Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Pain Hess, who was about to start, was caught off guard by the two-footed dragon. Although he dodged subconsciously, he was still scratched by the cold scorpion tail. In the cold air, a bright red arc was splashed.

"Hahaha! You're done! Half-man and half-horse monster! After being contaminated by the toxin of the flying dragon, you can't run! What can you win against me!" Beast Onardo laughed up to the sky. The red flying dragon under his crotch, moving his huge and bloated blood-colored body, had a terrifying speed that was not commensurate with his fat body, and hurried forward. Countless groups of biting white snow flew all the way.

After a few tens of feet of run-up, the speed of the two-footed dragon reached its peak. With a fierce kick of his burly hind legs, the whole dragon jumped into the cold high altitude in an instant. A pair of huge fleshy wings that were twenty feet long also stretched out from the forelegs quickly. It is like two huge fan fans, fanning up and down frantically. The huge air current blows the soft snow under the shadow of its wings and blows it all over the sky.

With the help of these huge wings painted with waterproof red paint, the red flying dragon flies clumsily above the dim sky at three times the speed of running. Beast Leonardo felt the cold and biting north wind, slashing across his cheek like a dagger, could not help but laugh comfortably-wait, in the howling cold wind, it seemed that a series of thunderous horses hooves resounded. Voice?

"Damn! Fortunately, I bought this crown yesterday!" Painhus, like a silver storm, did his best to gallop on the white snow. The jade on the gold crown exudes bursts of soft cyan halo.

The green gem on the crown of witchcraft gave him immunity to poisons. The insidious trick of the two-footed flying dragon only broke a layer of skin on the white horse!

"There are no rules?" Painhurs gritted his teeth and took out the compound longbow behind him. While running fast, he aimed at the clumsy flying dragon in the sky and shot sharp flint arrows. However, the soft abdomen of that two-footed flying dragon, like the right claw of the dragon scale of the wild claw, has a layer of hard and fine scales. The flint feather arrows couldn't pierce at all.

"It's useless! If you want to shoot through the scales of this adult Yalong, at least you have to use metal arrows, or entangling magical power!" Magnus stared at the big lizard flying in the sky. "Unfortunately, the two-footed dragon is very resistant to cold, and the cold ray trick is useless. You low-level warlock, there is no way to defeat him remotely, now you can only rely on speed! After all, this is a race, not a contest! But don’t run in front of it! The big lizard swoops down, and we two will probably die on the spot!"

"Understood." The pale white horse hung unhurriedly behind the beast Leonardo, thinking about countermeasures. After the opponent was painted red, they did fly faster. However, compared with his own terrifying speed, it was still a little bit worse. If you can't shoot through the scales, attack your eyes!

Thinking of this, Painhurs took out a reduced version of the archery target from his rucksack. Following the memory in the bloodline, he instinctively sang a mysterious spell. Suddenly, his dark and deep left eye burned with an extremely pure black flame. The red flying dragon in front of him, in his dark pupils like an abyss, quickly distorted and split a layer of faint phantom, so that on the dim and cold sky, there exist one front and one back, one emptiness and the other, two ends at the same time. A huge lizard that was dyed scarlet blood by the orcs all over his body!

One-ring spells · defeat the enemy's aircraft first.

"I saw it! All the actions of the red flying dragon in the next twelve seconds!" Painhurs shook his head, trying to adapt to the slightly fragmented real world before him. He immediately pulled the compound longbow in his hand into a terrifying full moon. Let a slender flint feather arrow cut through the cold sky like a meteor, cleverly avoiding the flapping wings of the two-footed dragon, and accurately pierced the monster's left eye!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

A group of scarlet and **** flying dragons burst out of the left eye, and issued a series of painful wailing. Every piece of scale dyed in red on its whole body was distorted and trembling because of the severe pain. The huge wings in the twitching state also stopped their regular fanning, making his huge body that lost the support of the air flow like a red meteor, falling to the white snow under his feet.

The wyvern with two feet fell from a high altitude, presumably all his bones had to fall apart. I'm sure to win this game!

Painhurs, who had no worries anymore, put away the compound longbow and drove forward at full speed, getting closer, closer, closer!

"Roar!!"

The expected heavy sound of falling to the ground did not sound. Behind him, on the contrary, there was a brutal and brutal bloodthirsty dragon roar? ! One person and one pet turned his head to look strangely—I saw that the double-headed flying dragon actually stopped twitching, and during the fall, swooped into an elegant and perfect blood-colored arc, and flew back to the high sky.

The most important thing is that the wound on his left eye was healed! ?

"Damn! This orc chief actually knows advanced healing spells? Is he a druid or a priest?" Painhurs was shocked. I was exposed to that Yalong's eyes!

