Even though he had already experienced the power of the teleportation array once, the moment he stepped into it, David still felt a strong tremor.

If the last time I teleported from Elaria to Bato Hell, it was as if my entire body was directly torn apart.

This time, then, it was as if the body and even the senses had been compressed into a single point, and the reality around them seemed to have become a vortex, where colors, sounds, and sensations all blended together in an instant, and the red flames of Bato's hell, the blazing heat waves, and the demonic roars all quickly faded out, and were finally replaced by the endless void.

That's the color of the astral plane.

In this colorful star color, David only felt that he was falling rapidly, as if he had been fired directly by the Void Cannon, time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment, and he didn't know how long this experience lasted, it felt like an eternity, but it could also be just a moment.

And then all of a sudden, enveloped by the reunited senses, the body seems to be regrouped again, each cell repositioning.

With his extraordinary physique, which was now as high as 28 in the Book of Dragons, he could still feel dizzy, and he couldn't imagine what would happen to ordinary humans like this.

As a result, just as he instinctively took a deep breath to re-feel the vibrant fresh air from Ellaria, he smelled a disgusting rancid smell, and at the same time heard Tania's somewhat sullen exclamation beside him:

"Oh, Locinder seems to have fainted in a crack in the stone, do you need to give him a [healing]?"

David, who suddenly opened his eyes, also noticed that something was wrong:

"No, why are we in the field?" Or more accurately, buried in stone.

The whole space was ridiculously narrow, and the dragon sister Tania was almost completely pressed on his skull.

And he pressed on the dragons of Murphyll, and he dug a tomb of the double dragons in advance that could be put into the ground side by side, but they forced eight units to come in, and they were caught off guard and almost crushed to death.

No, the only humanoid creature has been squeezed to death

If it weren't for the [Endless Rage] given by David, it would have been cold by now.

David, who realized it in hindsight, immediately thought of the closest possibility:

That is, Yolanda was worried that the dragon would leave Elaria and lose the seat of his father Christos, and that the dragon's lair might invite a counterattack from Drow, so she took precautions in advance:

Once this sign is revealed, he will directly demolish the dragon's nest himself, thus covering up the existence of this 'teleportation array'.

As it turned out, Yolanda's arrangement still played its due role.

It's just that I'm afraid Yolanda himself probably didn't expect that Christos' front foot was 'buried on the spot' by the High Elves as soon as he entered the dark region, and David, they also said that the two-month itinerary was forced to be delayed for thirty-two years because of a commission from the Dragon Queen.

The body size has basically grown several times, and the original reserved dragon floor is not enough at all

In the end, it was David, who was the largest, who 'escaped' first with [arrogance], and then dug up the other dragons from outside the dragon's nest.

He wanted to solve the problem with a breath of flaming dragon breath, just like on the great slope of the Six Hells.

But if he gets another pool of magma, Dragon Daddy Artilisia is still only scalded by him, and his group of dependents may not be as rough and thick as Dragon Daddy, maybe by the time he recalls it, it has become a pot of fragrant 'roast chicken'.

This is also why when people in the world mention the red dragon, they always have a stereotype of a lonely star and a single shadow.

There's no way, every move is terrifyingly destructive, and sometimes following instinct and slapping the head is easy to directly lead to the annihilation of the group.

But David doesn't want to be a lonely brave man like his mother for the first half of his life.

Don't you see that you are as strong as Pavla, and when you meet Tanya, a little clever ghost who can be an automatic dragon feeder, can help her take care of her polished scales, and can find a way to make her happy all the time, isn't it really fragrant?

Even though it wasn't the first time he had come to the valley, David was still complaining about the location of Christos, the old dragon:

Even if it rains, it can be used as a water prison, and the rugged mountains around it may be a natural barrier for other creatures, but for the dragon of the non-black dragon, it is simply an eyesore, and this feng shui is really not very good.

Of course, David knows what Christos is thinking, and he must be strong in his life.

Since I can't choose the main peak of the highest Kattegana Mountains in this land, then Lao Tzu will find the one with the deepest terrain, and he is nominally the ancestor of Davyyutos, so he can't be second in the location of the Dragon's Nest Residence, right? Even if it's just a temporary respite base, it's a lot to say what a lost dragon! If he returns to Saidpongana in the future, will he be able to hold his head up?

"Mad's retardation." Here's what David had to say about it.

