An elven tribe with a number of three hundred to five hundred, with multiple tree people guards, and with the human harpist alliance, against a dragon, a few rookie dependents who barely advanced to the level......

In other words, I am going to start running away again.

Thinking with the tail of the black dragon, Lin Ze can be sure that in the end, he must end the shit plot of the honor of becoming a certain dragon slayer warrior.

After comparing the difference in strength between the two sides, Lin Ze felt that he needed to study the specific operation process of a guerrilla war, and how to establish a low-key operation example of a base area. Lin Ze's escape plan was prepared last winter, and he had already prepared for today's run after he learned that he had a mortal feud with an elven tribe last year. So this time the run was hasty but not panicked, Henzman and Archer would go to the Roca County Council and other dependents, Moore continued to inquire about Ironhoof, and Linze had already left the Pantanal with a few seeds of mutant duckweed.

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The elven tribe's men successfully met on a sunny day and several people in Ironhoof Town, the elven tribe that was robbed of winter supplies by the black dragon sent a team led by high-ranking druids, three of the six-person team were foresters and the other two were an elven priest and an elven wanderer, respectively, compared to the team in Ironhoof Town was much larger, the old mage Hiram who avenged his apprentice, the priest of the Lord of the Dawn Dale, the elven ranger Huult from the distant mountains, Vincent, the knight of the royal capital, and a team of twenty-five miscellaneous soldiers recruited by Vincent in Ironhoof。

The team led by the two priests wanted to be a good combat force in this mountain forest - two high-level priests, two middle-level priests, and the nameless middle-level combat rank combined with twenty-five miscellaneous soldiers, and with orderly cooperation, they could completely cross the entire mountain range. Although those miscellaneous soldiers who were born and raised in Ironhoof Town were completely twenty-five levels, they were not good men and women with the blessing of two priests and two priests.

Hiram opened a portal to Pantanal's dragon's lair with a single shot of "turning mud into stone".

Vincent led the miscellaneous soldiers to stand in front of the stone gate, at noon, the bright and warm daylight illuminated the dragon's nest very transparently, the simple stone bed, the stone fireplace, the frozen underwater passage - this place was surprisingly clean and tidy, not only did it not have the dirty and rotten food in the ordinary black dragon's lair, but everyone could even smell a faint fragrance.

The two priests were the last to enter the dragon's lair, and the elf druid shook the wooden staff in his hand, and the red crystal fixed to the head of the vine stirred the magic, and a short vine branch quickly grew on the gray-black rocky ground. The finger-thick vines rolled up a few black scales, and the druid couldn't help frowning: "He's already left here, and the black dragon is gone." ”

The scales quickly turned into a pinch of black ash in the vine, and then a black shoulder whizzed away.

"He's not coming back, come with me!"

The druid nodded slightly at Hiram and turned into a giant falcon that flew south from the Pantanal on its shoulder, followed by the old mage Hiram who rose into the air and followed closely behind. "Let the militia gate go back, they can't keep up with us. Huert glanced at the miscellaneous soldiers who were staring blankly at the southern sky, and motioned for everyone to make a quick decision and not to waste time.

Lin Ze was eating frantically with half a brown bear with a terrifying physique, and the non-stop high-speed flight all day made him hungry like never before, and the black dragon who only matched his appetite forcibly dragged out the two bears alive by relying on his physical advantage, and a total of nearly a ton of meat was filled into the belly by this guy - I don't know how he did it, and the slender black dragon body didn't even see much support.

Lin Ze didn't know how far to fly out, maybe it was because of the terrain, the temperature here was obviously warmer than the Pantanal in the north, and the wide river in the jungle had melted into a gurgling stream of living water in the middle of the river, and when the group caught up, Lin Ze was lazily lying on an open ground basking in the sun.

The battle-hardened Hiram immediately stacked [Protective Dragons] and [Evil Protection] for everyone, and then cooperated with the druids to apply a series of famous buffs such as [Bear Power] and [Cat Grace] to everyone.

Several rangers began to rush towards Lin Ze under the cover of the subordinates, the passive hazy spell could make them as hidden in the environment as possible, and the vine net in their hands had also been blessed with more than one suppressive magic before setting off, which was a prop specially used in the tribe to capture large creatures, and it was just right to use it to deal with the black dragon at this moment.

According to the original plan of the two priests, they first tried to suppress the black dragon's flying ability to try to capture it, but when the two of them wanted to cast the spell, they felt a distorted interference against hostility from the emerald halo under the black dragon's feet, and considering the consequences of the failed spell casting, the two had to bear this thought.

However, since the spell ability cannot suppress the flying ability of the black dragon, if a few rangers can close the distance and throw the net, the two of them have a lot of confidence that they can drag the black dragon, and when the time comes, the two high-level mages cast a spell to take down a black dragon hatchling.

As high-level lawyers, the two of them naturally had studied the chaotic and evil creature of the black dragon.

