Chapter 136: Five Fireballs

"Humph!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"That guy really mastered magic?"

Lohmon has always liked to know himself and his opponent, and this kind of important thing must be clarified.

"Great Dragon, you have to call the shots for us!"

Karl came to the middle, hugged the dragon's thigh and began to wail.

"Less wordy!"

"Don't hurry up and answer the dragon-sama's question!"

Billy is depressed, and he can't see his subordinates lose their face.

"Lord Dragon, we were working with those guinea pigs. “

"Then there was a guy in a black robe who rushed over and said he wanted to save humanity!"

"We thought it was a psychopathy, so we were going to be caught as coolies!"

"I didn't expect that,"

At this point, Carl began to cry.

"I didn't expect this guy to set fire!"

"We're so miserable!"

"Lord Dragon, you must call the shots for us!"

Thinking of how burned he was, Carl became sad and began to cry.

"Actually set fire?"

"It's fun!"

"Ben Long is going to see it!"

The dragon ignored the crying Karl and the eager Beta.

In order to be sure, Lomon is ready to take matters into his own hands.

This is a precious guinea pig, and it would be a pity to be bombarded into cannon fodder by Beta.

Ben Long's super warrior plan is here!

"Hahaha!"

"Fire!"

"Fire, fire!"

On a devastated construction site, a man covered in flames cheered.

"I'm Liwei, did I choose the wrong person?"

Prada was depressed. He easily chased the overseer away. But he chose the wrong object of Liwei.

I didn't expect Black Snake to be this crazy guy. It's so able to carry it.

"Master Prada!"

"We are so grateful that you saved us!"

"But we're really a little homesick, so let's go first!"

"We wish you success in slaying dragons!"

Fore smirked and shirked Prada's invitation to slay the dragon.

For this guy who calls himself the "King of Mercenaries", Fall still has some ears.

Prada, the "King of Mercenaries", is a legend that is despicable and shameless. A professional mercenary who is treacherous and does all kinds of evil.

This guy is also notorious among mercenaries.

It's just that Lady Luck was blind and let him go shit luck.

Prada, who didn't know what adventures he had obtained, succeeded in obtaining the title of "King of Mercenaries" from Ammel.

This kind of guy. It's much more dangerous than a dragon.

"What?"

"You're homesick!"

"It's not okay to go home empty-handed, let's take a few catties of dragon meat home!"

Prada glanced at Fore disdainfully, trying to escape, but there was no door.

"Lord Prada, the evil dragon is really fierce, the remnants should think long-term!"

"What's more, we're empty-handed now, what are we going to slay the dragon with?"

The guinea pigs who have seen the power of the dragon never want to slay the dragon again.

Their greatest wish now is to leave Rock City as soon as possible.

These days in Rock City, they have to live a lifetime. It's all done!

"Dragons are powerful?"

"Humph!"

"That's because it didn't meet me Prada!"

Prada was very dissatisfied with the cowardice of the mercenaries.

Sure enough, stupid mortals. I don't know.

"Weapons?"

"Isn't that the tool you have?"

"If only you could help me stop those fools!"

"I'm Prada, I'm going to fight that dragon alone!"

Prada's answer made the mercenaries completely dumbfounded.

They looked at the demolition tools in their hands, and they were really not confident.

Of course, they have the least confidence and the least optimistic about it, or the arrogant heads-up in front of them.

Want to go head-to-head with the dragon?

It's brain water!

"Humph!"

"Stupid and ignorant mortals!"

"Let me show you what Master Prada does!"

Prada decided to give the mercenaries some color.

He, Lord Prada, doesn't just set fires.

"Fireball!"

A bowl-sized fireball, thrown by Prada at the flaming black snake.

"Boom!"

A ball of flame exploded, and the black snake that was jumping alive in the flames completely turned into a cloud of ash.

"Humph!"

Prada nodded with satisfaction, the face he had just lost was finally regained.

This guy who can't burn to death is completely gone.

"Who has any objections?"

"Now let's slay the dragon with me!"

