Claudius touched the guy, but he kept the typewriter on his back, the guy let out a breath, looked at the white mist in the air and scolded: "This hellish weather, damn negative energy region!" I knew it wasn't a good thing, the broken moon was so round that it reminded me of some very bad scum! It's been at least years, right? "This red dragon has almost remembered what is going on, his intelligence is much higher than that of ordinary people, even if it is not as smart as the spell research dragon, but his memory is still very good, of course he remembered the white-skinned pig that took down the three stupid giants in one go......

"Pale Hunter...... It's one of the best in the spirit creatures, and it's got that damn racial habit. www.biquge.info"Of course, Claudius remembered the abilities of this race, and it seems that in the general dragon inheritance, there will be no legendary strongmen like the Lysa Spirit and the Pale Hunter - because you rarely encounter such perverts in the main material realm, but Claudius has a powerful subordinate Minerva, and her favorite thing is to collect all kinds of information, as the huge private library can attest." Claudius, however, had read the information about the Pale Hunter in this library, and knew very well the strength of this high-sensitivity strongman. Although this guy is not as agile as Lesa Spirit, he is by no means a creature that ordinary ancient dragons can fight against, but Claudius doesn't like him, but feels quite annoyed - "This thing is like this, wouldn't the disguise in front of Lao Tzu be all over!" ”

The scolding Claudius had finally waited for his opponent, and the red dragon had stopped in the cold mist the moment he remembered it, allowing the fine ice crystals to accumulate into a silvery reflection on his woolen coat. There was the sound of horses' hooves in the mist, and the crisp sound of horses' hooves quickly approached Claudius. The red dragon didn't wait so patiently for the pale guy to appear, he directly lifted the typewriter in his hand and pulled the trigger at the place where the horse's hooves came from.

The dragon's magic poured from the trigger into the chamber of the gun, and then the burst of magic pushed the bullets out of the muzzle, and Claudius swept a half-arc forward, only to slightly distort the rhythm of the horse's hooves. Out of the mist came a white horse, and the magic surged through its body, and the horse swayed from side to side deftly, quite sparingly dodging the oncoming bullets, but as the distance approached, it was clear that the horse was not moving fast enough. Whether the white guy on the horse was the one Claudius saw at the beginning, the red dragon said that he didn't remember the face at that time, but it stands to reason that it should be this guy. And the pale hunter cleaved bullet after bullet with his long sword, helping his horse dodge the typewriter's fire.

"I think this guy's strength is enough to resist the power of bullets, and that longsword has enough strength ...... +6 longsword, it's like a demigod in the main material realm." Claudius watched his strafing do little to no avail, and it should be said that the Pale Hunter was the kind of creature powerful enough to ignore Claudius' gun, and it was a new proof that the gun was just a weapon for the Clearers. Claudius cursed, and as soon as he let go of the Chicago typewriter and threw it to the ground, he took a small sword from his belt, which quickly recovered to a half-sword the moment he took off his belt.

The Pale Hunter's horse was very fast, and when Claudius drew his sword, the Pale Hunter had already slashed down with one sword. Claudius staggered back, barely able to block the blow thanks to the Adamantite Sword in his hand. The discount after transforming into a human is too great, and Claudius is now just a scrap with a value of 18 whose strength is almost on the edge of the legend, which is far worse than the Pale Hunter. It seemed that the Pale Hunter was also a little surprised by the first blow, and the guy shook his head slightly on the horse, looking a little unhappy with the blow he had just made - he did just strike casually, and did not use any force, but most of the prey in this world he saw was worthy of such a blow..... The white fellow seemed to be somewhat interested, and he turned the horse's head again and began to move the horse carelessly, and the sword was hanging down to the side of the horse, and it seemed that he was ready to pick it up at the right distance - the pale hunter still underestimated Claudius, and he did not want to use the horsepower to increase his strength.

Claudius really didn't have a solution, and when there was a decisive gap between strength and agility, the skill of combat was really useless. At the moment, even if he took the Adamantite Half Sword that was enough to fight against the Pale Hunter, he couldn't last an hour or simply kill the guy in front of him and let him go back to his Night Realm, so in desperation, Claudius decided to give up his human form, "What the hell ****** it!" It was supposed to be an adventure! Now it's a storm! Wouldn't the whole world know about it! Make your bastard look good today! The red dragon felt the markings on his clothes - this was the most expensive enchantment, repairing itself...... Claudius, who was already in a rather bad mood, would never make that pale hunter as stupid as a fork look good.

This white warrior drove the white war horse quite leisurely at first, he looked at the prey in front of him, and was thinking about which direction to start and collect this guy's soul with one blow. And at this time, he saw the prey drop the Adamantite Sword in his hand, which made him feel a little troublesome, "Surrendered?" Desperate? But it didn't work. Although the Pale Hunter is silent most of the time, he does not mind taunting his prey at times, and some Pale Hunters even have a very bad habit of teasing their prey.

But right now, the Pale Hunter is demonstrating what it means to kick the steel plate - right in front of him, it was as if the underground volcano had suddenly erupted, and the scorching shock wave made the Pale Hunter unable to control the war horse for a moment when he was caught off guard, and paused for a moment before splitting the wave of air in front of him with his long sword, but the next moment the situation that appeared in the Pale Hunter's eyes made him almost unable to breathe, "This time it's over!" These were the words that the Pale Hunter subconsciously spoke.

Right in front of him was a red, burning wall...... The walls are covered with intricate patterns of huge scales.