"It has no arrows, and it has no strings. "The crossbow is only the size of a palm, and although it is finely made, the metal surface is full of mottled rust.

Frowning and looking at the empty arrow slot and the non-existent bowstring on the crossbow arm, Prince Youde's mind was quite confused, this is to ask him to shoot arrows with faith?

"With anger as the string and hatred as the arrow, the holy relic of His Majesty Malok, only with the infinite hatred of dragons in his heart, can inflict a fatal blow on this cancer of the world, no matter how far away, it only needs enough hatred and anger to hit the target. The orc said, "The reason I gave it to you is because you are much better suited than me to kill the Frostwings. ”

He smiled, "Come, tell Your Majesty Marlock about your anger and hatred for the dragons. ”

Anger?

Yude Gongzi breathed for a moment, looked down at the crossbow machine with red eyes, and then raised his head again, staring fiercely at the white dragon in the sky, and a bright red light appeared on the empty arrow trough and crossbow arm.

That's right, it's these dragons, terrifying, monsters that shouldn't exist in the human world, the culprits.

Kill him, kill him, kill him......

Gongzi Youde looked at the sluggish golden dragon in the center of the battlefield, and a disappointment made him even more irritable, and under the repeated mental impact, he even opened his brain, and began to complain and hate:

Yes, it must be this group of dragons who regard humans as ants, and they don't care about the trivial things of these humans at all, and even if they accept the commission, they won't do their best.

Thinking of the arrogance of this golden dragon, Youde's heart was filled with twisted resentment - he came here to meet him with the courtesy of a courtier to a monarch, and this old golden dragon actually just nodded and let him go out to wait for news?

I am the rightful heir of the principality!

Die for a covenant duel or something! You big reptiles with no one in your eyes! I am the man who wants to be the savior of the Northlands.

His shoulders trembled, and he slowly raised his bow and crossbow that glowed red, not noticing the strange smile of the cloak orc behind him, and his body disappeared like mist.

......

Bai He flapped his wings in the sky for a long time, looking at the dark black of the golden dragon's body, he knew that this was the appearance of the golden dragon's magic power being consumed so much that the innate magic resistance was partially out of order.

To create such a medium-sized nuclear explosion, the temperature and heat in the center are by no means idle, even if the golden dragon has a self-preservation technique, at this moment, it seems that it is also a means of seven wounds.

Bai He knew that this golden dragon must have been seriously injured.

The golden dragon snorted, his eyes flickering: "Frost Wings, I admit that my magic power is about to run out, but do you think your state will be able to hide from me? You have just swallowed the seed of legendary power from the Source Sea, and if I am not mistaken, your research on the arcane is still in the process of being able to take it out of the Source Sea." They're not as talented as you are in the spell-casting business, but didn't you pay any price for being so bold in using power that you don't fully control to fend off my yang?"

"What do you think, old man?" Shirakawa sneered, a biting chill spread around his body, and scattered snowflakes appeared again in the air where the moisture had been dried by the fire.

The scattered cold force continued to create liquefied gases and vacuums, and Bai He's body was also covered with a thick layer of frost.

Bai He didn't seem to be too affected, he hovered slowly in the air, and his voice seemed a little erratic: "Do you think you will fall down first when you are old and weak, or will I be strong first?" Or let's sharpen our claws for a while?"

Feraeux snorted, and flames burned again on his outstretched wings and claws.

"Stop, don't fight anymore!" Su Lina suddenly ran to the middle of the desert and shouted, "Enough blood has been shed! What kind of conflict must be resolved by violence?

"I won't compromise with a bully!" Ferraeux frowned, "Sulina, you shouldn't have the idea of compromising with the evils of the world. ”

"Little girl, go back and stay obediently. Bai Hedao: "Children don't intervene in matters between adults. ”

Su Lina's eyes were red, and she was dragged back into the crowd by the little silver dragon, Felayux breathed a sigh of relief and turned her eyes to Bai He again, only to see that Bai He was not looking at herself, but staring strangely at a small hill in the distance behind her.

"Frostwings! We're still dueling!" said Feraeux angrily.

"The duel is over, old fellow!" Bai He suddenly laughed at the red point of light under the hill: "Your allies don't know the rules!"

Surprised, Feraeux looked back and saw a sweaty Prince Yude on the side of the hill holding a red-glowing bow and crossbow.

Prince Youde was sweating profusely, but his eyes were completely blood-red, and the hatred in his heart was poured into the crossbow arrow in his hand, not noticing that as his hatred condensed, his vitality was also absorbed into the crossbow machine, and his jet-black hair quickly turned pale with withered yellow, and wrinkles appeared on his face.

What changed was that the crossbow machine grew larger, and gradually became the size of a heavy crossbow, which required Yude's hands to hold it.

The strings and bolts formed by the condensation of the crimson light still looked rough, and some shape could be roughly discerned.

His eyes were blood-red, and he looked at Bai He and the old golden dragon who suddenly turned their gaze over, and suddenly fell into shock.

He never dreamed that the two dragons' bodies were thousands of meters away from the ground, and they could still see his small existence from such a distance.

Yude bit his lip tightly, and his legs went a little weak for a moment.

"It's ...... Dragon's Enemy!" Ferraeux roared, "Human, how dare you make a deal with Marlock?"

He soared into the air, a dragon's face full of rage, not even in the face of Bai He's provocation.

Youde was shocked, his hands subconsciously relaxed, and the unformed crossbow arrow turned into a red light that burst out of the string, piercing straight into the golden dragon's wings.

The golden dragon let out a long scream, and fell to the ground with a roll in the air, the great pain made him convulse, and Su Lina let out a scream, broke free from Chrissy's arms and rushed into battle.

It's over!

Youde's mind went blank as the army surrounded him, and he took a shuddering step back.

