Chapter 1099: White Dragon
"Are you here to play 'Guess Guess', I thought this kind of game was no longer popular among young children in the Feron plane 140,000 years ago"?
Punk, who had no heart to guess good news and bad news, and who had no sense of humor, paid no attention to Anthony's "invitation to guess", perhaps because of his nervous and thoughtful reasoning, and when he faced the somewhat professional and friendly smile of the priest, the caster felt that his cynicism had become more familiar than usual.
For example, at this time, his ridicule directly choked the embarrassed Pastor Morningstar.
And looking at the "Whisper of Destruction" with a completely expressionless face and cold and dark eyes, the "Clean Glow" who frowned could only shake his head and give up the idea of selling the lawsuit in the end, and said directly:
"Well, well, actually the "good news" I am talking about is also related to Iberfil, you know? Not only did Marta actually go to the border farmland of the Karamus Empire to purify the crops, but she also cleared up several abyssal sub-lords who were roaming around............ This process may not have been a good thing, after all, the fools of the Santarin Society have almost stopped opening new abyssal rifts, and the existing legendary demons that have descended on the plane of Faeron can be said to be one less than one dead, and the balance of victory in the war has been slowly tilting towards the Karamus Empire, but just two days ago, the actions of the "righteous girl" who don't know how to measure are really worthy of our joy."
The language was joyful as he expounded his thoughts, and Anthony, with his eyes sparkling and shining, had clearly planned a new conspiracy.
Next, the "good" priest of the "neutral and orderly" camp continued to describe the glorious achievements of the "Valkyrie", and took out a blank magic scroll from the magic ring and spread it out in the dull and dead air.
Then, he pointed to the clear image slowly emerging on the scroll and said to Punk with a "friendly smile" drawn on the corner of his mouth:
"Look at what good things our little girl has found? I don't think she thought about the consequences of her righteous act of "eradicating evil"......... Anyway, I personally think it's definitely a good opportunity for us to move forward with the plan, don't you think"?
At this moment, the scroll suspended in mid-air is obviously a magic scroll, and its effect should be to present a real-time scene captured by a covert surveillance with divine magic, and at this moment, there are a total of three characters displayed in the scroll, one is the "righteous girl" Iberfil who looks tired and has blond hair that looks a little messy, and the other is the "little fan brother" Tuo Tao who is still following her to help.
The two "volunteers" with kindness and courage seemed to be hurrying all the way back to the direction of the Horaka Line.
However, the core events of Anthony's surveillance are obviously not these, and the most important thing is behind them............ A massive, mountain-like creature bound by several layers of scarlet bloodstained chains was flying rapidly as it was pulled by two legendary warriors with solemn expressions, emitting a terrible wail and a violent futile struggle.
That's a white dragon!
"Twenty-third level legendary white dragon, "Winter Princess" - Seraline - Cold Tooth"?
Looking at the embarrassed behemoth on the scroll with some doubts, Punk, who was not without doubts, easily recognized the identity of this guy.
Although the legendary white dragon at this time looked to be scarred to the point of almost fragmentation, the position where she should have grown two pairs of wings and strong limbs had turned into neat and smooth flesh fractures, and more than half of the scale armor of Sellarin, who had almost been reduced to a "dragon stick", was dyed red by the coagulated blood, but the Morning Star Mage, who had seen the pictures and materials related to the "Winter Princess" from the information provided by the "Leader", still recognized her iconic curved dragon horns at a glance.
But now there is something strange and surprising - how did this dragon, who has twenty-three warlock ranks, is said to be good at hand-to-hand combat and agile flight, and has no low intelligence, somehow become a captive of Iberfil?
"Our Lady Marta has found the stronghold of the Santarin Society and "declared war"?
Rather surprised to ask Anthony, Punk's heart quickly thought about how to use this time to stir up trouble.
And beside him, Anthony, who had already put away the scroll, pretended to be helpless and spread his hands and explained:
"Well, I think Miss Sellarin will feel wronged anyway, after all, she is just flying at the border of Calams and patrolling the progress of the demon invasion as usual, and according to the unspoken rules of this war, there is no reason to attack her. However, her luck is really bad, the righteous "Valkyrie" is having some leisure because she has cleaned up most of the subordinate lords, and at the same time, she obviously does not agree with the existence of the so-called "unspoken rules", so she ...... That's how it becomes."
“............”
Well, it seems that no matter how good the old fritter is, once he encounters an "unreasonable" second stunned, he is completely helpless, think about it carefully, if the red-robed mages can usually open up a few more abyssal rifts and release a few more sub-lords to rush to the battle, will this white dragon still have a chance to escape?
However, there is no if in the world, and now most of the scattered Morningstar-level abyssal rifts on the border of Karamus have been closed by Punk and Anthony, and the ordinary abyssal rifts are also left because of the almost sleepless fighting of Ibefil and the laziness of the relevant responsible persons of the Santalin Society, so when the "Valkyrie" who swore to fight evil to the end has the leisure to point the finger at the "rescue teammates" who have never "rescued her teammates" When accustomed to being a legendary member of the red-robed mage, some of the old fritters who didn't work hard had to pay the price for their perfunctory actions.
Speaking of retribution, isn't this coming - the hapless Princess Sélaryn is singing in the cold wind in the sky, chewing on elemental crystals and looking at the scenery...... Suddenly he was cut down!
"It's nothing to be defeated, it's the most interesting thing to be captured alive, it seems that Iberfil wants to take advantage of poor Lady Coldtooth?, but with such a painful experience, I think old Eman's disobedient subordinates should not dare to continue to perfunctory or even ignore themselves."
Reaching out and touching his smooth chin, the still expressionless punk quickly analyzed the most likely root cause why Ibefell did not "kill evil" on the spot.
Of course, compared to the details of the naïve thoughts of the "Valkyries", "Whispers of Destruction" is more concerned about the specific reactions of the ordinary legendary old fritters of the Santarin Society.
After all, even after Punk was attacked by that madman from Walkerway, he didn't dare to continue to let the abyssal rifts of the Morning Star level bloom everywhere around his residence, so when a white dragon was cut into a "dragon stick" and put out for exhibition as a trophy, would the crazy evil mages also have a chance to feel the tangled troubles of "rabbit death and fox sorrow"?