Suddenly, the little red dragon with a large proportion of black dragon is almost incontinent. The dark and narrow eyes of the black dragon stare at the small red beast in front of them with contempt, and the orc red dragon roars back and forth, but it clearly realizes that this new guy is not on its side.
We may be finished, my fairy lady
The black dragon stretched its wings and made a low laugh from the huge dragon mouth, which woke Wen Leisa. She once again looked at the metal plating, and the metal was almost wrapped in the black dragon. The dragon was born with natural Long Lin, but it was difficult to break through. So this dragon actually wore armor to protect himself. What kind of metal is this armor?
The answer soon comes to alloy, which is impenetrable and very powerful, and my dragon will endure the pain of being embedded in alloy.
Death wing WenReSa low said death wing.
In the fairy tales, a long time ago, there were five great dragons representing mysterious power. Some of them claimed that the red Alexetasa symbolized the true meaning of life, while the dragons knew little about it. The elves had already felt their influence on different occasions, but the elf elders never revealed their secrets.
However, among the dragons, it has been well known. Before other dragons, it has told the world in its own way. Although it belongs to its own name first, in order to better despise those weak and similar people around it, it chose Death Wing as its own title. Death Wing destroyed the world built by elves, humans and dwarves as much as possible. Even the oldest elves don’t know what drove Death Wing to do so.
In private, the elves gave it another name, frgenaas, which is a short name but contains more meanings. Chaos and anger say that Alextasa represents the true meaning of life, and the death wing interprets the destructive power
Today, however, it is such a dragon that flies in front of them as if it were protecting them in its own way. Of course, the Death Wing may not have paid attention to Wenresa. This red dragon is its biggest rival because the Death Wing hates other colors and is similar to other dragons. When it meets them, it will be torn up without mercy.
It’s an incredible scene. Uh, Farstad muttered, my death wing is dead
Rangers feel the same way. Not long ago, the parliament of kirin tor joined forces with the best human wizards and the best elf allies. They claimed to end the threat of the Death Wing, and the former Death Wing asked the goblins to embed alloy armor in its body, which did not protect it from witchcraft in that battle. It fell and fell.
But now it’s clear that it’s spreading its wings again.
The war with the orcs suddenly became a trivial matter. Compared with the death wing Katz, the remnants of the orc roots in Mo Dan are nothing.
The red dragon shows that the male is angrily dying. The wing hisses and bites the red dragon’s mouth, which has entered the attack range of the black dragon. However, I don’t know why, because it clenched its left front paw and it was as close to its body as possible, it waved its tail to draw the red dragon away from the enemy. As it lashed and stumbled, Long Lin alloy seemed to be melted by the flame, and it was filled with a large number of blood vessels and radiated to its throat and trunk. Every time the dragon roared from its mouth. In order to shine brightly, it is said that it is really dangerous to burn blood vessels like fire. Some people say that it is an acidic secretion, but generally words are flames.
Either way, it means death.
His mount is out of control. The orc is not much better than a stupid pig. Farstad shook his head and said
Another Griffin was so close that Wenresa was out of sight of the dragon, but she didn’t find the figure of Molok Ronin in the Griffin who had just leaned over. In fact, there are only four dwarves left in their Griffin team.
Where is the mage? She asked the other dwarves where he was.
Molok is dead, and one of the dwarves reported to Farstad.
His mount was floating on the sea.
Compared with their short bodies, dwarves are incredibly powerful, but they are relatively dense. It is really difficult for them to float. Other dwarves in Farstad have gone to the dead Griffin floating on the sea to search for all clues about the fate of Molok.
But Ronin is human, so whether he is alive or dead, he should be able to float on the water for a longer time. Wenresa seized this slim hope and asked the mage, have you seen the mage?
I think the answer is obvious. Farstad, the elf lady, looks back at this and says.
She bit her lip tightly and knew that he was telling the truth. At this point, there were enough problems. Now it seems that everything has been decided. However, even if Ronin magic did not help him escape from the water, it should be quite eye-catching that he hit the water and caused a splash.
At this thought, Wenresa couldn’t help looking at the water, but found another red dragon floating on the water. Some of the bodies must have been attacked by the red dragon, which led to the death of Ronin Molok. Now she hopes that it will not be painful for the two of them at that moment.
Farstad, what should we do now? One of the dwarves asked.
Farstad touched Ziba’s Death Wing. It won’t be a dwarf friend. There is no doubt that when it kills the little red dragon, it will attack us. It takes less than 100 storm hammers to destroy it in its lair. We should go back and tell others what we have seen.
Other dwarves agreed with his suggestion, but it is obvious that Wenresa can’t give up Farstad Ronin so easily. Yes, he may be dead, but he is still alive and floating on the sea, and he still needs our help.
You are so stupid. If I may say so, Ms. Elf, no one can survive falling from that height, that is, he is a mage.
Please search the sea again before we leave, and we can’t find him again. Then her execution of the mage will end, and her guilt will stay in her heart for a long time, and the ranger will not do anything else.
Farstad frowned and his soldiers looked at him as if he would spend some more time here.
All right, Farstad roared, but you, you, he ordered the other dwarves to return first. My elves will chase you soon, but something happened that prevented us from going back. You must let others know that the Death Wing has reappeared.
So the rest of the dwarves urged their Griffin to fly west to Farstad, and let their Griffin dive to the sea again. However, just as they flew to the sea quickly, a loud noise made the elf dwarves involuntarily look to the head.
The Red Dragons of the Death Wing roared at each other, screaming louder and louder every time. Both dragons lit up their paws and their huge tails attacked each other crazily. The crimson stripes of the Death Wing were terrifying and unimaginable, and it looked like the devil.
The dwarf explained that they were about to fight. I really want to know what’s going on in that orc’s mind now.
Wenresa doesn’t have time to care about any orcs. Once again, she focuses her attention on finding Ronin. When the Griffin flies a few yards above the sea, she searches for traces of human beings in vain. The desperate ranger knows very well that the Griffin’s body is twisted not far from them. Dead or alive, the mage must be somewhere nearby unless he magically sends himself to a place far from danger.
Farstad’s mouth was grumbling, and he clearly realized that it was just a wave when they were there.
Give me a little more.
Another savage roar brought them back to their sight. The battle between the two dragons was as expected. The red dragon tried to bypass the death wing from the side, but it was suspected that the huge body of the black dragon was a great obstacle. The death wing wing bat was like a wall. The red dragon crossed the red dragon and tried to burn the wing bat with fire, but what harm did the death wing do to it by flapping its wings?
Of course, while trying to burn the opponent, the red dragon also showed its flaws. The wing closest to the death wing easily became the target of attack, but the death wing once again tightened its left paw and shrank it to its chest, so its tail was drawn towards the red dragon and it was far away from itself.
The Death Wing was not injured, but why did it retreat?
By the way, it must be like that. We stopped looking for Farstad. Before shouting, I decided that the mage was dead. I’m sorry about that. Now we must leave before we become his associates.
The elf thought it was just a long talk, but she saw that the death wing attack was really strange. The death wing attacked its limbs except its left paw, but its left paw was always close to its body.
What did WenReSa say? Why did you do this?
The Farstad elves were talking to themselves, so they replied, because we can’t find anything here but to die. Farstad has never been afraid of death. He belongs to himself more than those armor that disgust him.
