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Chapter 522: Anxious Air Battle

Benister also saw the thunderstorm at this moment, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely ugly.

As the first group of islanders to notice the existence of Thunderstorm, the Lum tribe had a deep understanding of this flying dragon. Thunderstorm was a pure black flying dragon, and its speed had absolute dominance over the sky. If the Lum tribe could subdue it, they would have enough strength to compete with the hunters in the Misty Islands.

Since the moment they discovered Thunderstorm, the Rum tribe has been doing their best to prepare for capturing this powerful dragon. They sent a large number of people to track Thunderstorm's movements, painstakingly researched a set of tactics specifically for dealing with this high-speed dragon, and even spared no expense to create a series of sophisticated equipment to match this tactic.

In terms of speed, among all flying dragons, none can match Thunderstorm. The wise men of the Rumu tribe came up with a brilliant idea - to create a wind element confinement belt. Once successfully deployed, this confinement belt can effectively restrict Thunderstorm, which relies on the wind element to fly. With the help of the wind field channel opened up by the wind field control technique, the flying dragon knights of their own side can capture Thunderstorm in time.

The reason why the "Number" attacked this time was because the spies of the Rum tribe discovered that thunderstorms were unusually active in this airspace these days. Upon receiving the news, Benister immediately led his team to drive the "Number" here, preparing to set a trap and wait for the thunderstorm to fall into his trap.

However, they did not wait for the news of the thunderstorm, but unexpectedly discovered the "Flying".

Whether the thunderstorm would appear was an unknown and uncertain thing. In fact, before this, the tribe's spies had discovered traces of thunderstorms many times, and Benister would drive the "Numerology" to attack, but each time he returned empty-handed.

Between the uncertain thunderstorm and the already appeared white dragon, he did not hesitate at all and decisively chose the white dragon. It was because of this that the situation developed into what it is now.

Benest could never have imagined that the thunderstorm would actually appear, and by coincidence, it crashed into the wind field control range of the "Number" . At this moment, fate once again put a choice in front of Benest: should he continue to pursue the white dragon, or turn to capture the thunderstorm?
He still did not hesitate at all, for he knew in his heart that if he missed this opportunity, there might never be another such chance again.

Benister made a decision in an instant, and the tacit understanding between him and the knight made the golden dragon give up the attack on Mirika and turn around to rush towards the thunderstorm. At the same time, the magicians on the "Numerology" also quickly cooperated and gave the wind field at the right time to create favorable conditions for capturing the thunderstorm.

The four dragon knights who came with Benister immediately made their own decisions. Two of them attacked Mirika and Helot in an almost suicidal manner to buy time to capture the thunderstorm. The other two dragon knights skillfully controlled the dragons and intercepted the thunderstorm along the opened wind field channel according to the tactics they trained in daily life.

The thunderstorm at this time was confusing.

It originally just noticed the noise of a fight here, and out of curiosity, it wanted to come over to join in the fun.

Normally, it always likes to show off its unparalleled speed. Whenever it sees people who discover it screaming in surprise at its speed, it feels an indescribable pleasure. Even the thunder that resounds through the sky is released intentionally by it. It just likes the feeling of controlling the sky and enjoying the feeling of all flying creatures desperately chasing after it but always being unable to catch up.

However, this time it encountered an unexpected situation. The wind element in this airspace was imprisoned, and the silky smooth feeling of flying in the sky disappeared instantly. At this moment, it seemed to be deeply trapped in a sticky liquid. Every time it flapped its wings, it had to withstand huge air resistance, and its flying speed dropped sharply and uncontrollably.

And danger is coming quietly.

Thunderstorm sensed the danger and flapped its wings quickly and vigorously, trying to escape from this terrible wind element confinement field. However, the golden dragon was too fast and approached as fast as lightning.

The moment Helot saw the thunderstorm, he made a decision in his mind: "Milka, protect the thunderstorm!"

At the moment when Benister was driving the flying dragon to change direction, Mirika reacted almost at the same time. She was like an arrow shot from a bow, suddenly speeding up and launching a fierce interception at the golden flying dragon rushing towards the thunderstorm. Her speed was so fast that the pair of white wings behind her were pulled into a blurred shadow.

As she gradually approached the golden dragon's flight path, Mirika swiftly swung out a sword without hesitation, trying to force the golden dragon to slow down with this fierce blow.

Benister, facing the sword blade that Mirika was slashing at him diagonally, had no intention of slowing down. He just quickly erected a magic shield on the side, intending to withstand this powerful slash. At this time, the location of the thunderstorm was at the edge of the wind field control range. Benister knew that he had to stop the thunderstorm that was about to fly away at any cost.

Dang! The sword energy hit the shield heavily, and powerful energy burst out instantly. Part of the energy penetrated the shield and directly hit the golden dragon's body. The violent collision made the golden dragon hum involuntarily, and at the same time, it completely aroused its anger. However, Benister held the reins tightly, constantly issuing instructions to appease the angry dragon. At this moment, intercepting the thunderstorm is the primary goal, and any degree of interference must be ignored.

