of wolf claws crawled through the shadows along the wall, a pair of red eyes staring at the people in the hallway, black aura wafting across its body like a wailing ghost.

"Whew!"

Arrows of thunder pierced the air and pierced the monster's waist, knocking off some of the human bones that were sticking to its fur.

The pain-eating monster still had the big arrow hanging from its body, and was about to pounce on it, only to shoot it through with another shot.

The monster likes to be bathed in the screams of the other party when killing its prey, but it does not mean that it likes its own screams, and its legs are slightly bent, and it turns around and jumps back into the building complex below.

"Followers of Eldridge, ...... of the Twisted Abyssal Monsters" Obviously, Gwendrin recognized the origin of this monster, and the bishops and priests below who were killing the people of Irushir, his face was frosty, "I didn't expect that the Gloomy Church had been eroded to this point by this ogre. ”

"It seems that we don't need to inform you, it's all here." Zhang Lin looked at the situation below and spread his hands helplessly.

"Silver Knights, destroy these invaders!" As the words fell, Gwendrin's figure flashed and appeared on a rooftop, the snake's foot under him holding him in place, and then waved the golden staff that appeared in his hand, and a series of arrows made of cold moonlight condensed into shape, tying some of the ghostly bishops and Eldridge's clones who wandered here into hedgehogs.