Chapter 392: Double Dragon (1)

Hearing the dragon's groan again, the owl and the illusionist hurriedly rushed out. With the eyes of the two of them, they could barely see that the red pupils seemed to be entangled with something, but no matter what that thing was, the creature that could entangle with the dragon was legendary.

"What's that?" both the owl and the illusionist saw the meaning in each other's eyes, and at the same time saw that there was no answer to the question.

The same question was swirling in Berette's mind at this time, and it was expected that the Supreme Council would come, but there was also a dragon that was far from his expectation.

Before Bellet came to his senses, countless figures in dark green samurai costumes suddenly rushed out of the noisy crowd, and these guys didn't say much, and rushed straight towards Bellet after they came out.

No sooner had these guys rushed than the ground under Belette's feet suddenly cracked, and countless vines rose up and began to volley wildly at him. Cracks filled the square in front of the palace in an instant, and Belette kept throwing out large flames in the dodge, but these vines grew very quickly, and before the previous ones were burned clean, the ones behind them had already grown again.

The troubled vines didn't solve the problem, and the dark green figures also rushed over, but it seemed that they also had a lot of scruples about these vines, and they looked at the fangs and claws, but they stopped far away.

The dark green warriors who stopped directly pulled out the magic guide guns on their waists, and from the uniform movements, it could be seen that all this had been trained for a long time. This time, Belette in the vine was even more embarrassed, and the whole person was like a moving target, unable to do anything but be beaten.

Fortunately, Berlet's physical fitness as a dragon whisperer is still very strong, so a few hits are not fatal, but it is difficult to say after a long time.

"It is said that with the strength of Bellet, even if it is the first official battle, it will not be so embarrassing. The illusionist, who had been watching the battle situation on the terrace, asked the demon beside him with some puzzlement.

His gray-glowing eyes hadn't left Bellet since the battle began, and he didn't know what he could see.

The sound of the dragon moaning in the sky came from time to time, judging from the sound, the red pupil on that side did not look good, combined with the current appearance of Bellet, Xiao had an idea in his heart.

"It seems that the dragon whisperer's borrowing of the dragon's power is a bit similar to the subservience contract of Tatsuno City, but the dragon whisperer's power is controlled by the dragon, and he can cut off the energy connection when he doesn't want to use it. ”

Xiao thinks that it is necessary to talk to Tatsuno Cheng about the current situation today, judging from all indications, Tatsuno Makoto and Bellet will have a day when they will turn against each other, and even if Tatsuno Makoto is strong, it is impossible to deal with Bellet and Red Hitomi at the same time.

If Berlet is really the King of Destruction, then it is a bit difficult to say whether he can defeat Berlet without Red Pupil. So today's present will definitely bring great help to Makoto Tatsuno, anyway, Makoto Tatsuno will not sit idly by if he is a demon and an illusionist, it is better to prepare in advance. However, the owl's thoughts were not shown at all, and he didn't even tell the illusionist.

But Borg, who is a loyal supporter of Bellet and the most loyal to Bellet in the whole Federation, is in a hurry as if he is going crazy. Especially when I saw the owl and the illusionist staring at Bellet on the terrace as if they were watching a play, but they didn't mean to help at all.

If it weren't for the fact that Borg knew that his strength was completely useless at such a time, he would have rushed out to block the knife for Bellet.

Among the few people present, Enor, as the Pope of the Creation God Sect, couldn't make an easy move, Vincent and Misty Illusion were already burning high incense if they couldn't go over to shoot the black bricks, how could they still expect them to help.

Now the only people who should be and have the most strength to help are the owl and the illusionist, but these two guys are no different from the people watching the excitement below, and what is even more annoying is that these two guys are not only watching the excitement, but also commenting a few words.

"If you had just dodged to the left, Bellet should be able to avoid it now, but it's a pity that she is too inexperienced. You look in the wrong direction again!"

The illusionist shook his head as if he hated that iron could not become steel, and the owl standing beside him nodded in agreement, "That's right, the timing of this spell is also problematic, and it is quite difficult to always avoid the most appropriate time!"

