The black dragon head that chased the Dreadthorn King's neck stretched longer and longer swam flexibly between the chains, and almost bit the Dreadhorn King several times. The instinct to survive caused the seriously injured feather to keep turning around and jumping again and again to escape the dragon's kiss.

At last he saw Diarrando, so he turned and rushed in his direction, shouting as he ran, "Help me!"

Dearrando used his dagger to cut through the chains and cloth that bound Reseth, and looked at the tearful and sweaty embarrassed man, who would not have bothered to care if he didn't know a lot of important information.

Reeth felt that the power that bound him had weakened, and with a strong thrust inside, he tore open the fabric that had not had time to completely cut it, and stretched out his head that had been bound for a long time. As it stretched, it collided with the fleeing Dreadhorn King, and with a thud bounced the hapless feathered man back, and it was about to fall into the mouth of the black head with its mouth wide open.

Deirlando appeared in time to pull him away from the young dragon's mouth at the critical moment.

"Here, eat this!" said Deirlando, raising his hand and scattering a large packet of pure magic crystals into the young dragon's mouth. The black head stuffed with delicious food let out a happy snort, and finally stopped chasing and biting the Dinome King. After swallowing the gems in its mouth, it began to search around for the scattered gems that had been ejected from its mouth, and picked them up one by one and ate them.

After feeding the black head, Dearlando shoved the Dreadhorn King to the ground. Then he stomped on his back and began to prepare Ryseth's dinner. He directly took out the space ring and poured the gem into the hat he took off, and Resis couldn't wait to stick his head over, snorting and eating, and snoring while eating: "I'm so hungry...... It's so sad...... It's so sad......"

Dearlando didn't have his spare hand to touch Reseth, so he had to put his face up and rub it on the young dragon's forehead to express his comfort, and at this time he also came over the black head that had been picked up from the gems on the ground, and wanted to grab it. Diarrando hesitated. In the end, he generously delivered the food to the second head.

He remembered what his father had said before he left. In any case, this tainted head is now a part of Reeth, and it is better to accept and tolerate it than fear and disgust. Maybe with the right guidance. It will no longer be the Dragon of Destruction.

When both heads are buried in the bitter suffering. The Thorn King snorted, "Ahhh It hurts, why don't you heal me quickly, I'm going to die......!"

Hear the wail of this spineless guy. Diarrando increased the strength of his feet, and he screamed, "Ahhhh ”

"Hey, make no mistake about it, I'm going to trample you to death now, what does it have to do with Reeth? To be honest, you've assassinated me several times, and I've wanted to kill you for a long time. ”

"You can't kill me either! if you kill me, it will cause a war between the two countries, my men will not let you go, my people will drive a sky airship to bomb Turanda and avenge me!" But apparently wrong, Diarlando let go of his foot, and then stepped on it again, this time even the fluttering wings. The faint sound of fractures sounded, and the King of Thorns wailed, and he didn't breathe for a long time.

"Daddy!" A crisp scream came from not far away, and Diarrando turned around to see that it was Arnoyo and Kermia who were rushing from the aisle to the opposite platform with people in disarray.

When the anxious son Arnoyo saw his father being trampled under the feet of others, he immediately jumped to save him, but was pulled by his sister. Kermia persuaded her: "Let's run away, everyone here is no match for him, and we won't be able to leave if we don't leave." ”

"No, I can't let him kill Dad, he's also your Dad, do you want to die and not save him?" Arnoyo shook Kemia's hand away, then raised the scimitar in his hand and pointed at Dierlando and asked, "Hurry up and let go of my Dad, what conditions do you have?" ”

"Ahh How did you get here?Did the intruders above have already been killed?...... "The Dreadhorn King screamed in pain in the middle of his sentence as Dearrando gently crushed his toes.

"No...... Dad, we failed, and although they were very few, they were all very good. They all have green glowing covers, and our weapons can't hurt them. The giant broke through our defenses with a few charges, and there were people who released poisonous mist, and many of our brothers were poisoned. There was an assassin who was killing people everywhere, and the mage who wounded me was throwing magic everywhere and burning our house. It also burned into the steam engine room, causing the boiler to explode, and we are now falling!"

Arnoyo poured bitter water out with a crackle, and Kermia's face turned green when she heard it. Originally, she wanted to pretend that she had the upper chance of winning and negotiate terms with Deerlando, but her stupid sister turned out to be all the hole cards.

