In fact, the countess's patience was far weaker than Edward's in the Edward's phenomenon, perhaps because the dragon, or the countess associated with the dragon, did not feel that Edward and his party were a threat to her, and after the welcome dinner that night, she took action. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the banquet, the "arrogant and arrogant" Edward and his "retinue" Milhouse had a big fight and drove the dwarf mage out of the banquet in public.

When a drunken Milhouse walked to an unguarded secluded place in Stormwind, the Countess appeared behind him.

The place is located in the northern part of Stormwind, and tall buildings surround the ground on all sides, so you can barely see the outside. Even if there is a giant standing here, it is no different.

A huge fireball roared towards Milhouse, and the precautionary dwarf mage rolled on a lazy donkey to dodge, only to be blackened by the fireball's explosion.

Before the gnome mage could recover his breath, a sharp pain appeared in his chest, and the powerful impact of the flames slammed the gnome mage against the wall before falling.

"What are you doing, woman!" said Millhouse, who was more diligent than the countess had imagined, and was still alive and kicking after being struck by her flames.

"Remember what you said when you entered the city, lowly dwarf!" said the countess, holding her staff in her hand, with a frosty face, "no one can insult the mighty Onexia!

As soon as the countess's words fell, four Stormwind guards rushed out at the same time, and they approached Milhouse with swords and shields, and slashed at the dwarf mage in unison. At the same time, the countess herself began to chant a spell, and a huge fireball was rapidly forming.

"Humble? I don't care who you are, no one dares to say that the mighty Milhouse is a 'lowly' gnome!" Milhouse showed his talent for magic at this critical juncture, and he was even free to lash out at his enemies after flashing.

"Wait for death, idiot!" Facing the four Stormwind guards who rushed after him, Milhouse's whole body began to surge with arcane energy, and a purple arcane explosion spread in the blink of an eye, catapulting the four guards to the wall in an instant.

At this moment, the countess's large fireball also arrived as expected, and Milhouse, with the advantage of agility and short body that a mage should not have, rolled another lazy donkey to dodge the countess's large fireball.

"The facts tell us that the best dodge is to roll on a lazy donkey!" Milhouse began to fight back with cold ice arrows as soon as he stood up, and did not forget to attack the other party with words in his mouth, "Although this is detrimental to the image, compared to survival, the image is something that can be discarded at any time." ”

Milhouse was apparently faster than the countess, and while the countess's fireball was still forming, his not-so-powerful ice arrow hit the other party.

The frost on the countess's face was not only caused by Milhouse's ice arrows, but also her face - she had been tricked by a dwarf mage, and the other party's ice arrows were not powerful at all, but she resisted them at the cost of suspending the spell.

The Countess wanted to cast another spell and cast a large fireball against the flea-like dwarf mage, but she had little chance.

Milhouse's incantation was fast, and ice arrows were fired at her one after another. When she tried to resist, the power of the ice arrow always caused her to take damage and interrupt her spell casting, and when she stopped chanting the spell to resist, she realized that it was a scum spell!

"And the facts tell us that sometimes strong mana doesn't necessarily prevail!" said Milhouse, in the countess's frantic tone, "it's all about frequency and skill!

After a few strokes of the Ice Arrow, the countess's ornate robe was covered with ice edges, and she finally roared, and a dragon head formed by flames spewed towards Milhouse.

But even before she roared, Milhouse had already dodged into the distance, and the Flame Dragon's Breath spewed into the air.

Watching the dwarf mage in the distance laugh at her with a foolish gaze, the countess finally couldn't help it.

Her frame began to grow, dark scales began to show on her smooth skin, and massive wings and a dragon's head almost covered the top of Milhouse's head.

"Now, you can go on with those mocking me, little gnome. With a fiery snort, she looked down at the dwarf with her cruel vertical pupils.

"You...... You...... You're really a dragon!" Millhouse snorted, shrinking his diminutive body into the shadows in the corner, "You're a red dragon!"

"I'm not a red dragon!I'm a black dragon!" the black dragon said proudly, "I'm the daughter of Nesario, the dragon king of the Black Dragon Legion, Deathwing, and the black dragon princess Onexia!"

"Yes, you really are the Black Dragon Princess! It's an honor to meet you. Milhouse said slowly, as if out of fear.

"Are you stalling for time?" said the Black Dragon Princess with a laugh, "It's useless, no one can save you! I have already eliminated all the nearby guards before I was ready to kill you! Now, lowly dwarf, suffer death!"

The Black Dragon Princess took a deep breath, and was about to turn the hateful dwarf into ashes when the dwarf mage suddenly appeared behind her with another flashing spell, and then fled quickly.

"Damn fleas, how can you gather mana so fast!" Onexia flew low, opening her mouth to a huge flame that squirmed Milhouse screaming - his ass on fire.

A group of Stormwind soldiers appeared in the distance, and Onexia took another deep breath, intending to kill the dwarf along with the pair of Stormwind soldiers.

A barrier of holy light held out her intense dragon flame breath, and when the blazing smoke cleared, Onexia was taken aback.

Standing behind that barrier of light were heavily armed Edward, Berval, and Sahira, and, of course, the tiny gnome.

"I'm just going to get you here, idiot! Now you're finally showing your true colors!" Milhouse didn't know when he summoned a water elemental, and smirked as he squirted water on his ass, "Once again, when we fight, don't talk nonsense. ”

"And, from now on, please call me the Dragon Angler!"

(To be continued.) )