Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 39: Kill the back row first in a team fight
Samantha's roar echoed through the hemlock hills, shaking the rock walls and causing them to fall into dust.

Including the right wing joint at the beginning, there were many poisoned crossbow arrows stuck in its body. The blue toxin spread all over its body. Combined with the curse of necromancy, weakness, numbness, and dullness continued to emerge from its body.

The alchemy workshop had long since become a ruin.

Boiling black oil spilled onto the ground, melting the sand and gravel into a glassy charred shell. The trunks of the hemlock trees were covered in claw marks, and the bark was scorched by the remaining flames of the dragon's breath.

Samantha's tail swept across the ledge, sending gravel flying like shotgun shells, clanking on the warrior's armor.

The necromancer's will-o'-the-wisp of a skeleton struck again, this time aiming for Samantha's eyes.

Samantha turned her head to dodge, but the blond warrior took the opportunity to rush forward and slashed the old wound on its forelimb with the door-panel sword. Dragon blood splattered, shining bright red in the moonlight.

"You lowly bugs!"

Samantha yelled.

The severe pain instead aroused the ferocity in the red dragon's blood. Samantha suddenly stood up, kicked the ground with her hind legs, jumped several meters high, and crashed into the blond warrior with her whole body weight.

Unfortunately, its movements are not standard enough and not fast enough.

His power is less than one tenth of Garros's.

The blond warrior rolled over and easily avoided Samantha's impact.

This mistake cost Samantha.

The caster's binding spell took the opportunity to fall and imprinted on Samantha's back.

It felt like it was suddenly carrying a mountain on its back, with its sharp claws sinking deeply into the rock, and for a moment it could hardly support its body.

The hook came through the air, the tip stuck between Samantha's dragon scales, and the other side was wrapped around the thick hemlock trunk by the wanderer.

Divine punishment!

The white-robed priest raised his palm high and then pressed it down. A thunder-like holy energy fell from the air and hit Samantha, causing her skin to be torn and flesh to be exposed, and emitting a burning smell of green smoke.

This kind of attack with holy attributes will cause double hostile damage to the dragon.

Samantha grimaced in pain and trembled violently.

The adventurers' attacks were like a violent storm, wave after wave, making it difficult for the young red dragon to withstand them.

The blond warrior raised his heavy sword at the same time, the runes on the blade shining brightly, and slashed towards Samantha's hind legs.

This ferocious attack was not aimed at Samantha's neck or other vital parts. The adventurers' attacks before this were rarely aimed directly at her life. The reason was simple: they wanted to capture the red dragon alive.

A living dragonet.

The value is several times higher than that of a dead dragonlet.

Thinking of the huge wealth that was about to come, the five people couldn't help but smile.

however.

Just as the sword was about to fall, it suddenly got dark above.

It was not clouds covering the moon, but some creature that blocked the light of the stars and the moon, casting a shadow on the ground, covering the dragon and the human who were fighting.

Samantha's tense face suddenly relaxed and she smiled.

"You despicable bugs, you all must die now."

it said.

A tense expression shifted to the adventurers' faces, and their smiles froze and disappeared.

Everyone heard the sound.

——It was like a thunderstorm rolling along the ground, or like steel being torn apart.

That was the blast of dragon wings tearing through the air, the sound of the airflow being torn apart by the feather-like scales on Garros's wing membrane as he dived at high speed. It was an extremely oppressive declaration of death.

"Dragon, there's another dragon! Everyone be careful! Haven, use the forbidden air spell!"

The blond warrior roared, looking up to meet the red iron dragon's eyes, darker than the night. A strong wind blew against him, sending his hair flying. The caster skillfully cast a spell to block the air.

This spell directly locks onto the target and is a guaranteed hit. The young dragon cannot be exempted due to its magic resistance. Once the magic energy on its wings is dispelled, its flight will be severely affected and it will lose balance.

Same as before with Samantha.

The intricate spell appeared directly on Garros's wings.

However, what the adventurers could not have imagined was that this young dragon, whose body was incomparably strong, seemed to be unaffected. It waved its huge and exaggerated dragon wings and continued to fly towards them at an extremely fast speed with an extremely agile posture.

The moment the black and red dragon shadow passed over the treetops, the dense branches broke at the roots and countless leaves rustled and danced wildly.

There was no time to think about why this happened.

Facing the dragon falling towards him like a meteorite, the blond warrior, like before, quickly rolled away from his original position to avoid the attack from the sky.

The black and red dragon shadow tilted its right wing at the same time, showing unparalleled agility.

It changed direction and did not chase the blond warrior, but suddenly came to the top of the caster's head.

A shadow enveloped his body.

The caster felt a tightness in his heart and almost forgot to breathe under the huge sense of oppression.

At the critical moment, the necklace around his neck suddenly lit up, triggering a protective spell.

Shield spell!
A translucent yellow shield wraps around the caster, protecting him inside.

Bang! With a dull thunderous sound, the shield shattered like an eggshell under Garros's claws. The caster's eyes were filled with despair, his vision completely obscured by the dragon's claws.

The ground then shook violently, the dust was lifted and spread by the air wave, and pieces of gravel were shot in all directions.

When the dust was blown away by the dragon's wings, a deep sunken pit was revealed.

Garros shook his body, shook off the gravel and dust on his body and jumped out of the pit.

The body embedded in the cracks at the bottom of the pit had decayed to the point where it was impossible to tell its gender or race, and it had merged with the soil.

Until then.

Looking at the red iron dragonfly whose scales looked like cast iron, the people who were attacked finally reacted and became tense.

The young dragon's attack was so swift and explosive that it completely exceeded their expectations, and it instantly eliminated the spellcaster in their team.

And now I think about it.

Its initial attack on the warriors was actually just a feint. Its target was very clear. It directly targeted the core spellcaster of the team and killed him in one fell swoop when he was caught off guard.

The spellcaster is not as good as the blond warrior in frontal combat.

But he is more important and crucial, and Samantha's frustration is mainly due to him.

On the other side, the blond warrior who rolled in vain stood up with an extremely solemn expression.

He raised his head slightly and took a deep breath. The magic stone embedded in the heart of his armor began to shine, and the surrounding runes also lit up.

The blond warrior gained greater strength, speed, reaction, and defense.

The price is to consume a precious magic stone.

"Evil dragon, die!"

The blond warrior roared, picked up the door panel sword, and rushed towards Garros.

Garros tensed his limbs, grinned at the blond warrior, then stomped on the ground, dodged an alchemical crossbow arrow, and pounced on the white-robed priest.

It's a team fight.

Kill the mage first, then the nurse.

Let this brave warrior live a little longer and stay until the end.

(End of this chapter)