"Despicable human!" the golden dragon struggled to his feet, half of his right wing was torn off, and the golden corrosive power spread along the wing to his body, and Feraeux breathed fire in his eyes, and roared at Prince Yud: "You dare to destroy the sacred traditional duel!"

Youde shuddered, looking at the condemnation from all kinds of eyes around him, and his heart was full of despair.

Although it was fired by mistake, after this arrow, his dream of being a grand duke was completely cold.

Some of the matchmakers in the Golden Dragon Army, the Wind Whisperer Alliance, were also stunned, they never expected that things would change so strangely, they looked at the Golden Dragon nervously, for fear that this Golden Dragon would be hit hard, then they would be unlucky.

The Golden Dragons will remember that the Northland heir who the Windtalker Alliance has brought them together is a despicable villain.

"Look, old man, this is the human you want to protect. Bai He flapped his wings and said in a mocking tone: "This is the reward they gave you, are you not satisfied?"

The golden dragon let out a low roar, the taste of the arrow was not pleasant, this arrow of grudge should have been aimed at Bai He - and fortunately, he only suffered some external injuries, and Ma Luo's divine power did not entangle him too much, and he was still able to survive.

But the intense pain and weakness made him realize that if he didn't find a place to recuperate for decades, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Lord Frostwings, I admit defeat on behalf of Brother Feraeux, and the metal dragon clan will meticulously honor the agreement before the duel!" Bello stood in front of the golden dragon: "Do you have anything else?"

Bai He looked at Ferraeux, who was pale but had no objection, then looked at Su Lina, who stopped in front of him like Belloro, and then looked at the army and servants behind him with sad but resolute expressions, and rose to the sky with a chuckle: "I hope you are the talker." ”

He flew up into the clouds, the Frost Dragon Knights lined up neatly, and the blue dragon and the green dragon stared restlessly at the injured golden dragon on the ground, their eyes showing a bloodthirsty light, but they didn't dare to move under the shock of the white river.

No, it's not!

Looking at the soaring Frost Wings, Youde's face moved suddenly, and even more crazy emotions poured into his mind.

No, I can't fail like this, just kill Frostwings...... Even if I can't be the lord of the Northlands, I will still be the hero of the Northlands, and as long as I am alive, I will still have the power to turn over!

He jerked up the dragon crossbow, and under the infusion of fiery and crazy emotions, his body turned into skin and bones between two breaths, the red crossbow bolt had just re-condensed, and the golden dragon on one side roared angrily, and slapped him to the ground.

Yud whimpered, and the rightful heir to the so-called Duchy of Walchi, who had been ambitious a few days ago, had turned into a puddle of meat sauce on the desert created in this glacier.

"Let's go. ”

Feraeux struggled to his feet, glared at Shirakawa, let out a long dragon groan, transformed into a somewhat embarrassed human form, and turned and walked into the portal opened by Bello.

The armies from the other world also left in the light with the departure of the golden dragon.

"Despicable humans. Unknowingly, with the help of Marlock's power. Aretha squinted at a lump of meat sauce on the ground, spit disdainfully.

"Marlock, I did feel threatened by that weapon just now. Bai He was curious: "Who is he?"

"An old elven god who was robbed of most of his priesthood by His Majesty Tiamat, and swore to kill all dragons that disrupt the order of the world. Unexpectedly, he used this doctrine to turn over and become a dangerous commodity that his mother is not willing to touch casually. As for the style of acting~ You have also seen it, it is not much cleaner than us. Aretha said, gesturing to the pile of pâté.

"Isn't this really strange?" Bai He looked at the meat sauce on the ground: "They want to slay the dragon, why don't they do it themselves? With the help of this waste wood, if he shoots at me with that arrow just now, maybe it can really cause me big trouble." ”

"That's not something I know, but Lord Frostwings, the followers of Marlock, Dragon Hunter, have their own set of plans and procedures, and perhaps what seems like a crude and reckless action now has more complex intentions. Eletha's expression became serious: "Your Excellency Frostwings, I must remind you that this church hunts down all dragons that have great influence in the world. ”

"So you're eyeing me?" Bai He laughed: "They really have a vision, and when I go back, I'll give them a big gift bag to let them know the truth of protecting rare animals." ”

He stared at the green dragon and the blue dragon: "Benlong is going back to the nest, do you want to be a guest?"

"Of course, of course, Lord Frostwings, let me go to your lair and lay several litters of eggs with you!" Beindrola chick nodded as if pecking rice, "This green one doesn't have to be. ”

"If you want to be beautiful, you don't have eggs!" Bai He rolled his eyes: "Although there are no decent loot, but since you have contributed to this battle, I also have a big gift, and I will let the dead fat man make a list for you in a while, you can have a good consultation with Ellie, and I will be with you first." ”

As soon as his voice fell, he used the teleportation technique to disappear, and Beinzhuro paused for a moment, and became angry: "Why did you leave so quickly!"

"It's not that I'm scared by some nymphomaniac, and I'm more than a little dwarf who is more than defeated. Alyssa sneered.

"What did you say?!" Beinzora furious.

Eletha didn't answer, she snorted and stared at the area where the white river had disappeared, her eyes flickering slightly.

Beneath the glacier in the distance, the orcs held the soul gem in their hands, looked at the souls in their frenzy, felt the power within, and let out a hoarse laugh.

He had an open wooden box in his hand, in which was placed a huge crossbow, and next to the crossbow was a new red crossbow arrow, the shaft of which was inlaid with precious stones, and the orcs poured the soul in their hands into the gems.

The vicious aura wrapped around the crossbow arrows, but it gradually calmed down under the caress of the orcs.

"It's not enough, wait for this dragon to create even greater hatred and anger in the Northlands, and more new companions will join you in your revenge. ”