This kind of weak chicken dragon in the five-colored dragon has always been cautious and cunning, and naturally it will not only know that it is brainless and just positive like the red dragon. As a black dragon, it is only natural for you to choose to run away and hibernate when you can't match your enemies - and it turns out that this black dragon is very capable of running.

In order to prevent things from changing, the druid began to chant in a low voice. This is the jungle, the druid's behavior of communicating with the will of nature is very smooth, almost in an instant he received a response from the will of nature, the magic surged, the trees around the clearing began to grow wildly, the rattling twisted vines could not get close to the black dragon's body, but the black dragon's rot aura could not prevent those tall trees from growing into a few tall tree people with withered yellow skin.

The black dragon was instantly awakened by the creaking sound of the plant's crazy growth, and found that the four withered yellow tree people around him were gradually taking shape, Lin Ze didn't have time to assess the strength of the other party, so he immediately shook the dragon wings and flew up. At the same time, Hiram and the druid also found themselves casting spells chaotically, because for this black dragon, it seems that Lin Ze has some kind of power in his body that will distort his own magic ability, but if he changes the surrounding environment to exert influence on the black dragon, it will have no effect. Recognizing the problem, Hiram started with a range-based [manipulating the wind direction].

The airflow flowing along the river valley instantly turned into a chaotic turbulent turbulence, and Lin Ze's flight trajectory was obviously sluggish and rigid.

Hiram stood behind him, his staff pointing at the black dragon in the sky again.

[Whirlwind], [Chain Lightning]

The fast-moving whirlwind limited the black dragon's ability to move, and Lin Ze, who couldn't dodge, was almost forcibly sent to the ground by several serial lightning bolts.

"Damn mage!" Lin Ze was sure that the mage who injured himself must be a high-level mage who was proficient in rapid spellcasting, and from the time he was limited by a tornado for only a few seconds, there was no loophole in the time of the subsequent chain of lightning connections. According to the idea of putting down his blood, Lin Ze swept away the elven ranger holding the vine network with a dragon wing slap and flew into the sky again.

As a type of cyclone, although Hylam's whirlwind technique to manipulate the air flow does not achieve the power of changing the weather on a large scale, the essence of the tornado is the same, using the low-pressure and high-temperature areas artificially created by magic to continuously gather the surrounding air currents and pour into it, and a large number of influx air currents quickly flow to the air under the influence of the air pressure difference and thus produce a high-speed rotating tornado system. Lin Ze used to be a pseudo-house who had received a full set of education in the 21st century, and he still knew some knowledge of geography in high school. At that moment, the black dragon's stout four-legged slammed into four shallow pits on the ground to provide the initial take-off thrust, and the dragon wings flapped, and Lin Ze forcibly cut into the tornado, and quickly climbed into the air along the updraft inside the tornado.

"These ghostly immortal eggs!" The fist-sized hailstone smashed on the back was not ordinarily sour, and the tingling sensation kept coming, and Lin Ze didn't last long before he was shot through his wings by a javelin mixed in the hail. After losing his flying advantage, Lin Ze saw that the elven ranger was menacing, so he simply plunged into the ice river and rushed downstream.

"Chase. The druid glanced at the shattering black arrows in his hands, and quickly followed.

The southern part of the Larch Forest is close to the sea, and the summer precipitation is heavy and the water system is developed, and the group follows the tracking magic across the two mountain ranges before completely losing the trace of the forest.

"I can't find it, the prophecy is chaotic, and the will of the Lord is very vague. The two priests shook their heads one after another, there seemed to be something on this black dragon that interfered with tracking, and the ten prophecies made to him were either vague or absurd and funny, and they couldn't be interpreted at all.

The druid's face was also not good-looking, and on the way to pursue, the cunning black dragon even went around in a circle to stir up a lot of hibernating berserk creatures, and the elite elven ranger team even encountered a wave of mutant spiders that suddenly burrowed from the ground. This time, the druids came out with the best of the tribal guards, and the loss of any of them would be a huge loss to the tribe.

"Find it separately. Hiram continued to fly south with the crystal ball in hand. In the process of pursuing the path of the mage, countless genius mages will die, but Stephen died at the hands of a despicable black dragon is indeed the most unacceptable for Hiram to accept.

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Lin Ze, who managed to escape, almost dragged his body out of the icy underwater ice.

Winter, cold water, and long-distance raids with no consequences, even if Lin Ze has been exercising unremittingly, when he finds a temporary nest, there is no muscle in his whole body that does not hurt.

Lying on the ground and stretching his body fiercely, Lin Ze felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, especially the muscular human ligaments in the four legs, dragon wings, and dragon tail were even more sore.

The location where Lin Ze is now is completely out of the range of the Leaf Larch Forest, after getting rid of that group of elves, Lin Ze's flight trajectory to the south quietly deflected some distance to the west, missing a thousand miles, and the slightest deviation in the angle of the long-distance attack was completely different from Lin Ze and Hiram in the end.

(Successfully signed, big guys, tickets, collections of favorite readers, come to a wave (●—●))