Borg really couldn't listen to it at this time, and walked two steps to the side of the owl and the illusionist, "I said two, you guys should also help, don't talk about it at this time, if Your Majesty really makes a mistake, it will be difficult to implement the plan in the future, right?" ”

When Borg painstakingly induced the Owl and the Phantomist to go down to help, the battle below was once again uncertain. Night Grudge, who was about to leave with someone, suddenly turned around and joined the siege of Bellet.

With the addition of the law enforcement team, Berlet's situation is even more embarrassing. Unlike the dark green warriors, the law enforcement team is equipped with magicians by standard, and compared to the magic guide guns that need to be aimed to hit the target, the nature of the spell range attack makes Berette start to fear death.

With the addition of the law enforcement team, the annoying vines were cleaned up, but this did not give Berlet much hope, compared to the threat of the vine spell.

And without the threat of vines, those who were not good at long-range attacks have also begun to join the fight, so Berlet is now facing more enemies.

"Bellet's actual combat experience is too poor, and his strength and experience will only improve in the process of wandering on the edge of life and death. The illusionist said very seriously, but the eyes were obviously still watching the excitement, "Besides, he is a dragon whisperer, have you ever heard of such a short-lived dragon whisperer?"

I don't know if there was a short-lived dragon whisperer, but I haven't heard of a dragon talker who was besieged by so many people just after he was born, right?

According to the records of the classics, which dragon whisperer was not surrounded by a halo as soon as he was born, and there were countless friends gathered around him, and the knife that should be blocked should be moved, how could there be such a person who was beaten and everyone else watched the lively situation.

"Although it is inconvenient for me to participate in the internal affairs of your Red Dragon Empire, as a friend, it is necessary for me to warn that if this discussion continues, Berlet may indeed die here. Enor said, reaching out and pointing down.

Belet was besieged by two groups of people who didn't know each other, and the crown on his head, which was half-kneeling on the ground, had fallen to the side, and his body was covered with scars. Although these scars did not kill him, they made him look extremely embarrassed.

"This time you should bring out something real?" The purple pupils in the illusionist's eyes had disappeared, and his eyes were only gray, and he was staring at Belette tightly, "Let me see what your true identity is!"

In the illusionist's eyes, everything below had no actual shape, just a simple mass of energy. In Belette's place, there was a white light mixed with black mist, and this white light looked like it was about to be completely covered by black mist.

Seeing that Beret no longer had the strength to fight back, and the Owl and the Phantomist didn't know why they didn't mean to do it at all, Borg didn't know why he suddenly remembered the power struggle between Makoto Tatsuno and Bellet, which had been rumored in Ironforge Castle.

As soon as the idea came to him, Borg leaped down and began chanting the incantation directly in the air. The exploding fireball and the whistling wind blade gave Bellet a slight opportunity to rush to the side, and the place where Bellet had just been half-kneeling was shattered by the roaring explosion.

"!" the illusionist smashed the railing of the terrace to smithereens with his fist, the gray in his eyes gone, and his purple pupils glowing with a terrifying glow.

It was only possible to understand the truth of the black mist, but Borg's move made this rare opportunity disappear again, and the current illusionist was eager to cut Borg into two pieces immediately, and without the threat of life, it was absolutely impossible for Berlet to use the power of the black mist.

After a few months of observation, the soul of the illusionist and now Belet has been eroded by the black fog very much, and it is almost impossible to find the appearance of his original soul. And as the time to become king approached, the original soul color of Bellet was difficult to find, and the arrogant black fog even began to provoke all the people around Bellet at will.

This kind of provocation from the soul can only be clearly felt by the illusionist, and others will only feel a sense of depression when facing Belette. Those who don't know the situation will think that this is because the identity of the Dragonwhisperer of Bellet has awakened, but the illusionist knows that it is all because of the black mist.

"How's it going?" Seeing the illusionist's reaction, he had already roughly guessed the result, but he was still a little unwilling.