"Generous Prada, I'll give you a few pieces of dragon meat!"

Led by Prada, the mercenaries reluctantly embark on a journey to slay the dragon.

"Oh my God!"

"Did these mercenaries rebel?"

"The police in Rock City are really useless!"

The swaggering Prada and his party soon caused a sensation in Rock City.

Moreover, the direction in which this group of thugs is heading is clearly the temple of Lord Dragon.

Are these stupid guys still dreaming of slaying dragons?

"Humph!"

"Stupid pariahs!"

"Let's get a good look at the King of Mercenaries!"

Prada is very stylish and proud.

Fools just don't know, Uncle Prada is not an ordinary person.

"Lord Dragon!"

"The arrogant and proud guy in front is the culprit of the guinea pig!"

The dragon and Prada finally met on the street.

"This is the evil dragon, what a big lump of meat!"

The size of the dragon is really beyond Prada's imagination.

But this dragon, the more flesh the better.

"Damn stupid dragon, what to see!"

"I've never seen a human like Uncle Prada?"

"It's really uninsightful!"

Being stared at by the evil dragon all the time made Prada very annoyed.

Damn dragon, what's that look in your eyes?

The dragon stared at Prada like a mad dog with bones.

"This is the best guinea pig!"

"Why is this soul index exactly sixty?"

As soon as they met, Lomen began to probe the guinea pig in front of him.

This guy dressed in black is really different from ordinary people.

The first thing Lomon felt from him was a powerful fluctuation of spiritual power.

As for the soul index that Lomon was most concerned about, it turned out to be exactly sixty points.

This is a strange situation!

"Evil dragon, what to see!"

"Uncle Prada, I'm going to fight you alone!"

Prada was the first to provoke, but the dragon still did not react, still staring at Prada.

"Damn dragon, do you look down on me?"

"Let me show you how good I am!"

"Burn you!"

In the exclamation of the onlookers, the proud Prada waved a flame and rolled towards the evil dragon.

"No response!"

"Still no response!"

"Uncle Prada, is it so like a bone?"

Prada's flames, to no avail.

The dragon's eyes didn't blink.

"The effect of the spell is similar to that of the dragon's flames!"

"There is only one unit of energy reaction, which is classified as a level 1 magic. ”

"The casting range is only thirty meters, and the spiritual power envelops the range thirty meters!"

"There are no ups and downs in the soul index,......"

Lomon muttered to himself, analyzing the data.

"Damn dragon, are you ignoring me?"

"You'll regret it!"

"You'll regret it!"

"Fireball!"

The dragon's muttering was not small.

Where does this make Uncle Prada's face?

The ridicule of the surrounding onlookers and the retreat of the mercenaries behind him made Prada even more annoyed.

How dare you look down on me?

This is absolutely not a no-go.

Three blazing fireballs in a row flew towards the evil dragon with a pensive face.

This is already the enraged Prada, the limit of spell casting.

"Bang Bang!"

The pensive dragon swung its claws and flew the fireball like a fly.

"Fireball!"

"One unit of energy reaction, first-level magic!"

“......”

The dragon, immersed in the analysis of the test, had no idea how much damage he had inflicted on Prada.

"Hahaha!"

"Just this guy, you still want to slay the dragon?"

"We're laughing to death!"

The onlookers of the dragon god believers were all gloating.

Dare to take on the dragon alone, what a big fool!

"Great dragon, we are persecuted!"

"We didn't want to run away!"

"We are happy to give selflessly to Rock City!"

"Rock City is our forever home!"

The mercenary, who was already worried and wanted to escape, finally rebelled.

What bullshit "king of mercenaries", you want to die, don't harm us!

"You guys!"

"How dare you look down on me!"

"How can you stupid mortals understand my greatness!"

"All those who look down on me, you will definitely regret it!"

"I, Prada, the king of mercenaries, will definitely slap your face away!"

"Evil dragon, dare to ignore me, die!"

"Five fireballs, spin!"

Prada's killer feature has finally appeared. (To be continued......)

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