While!

The joy came to an abrupt end, and Wen Lesa only felt a huge force coming from the Wind Blade, and this guy Neocrus, regardless of the danger of fractures, threw his right foot and kicked the back of the knife in an extremely distorted position.

The Wind Blade took advantage of the momentum to pick up the Demon Soul, looking at the golden disc flying high, and the two of them raised their heads at the same time.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Necruz was like a moth to a fire, almost instinctively reaching out into the air.

Closer, closer......

An uncontrollable smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and the orc's fingertips could already feel the coldness and hardness of the metal chain.

It's me who wins......

Poof!

In the pungent smell of blood, a faint fragrance crept into the nostrils. Necrus looked at the elf who crashed into his arms in desperation, and the scimitar that had sunk into his chest.

"Die, Greenskin!"

The cry, which was so high that it was almost silent, showed her long-stored hatred and anger without hesitation. Wen Lesa stepped forward, using all her strength to push her shoulders away.

The seemingly delicate body, driven by this strong and turbulent emotion, burst out with power, causing Necruz's pupils to suddenly shrink into pinpoints. What made him even more horrified was that he was driven by inertia and kept retreating, and he accidentally stepped on the air directly.

"No!"

"Whew. Looking at where the orc had fallen, Winlessa went limp, and sat down on the edge of the platform.

It wasn't until a crisp drop woke her up that she immediately turned around and hurriedly grabbed the golden disc. A faint golden halo reflected on her embarrassed face, as if there was a kind of magic, and the silly smiling face was very cute.

Until, an unnatural wind ruffled her silver hair, and a vague crimson figure was reflected on the smooth surface of the disc.

"Elf, you should huddle in the northern forests like your cowardly compatriots!" the unfamiliar orc language, the familiar voice, and the roar mixed with pleasure and murderousness, the orc ......

Roar!

Even though it was only a baby dragon, the scorching breath still exuded an avoidable and terrifying heat, mixed with the flame blast of Necruz, and roared towards the elven girl who had just turned her head.

The eyes full of blazing flames revealed horror and determination.

Boom ——!

"No!" The deafening roar caught Lanloth's attention, and the latter immediately roared, knocking the dragon in front of him with a single punch, and as the wings spread, the whole person immediately retreated.

Of course, he wasn't trying to retreat.

The blinding green glow dispelled the fiery red that had covered Grimbaatar all year round, and a fierce sense of crisis exploded in the red dragon's heart, and before it could make evasive moves, a shining beam of evil energy accompanied by a piercing scream came towards it.

Oh!

The power of the seemingly slender eyes was so terrifying, the red dragon's proud scale armor and innate extraordinary magic resistance were like paper paste, and the flesh torn by the destructive energy sprinkled large smears of blood, and the strong scorching stench quickly filled the air.

This is not the end, unscrupulously pushing the eye edge to push the red dragon step by step towards the lava below, Lan Luos suddenly sounded in his heart, and immediately deflected his gaze, the eye edge immediately tore through the sky, and screamed and threw at the other dragon who tried to sneak attack.

Although it didn't inflict as much terrible damage on the beast as before, the terrifying damage of the chaotic energy still repelled the beast in the first place.

Soon, the light faded.

Lanlos didn't stop, took a deep breath, and stomped his legs the rock wall behind him. A loud bang was heard, large clouds of rubble and smoke were shaken down, and the pitch-black demon swooped down like a cannonball towards the edge of the platform covered in flames.

"Quick! get out of here!" Seeing that the guy who destroyed the two adult red dragons in one blow hit like a blazing green meteor, Necrus was almost frightened, and hurriedly urged the red dragon under his crotch to flee.

Coming back to its senses, the red dragon immediately roared and flapped its wings, however, its speed was much slower than that of the meteor.

Rumble!

The hellfire impact with all his might knocked down the devastated platform almost instantly, and in the spreading smoke, the pale-faced Necrus rushed out as fast as he could, with the help of his mount.