The illusionist stared at Borg, who was struggling to support himself with Bellet, and his eyes flashed with killing intent from time to time, and he said coldly: "Sixty percent becomes eighty percent!"

Enore couldn't understand the conversation between the two of them, but he felt he needed to remind them that if Bellet didn't help him now, he would have to consider choosing a new emperor.

But before he could speak, the illusionist suddenly looked at him with a murderous face and asked, "Why don't you go to help?"

Enor looked at the illusionist aggrievedly, and said in his heart, why is this guy so uninteresting? Isn't the reason why I don't make a move very clear? With Enore's current identity, if he makes a move, it means that the Creation God Sect will have to fight against the Supreme Council, although this matter will happen sooner or later, but Enor thinks that it is better to give birth to this matter later.

"I'm a bit special, isn't it?" said Enor, who didn't get the illusionist's approval, and snorted coldly and rushed down from the terrace.

"Actually, if you don't do anything, you can talk as little as possible, and if you are the one with a violent temper, you will be beaten now!" After politely persuading Enor, he also pulled out the magic guide gun, and then shot indiscriminately below.

The ice bullets shot by the magic guide gun in the owl's hand were not fast, and the targeted person easily dodged the attack, but as soon as these ice bullets landed, a piercing chill erupted.

Immediately after a large explode of icicles rose from the ground, the crowd that had just been beating sandbags around Bellet immediately jumped up. If you react quickly, you will have a chance to escape, but if you react slowly, you can only be left with a few transparent holes in your body by icicles.

The lucky ones, who had barely escaped the icicle, had no time to thank Lady Luck for her favor when they were stopped breathing by the illusionist who followed them.

Berlet and Borg were nested in the corner at this time like two little girls who had been abused, watching the illusionist and the owl solve the situation that almost put their lives on the line in a few clicks, I don't know what they thought in their hearts, but from the expressions on their faces, it was clear that it was better to die just now!

The formidable image that Belette had just built up collapsed in an instant, and now he looked more like a joke than before.

"On purpose!, they absolutely did it on purpose!" Borg cursed in his heart as he cursed the owls and illusionists who had been put together. Especially looking at their relaxed appearance, Borg was even more convinced of his conjecture just now, they must be winning the popularity of Makoto Tatsuno, stomping Berlet to death first, and then letting Makoto Tatsuno show his ability.

There was also a lot of discussion among the onlookers, who began to point at Bellet, and the suspicion and disdain in their eyes gradually became obvious.

At this moment, a terrible howl of a dragon seriously injured suddenly came from the air, and a fishy rain of blood fell in the air.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a huge dragon beast fell to the square, and then the high-pitched dragon groan of red eyes rang out, as if showing off its victory, constantly hovering in the air.

The drake beast that landed on the ground was covered in shocking scars, several of which could even see the bones inside. In addition to these bitten scars, the drake beast also had traces of being burned by flames.

With its dark body and the scars that looked terrible, the dragonbeast's life was about to come to an end.

The reason why it is said to be a dragon beast and not a dragon is because although the creature in front of him looks like a dragon, the cyan mane that spreads all over the body is not what a dragon should have.

"What is this?" the illusionist curiously walked over to the drake's side, unsympathetic and decided to make it suffer a little before it could breathe.

After the attacks of the owls and illusionists, there were only a few people in the square who were still alive besieging Bellet.

Xiao couldn't figure out what the new captain of the law enforcement team thought, why did he come back to find death when he had the opportunity to leave. But at this time, looking at the appearance of the night grudge, Xiao understood a little.

Standing in front of the owl, the night resentment, his eyes were covered with red bloodshots, his breathing was very heavy, his body twitched from time to time, and the other few around him also behaved in the same way, which looked very abnormal.

Ignoring the strange night grudge, Berlet walked in front of the remaining dark green warriors, "Which organization are you from?

None of the dark green warriors spoke, clenching the weapons in their hands as if they were still unwilling.

Just as Berette was about to ask again, the warriors suddenly stabbed their weapons into their bodies, splattering their blood on Belette's body.

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