"Oh, good fellow, this is the rhythm of wearing red pants and transforming into a Super Saiyan? It's emotional, it's emotional..."Roger couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Dumbledore, and the old man didn't have the strength to say anything to this thing.

And the grass snake in the sky has not been able to extinguish the fire burning on its body under the hindrance of Dumbledore's life, and now it is like an oversized glowing kite swinging back and forth in midair.

Reach out and grab Lao Deng's foot and neck that has risen in front of him, in case the old man will really float away with the demon, and... Roger's feet are off the ground... He probably didn't weigh as much as Dumbledore.

Wanting to pull Dumbledore off with all his might, but he was afraid that the old Comrade Deng, who was acting as a rope, would not be able to bear it, the boy held Pandora's box in his mouth, suppressed the fire with one hand, and thought about what else could be done to solve this thing...

At this moment, an illusory and ethereal sound faintly came from a distance, this voice was ethereal and mysterious, and it made people feel refreshed when they heard it.

"Oops, your bird has finally arrived... I thought it would come and sing you a song after you died..."Roger squinted his eyes and looked as far away as he could, trying to find the gorgeous figure that belonged to the phoenix.

"Why do you think I'm trying so hard to delay Achethena's departure, because backup is coming—" The phoenix's chirping seemed to have a really uplifting effect, and Dumbledore was distracted and spoke.

"But I don't feel that what you've done has done anything to hinder the snake," Roger revealed the truth mercilessly.

Dumbledore stopped talking again, probably because the phoenix didn't scream...

A bright red light swept lightly through the mist, like a whirlwind of red and gold, rushing straight towards the grass flower snake above their heads.

Achedena's screams rang out, and although the huge snake body could no longer be seen, the strong fluctuations transmitted from the chain and Lao Deng's body could be felt that the grass flower snake must be struggling violently.

But suddenly, Roger felt a light arm grabbing Dumbledore's neck, and then his feet touched the solid ground, and the headmaster fell off without accident, and the boy moved sideways to the side to make way for it, and then helped Old Deng with one hand, so as not to break his old bones.

"Why is this down? I thought you wanted to travel the world in a Grass Flower Snake hydrogen balloon. Roger teased inappropriately.

Dumbledore, however, collapsed to the ground, his face paler and lifeless than ever in the light of the fire.

"Don't let that demon escape," Dumbledore said weakly, his lips trembling, "it must not be allowed to escape..."

Looking at the old man's extremely embarrassed appearance, Roger smacked his mouth: "I'll do my best..."

The body was burning and getting Achedena seemed to be covered with countless debuffs, as if even a big bird couldn't do it, and she was suppressed and lowered her body, and walked around it in mid-air as if she was drunk first.

The phoenix card circled around its head, and the undisturbed grass flower snake angrily pounced on the phoenix, revealing two rows of saber-like sharp teeth in its mouth.

The phoenix swooped down, nimbly flashed through the huge snake's mouth, turned over to the battered jaw, and pounced on the wound with its long golden beak and claws at the same time, and suddenly the huge hole was torn horizontally and opened a large opening.

The grass flower snake screamed again, the apricot yellow juice splashed down, and the two most seriously injured petals at the lower jaw of the snake's head were almost broken, and they hung down on the neck, and you could directly see the half-body woman in the snake's mouth.

Being hurt by three inferior creatures over and over again, this shame and the pain from the wounds and flames seemed to make the grass flower snake go crazy, screaming out a chaotic and vicious word that no one could understand, and twisting its thick tail and body from the side towards Phoenix Fawkes.

The big bird easily dodged with both hands, and even took the opportunity to scratch a few claws on the green snake's back.

But I never thought that the body of the grass flower snake suddenly opened up at the moment of hitting the air, and it was divided into several petals like a snake's head, swallowing the phoenix layer by layer like a chrysanthemum blooming.

"Well... It's going to be completely over, isn't there any trick hidden to press the bottom of the box? Hurry up and out, or you won't have a chance. Roger poked Dumbledore, who was sitting next to him.

"One more point, it won't be there in a while," Old Deng muttered weakly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Achedna let out a more miserable cry than before, and the whole snake body was pumped and rolled in mid-air, as if it was suffering greatly.

On its body covered with dark red fire, a different color flashed, and a wisp of golden-red flame from the place where it had originally swallowed the phoenix came out of its abdomen. The fierce fire that had been covering this position immediately retreated as if it were afraid of the golden flames.

The golden flame came and went as fast as it appeared, and then suddenly extinguished, and a handful of ashes fell out of the cauterized hole and scattered into the air.

At the same time, a small, crumpled chick fell out of the hole, flickering its hairless wings in vain, trying to slow itself down from falling to the ground and becoming a puddle of mud.

"Phoenix Nirvana?" said Roger, squinting his eyes and trying to look at the free-falling chicks.

"Yes, I've run out of tricks at the moment," Dumbledore said, looking back, "but I should have a way to do it." ”

"My solution is to run... If I'm on, do you think you'll be able to withstand the fire around you?" said the boy as he tapped his toes to the ground and rolled his eyes.

Dumbledore barely stood up from the ground with his arms propped up, but his feet staggered and slammed into the boy.

Roger shook his head helplessly and said, "You can save it quickly, what can you do when you are so old..."

"Cast me a super strong iron armor spell, even if no one supports me, I can resist the fire spell for a few minutes..."

Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, the boy's wand touched the ground, and a ball of dirt came out from underneath it, throwing it into Old Deng's hand: "And then." ”

The old man subconsciously grabbed it in his hand and looked down: "What is this...?"

"Don't look at it, it's just an ordinary clod of dirt," Roger said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Why are you giving me a lump of mud, expecting this to smash Achedna?" Dumbledore joked in the pinch.