In the face of the terrifying speed of the other party, which was completely beyond his own nervous reactions, the Winter Wyvern didn't even catch the shadow of the Night Stalker.

It wasn't until the other party opened his mouth to speak that he noticed that the other party had quietly appeared behind him at some point.

The power in the body was instantly pushed to the extreme, and the extremely cold power that was enough to freeze the air began to evaporate on the surface of the cold winter wyvern's body.

But at the moment when the Winter Wyvern wanted to launch a severe cold burning resistance, on top of the dragon's head, it was held down by a sharp black ghost claw, unable to move.

Under the suppression of this ghost claw, the extremely cold power surging in the body of the Winter Wyvern actually calmed down, no matter if he called it, the power in his body was obviously full of water, and it was not under his control at all.

Crippled Fear grants the Night Stalker the terrifying ability to freeze all living beings and render them unable to perform any skills.

After the power was completely imprisoned, fear finally swept through the entire brain of the Winter Wyvern.

Looking at the pair of bloodthirsty eyes in front of him, feeling the darkness around him that could almost engulf his consciousness, the innate arrogance of the dragon clan was instantly frozen and shattered, and a sense of submission that was simply irresistible slowly made the Winter Wyvern lower his head and kneel on the ground.

Looking at the Winter Wyvern crawling in front of him, the Night Stalker smiled darkly, and the terrifying scar in the middle of his cheek began to slowly squirm.

Immediately afterward, his entire cheek split apart as the scar grew larger, revealing rows of sharp, dense bloodthirsty teeth.

A viscous, unknown blood-colored liquid, volatile with an unpleasant odor, constantly overflowing from the bloody mouth.

Then, the terrifying bloody mouth that completely replaced the entire cheek and opened like a man-eating flower bit the neck of the Winter Wyvern fiercely.

"Roar!"

The great pain turned into a miserable dragon groan, which erupted from the mouth of the Winter Wyvern, and the voice was full of disdainful fear.

He began to struggle, the huge dragon body writhing on the ground, but no matter what, he still couldn't get out of the other man's grasp.

It wasn't until the Night Stalker had tasted enough of pure dragon blood that he couldn't get enough of his head up.

The bloody mouth covered with barbed teeth squirmed for a while in the **, bringing up a piece of blood.

When the torn bloody mouth closed again, the already innocent face was embellished with stinking blood plasma more and more hideous.

The Night Stalker closed his eyes, deeply feeling the soothing feeling of the energy flowing through his body in the dragon's blood.

With the Night Clan's unique control over blood, the experience of the Winter Wyvern's life was like a fast-forward DVD player in his mind.

In this long memory, he felt the helplessness of the Winter Wyvern, when he was framed by the three elders, and also felt the loneliness of being imprisoned in the dark cracks of the glacier.

Of course, the Eye of Skadi, which contained great power but was stolen by the Sky Dragon, did not escape the Night Stalker's eyes.

The Winter Wyvern, crawling on the ground, was still trembling in the fear it had had seen before.

At the wound on the neck that was bitten, there were rows of incomparably clear black tooth marks, and drops of muddy black blood continued to seep out from the wound.

A cloud of black qi is also extremely obvious that it is using this wound as an entry point, constantly invading the body of the Winter Wyvern.

After a long time, after absorbing all the power in the blood of the Winter Wyvern, the Night Stalker opened his eyes and touched the dragon's head hanging low at his waist.

A strange black energy flashed from the cold winter dragon's originally clear eyes.

Feeling the Night Stalker's palm rubbing again, he was extremely cooperative, like a pet constantly rotating between the palms of his master's hands, and the dragon spirit was gone.

The Night Stalker stared at the dark sky in the distance and said lightly, "Since you have chosen to surrender, then I, the Night Stalker, will take you to regain everything you have lost today." ”

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Since the battle of the dragons, almost all the dragons on the planet have migrated to the left half of the planet where the Sky Dragon is located.

Although the Sky Dragon won the final victory, won the approval of the entire dragon clan, and became the only king since the Frost Dragon to be supported by the entire dragon clan.

But the battle with the Winter Wyvern was too tragic, and the number of existing dragons was less than one-tenth of what the dragons were in their heyday.

And the Sky Dragon, after using the power of the Eye of Skadi, was countered by the energy, and after burrowing into the depths of the glacier, it fell into an endless sleep.

The newly unified dragon clan, no longer under the leadership of the Sky Dragon, seems to be still strong, but in fact, it is still fighting internally.

The dragon clan was in groups of three or five, each of them went their own way, and soon, the inherent dragon territory was constantly encroached upon and deprived by foreign forces.

The decline of the dragon clan began to make this behemoth, which was once in charge of the resources of the entire planet, begin to slowly withdraw from the stage of history.

In the end, the entire dragon clan was actually forced into their final place of origin, the Ulroy Mountains, by various powerful biological forces from outside.

The Ulroy Mountains are the origin of the Frost Dragon, the founder of the Dragon Clan, and the starting point of the rise and glory of the entire Dragon Clan.

Most of the corpses of the deceased in the dragon clan are buried here, and the remains of the frost dragon are also sealed in the deepest part of the Ulroy Mountains.

