"Over there!"

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He actually used a falcon to explore the sky.

He can use the "Eagle Eye Technique" to share his vision with his falcon.

Arthas ordered the team to be stationed in the camp, and the young dragons did not need so many people.

He smiled, as long as they had this team of hunters, their odds of victory would be much higher.

The crowd and the dwarven musketeers headed for the place where the black dragon cub was.

At the Lorendam camp, Alsace was not worried.

With Uther, a powerful paladin, at his disposal, the orcs will not kill themselves.

After a while, the destination arrived.

The targets of the dwarven musketeers also appeared.

This is a black dragon cub.

Although it is a cub, it is also quite a good size.

The curled up body was the size of a truck, and if it spread its wings, it would be a big one.

"Be careful!"

The dwarven leader, Folio, roared.

I saw the black dragon in the distance get up, and its wings spread out.

In an instant, it covered an area of nearly thirty meters, bringing down several small trees and raising large clouds of dust.

"It's just a baby dragon?"

Arthas's eyes widened in disbelief.

Ling Zifeng was not surprised, the black dragon was originally a huge creature.

An adult black dragon is as tall as a hill, and the size of a truck is really just a baby dragon.

"Vengeance Shield!"

The golden shield spun and flew towards the young dragon's head.

Since he was going to make a move, Ling Zifeng would not hesitate.

"Whew!"

The black dragon was struck on the head, and it was immediately furious, and ran towards Ling Zifeng.

The wings of the young dragon are still relatively weak, and they can't fly for long.

So it chooses to sprint.

It didn't matter, and the whole ground began to shake at a distance.

"Boom, boom, boom."

It was as if there was an earthquake in the valley.

"Do it!"

Ling Zifeng screamed and rushed forward with his shield.

Priest Ya'er hurriedly put on a Truth Word Shield, and at the same time unleashed Shadow Word Pain on the young dragon.

This is a Priest's land, a type of shadow magic that hurts blood continuously.

For a creature with rough skin and thick flesh like a dragon, the effect of direct strikes is very bad, and it is not as effective as this kind of skill that continuously hurts blood.

"Spike!"

Su Cheng also shot his continuous blood injury skill on the young dragon's body.

"Dedication!"

Ling Zifeng had already opened up his similar skills.

He also knew that dealing with a creature like a dragon with thick skin and flesh could only be consumed little by little.

Golden flames burned on the ground, and the young dragons roared in bursts of heat.

The black giant claws grabbed Ling Zifeng with his head and face.

"Bang!"

I saw him turn around and easily dodge the fatal blow.

Although Hermione didn't cast her attack magic, her "slowdown" played a key role.

The speed of the black dragon cub was reduced to a minimum, and the difficulty of Ling Zifeng's confrontation was greatly reduced.

When Arthas and the dwarves saw them attack, they also rushed forward like young dragons with shouts.

For a moment, bows and arrows, muskets, swords, hammers, magic, and the power of the Holy Light all beckoned to the young dragon.

"Whew......"

The dragon's cry of pain could not withstand such a fierce attack.

Seeing that it was about to flee as soon as its wings flapped, the dwarven leader Follio hurriedly shouted:

"Stop it!"

He shouted, and rushed forward with his musket in his hand.

He has been chasing this young dragon for half a month, if he lets the target run again, how can he be willing!

The black dragon cub was also beaten out of the real fire, and immediately grabbed it everywhere in a rage.

It took a deep breath at the rushing dwarf.

Billowing smoke billowed from its nostrils.

"Get out of the way!"

Although Ling Zifeng reminded loudly.

But the dwarf Folyo was still a little slower to dodge.

Seeing that he was about to be sprayed by a mouthful of dragon breath.

I saw Ling Zifeng flying up a shield in front of the dwarf.

"Shield of Justice," "Shield of Holiness," and "Shield of Truthword" are released at the same time!

"Boom!"

The scorching dragon's breath was stopped by this triple protection.

The dwarf's eyes widened in fright, and cold sweat flowed out.

If it weren't for Ling Zi's fast windshield, he would have been burned to ashes!

"Whew!"

The black dragon cub roared hoarsely for the last time.

It finally couldn't stop such a fierce attack, and it rumbled to the ground, motionless.

"Be careful, everyone, don't rush closer!"

Ling Zifeng knew that the dragon in World of Warcraft was a very powerful creature.

Even if it's a young dragon, you can't take it lightly.

"Give it another arrow."

He nodded to Su Cheng and said.

"Whoosh!"

"Arcane Shot" is released again.

There was a muffled sound of "flutter", and it shot deep into the black dragon's brain.

It seems that this black dragon will not survive anyway.

The dwarf Fovio then hurried with his men to dismember the young dragon.

They want the blood and heart of the black dragon, and they have to move fast.

Otherwise, it will take too long, and the utility of the material will drop a lot.

After a while, the dwarves came running with a heart the size of a pumpkin in a basket.

"This hero, I must repay you for saving your life, give me your sword quickly!"

The dwarf Fovio said sincerely to Ling Zifeng.

He planned to help Ling Zifeng's long sword be forged again.

Ling Zifeng immediately handed it over, he was very much looking forward to the exquisite skills of these dwarven craftsmen.

I saw that Fovio found a delicate anvil out of nowhere.

He took Ling Zifeng's black sword and took a look!

"It's so heavy, it's all obsidian crystals!"

Ling Zifeng nodded indifferently.

I saw that Fovio was extremely envious of the god ****** beast world, and there were also obsidian ores, but obsidian essence crystals were very rare.

It is almost a dozen tons of raw ore to refine dozens of grams.

"Hey, the casting process of your sword is not successful, there are too many impurities, let me help you refine it together!"

Folio sighed slightly, very dissatisfied with the casting of Ling Zifeng's black sword.

His eyes were full of pity, as if a pearl was covered with dust.

"I'll bother you."

Ling Zifeng smiled, he was happy to do it.

He knew that Dumbledore had helped cast this piece, and it was understandable that the casting process of Harry Potter Time could not catch up with here, after all, the power system was much worse!

The dwarven craftsman struggled to put the black sword on the anvil, and he took out a thick iron hammer, and began to transform it against Ling Zifeng's black sword.

"Dangdangdang......"

There was a rapid, rhythmic thumping sound.

After a few tentative knocks, Fovio nodded slightly, thinking that this black sword could withstand stronger power.

He beckoned to his subordinates, and a dwarf with a bag on his back walked up.

Ling Zifeng saw him take out a boxy box from his bag.

"Hey, what is this?"