In the already empty vault wasteland, the wails were incessant, and the red flames reflected the dark areas that had not seen the light of day all year round like the day on the surface.

Although the power of the dragon's breath was comparable to that of several tons of TNT bombs detonating at the same time, it was only the group that pounced on Levi who died directly from the explosion, and a small number of gnolls and ogres who were unable to squeeze in due to their size still survived, but even if they survived, it was not easy to feel good.

Most of them were bleeding and dizzy from the terrifying shock wave brought by the explosion at close range, some of them were directly missing arms and legs, and even the slightly intact body surface was more or less burned by the high temperature, full of translucent thick bubbles, which looked extremely penetrating.

Except for the Dillo dwarves who were separated from the battlefield by the goblins not far away, they were also shocked by this terrifying killing for a while, and their faces were full of horror, but because the black dragon master was still there, they didn't dare to enter for a while, and they couldn't escape, so they could only stare at the source of the terror that caused all this.

In his heart, he had already made a decision, once the master wanted them to go up and fight this evil dragon, even if they were at risk of being chased by the black dragon in the dark area, they would not say a word and prepare to defect.

This is simply not a terrifying existence that a fragile race like theirs can contend with!

It must be the bastard of Tiamat the Evil Scale!

So, as Levi's words fell, all eyes focused on the black dragon Kang Gevian, who was also a little stunned.

At this moment, Kangvian flapped his heavy wings like this, maintaining a funny flying posture and hovering in mid-air, as if he was a little angry because of Levi's provocation, but he was a little worried because of Levi's terrifying strength.

But after seeing Levi's body covered with charred black blood, he must have thought that no matter how strong this red dragon was, after such a fierce wheel battle, it was not impossible to fight head-on after suffering such a heavy injury after such a fierce wheel battle, and after using up his precious scorching breath.

The final victor is still him, the future Red Dragon Enslaver, Kangvian!

An inexplicable self-confidence, rising with something called determination, made him look like he was at this moment the same crown of the dark conspirator of King's Landing, Kangvian.

"What a pity, Tiberius, you have made a very unwise choice, and now I will let you know!!!

The dragon roars in the sky.

At the same time, a stream of acid regurgitated and entered his mouth, which made both of his cheeks bulge, and it looked rather funny.

However, just as he was about to use acid breath to teach the other party a cold heart, he saw a little bit of blazing fire condense in Levi's mouth again, and a pair of huge eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and the figure suspended in mid-air instantly lost its balance and plunged downward.

"How is this possible! How can he breathe a second time in a short time! This is not magic!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

The sudden imbalance made him swallow most of the acid that had just come up, choking himself half to death, and the acid that was leaked from his mouth was sprinkled like acid rain.

It's bad luck for the Dillo dwarves below him.

Wherever the acid was drenched, it was like pouring concentrated sulfuric acid, and black smoke came out of Ziz, and the dwarves in pain rolled on the ground and fled.

However, it was their master, the Black Dragon, who fled faster than them.

Xu is force is too strong, his wings are crooked and slanted in mid-air several times to fan hard, and in the chaos of magic power, he broke a certain dwarven-thin stalagmite in the dome, and after letting out an unconcealable cry of pain, he turned into a black shadow in the sky at an extremely embarrassing but incomparable speed, and at the same time, a shameful order came from afar:

"Witherhammer, I command you to stop the red dragon for me! Yes... My head...", it sounded like it was because he had smashed another pillar of rock when he turned around and said something harsh.

"Listen to him with Grian's hammer! If he dares to trouble us, go back and go straight to his mother Savian and sue him! Can't knock him down on that black iron skull! What are you doing stupidly! Run separately!!"

And the Dwarf named Dry Hammer was not stupid, he directly let out a fart when the other party farted, waved the hammer in his hand, and fled towards the tunnel at the end of the wasteland, and the dwarves who could run behind him also tried to drag their injured companions and scatter in all directions, faintly three points faster than when they came.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, except for the gnolls and ogres who were badly injured in the wasteland and couldn't run away and could only wail in despair, only Levi, who was also sluggish, was left.

He knew his own state that Levi didn't have the ability to breathe a second time in a short period of time, it was just an illusion created by his residual magic power, and he originally chose to fight hand-to-hand hard steel head-on just to bet that the black dragon would not dare to spray with his dragon breath.

But he didn't expect this black dragon to be so thunderous, three points faster than the speed at which he escaped from the kobold's hot pot back then, which really made Li Wei rise his posture.

But at such a huge price, he lured the other party out, but failed to leave this damn black dragon behind, which made Levi, who had been affected by some of the dragon's stingy concepts, feel like he had made a loss-making deal.

A gust of wind blew due to the uneven temperature of the air convection, and the flames in Levi's slightly open mouth were extinguished, but he was still angry in his heart, and he couldn't help but spit fragrance at the back of the black dragon in the distance:

"Black dragon bastard! Get back to me if there's a kind!Canvian! I Tiberius remembered, I'll come to your mother's door another day!F**K!!"

After releasing his resentment that he had not been able to capture the black dragon slave and specimen, Levi also flapped his wings a few times, and then flew crookedly into the air, and then paddled a strange and irregular flight curve, and when he reached the river bank, he gathered his wings and plunged into it, as if he was going to take a good bath.

And just after Levi left, the slow-coming slime army from the riverbank arrived belatedly and began their battlefield harvest.

I saw dozens or hundreds of slimes gathered into a huge type of slime, jumping and smashing all the survivors and corpses on the battlefield into the stomach, not even letting go of the moss on the ground, and the place where it passed was desolate.

Almost every big slime has a Kotao fish-man roaming in it, and when it tries to resist, it wields its coral harpoon and stabs it at the throat of the other party, and the injured can only stare wide-eyed and cover their throat and kick their legs in vain until the soul returns to Bato's hell.

At the same time, the lords of the entire Vault Wasteland silently watched this picture in an eerie silence, as if a tacit decision had drawn the dragon into the invasion blacklist.

Some lords who were too close were beginning to consider whether they should change their territory as soon as possible, so as not to suffer an unwarranted disaster for the dragon's territorial expansion in the future.

In short, whoever likes to provoke and who provokes, they will never mix.

Only a group of drow elves who happened to collect taxes in the nearby dwarf gathering place looked at this scene with an excited expression, as if in their opinion, the stronger the red dragon that suddenly appeared in the dark region, the better, after all, no matter how strong he was, he was still a young dragon who seemed to be a little bit worse in his youth.

The only reason he was so strong was that his opponents were too weak and there was no battlefield for high-level professionals, and the dragon was a natural life harvester.

"Send a message back immediately, and send a team of spider drows over, and the mistress will gladly accept this gift. ”