Mirika continued to intercept, and as the distance was rapidly shortened, she raised her sword again, ready to give the golden dragon a fatal blow. However, the supporting dragon knight had already arrived at the corresponding position and quickly shot a crossbow at Mirika. But Mirika chose to ignore the approaching crossbow and used her sword skills to the fullest. This sword was incredibly powerful, and the sword energy it pulled out was even greater than before. On the sharp blade outside the moon arc, a blazing white holy flame burned.

This attack could not be blocked by Benister's defensive magic. If he didn't want to be hit, he had to give up intercepting the thunderstorm.

However, Benister stopped the golden dragon from instinctively dodging and continued to rush along its flight path. Everything had to give way to capturing the thunderstorm.

Facing the Holy Fire Blade, Benister continued to use defensive spells to resist. The blade hit the shield, and a stream of Holy Fire penetrated in the form of a sharp blade. The golden dragon raised its head towards the sharp blade, and a layer of magic halo wrapped around the dragon's horn. The sharp blade hit, cutting off one of the dragon's horns, and then cutting a hole in the dragon's head.

Blood spurted out.

The burning of the holy fire made the golden flying dragon scream in pain, but it still did not slow down and continued to intercept the thunderstorm.

Mirika faced four crossbow arrows, and although she reacted quickly and barely dodged three, the last one still pierced through her abdomen. Golden light was emitted by the crossbow arrows that passed through, and the magic-breaking properties attached to the crossbow arrows interfered with the healing of her wounds like a curse.

Milica endured the severe pain, steadied her body that was slightly displaced by the collision, and quickly cast an emergency healing spell on herself. Without any pause, she continued to chase the golden dragon.

At this time, Helot was fully engaged in dealing with the fierce attacks of the two flying dragons. When he saw Mirika being shot by an arrow, he knew in his heart that he had to do something.

He immediately adopted a full defensive stance and rapidly deployed a series of defensive spells to protect himself tightly.

Helot endured the crossbow arrows and the blazing dragon breath, his eyes fixed on the thunderstorm in the distance. At this moment, the thunderstorm was a little far away from him, and Helot secretly estimated in his heart that he should be able to reach it.

Then, golden light shot out from Helot's eyes.

Although the beam became a little dim due to the distance consumed at the end of the flight, it finally shone on the thunderstorm accurately.

Helot passed the information to Thunderstorm: "This is the wind element confinement field. You can't outfly the golden dragon that wants to catch you. If you want to escape, you must first support the angel who is saving you."

Thunderstorm sensed this special information and slowly turned its head to look in the direction of Helot.

The information was delivered successfully.

Judging from its actions, it is obviously extremely spiritual!
At this moment, Lei Bao was still unclear about who was passing the message in his ear, but he knew very well that in this wind element confinement field, in his current state, he could not fly faster than the golden flying dragon that he usually disdained.

More importantly... there are angels here?

Following the guidance of the information, Thunderstorm saw Milika and noticed the golden light emanating from the wound on her abdomen. It didn't know if Milika was a real angel, but it was certain that Milika was definitely not a human being, and she was indeed risking her life to intercept the golden flying dragon!

Thunderstorm knew very well what terrible consequences he would face if he was caught. At this critical moment, he made a decision as quickly as possible and resolutely turned back and rushed towards the golden dragon.

Helot saw the action of Thunderstorm and passed the message again: "I have mastered the rules of opening the wind field channel. I can guide you to use the wind field channel in the wind field confinement area."

Since the beginning of the battle, Helot has relied on his profound magical attainments to conduct an in-depth analysis of the wind field control technique. Up to now, although it is still impossible to fully calculate the underlying magic logic, it is still possible to track the wind field channel using the information that has been obtained.

However, he was not sure whether it would be possible to achieve accurate interaction at such a long distance during this first collaboration with Thunderstorm.

He thought silently in his heart: I hope your intelligence matches your pure color. Thunderstorm faced the golden flying dragon and entered the battlefield.

Helot continued to pass information to it, but since there was no prior communication between the two parties, the provision of this information was like a game of "I gesture and you guess".

During the first positioning, as expected, the thunderstorm did not successfully enter the wind field channel.

The golden dragon seized the opportunity and rushed to the front of the thunderstorm like a golden meteor. It turned over flexibly in the air, completed a difficult turn and climb, and then quickly changed its flying posture, and in the blink of an eye it was directly above the thunderstorm. The golden dragon stretched out its sharp claws, ready to capture the thunderstorm. Its claws were equipped with special grappling hooks, which were shining coldly and could easily pierce the hard armor plates on the dragon's shoulders.

Thunderstorm sensed the danger above, and it clumsily turned its body, trying to give the golden dragon a powerful breath of dragon. However, the golden dragon relied on its flexible displacement to cleverly keep its back to Thunderstorm, making Thunderstorm's attack intention fail. In this airspace where the wind element was imprisoned, without the help of the wind element, the dragon's flexibility was even worse than that of an ordinary bird.

Just when the golden flying dragon's claws were about to hook the thunderstorm, Milika arrived in time.

