The leaders were scorched and died on the spot. The rest were also set on fire. They howled and struggled, but soon they stopped moving. The Black Death leader set up a killing spree. He sent out far more beasts than these. More beasts and Black Death jackals were approaching. "What is that?" "Look at the sky. Something is flying in the sky." "Didn't they use the no-fly disc? How can something fly?" "The no-fly area formed by the no-fly disc is limited. It's beyond the limit there." "They seem to have thrown something down. It seems to be a stone. Watch out for falling rocks." The Black Death jackals noticed the movement in the sky and couldn't help but slow down their pace and began to observe the surroundings vigilantly. It's impossible for a third party to pass by such a temporary trap by coincidence.
The biggest possibility is that they are the people of the young red dragon. This is also a trap for them. They thought that the young red dragon who fell into their trap was a bait. Those rational jackals stopped, but the beasts didn't care about that at all, and continued to pounce on the young red dragon. "That's Erd! What they dropped was not stones, but flutter bombs. This is Erd's flight team of the Black Well Tribe. Damn it, those dog-headed people didn't cooperate with the copper dragon, but they fucking surrendered to this red dragon. I was fooled by him." Blood Claw, who was hiding far behind, recognized the identities of those little guys in the sky at a glance. It was because of a wave of high-altitude bombing that he found that there was nothing he could do, so he cancelled the idea of attacking the Black Well Tribe, and even didn't dare to go home, and hurriedly entered the migration state. Unexpectedly, he ran into it again this time. I can only say that the young red dragon's acting skills are really good. When he talked about the Black Well yesterday, the hatred in his expression and bones completely deceived him. After recognizing the identity of the dog-headed people of the Black Well Tribe, Blood Claw did not make it public, but sneaked out alone. He was smart and realized that no matter who won or lost, he would not get anything good. The young red dragon must have thought that he had framed him. In fact, before Nord suddenly appeared and swapped the treasure chest, he knew nothing about the dragon-slaying plan. Nord must have thought that he had teamed up with the young red dragon to frame him. Even if he didn't have this idea, he would have been seriously derelict in his duty. That madman would definitely not give up. He would just go all out and rebel against him. Nord brought so many elite black death gods out, and the camp must be empty. There were also a bunch of soldiers from various tribes who were forced to follow them like him. Many of them had a blood feud with the black death gods and had long been fed up with their crazy behavior. I believe it would not be difficult to coerce them. Thinking of this, Blood Claw ran even faster. Before Blood Claw ran too far, the sound of explosions and the howling of those beasts came from behind. Only this time, the howling of those beasts was no longer as violent as usual, but full of endless pain. The strong acid splashed by the explosion of a large number of vibration bombs was corroding their bodies.
Due to the existence of the no-fly magic. The Erd bombing team did not dare to fly too low and could not make accurate throws. They could only adopt carpet-style saturation bombing and dropped the two strong vibration bombs in their hands at once. This is a full 100 strong vibration bombs. Let alone other things, the cost alone is nearly 30,000 gold coins. 30,000 gold coins, thrown from the sky, can also kill a lot of people, and it is said to be made into an alchemical bomb. With the young red dragon as the center, the area of 300 to 400 meters is all within the bombing range, and even he is no exception. Two of them exploded directly beside him. Splashed all over, the dragon wings squeaked with burning. Although his body was in pain, the young red dragon was extremely happy in his heart. Because the hyenas and abyss jackals who tried to besiege him were in a more miserable situation. Those with lower health and worse luck were covered by the explosions of several vibration bombs and were directly sent away in one wave. Even those who were not sent away were corroded and jumped up and down, in great pain. At this moment, a slender figure appeared out of thin air next to the treasure chest. Roderick instinctively shuddered and almost blew a dragon's breath. But seeing the other person's appearance clearly, he stopped the car abruptly. It was the elegant lord Virginia. Could she want to. The young red dragon's eyes suddenly lit up. Sure enough, the next second, the treasure chest and the slender figure disappeared again-teleported directly. Roar! The young red dragon roared with pride. The invisible sense of restraint disappeared along with the disappearance of the treasure chest. The Eno black tentacles under his feet also turned into black mist again after the spell duration expired. Roderick flapped his wings and took off. Now the situation has reversed. You bunch of beasts who dared to plot against me, taste the dragon's wrath! The young red dragon turned around, swooped down from low altitude, and sent a flaming dragon breath to the area where the gnolls were most concentrated. If Blood Claw was the first escapee to find that something was wrong, then the black death god leader Nord was the second. Without interference, Nord was confident that he could pile up a young red dragon to death with those violent beasts.
