Falstad's hoarse voice came again: "Hurry up! I can't hold on any longer!"

"It's almost ready!"

Alfonso was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but no matter how hard he and his griffon tried, they could no longer get closer to the baby dragon. The baby dragon felt threatened, and it chased Alfonso fiercely with its tail and wings.

Fang Suo, let his attempts fail again and again.

This scene completely fell into the eyes of the two people running over on the ground. As for the elf ranger, she quickly saw the bomb that was inserted into the dragon's belly but did not ignite. Vereesa took it from the quiver on her back.

He grabbed an arrow, put it in front of Luo Ning, and whispered:

"Light it up! Quick!"

The mage didn't ask any questions. At this moment, he chose to believe Vereesa. The scorching flames spurted out from his palm and soon wrapped themselves around the arrow in the form of enchantment. Vereesa took a deep breath and stood.

On the spot, he drew his bow and aimed at the red dragon 100 meters high in the air. To be precise, it was the alchemy bomb hanging from the short spear inserted into the belly of the red dragon.

"Let those dwarves descend!"

The ranger's urgent voice reached Luo Ning's ears:

"I don't have Sasdora in my hand. I'm not sure about such a highly moving target!"

The young mage immediately cast an amplification spell on himself, and the next moment, his loud voice reached the sky:

"Wildhammer! Down! Down! We'll deal with it!"

"Wow"

The moment Falstad Wildhammer, who was responsible for attracting the red dragon's attention, heard the sound, he controlled his gryphon to fold its wings, and in the hot dragon's breath, it fell to the ground like a meteor, and the young dragon also

Under the control of the rider, they chased each other down, and the height of the two dropped rapidly. When they were 50 meters above the ground, Vereesa's eyes flashed.

"Whoosh"

The flaming sharp arrow shot up into the sky, like a faint meteor, flying in the air, changing its direction slightly, and grazed the fuse of the alchemy bomb on the belly of the red dragon. This is the legendary archery skill passed down from generation to generation by Windrunner.

No need to say more about its magic.

"boom"

A scorching explosion sounded high in the sky. The blast of air knocked the two gryphon knights dizzy. The gryphon was also screaming and trying to regain control of its direction. Amidst the painful roar of the red dragon, its abdomen was blown open.

With a hideous wound, dragon scales and dragon blood flying everywhere, the orc rider no longer cared about chasing these enemies. He drove the wailing young dragon and flew back towards the wetland as if fleeing.

Seeing the enemy's fleeing figure, Vereesa let out a sigh of relief, while Luo Ning held on to the staff tightly. This victory gave him some confidence in the upcoming journey.

And at the moment when this poor young dragon approached Grim Batol, among the peaks of the wetland, Alleria, who had just arrived, also discovered the injured red young dragon in the sky. She drew out

He picked up the sharp thorn blade and said to his companions behind him:

"As luck would have it, a wounded prey... Come on, sisters."

"Today, we feed on dragons!"

Look what I found? Some readers are complaining about the relationship between the Queen and Maris... I can understand the sincere feelings of tribe players towards the Queen, but I'm sorry, I didn't make this up myself, nor is it some wild history. Details
Chapter completed!