"Holy protection!"

Seeing this, Helot immediately conveyed a message to Thunderstorm: Take protection!

Thunderstorm understood Helot's instructions, and quickly opened its body protection to Mirika. Instantly, a powerful holy energy surged into its body, and quickly gathered into a shining light armor piece on the scales on its back.

The golden dragon's claws hit the armor plate heavily, and there was only a loud "bang", but it did not break the dragon's already hard back scales. Thunderstorm took this opportunity to quickly slow down and successfully separated from the golden dragon.

Milika rushed forward and continued to intercept the golden flying dragon.

Helot's information was delivered again in time: the wind field channel has changed, prepare to receive positioning, it would be better not to make mistakes this time.

Based on the direction of the thunderstorm, Helot adjusted the pheromones to be delivered this time. At the same time, as his analysis of wind field control techniques continued to deepen, the pheromones delivered became more accurate.

This time, the thunderstorm received the information and crashed into the wind field channel.

The joy of regaining control of the sky instantly surged into his heart, and he could not help but let out a high-pitched and passionate dragon roar. However, due to the sudden acceleration, he lost control and rushed out of the wind field channel again.

The positioning information was quickly sent to Thunderstorm's perception again, and at the same time, Helot's reminder was added: This wind field channel is opened for the golden dragon, and you must use the golden dragon's flying rhythm, not yours.

Thunderstorm chirped again, indicating that it had received the message. Then, it crashed into the wind farm channel again.

This time, Thunderstorm restrained its usual lightning speed, and with a sly grin on its face, it launched a sneak attack on the golden dragon fighting Mirika. The free wind pushed its body in the wind field channel, gradually increasing its speed. This time, it did not make the usual sound of breaking through the air, but cleverly used the vacuum space it opened up to gather all the sounds, like a killer hiding in the dark, quietly approaching the target.

With the same technique, Thunderstorm suddenly appeared behind the golden dragon like a ghost. It stretched out its sharp claws and fiercely grabbed Benister, and at the same time, it spewed out a breath of dragon's breath.

Everything happened so fast!

Benister never thought that the wind field channel he carefully arranged could be captured by a thunderstorm.

The dragon knight who was supporting nearby saw this thrilling scene and wanted to sound the alarm, but it was too late.

In the wind field, Thunderstorm's movements were too fast. Even if it slowed down its speed, its agility was still far beyond that of the golden flying dragon.

Benister felt that he lost sight of the thunderstorm in a flash, and then he felt the danger approaching from above.

At this time, the benefits of not using the buckle belt were reflected. Benister reacted very quickly. He turned over and left the dragon saddle in an instant, and with his superb riding skills, he narrowly avoided the dragon claws of Thunderstorm. After receiving Benister's instructions, the golden flying dragon quickly moved sideways and cleverly dodged the dragon breath of Thunderstorm.

Then, it turned over again and left the attack range of the thunderstorm. Benister saw the opportunity and sat back in the dragon saddle.

After stabilizing himself, Benister noticed a faint glow on Leibao's body. Following the source of the light, Benister's gaze finally landed in the direction of Helot.

He was secretly amazed in his heart that such precise positioning of magical information communication could be achieved over such a long distance. What kind of monster is this human holy wizard!

Moreover, the fact that the thunderstorm can enter its own wind field channel must be related to this human sacred wizard.

What a dangerous guy.

After confirming that it was Helot who was directing the thunderstorm, Benister uttered a sharp whistle and issued a death order to his two subordinates, requiring them to kill this human sacred wizard immediately.

After receiving the order, the two dragon knights who were attacking Helot no longer used crossbows and dragon breath for long-range attacks, but directly drove the dragons and flew towards Helot.

The defense system held up by Helot was broken continuously under this fierce attack, forcing him to divert his attention to deal with the two flying dragons approaching.

Because Lei Bao did not receive Helot's positioning information, he accidentally fell out of the channel when the wind field channel changed.

The battle fell into a fierce and tense state.

The crews of the Numerology and Flight watched the fierce battle in the sky and wanted to help, but there was nothing they could do.

At this time, Kolusha came back.

She was riding the white dragon Albert, and in front of her was a three-colored flying dragon.

The three-colored flying dragon looked extremely tired, flapping its wings feebly, as if it would fall from the sky at any moment. However, driven by the white dragon behind it, it had no choice but to continue flying.

Then she saw the battlefield of the aerial battle; the "Flying" that had made an emergency landing on the sea; and the "Numerology" in the farther airspace.

She didn't know what happened here, but the strange scene made her not rush into this airspace. She let the three-colored dragon go, lowered the white dragon's flight altitude and continued to slow down, using the reflection of the sea surface to hide her figure, and then dived into the sea at a suitable distance.

The flying dragon was still very agile underwater, and soon climbed up the edge of the ship and onto the deck of the Flying.

“First mate!” Klusha jumped onto the bridge from the white dragon’s back and picked up the telescope to look at the battlefield in the sky: “Tell me what happened… That’s, that’s, that’s a thunderstorm!”

(End of this chapter)