[Arrogance]

I heard the white dragon Murphyll, a real mentally retarded person looking up to the sky and sighing:

"Oh my God, I, Murphyll, have finally come back alive from that goddamn hell in my lifetime"

Immediately holding the tail that finally scabbed over, he excitedly showed to the dragons:

"Look at my tail! My tail seemed to know that it was coming home and was starting to show signs of healing! My rotten tail is finally saved! I'm not a Rotten Dragon at last, woo! Two rows of ice cubes immediately fell from his eyes.

“.” This pompous attitude immediately attracted the eyes of the dragons.

"It's like a stirring dream." It's just that the dragons, including Lizzlit, feel it and have honor.

Thirty-two years later, the memories of Bato's hell seem to be gone.

But the shock and tension of countless near-death and even real death on that bloody battlefield still reverberated in my heart, and the experience of returning from hell was probably more exciting than the lifetime of many dragons.

"Why is it so quiet here? I didn't feel the slightest bit of active nature. As a druid, Shadella's words suddenly brought the good mood of the return of the dragons back to the suffocating and solemn battlefield in the past.

"Alert!" As the most perceptive of the dragons, Davy also felt that something was wrong at the first time when he heard Shadra's words.

Because even if Christos had transformed the Duo Collar Wetland, which originally belonged to the Black Dragon's Lair, into a Duo Lava Valley filled with lava rivers, at least there would be lava worms.

They are like plankton on the water, as long as the environment has the most basic magic, they can eat the inorganic matter and even minerals on the ground to synthesize their survival needs, and even live in various extreme areas, until they become the most convenient high-calorie snack for young dragons.

It's just that at this moment, David didn't even perceive the existence of a lava worm.

That only means one possibility.

"Damn [Anti-Magic Realm]! Let's get out of here, immediately! ”

It is only under this kind of thing that creatures like lava worms will not be able to carry out basic magic conversion bioenergy synthesis, just like if sunlight passes through a specially synthesized filter membrane, it will also greatly hinder the photosynthesis of plant chlorophyll and cause it to fail to grow.

And the only one who can do this kind of thing is the one who can do this kind of thing

High Elves too.

These elves not only blocked Christos's old red dragon in the dark area, but also seemed to be tired of several counterattacks from Tania with the hired dragons, so they simply took great pains to 'block' this 'abandoned' dragon's nest.

This is mostly because Christos, the old dragon, was ridiculed by himself back then, and ordered the entire dragon nest to be transformed, after the dragon left, the mountains on both sides were bombarded, unless these elves can move out hundreds of large excavators, otherwise it is time-consuming and laborious to find the 'possible' existence of the ultra-teleportation array in such a large layer of rocks and dismantle it, and it is not as simple as directly building a [Anti-Magic Domain].

Without magic, the dragons' inherent 'Warlock' profession is directly suspended, and the threat level plummets.

But not long after David, who was suddenly alert, took off, they suddenly heard a whistling sound breaking through the sky.

When they looked up at the sky, they saw countless 'starlight' twinkling in the clear blue sky.

David's pupils constricted.

No, it's not Starlight, it's a group of siege bed crossbow arrows designed specifically for the Dragonborn and even the Dragons!

It wasn't until this moment that David, the tallest flyer, saw farther away, the High Elf army that was rapidly gathering and pouring out from the mountains in all directions, and would push rows of heavy bed crossbows into the position designated by the commander, remove the camouflage, and install the string crossbows.

In a moment, countless bed crossbow arrows flickered in the supernatural glow of magic, and as the trumpets of the army sounded again, the earth-shattering bowstrings sounded like the beginning of a symphony of dusk.

Bursts of crossbow arrows pierced the blue sky, like a silver meteor shower shooting from all directions, each of which left a silver-white trail in the air, pouring down on David and them with impunity.

'Made, Christos, this old dragon is really a pit! ’

[Fury]

was overshadowed by the high elves, and now in this encounter, Christos's old dragon has to take the blame, and he doesn't even have a backup plan before leaving.

The teleportation path from Bato's Hell to Elaria was nothing unusual on its own, and he had thought that the Dragonborn left behind by Christos had rearranged a new one in the Dark Mountains, but instead it was used by the High Elves.

If it weren't for Christos's ancestor, David would have wondered if this pig teammate with a worrying IQ was in league with the High Elves.