A huge strange bird with a demonic face stared at the Ulroy Mountains, and the dragon's shadow fluttered in the sky.

Harpy Storm Wizards are one of the few highly intelligent creatures on the planet that can match the dragons, and they can manipulate the power of electric charges in the air to carry out group attacks on enemies.

It was also with this skill that the Harpy clan successfully expelled the dragon in the previous territorial battle.

Of course, this is a feat that has been accomplished at a very high cost.

However, this did not affect the fearlessness and self-confidence that this battle brought to this race.

Just like the current Harpy Banshee Storm Wizard, when he looked at the dragons, although his eyes still revealed the awe he showed to the dragons due to racial differences, this awe was obviously a little less fearful, but a little more contempt for the dragons.

Just as it was quietly hovering in the air, guarding the dragons in the distance, it was suddenly attracted by a strange sound not far behind it.

When he looked back, he saw a huge black shadow galloping towards his domain.

"Shhhhh ”

Harpy Storm Wizard emitted a series of high-pitched, eerie sounds that resounded through the sky.

As this sound spread, the other Harpy Storm Wizards who inhabited the glacier below were attracted by this sound and flew out of the cave one after another.

In just an instant, the huge wind screen intertwined by hundreds of harpy banshees gathered towards the black shadow in the sky.

When the harpy group approached, they saw that this huge black shadow was actually a frost-based ice dragon, and above the back of the ice dragon, there was a strange black shadow.

After confirming the identity of the other party, the harpy group did not say a word, and collectively hissed and launched an attack on the other party.

A touch of fishiness flashed in the eyes of the cold winter flying dragon, and now his whole body was covered with a faint layer of black gas.

His severed wings had been repaired, but the newborn wings looked more like a giant bat wing, which was pitch black and unusually incongruous with his original dragon wings.

It seems that after being bitten by the Night Stalker earlier, the Winter Wyvern's body is slowly being assimilated by the opponent's power, becoming more bloodthirsty and belligerent.

"Roar!"

The Winter Wyvern roared, and was about to step forward to fight back, but suddenly heard the Night Stalker on his back calmly stop: "Don't worry, my strength still needs a lot of blood to nourish, and they are the best tribute." ”

Hearing the Night Stalker's words, the Winter Wyvern could only put away his killing intent and wait for the Night Stalker's attack.

The herds of harpy banshees soon laid a huge net of encirclement and suppression in the air, and the black pressure was scattered towards the dragon and the person.

As the harpy banshees in the sky rushed closer and closer, arcs of blue and purple flashing electricity alternately roared out from their mouths, and the magnificence was comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which shook the sky with rage.

It's just that this huge thunder net with amazing momentum does not pose a substantial threat to the Night Stalker and the Winter Wyvern who are surrounded in the center.

The electricity kept jumping between the two, and their skin was even stimulated by the power of lightning, and puffs of white smoke rose from them.

However, the sneer on the Night Stalker's face continued to expand in the light of light.

Finally, just as the Harpys were about to storm them from all directions, the Night Stalker finally struck.

I saw that his upright body did not move at all, and his slightly raised arm was just a symbolic clench of his fist, and a ripple of energy exuding a thick and dark aura suddenly burst out from the palm of his hand.

The dozen or so harpies who rushed to the front were just affected by this ripple of energy, and they hissed and struggled in the air.

In the midst of the screams, I saw a dark night bat of different sizes, covered with blood and minced flesh, scrambling out of the mouth of the harpy.

Inexplicably, more and more Night Ghost Bats came out of their bodies, and in the end, their bodies were instantly torn to pieces by an astonishing number of Night Shadow Bats.

Ripples of energy spread out at a speed comparable to that of light, and all units affected by this ripple of energy would have a tragic picture in them.

In the blink of an eye, the herd of harpy bodies in the sky was killed by the Night Stalker in one move, and turned into a dark night bat.

When these astonishing numbers of Night Stalkers all burrowed into the Night Stalker's body, an even more sinister bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body.

His previous skill was the Night Stalker's greatest manifestation of his power, allowing him to create a torn void in any living form.

Once the Void is formed, the Night Bat that emerges from it will attack and devour the cast unit, dealing massive damage and greatly weakening the opponent's combat power.

Looking at the companions who were swept away in front of them, dozens of sporadic harpy banshees hovering around the periphery whimpered and screamed a few times, and then quickly escaped into the surrounding darkness.

It took a long time for the Night Stalker to refine the power newly incorporated into his body, and then looked indifferently ahead, and said to the Winter Wyvern below: "See, there is the source of all your resentment, as long as you destroy them and regain the Eye of Skadi, you can regain everything you lost." ”

At the instigation of the Night Stalker, the killing intent in the eyes of the Winter Wyvern became stronger and stronger.

Nodding in satisfaction, the Night Stalker suddenly smiled coldly, "Go ahead, next is our killing time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Winter Wyvern roared angrily and rushed out first, leaving a black trail visible in the air between its wings dancing wildly.

The Night Stalker also spread his wings, looking at the Winter Wyvern in front of him, who had almost completely assimilated himself, and there was a hint of cunning in the depths of his eyes.

It wasn't until the Winter Wyvern had flown far away that he swung his wings and followed with a transcendent speed far beyond the former.