Duke of Grief

"Octopus head...I remember you called Esteem, right?"

The third person's voice suddenly appeared in the woods that had fallen silent again.

Estem, who wanted to walk over to kill Grush completely, stopped and looked at the man who appeared in front of Grush through the portal, frowning.

A faint flame of air drifted from the man, and the two red horns on his head also told Estrem that it knew who the man was.

With a faint smile on his face, Ziegler took out several bottles of high-level healing potions and showered Grush, who was lying beside him, without looking back.

Facing this red dragon, Esteem frowned deeply.

He is not the same as Glush. He is a stern legend. Even in the bottomless abyss, it has heard the name of this red dragon.

time……

Esteem's index finger slightly bent, but saw Ziegler flashing in front of him, and a shield disappeared after a short appearance.

"whispering sound!"

Ziegler chuckled, Estem's eyes widened, and since he was found, he didn't need to hide anymore!

Esteem raised his hands high, and the deep purple spirit condensed between his hands, turning into a beam of light and shooting forward.

However, Ziegler took out a cigarette from his pocket without hesitation and snapped his fingers. Mars instantly lit the cigarette and watched the rays hit him, and the barrier in front of him appeared again to intercept it.

Then, the red dragon took off the cigarette and slowly spit out a smoke ring towards the front, the smoke gradually spread between him and Estrem.

Esteem's heart jumped, and at this moment it clapped his hands, and the spirit around him flashed, and dozens of shields and barriers appeared beside him.

Ziegler, who concealed his face behind the smoke, sensed the pulsation that was constantly emerging in front of him and grinned silently.

Waited for two seconds, but the expected attack did not come, which made Esthem stunned, but also made it furious

——It was played by the red dragon!

"Fuck!"

In its perception, it completely lost Ziegler's position, and the inability to locate the red dragon meant that it could not attack him!

It is not a mage, it is a psionic warlock!

But anger did not stun its head, it knew how to force the red dragon out, as long as it attacked the paladin—

boom! boom! boom!

At the moment when Esteem was stunned, Ziegler launched an attack.

As if endless fireballs were shooting from all directions, shattering the shields and barriers around Estrem.

Damn it!

Esteem's eyes were split, and fire elements filled its surroundings. From this moment, it had no chance to catch the red dragon!

From the moment it saw the red dragon, it should lock him.

It would be tricked by a small trick, which is really a shame!

"Zigler, Ziegler, I'm going to kill you!!!"

The scream of the soul radiated to the surroundings, but this attack, which was enough to make the soul burst, echoed in Estrem's mind.

Its psychic powers were turned back! !

Esteem's face was grim, and he quickly cast a psychic barrier on himself before the situation eased slightly.

The bombing of the fireball continues, its sight is filled with flames, and the sound of the explosion is heard in his ears, but Estrem still has not lost his mind, the light in his eyes shines, and the power of predictive art makes it You can see the position of the red dragon more clearly.

The time is not enough. When fighting the paladin, it has already opened the legendary gesture. Now the duration of the legendary gesture is not enough. If it can’t solve the red dragon in a short time, it will return. The bottomless abyss reorganized.

but……

Esteem folded his hands together and closed his eyes tightly.

The psionic energy around him kept flashing, and the shields and barriers were constantly refreshed, but the bombing of fireballs continued, and there are still no signs of stopping.

It stepped on one foot and caused the ground to vibrate. The waves spread to the surroundings. All the things on the ground and underground came to his mind.

And Ziegler...

Right next to Grush!

Estem opened his eyes suddenly, he didn't change position at all!

With a cigarette in his mouth and a smile in the corner of his mouth, the Red Dragon took a deep breath, and the surrounding fire elements poured into his throat, resonating with the magic power flowing in the bloodline. With the heart beating, a powerful Power is brewing.

Raising his hand to take down the cigarette, Ziegler spewed out the long-breathed dragon breath: "Roar!!!"

Esteem pushed forward with both palms, and the shimmering shield suddenly appeared, and this shield was also connected to the psionic armor attached to its body.

The shield draws the power of the psionic armor and creates a foothold for Estrem in the fierce flame dragon breath.

But the frantic element of fire in the atmosphere is already burning Estrem's skin, and its psionic armor is gradually breaking, turning into debris and dust flying with the wind.

The flayer’s arms can’t stop trembling, and just after a battle, it can’t cope with a stronger opponent!

The flaming long snake rammed through the mountain forest, burned the plants, crushed the rocks, evaporated the water in the soil, and caused the violent wind to rewind.

The blazing light rose into the sky, reflecting the whole sky. The heat flow collided with the cold air to form a tornado and rushed to the sky. This mountain forest seemed to become a battlefield between the gods all at once. Stay on the battlefield for a while.

The officer who led the team raised his subordinates, staring at the human-shaped red dragon not far away.

That was not their lord. They were also the first time they saw Mr. Ziegler exerting all his power. It was so terrifying.

At this distance, they can also feel the strong hot air flapping their skin and clothes. The high temperature makes them feel that if they stay here for a long time, their clothes will even be ignited.

"Sir, are we not going to save His Excellency?"

Hesitating for a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The soldier standing aside inquired about his chief.

The officer looked back and saw that there were a lot of men who were still alive, and he was very grateful to the legendary paladin, but at this time, he shook his head, "The battle there is no longer able to participate. Yes, Mr. Ziegler let us go first, he can protect His Excellency Grush."

With that, he touched the brick-like object in his arms that was square and square, but thin as a mirror, and he felt a little lucky in his heart.

If it weren't for this, they and the legendary paladin might be killed here this time, and even the West Fortress could not escape...

The dragon's breath gradually disappeared, and Ziegler took the cigarette in his hand and took a sip, narrowing his eyes to stare ahead.

The psionic shield in front of it flashed a few times and disappeared directly. Estrem was still standing in place, but the psionic armor on his body was also ragged, failing to persist for a few seconds before drifting with the wind.

Ziegler spit out another smoke ring and smiled at his masterpiece.

"Octopus head, how are you?"

Estrem pressed the trembling left hand on the glass jar, feeling the heat from the lid, even the thick skin could not resist the heat that stung its nerves.

"Zigler--"

Estem's weak voice echoed in Ziegler's mind, which made the smile on his face fade away.

He heard resentment from that sentence, but did not hear the pleading, which also meant that Esteem did not intend to ask him for mercy, nor did he want to take this opportunity to escape.

It also has a back hand!

For a moment, thoughts twitched back and forth in his brain, Ziegler immediately raised his right hand, but at this time, Estrem had unscrewed the lid of the glass jar!

"Let's die together!"...