The dragons' eyes widened as well, their eyes filled with surprise and anger, and they let out a low growl.

At this distance, there was no time to evade anything, and Murphyll, the white dragon, was mentally retarded like a frightened wild cat, trying to bury his head in the ground, and he had just climbed out of the hole in the ground to burrow back to avoid the rain of crossbow arrows.

"Come back! Fly towards the clouds! Resist the past with the dragon's breath! David ordered.

This group of high elves obviously didn't expect that they had been guarding this barren mountain for more than ten years, and they didn't have a single hair, but as a result, they were seven giant dragons, and they were suddenly like a great enemy.

If they follow their instinct and retreat to the Valley Dragon's Lair, they will only wait for reinforcements to gather and the High Elves will make dumplings.

And he's sure that the legendary powerhouse in Scaniss is also rushing to hear the news.

By then, they'll probably all have to be packed up for a visit to Devensel.

For a moment, the dragons flapped their wings, setting off a chaotic hurricane and letting out a deafening roar.

In the next moment, David, Tania, the white dragon Murphyll, the red dragon Lizlit, the green dragon Shadella, and even the black dragon Alphonse brothers and sisters were back to back, spitting out four-colored dragon breath in mid-air in all directions, and actually wiped out most of the first wave of deadly crossbow arrows that came from them, and the scene was so spectacular that the crossbow arrow attack of the High Elves had an unnatural stagnation.

"Don't stop! Shoot at close range! Bring these damn lizards back! ”

From afar, David heard the voice of a high-spirit, half angry, half solemn command.

Obviously, during David's absence, the dragon sister Tania and the dragons she had recruited at great expense had caused trouble for the High Elves, so much so that she fell into despair at the sight of them.

As the dragon's most powerful spitting weapon, the dragon's breath is naturally not endless, and maintaining the maximum spit for a long time is also the effort to take a long breath.

The weakest and youngest white dragon Murphyl was the first to stop, and almost as soon as he stopped spitting, several crossbow arrows pierced up one after another, penetrating the dragon scales, and an arrow with a tricky trajectory almost cut the tail of the little white dragon that had not yet reached youth in two:

"Ahh My Tail !! The two dragon's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

If this crossbow arrow goes up a few centimeters further, or if the advanced class he chooses is not [Carved Skin Dragon], I am afraid that the cloaca that has not yet developed will have to be shot through.

All that was shot at David in Katagana was a bow and arrow.

Now, it's a battering bed crossbow that can be pierced through the city gates.

Then the Alphonse siblings, the green dragon Sandella, then Lizzlit, Tania, and finally David.

They used their claws and tails together as soon as they poured out the dragon's breath, and David even pulled out the [Book of Dragons] in the silver-scaled breastplate and threw off the meteor hammer, which couldn't stop humming in mid-air with clanging bells of gold and iron.

The occasional fish that slipped through the net was also blocked by the silver scale cuirass given by the dragon father Artilisia, and the defense of these several layers of silver dragon scales was outrageous, and the shots on other dragons were basically pierced, and when they fell on the Davy brothers and sisters, they could only barely penetrate the arrow, and then submerged into the fat layer under the scales.

At this time, the effect of Bato's hell's war youth training was revealed, and he didn't choose to dodge in a panic under the arrows one after another.

Because they have been through the battlefield several times, they all understand a truth: the injuries that they can choose on the surface and the unknown arrows from behind are definitely two completely different results.

For a while, a group of five-colored dragons who were accustomed to fighting separately actually played a bit of the taste of the claws of the metal dragon's justice.

It's just that David, the red dragon, has never been in the habit of being beaten passively.

Even if the situation at this moment needed to be strategically turned at the first time, no matter how many arrows he was hit, his eyes that were in a rage were always staring at the group of formations that were gradually approaching the cliffs on all sides of the Duo Lagoon with the ballista as the spearhead.

Just as they were about to get out of the range of their crossbow arrows under the angry gaze of the High Elves, the corners of David's mouth finally appeared a hideous smile.

The anger that had once accumulated poured out.

【Bloodscale Rage】

Rage*74

[Might—Fury]

"Ang !!!!"

A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the Duo Molten Valley.

In the next moment, the High Elf striker, who had already brought the battle line almost close to the edge of the cliff.

The pupils of his eyes poured out a furious scarlet.

(End of chapter)