It was a pair of eyes that Bai Lingche had already seen a few times, and compared to the fright that Avino was frightening, Bai Lingche could be said to be calm. At the same time as he saw the dragon, he also drew his long knife and prepared to fly forward to fight it.

"Kailot!" Lovett reprimanded harshly, as if a parent were teaching an ignorant child: "Don't do it!"

"But—"

"If you let the horses go here, it's hard to escape from danger. The town is in front of us, and our goal is to rescue all the inhabitants of Iloste!

"I can fly away with a broomstick!"

Veretti buried her head in a low voice and cried out, "Don't be hard-mouthed! you're just sitting on a broom and barely getting out of the air now, what's the use?"

Bai Lingche gritted his teeth, and finally put the long knife back. The people who were eyeing this black dragon didn't know Bai Lingche, many of them tried to get close to it with their flying boots, and some even made several eye-catching bloodshed signs on its body. A few people in the army let go of harsh words, apparently not taking this battle seriously.

"Sure enough, it's still a big kill!"

"That's all for the dragon's level!Can't expect too much from this creature~"

"In other words, why are you so serious? Why don't you just kill a few?"

"Hey, you guys!" Bai Lingche couldn't listen anymore, and just wanted to lift up but was pressed back by Avino-

"Albert, you learn to bear with it, just treat them as if they were the wind in your ears. ”

"Hmm......"

At this time, Betsy interjected next to her: "This is indeed a big weakness of Kylot! When you encounter something you don't like to see, you have to rush forward and find someone to debate." ”

"Hey, that's too much!" Bai Lingche leaned to the right, dodging one of the dragon's attacks. "Also, why does this guy keep bothering me!"

Indeed, the dragon's gaze had been locked on Bai Lingche, as if there was something in him that was worth digging for. Even if his body had been slashed by other people in the army, he still followed him closely, and a cold sweat broke out on Bai Lingche's head, could it be that there was really something on his body that was attracting it? There was a flash of fire, and I don't know who shot a fire bullet here with a gun. It didn't hurt the black dragon, but it set Zemel's ponytail on fire. No matter how good the war horse is, it will be anxious when it encounters this situation, and Zemel began to collide everywhere without stopping!

"Hmm!" Before Bai Lingche could leave, Zemel began to run wildly. The breeze blowing through the running blew the flames on the tail that were originally only a little spark into clusters of rising flames, and the sparks even splashed on the nearby lawn, and a grassland fire spread as a result! Bai Lingche patted Zemel's neck soothingly to calm him down, but it was completely useless. He himself knew that even if the war horse and the people were okay this time, Zemel might not be able to become a war horse. The horse may have the shadow of its tail catching fire when it encounters fire later, and this is bound to happen on the battlefield. The troops did not allow the slightest mistake on the horses, and Zemel was probably going to retire after this disaster.

"Albert!" Viretty exclaimed.

Betsy also looked at him nervously: "Get off the horse!

But it was too late, Bai Lingche sat on this black horse that was crazy because of the fire and was thrown out before he could advance twenty meters. The black dragon on the side happened to have a flick of his head at this time and swallowed him in one gulp. Bai Lingche struggled, and his left eye, which had originally returned to normal, began to ache hotly again at this time, but he didn't want to care about this now, he was now dangerously hanging between the dragon's mouth and throat, and he might fall down at any time!

The black dragon's mouth was covered with disgusting green mucus, and Bai Lingche also smelled a smell similar to rotten meat, which made him faint. For a moment, he was still thinking about the galloping Zemel outside, maybe it would be fine. Perhaps, he thought, Zemel would turn into a wild horse running on the prairie and eating straw in the wilderness to survive. Maybe it will come across a farmer or a resident who needs it to help them escape. So that at least it can do something meaningful at the end......

Just as he was thinking about these things, the dragon's huge teeth squirmed, and then they went up and down, and Bai Lingche only felt a piercing pain coming from his calf. With the tumbling of the black dragon's tongue, his broken right leg appeared next to his head! It's over! Bai Lingche covered the wound, where the blood was already flowing, and some bone fragments were still scattered into the flesh. He lost a leg in his first battle, how can he be Covey in the future? Besides, even if Ethan helps him get a prosthetic leg after he goes back, will he still accept this fact? Will he not accept this fact and be hit and end his life in this world? Will he be able to return to the original world after death?

In an instant, a lot of questions welled up in his mind, and he also saw memories of his previous time in that world: the scene when he read a novel with his cousin, the joy when he received his computer for the first time, the excitement when he first sent out an article and received a good review...... All of this contributed to the current self, as well as Averno and Edith, what if they were gone? Will the world fall apart because of the death of the founder? Probably not? Everyone will live their own life, and Avino and they will soon forget about him, without him, the world is not ......

Wouldn't it be better?

A tear welled up from his eyes, Bai Lingche woke up, why did he want to slay the dragon, why did he want to join the army. He wants to change this wrong world himself, and there must be some purpose for him to pass through, and the world he has compiled is cruel and dirty, so everything must be changed by himself.

Bai Lingche's left eye heated up, and he felt that his left eyeball was burning. A rush of blood rushed to his brain. Because of the pain, he covered his left eye: "I, Bai Lingche, won't die in this kind of place! I want to change this world and kill more dragons! No matter who it is, no matter who it is! Come and take me away from here!"

The sound of wings fluttering came through the skin of the black dragon's face, and there were faint calls of a flying dragon, and the sound of flesh tearing came loudly from outside. Bai Lingche tightly hooked the two bones next to the dragon's mouth with his hand and fell down by himself, although he knew that this would not last long, and it was very likely that he would fall before he could wait for support.

Was he really forgotten by them? Bai Lingche lost his eyes, and he felt a fainting feeling due to the smell of blood. Ah, yes, they must all be fighting dragons, for the people of Iros. There were too many sacrifices on the battlefield, and Bai Lingche could only be regarded as an inconspicuous one among these fallen bodies. Even if you are a writer or a founder, even if you come to this world, you don't have any skills.

A ray of light shone down as the muscles of the black dragon's face around him were torn, and Bai Lingche watched as dozens of small flying dragons cautiously walked down, grabbing his cloak and the corners of his clothes and pulling them out. His eyes went black, and he eventually fainted