Now that there are additional factors, whether it is an enemy or a friend, there is no such possibility. Retreating is the wisest thing. I can't care about anything else. Just wanting to withdraw is not that easy. The enemy also laid a dragnet for him. The surrounding area is densely packed with entangled green vines - entanglement techniques, dozens of entanglement techniques. I don’t know how many druids they used. But Nord had no choice but to rush into the entanglement area. At this moment, he tasted the pain of the young red dragon. With every step they took, animated vines tried to wrap around them. Just as one of the giant killing teeth broke off, a second and third one wrapped around it, the speed was terrifyingly slow. What's even more terrible is that another huge figure appeared in the sky - the red copper dragon. Damn it. Aren't metal dragons and chromatic dragons incompatible with each other? Aren’t these two dragons enemies of life and death? How could they appear together? Nord groaned in pain. If the two giant dragons were in a cooperative relationship, what they suffered today would not be unfair at all. Because he completely misjudged the opponent's strength. The red copper dragon was just hovering and had no intention of swooping down and launching an attack. This made Nord itch with hatred, because he had so much power but couldn't use it. In the entanglement technique, he barely managed to make it a hundred meters. The angry roar of the young red dragon could be heard behind him, and it was getting closer and closer. Obviously, the other party has escaped from trouble and is looking for revenge on him. Those two black tentacles of Ava from before probably pissed him off completely. Rodrick waited until his dragon breath recovered, and then he couldn't wait to swoop down. He wanted this bastard to taste the taste of fear. "Be careful, this guy is not in the right state." The devil half-elf's reminder sounded in the young red dragon's mind again, causing his dive action to falter. The tall and sturdy jackal man not only showed no sign of fear, but instead had a mysterious and crazy smile on his face. A lot of evil power is flowing towards him.
His body, which was already taller than that of an ordinary jackal, now looked even stronger and taller. Seeing that the young red dragon was a little hesitant, Nord stopped waiting and shouted: "My Lord's faith is immortal, and I am immortal, you bastard, pay the price!" boom! Nord exploded together with the giant killing fang on his crotch. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the leader of the Black Death turned himself into a humanoid bomb. The terrifying explosion force sprayed out his flesh, blood and bones. The young red dragon that swooped down was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. His head and face were smashed violently, and he was directly thrown away by the shock wave, spinning several times in the air. Thanks to Gavin's warning, otherwise when the dragon's breath was released, he would be half disabled even if he didn't die. "He's not dead yet, follow my bow." Gavin's voice sounded in Roderick's mind again. Buzz! There was a great bow tremor in the air. A sneaky Black Death Gnoll who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape was shot with an arrow. Although the young red dragon didn't know the meaning of what Gavin just said, he instinctively rushed towards the jackal. I learned smarter this time and didn't dare to get too close. A burst of flame dragon breath sprayed up, including the jackal and the unlucky ghosts around him. The jackal, who was the primary target of the attack, was found dead on the spot without even humming. The great bow trembled again. Locked in on another Gnoll. Roderick rushed forward without thinking. Only this time, the flame dragon breath was not used. It’s not that I don’t want to use it, it’s that I can’t use it. The dragon is not a perpetual motion machine and can use dragon breath endlessly. The young red dragon needs to sleep for at least one night to replenish the elements consumed in his body before he can use the flame dragon breath again. But his minions were not just for show. He chewed off the Jackal's head in one bite, and then spat it out with a sound. It's not that he's a picky eater and won't eat jackals. But the smell of this jackal was wrong. It had a strong fishy smell, which was the same as the demons in the abyss. Buzz! The big bow sounded again, guiding the young red dragon in the direction.
Once or twice is a coincidence, but three or four times is not. When the jackal was torn into pieces, he couldn't help but shout at the copper dragon in the sky, "How did you find out?" The sound made by the jackal scared the young red dragon. That was the voice of the Nord who played self-destruct earlier. Gavin's sarcastic voice came from the back of the copper dragon, "Using the devil's soul to be reborn under a shell is not a great skill. Let's kill all the abyssal gnolls here and see if you can be reborn." ” Gavin said it in an understatement. In fact, he was highly focused, carefully sensing the fluctuations of the demonic power, and looking for the opponent's next target. No wonder this jackal war group named Black Death, just like the invincible Xiaoqiang, still reappears repeatedly after being wiped out by the cooperation of those strong men. This brother of the gnoll monk Flynn is no longer a gnoll in the strict sense, but a demon who sacrificed his soul to the demon lord and gained special powers. These jackals who have been infused with the power of the abyss are usually alone. But once Nord died, they might become his prey, and he would eat their souls and replace them. If he was not a psychic, and if he had not been very sensitive to the soul through the dragon oak dream, he might have let Nord slip away. Now that he was targeted, it would not be so easy. This possession and soul-stealing obviously has a distance limit. Otherwise, Nord could just return to the Black Death Camp and seize the body of the Abyss Jackal there, without having to jump back and forth among these Abyss Jackals. And every time he took over a body, his power would be weakened by one point. This is the material plane, not the abyss. The longer the demon soul is exposed, the more power it will dissipate. Slowly, Nord got a little impatient.