However, the other party didn't seem to want to attack him. When flying at high speeds, it is difficult for the two-legged dragon to quickly complete a 180-degree turn or brake. With his huge size, he has no chance of "grabbing the skull" and other precision tasks.

Therefore, when the red flying dragon was one hundred feet away from the skull, it began to turn around ahead of time. At the same time, Beast Leonardo also took out a barbed bone arrow with a strong rope tied to the end of its tail. The Hawkeye Sgugger on the compound shortbow cleverly cocked his small tail

Ba Jian, gently swaying to the lower left corner, motioned Chief Evil Flame to press down on his head.

"Relax! I won't kill you! I still have to see you peel off your companions yourself!"

The beast Hona Doha laughed and let go of the tight bowstring that was drawn into the full moon. That barbed feather arrow, with a long rope, was accurately nailed into the eye socket of the skull! The Greenskin Chief pulled the rope back, and the barb on the arrow tip happened to be stuck inside the skull. Accompanied by Wow Finch's rope, it quickly shrank on the dragon's back.

The pale white horse was numbed by the scalp of the cheating show of green skin, and the distance that finally led was turned into a bubble of nothingness in an instant. He knelt down on the snow, grabbed the skull in front of him, and then turned around desperately and ran! It's okay, it's only a hundred feet behind at most! Chase back!

"This man is not at the right speed! Could it be said that painted white will run faster?" Seeing Painhurs getting closer and closer to him, the extremely happy face of the beast Leonardo became serious. He unfastened the safety belt on the saddle, climbed on the dragon’s back, moved back carefully, aimed at Scrooge, gently adjusted the sight of the compound shortbow, and shot a white horse behind him. A sharp bone arrow.

"No way...Magnus! I have a plan!" In order to avoid the tricky feather arrows of the orc chief, Painhurs had to waste more time for running. The distance between the two sides is different. , And therefore become bigger and bigger.

"Shut off your vision first." The pale white horse took out the ultra-small archery target again. Accompanied by complicated spells, a black flame once again burned on his dark and deep left pupil. The white-haired orc chieftain instantly split into an illusory version that demonstrated the future of twelve seconds, reflected in his pupils burning with black flames. Well, he will hide behind the dragon!

As the pale white horse thought. The other party learned the lesson from last time, quickly recognized the prophecy magic he used, and then shrank the entire body to the top of the dragon's back, hiding it in a place where he couldn't see it.

However, at this moment, the other party can't see what he is doing.

Painhurs changed complex gestures and sang a complex and profound spell again. At the moment when the orc shrank his head, he completed this necromantic spell: five clouds of illusory blue smoke, like countless tiny terrifying baby pythons, gently wrapped around Magnus’s limbs, and the slender poisonous tail. Above.

The short-term effect of defeating the enemy aircraft has disappeared, and the opponent will immediately re-probe to check the following situation. Magnus, who was entangled with negative energy, also understood that time was pressing, and quickly turned into an ultra-small baby rat with almost no weight. Climbing tightly on a slender arrow shaft. Let the pale white horse bend the bow and shoot the arrow, and shoot himself, who is entwined with negative energy, at the extremely fast double-headed dragon!

"boom!!"

The sharp feather arrow hit the blood-colored flying dragon's abdomen heavily, failing to penetrate the blood-colored scales, but he also sent the little devil to the flying dragon, and Magnus's "bang" also showed its original shape, entangled. The sharp claws of negative energy firmly grasped the hard scales of the flying dragon with two feet, and the slender venomous tail entwined with the blue smoke, followed the wide gap of the scales and stung into the opponent's flesh and blood!

"Roar-"

Feeling that his vitality was fading fast, his flesh and blood was aging, his scales were loosening and shedding, the two-walked flying dragon immediately fell into panic and let out a terrified growl. For the second time in the air, he shook his hands clumsily, wanting to see who attacked him-this time, the beast Leonardo did not stay on the safe saddle! If he hadn't thrown away the compound shortbow and grasped the dragon's tail tightly, I am afraid he would have been thrown into meat sauce!

"Goodbye!"

Seeing the funny look of the beast Leonardo holding the dragon's tail tightly and nowhere to hide, Painhurs pulled the compound longbow in his hand into a terrifying full moon, and for the third time predicted the orc chief twelve seconds later. The future-why should I run back to the finish line out of breath? The dead can never win!

"You won! The pale white horse! I surrender! I surrender!!" Looking at the terrifying black flame and the flint arrow glowing with cold. Knowing the enemy's powerful Evil Flame Chief, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle! His face also became extremely pale. Between honor and life, he chose the latter without hesitation.