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As the natural king in the magical creature, the dragon has its own inviolable dragons!

As soon as he appeared, the first feeling that the 3rd-order Thunder Dragon brought to the Wizards in the field was a very aggressive feeling of oppression.

Staying with such a dragon, even if Mary, who has never been afraid of it, can't help but have some breathing. After all, as the upper layer of the food chain, the mighty spirit of the dragon is not a small vampire can bear.

And the dragon man Zhacha is obviously the direct line of this 3rd-order brontosaurus, and has the other's philanthropy. So in the face of the rolling Longwei, its performance is much better than all the wizards present.

From the moment I saw the appearance of the Thunder Dragon, the Dragon Man Zhacha leaned down half-body, two front legs covered with Blue Lin bent, crouched on the ground, and gave a sincere respect to his master.

And a few wizards gathered around Zhacha, looking pale at the horrible brontosaur that was covered in electric light, and for a time did not know what to do.

In the dark, some wizards are ready to flee at any time.

After all, Grim and theirs are only loose partnerships and not very close contractual links. In the case of mutual interests, they do not mind contributing their own strength to Grim. But once faced with a hopeless battle, no wizard can be as generous as a loyal warrior or knight.

Instead, it is a glimpse of each other, and each escapes the most in line with the nature of the wizard!

In the face of a third-order top-level creature with full oppression, even Grimm will converge on the spillover of energy fluctuations, re-take back the flame enchantment and high-temperature fields, and singularly greet each other.

With the horrible fangs and claws, several pieces of magical machinery were torn into pieces. The proud and powerful Thunder Dragon stood upright and half-legged, and the neck fluttered with a sorghum and sharp dragon. This is where the forepaws landed and reached the front of Zhacha with a firm and steady pace.

"Zhacha, what's going on? Your dragon man scouts the squad? Who are these guys? Why do I smell a disgusting witchcraft on them?..." I met, leilongam Sis asked too many questions in one breath.

And it was lowering the body, and the huge nose was smothered in front of Grimm and sniffed a few times, and immediately rang a loud nose. As for its huge amber-shaped erect, it transmits the fluorescence visible to the naked eye, and it quickly scans the people inside.

Real vision!

This is also a gift instinct of the high-end dragon, able to see through the natural camouflage and spell deception of low-level creatures, directly to see their soul source.

So... it is very difficult to deceive a dragon!

As for the tricks of the tricky dragons circulating in many planes, most of them are aimed at low-intellectual mixed-race dragons or some young-fashioned dragons. And when they really face an adult dragon with a terrible dragon and a terrible real vision, the bards who are screaming at the lotus flower are afraid that they will not be able to spit out even the words, let alone be flexible and deceive one. An old monster that has lived for thousands of years.

"Witches...you are wizards!" Without anyone's introduction, with only a real vision, Rayon Arms can see the souls of the people present at a glance.

The wizard is a powerful creature that has been known for a long time in the multiverse, and it has almost been compared to the reputation of the dragon.

If the dragon is a powerful lion and tiger, then the wizard is insidious, plus evil and vicious wild wolves. They wandered in vain in the air, and invaded the low planes everywhere. In many places, there have been numerous conflicts or battles with the dragons.

As a powerful monster king, the dragon is simply a treasure trove of mobile resources. Its scales, its flesh and blood, its bones, its spinal cord, its bones, its dragon crystals, its skin, its minions... everything on the dragon, it’s great for the wizards. Collectible treasures.

If there is a chance, the wizards will never let go of a single dragon that appears in their own sight!

In the same way, the dragon has no good impression of the wizard who has enough strength to hunt his companions. Once you are outside the domain, as long as time and space allow, killing the other party to death is the most common scene.

Therefore, seriously speaking, the wizard and the dragon should belong to two completely opposing enemy camps!

When the 3rd-order Rayon Arms explored the special witchcraft atmosphere in the crowd, immediately a huge mouth, a group of disc-sized Thundercloud storms began to gather quickly in its throat. If there are no accidents, perhaps the next second terrible thunderstorm will burst out in the wizarding group, killing these small and humble poachers in the bud.

With the talent of the 3rd-order Thunder Dragon, it is not surprising that a small group of wizards in front of the group is destroyed. Of the six wizards, perhaps only the second-order Grimm can hold for a few more seconds, so that it needs to make up a claw or a bite. As for the other 1st-level wizards, there is no possibility of survival at all!