Hearing the truth, the Thorn King suddenly wilted, and he asked pitifully, "Then what are you still doing here?"

This time, Kermia finally covered Arnoyo's mouth before she could speak, and then replied: "We are here to release the young dragon, since the enemy is stronger than us, then we should recognize the situation as soon as possible, do not make fearless resistance, and reduce the casualties of our own people." ”

Dearlando took a deep look at this intelligent woman who had suffered a loss, and the alarm bell began to ring in his heart. If you suffer a loss once, you can say that you accidentally underestimated the enemy, and if you are fooled the second time, you can only say that you are more stupid than a pig.

"Miss Kermia, since you said you came to release the young dragons, then please ......" Dearlando saw that Reses's eating appearance was not as ferocious as it was at the beginning, and it was estimated that they were also temporarily full, so he put away the spatial ring, and freed his hand to pick up the Dreadhorn King on the ground. He gestured to the chain that was still wrapped around the young dragons, signaling that they were ready to work, and jumped lightly next to the twins.

Kemia waved her hand to the soldiers around her and ordered, "Why are you still stupid? Go and untie the chains and remove the floating chains." Almost all of the remaining feathered soldiers were her direct subordinates, and most of them survived because she gave the order to retreat as soon as she realized that the situation was wrong. Now that they were given the order, they had to climb up the rocks with the chains and untie the hooks that held the cables in place.

Originally, she had planned to use the young dragon to negotiate with Deirlando, because she knew what the other party was chasing after her. My father must have gone down early to fulfill the contract to control the young dragons, and once the dragons were in his hands, those humans, elves, and giants would be vulnerable.

Unexpectedly, when she finally found Arnoyo and dragged her back from the battlefield, when she found here, her incompetent father had already been defeated by the other party. Looking at the young dragon with two heads, Diarlando is still so close, and it is obvious that the transfer of any contract has failed.

The Dreadhorn King, who was invincible half a day ago, is now like a defeated pheasant, with scattered feathers and dejected head, obviously having completely lost his fighting spirit.

And to make matters worse, he was bleeding profusely, and when he got closer, he could clearly see that his left shoulder had been torn off by some beast. Broken collarbones, eversion skin, pale muscles from blood loss. If it weren't for the strong body of the Feather Human Clan, such a serious injury would have killed him a long time ago.

"Oh, no, Daddy, what's wrong with you, why are you hurt so badly!" Arnoyo screamed and pounced, scrambling to pull out various bottles from his bosom, and then poured hemostatic powder onto the wound indiscriminately.

The Dreadnosaur King hissed cold air because of the pain of the wound coming into contact with the medicine powder, and after losing his spiritual pillar at this moment, the breath he was hanging on gradually dissipated. Consciousness gradually drifted away, and he was about to fall into a blissful coma just as he was glad, when he was pulled back by a new pain. He looked at his eldest daughter crying with mixed feelings, not knowing whether to be grateful or hateful to her.

At this moment, another group of people came down from the passage, and Diarlandor saw that it was Zoya and them, and hurriedly asked about the situation above.

It turned out that they were flying in the darkness on a spirit pelican, and they didn't even notice the city of Layati in a dark cloud not far away. If it weren't for the sudden attack of a pillar of fire, they would have almost passed by this sky castle.

The pillar of fire struck one of the pelican's wings, but fortunately the injuries were not serious, only half of the feathers at the end were burned. Although the Pelican's flight was not as smooth as before, and its speed was affected, they eventually rushed into the dark clouds under intensive artillery fire and found the flying city.

Zoya and Aunt Rum's defensive shield blocked most of the fire, but another shell that couldn't see the light of the fire caused unexpected trouble. It was a grey substance like a fishing net, and it was only launched when the pelican was very close to the city of Klayati. As soon as Dearlando saw it, he knew that the other party's secret weapon was out, and simply flew up to meet it, using his long sword to cut through the fishing nets.

After losing contact with Reeth, he was temporarily unable to summon the white magic sword, so before leaving, he drew a palace guard's long sword, and as soon as the long sword touched the fishing net, it was sticky. The slimy nets were not solid at all, but semi-liquid like glue, which immediately enveloped Diarlandor when they got in the way. (To be continued......)