This is a squad composed mainly of Rangers, with two Druids in charge of spellcasting, and the other three Rangers can also use magic scrolls to cast spells. www.biquge.info they really came here to kill the young red dragon in order to obtain the treasures collected by the red dragon and the corpse of the red dragon covered in treasures. "Unification is a profession above level 12, there is no reason why you can't get a young red dragon." What's more, there are other squads around them, and if something goes wrong, they can directly summon or pull people with magic.

While traversing a wooded area, they spotted their target, Claudius, who happened to be clutching a bison in the sky, flying clumsily, seemingly looking for a place to eat. "Follow it! I think we can find the red dragon's lair! Then they were disappointed to find that the red dragon had thrown the bison into a clearing near the water's edge, and then landed directly and began to bite the bison, which had fallen a little bit.

They didn't notice it when they flew in the sky, but once they landed, the elven savages found that this red dragon was completely different from the other red dragons. "Is this a red dragon? Why doesn't it look like it! Could it be a half-blood dragon? I haven't seen a hybrid of a five-colored dragon yet. Someone spoke up immediately.

Indeed, Claudius, who stands on two legs, is completely different from ordinary red dragons, with a stubby neck and strong and prominent jaws, four horns on his head and a triangular horn on his nose that connects back and forth, in any respect, he is different from the red dragon that people know, only the bright red scale armor and the momentum of the flames let people know that it is a red dragon. Claudius wasn't interested in being judged, and he hadn't spotted the rangers sneaking in the distance at the moment, and filling his stomach was his primary concern at the moment. The well-developed jaws opened, and flames poured out of them. The surface of the torn off chunks of beef is instantly grilled, and the fat on the surface of the slightly charred beef gives off an extremely attractive aroma. Claudius grunted and chewed heavily on the half-cooked meat.

The elves did not eat meat, and it was not only the elves themselves who came to their aid, but also many righteous humans, forest rangers and druids who believed in the gods of the forest, and their teachings did not prohibit them from eating animals - only meaningless hunting. So the aroma of the beef that Claudius created immediately attracted the gang - even if they were not hungry, but they couldn't help but taste the aroma with gusto.

The red dragon gnawed on the buffalo with great vigour, and the creature ate the fattest parts of the cow - the entrails, the tongue, the ribs and shoulders, and so on. At this time, the rangers were already in place and ready to attack.

The attack begins with a barrage of spells, starting with the eerily wildly growing thorny vines. The vines snaked their way like snakes, bouncing and growing in the air, rapidly trying to entangle Claudius tightly. "Damn! You ruined my lunch! Claudius habitually ranted in Chinese. In this world, in the world of Feron of Alberon, language is magical—languages such as dragons, abyssals, and celestials, especially dragons, which are originally languages rich in magical rules, and much of the magic in this world is written in dragon languages. But Chinese, Claudius did not find anything unusual about this language, just like the lingua franca of this world and the languages of many races, does not naturally mobilize magic. The same seems to be true of the other languages of the Earth, at least Claudius had tried the languages of the Earth he knew, and found none of them to be sensitive to magic.

The vines grew at an exaggerated rate, tearing the cow on the ground into pieces almost instantly, and then wrapping them directly around Claudius's body. The powerful vines restricted Claudius' movements, preventing him from flying into the air. But that was the end of the vine's effect - the sharp spikes that could have pierced the metal plate armor were helpless against Claudius' dragon scales. And the vines themselves creaked under Claudius' power, and it looked like they were about to break - but in fact, the magically induced vines were still far from breaking. The vines continued to wrap around Claudius, and at the same time, they continued to thicken, and with the support of the magic of the druids who cast the spell, the goal was to tie the red dragon to the ground, so that the ranger who went up would be simple - use a weapon with a magical armor-piercing effect to give the young red dragon a blow to the neck or heart, and the scale armor defense of the young red dragon was not as exaggerated as that of the adult dragon.

It is true that the vines are more difficult to break free from by their strength alone, and the thick vines rich in toughness are stronger than the same thickness of steel ropes, but unfortunately, the vines are not resistant to high temperatures. Although Claudius, who struggled hard, couldn't break free for the time being, the vines couldn't pull him to the ground and fall, and his two thick hind legs were standing on the ground, and at the same time, he burned his aura and activated it with all his might. Today's aura has a radius of three meters, and it can create a high temperature of five or six hundred degrees at the same time. At such temperatures, the vines of mana were affected considerably, and their growth rate slowed down.

But by this time, the fastest ranger had arrived, this guy was not an elf, he looked like a bearded human from his face - but he also had a pair of pointed ears, "Cut! Half-elf. Claudius still had time to glance at the guy and comment at the same time. This bearded half-elf ranger held two scimitars in his hands, and looking at the curves of this knife, it was obvious that he had taken a light and agile path, and the stabbing was much sharper than slashing. The half-elf ranger moves extremely fast, as if gravity doesn't exist, and the guy tries to run up Claudius's side body, seemingly aiming at Claudius' throat.

Covering the bearded man were long arrows, and another ranger stood at the edge of the woods, about thirty meters from Claudius, and was aiming an arrow stuck in the ground with a recurve bow that was aimed at Claudius. The arrows were also very tricky, always shooting at Claudius' eyes, nostrils, and mouth, forcing Claudius to constantly move his head to avoid being shot. There didn't seem to be any enchantment on the arrows, so the arrows made of steel couldn't pierce Claudius' scale armor - Claudius himself didn't think anything was out of the ordinary, but the ranger who shot the arrow was already very surprised. Ordinary juvenile red dragons can't stop those steel arrows, even young red dragons will be shot through the inside of the limbs or the scales on the abdomen and mouth and nose and suffer minor injuries, but this red dragon that still looks like a teenager just shakes its head to avoid the bow and arrow directly hitting the target and doesn't care about being shot in other parts.

The third ranger was a little slower, but he held a medium-length spear in his hand, and the spear raised to the height of his eyebrows was actually the most dangerous of the three weapons - it was long enough, long enough to stab Claudius in either direction of his chest, abdomen, and back to inflict fatal wounds on Claudius—long enough to penetrate his body and injure vital organs in his body.

One druid was chanting magic and keeping the magic vines growing, while another druid roared and transformed into a giant bear that pounced on Claudius, who still had a thick wooden staff in his paws......

The jumping ranger stabbed Claudius in the thigh with two knives, and the ranger had to consume strength to maintain it under the burning aura, so that his physical strength was consumed quickly, but the flexibility of this guy made Claudius, who was ready to spit, unable to lock at all, and the long arrows one by one really gave him a headache, and accidentally the corners of Claudius's mouth had been nailed into a long arrow, and the hot burning dragon blood flowed out of his jaw, splashing sparks on the ground in the shake.