In the face of the coercion of the dragon, the present wizards felt that their thoughts seemed to be filled with a large basin of paste, and that both the thinking problem and the body reaction were ten times slower than usual. Therefore, I suddenly saw the thunder and lightning of Lei Long, and several wizards could not help but retreat. They were waiting for the thunderstorm.

"Adults, our enemies are not them!" The half-floating dragon man Zhacha shouted loudly: "The indigenous goblin has successfully turned himself into a 3rd-order stranger, the magical arm of its manipulation. Brought us a lot of trouble..."

The dragon's semi-erect body suddenly stagnate.

Its narrow head was slightly deflected, and the amber-shaped mullion was swept through the dragon man Zhacha, confirming that it was not charmed by the enemy and did not lie. This hesitated a moment, put away the fighting stance, and also removed the small thunderstorm that circled the throat.

Such violent and unparalleled energy fluctuations can also be said to withdraw and withdraw!

Grimm wiped his sweat slightly in the back, and for the first time he was envious of the talented instinct of the dragon.

Seriously, the dragon is like a blood wizard in the wizarding camp.

They don’t need to walk around the world like a human wizard to gather knowledge and resources. The two things they do most in their lives are to go out and rob the wealth of the world of the plane, and then eat a full meal and return to their nest to sleep sweetly inside.

And their strength is through continuous eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating to gain growth.

You can be blunt to say that the moment the dragon is born, the knowledge and strength it needs is imprinted in its blood and soul. As long as it gains the growth of the body's strength through the dragon meditation (sleeping sensation), then the dragon knowledge that matches the power will naturally appear in its mind.

You don't have to work hard to get such powerful meat and spell power. Responsibly, there is no natural creature in the world that is happier than the dragons!

However, at this moment, Grimm has no need to think about the happiness of Longsheng, but instead puts all his attention on the passive detection capability of the chip.

In the face of a 3rd-order brontosaurus that can sneak away at any time, Glim can not open any active detection capability, so it can only passively collect and monitor the dynamics of the opposite bronters. Once the other party really wants to do it, he must escape the scope of the Thunder Dragon's attack before the thunderstorm destroys his line.

With his strength, if it is timely, it is not a problem to escape.

If he is willing to risk more than 2 fingers, then taking Alice and Mary together can also be done. However, the risk of his death will rise from 21% to 67%. If he is greedy and tries to take one more, his death rate will skyrocket to 89%.

This... almost the probability of a lifetime of nine deaths!

To be honest, Grimm really hates this feeling.

Put your life and death in the hands of the enemy, and you can only rely on skill and luck to find opportunities. This feeling is really... really... very annoying...

"Zhacha, are you sure what you said?" Thunderbolt thunder was full of shock: "You can talk to these wizards..."

"Yes, master!" Zhacha lowered his head and his attitude became more humble: "I don't dare to bully you, but just tell me what I saw and heard. Our biggest enemy is now behind the crypt. Inside the hall, it is manipulating the innumerable goblin demon to attack us. My... my scouts are all dead there..."

It seems that Zhacha’s one-of-a-kind magic weapon is deeply stimulating to the brontosaurus in front of him.

Everyone saw it very clearly. This great, elegant and sacred great brontosaurus was also covered with fine and deep scratches. The dragon scales in several places have been smashed and lost, and the flesh and blood that has been protected by the dragon scales has been burned.

This seems to be the credit of the Grenade on the Goblin Magic!

The wings of the Thunder Dragon's back are not balanced, and the right wing is curled up behind it and it is difficult to stretch. It seems to have countless breaks and cracks. And the dragon's thick left hind leg, also some shivering, did not dare to put too much weight on the body.

The most obvious one is the sharp corners of the stern of the brontosaurus, which are covered with scratches of different shades, one of which is directly broken. The sharp roots even pulled out the purple dragon's blood, so Mary couldn't help but lick her lips.

"You said... those wicked, hateful shovels were sent by the goblin?" Lei Long whispered, and the deafening dragon language almost shattered the eardrums of the people present.

At this moment, anyone can hear the overflowing hatred and the unspeakable anger from its short question!

"Yes, master!" The dragon man Zhacha turned back to the crypt hall in the distance: "Their messengers are hiding there..."

The next second, without urging, the violent Thunder Dragon Arms has swept past the crowds, and the powerful body of the stalwart rushed into the hall of the crypt with the mighty thunder of lightning.

I don't know why, everyone in the room even inexplicably prayed for the giant brain Gazruvi!

I hope it will not be too bad to die...