In addition to looking embarrassed, he doesn't seem to be hurt, bluffing?

No, the other party's target is not him at all.

The orc bent down and looked at the winged demon that clinged to the lava below and sped off into the distance, the endless humiliation and anger that almost drove him insane.

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Wow!

The huge shadow swept by at a great speed, and when the movement of the dragoons completely disappeared into the deserted land, a figure that almost merged with the shadow quietly poked its head out.

After confirming that he was safe for the time being, Lanlos couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Thanks to the desolation of Grimbaatar, and the skills of the spellcaster, it is not too difficult to find an unknown hidden hideout in the city below the mountain full of orcs.

Lowering his head and looking at Wen Lisa, who was curled up in his arms, Ranros's face appeared with guilt and pity.

Suffering from the double blow of dragon breath and spells, relying on the spell resistance enchantment on the leather armor is simply a drop in the bucket. Irregular size holes were all over her equipment, and the dense distribution of black scorch marks completely ruined the beauty of the girl's delicate skin, and the soft silver hair was even more scorched black.

Not to mention that she is half of her sister-in-law, any normal person will be unbearable to see such a beautiful girl being treated like this.

Not to mention......

Even unconscious, Winlessa's hands were still clinging to the golden disc. The stubbornness and tenacity of the petite girl in the face of this life-threatening situation deeply touched Lanlos.

Fortunately, the learned mage did not get to the point of being helpless.

Carefully laying the Ranger flat, Lanlos pulled out Edrouin and whispered, and a moment later, a faint golden glow surged all around him.

Feeling the warmth and peace brought by the holy light energy, a flash of relief flashed on Lanlos's face, and then he quickly turned colored, and his fingertips gently touched the girl's skin, slowly conveying this warmth into the other party's body.

Although the vast majority of Lanloth's mastery and use of the Light is due to Adruin, this superficial magic of the Light cannot live the bones of the dead. But even so, the Light energy is still able to stimulate and greatly enhance the division and repair of its own cells. As long as the treatment is timely, it will not leave a scar on the injured person's body.

However, it is inevitable that the new skin will have a noticeable difference in color from other skins.

Well, this girl shouldn't mind, right?

Although it was out of place, as the treatment progressed rapidly, seeing Wen Lesa more and more like a black and white cat, Lan Los couldn't control the smile on the corner of his mouth at all.

But as the magic slowly surged, his expression quickly became serious.

Moistened by the light energy, Wen Leisa's injuries also improved, and as the slender silver eyelashes trembled slightly, the ranger slowly opened his eyes.

There was a little confusion in her dull gaze, and after a short pause, the girl's eyes widened instantly, and she sat up as if she had a spring, and felt around in her arms with a panicked expression.

"Are you looking for this?" Seeing this, Lanlos smiled helplessly and picked up the golden disc that was set aside.

The movements and expressions froze at the same time, and Wen Lesa let out a long sigh of relief: "It's really good. ”

"Don't get too excited. The smile gradually became bitter, and Lanloth turned his head to look at the ancient artifact in his hand, "The Demon Soul is an ancient creation that even the dragon kings avoid talking about, and even most dragons don't know how to use it. ”

Hearing this, Wen Leisa's already pale face became even more bloodless.

Seeing this, Lanlos laughed, and while putting the disc into his arms, he comforted the other party softly: "But don't be discouraged, at least in Grimbaatar, it's not just that orc who knows how to use the Demon Soul." ”

"You mean, the dragon king?" Wen Lesa reacted quickly, "But, isn't she imprisoned?

"I can't guarantee it, but ......" Lan Losto chin and looked at the other party with interest, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked uncontrollably, "I have confidence in you." ”

The man's unbridled gaze made Wen Lesa wake up instantly, and looked down at the large swath of snow-white skin exposed by her tattered leather armor, and the red color that was more vivid than the magma not far away suddenly crawled all over her cheeks.