Frost Wings

"Damn, this dragon is really abominable." Roxon spat fiercely, stroking the languid bald eagle on his shoulder: "Such a strong negative energy, and the abominable effect of mental fog, Nera can't do anything about it. Investigate."

"Let's talk less, that dragon won't stand there waiting for us to find him." Thorin lit a fire: "Speaking of which, you can speak more concisely when you have work than when you are idle."

"Isn't free time just for chatting?"

The flames crackled, and Roxon took out a small pot, put in a little sauce and started to cook the noodles—a kind of gnocchi popular in the East, kneaded with water and sun-dried, sprinkled with a little licorice on the noodles At the end and salty salt, and then put some refreshing olives and black medicine beans, a black smoke came out of the pot, and this pot of dark dishes became the supper for him and the elves.

The two were eating dark food, and obviously didn't care about the taste. As soon as the cool scent of olives and licorice entered their throats, their spirits were shaken, and they took another sip of strong wine. The cold has dissipated a lot, and Sester already belongs to the north. It is obviously not very warm in the middle of the night in this season, especially in the ghostly forest.

They lit the fire and walked around, chatting from time to time. Roxon looked at the tent by the bonfire and suddenly asked, "Hey, Long Ears, do you know anything about Ms. Vesta?"

"What? Are you interested in ladies?" The elf glanced around.

"No, I'm just curious, what did she use to impress the vampires under Hodder?" Roxon asked: "Also, she appeared too suddenly, with long ears, and I've been in the Wind Whisperers for a long time or a short time. For more than a decade, it never occurred to me that a woman who had never been seen before would be called a lady as soon as she entered the league."

"You question her qualifications?"

"That's not the case. The fact that she can be called that by others means that she has this qualification. I'm just very curious."

"Curiosity is the beginning of love."

"Yes, I admit that I adore her. I have never seen such an attractive woman for so many years. You can see that she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, but she has the demeanor of an elderly person, and she is determined to command on the battlefield. She's got things organized, she's just perfect."

"It's true, but as an elder, well I'm 300 years old this year, of course I'm an elder compared to your age." The elf stared at Roxon: "Don't be delusional, the lady won't have any thoughts about you, and, You shouldn't have any thoughts about her either."

"Hey~ you're so cruel, I just think about it, well I know I think too much, how can a poor, ugly and sloppy person like me please Ms. Vesta." The ranger stared at the sky and murmured Said: "But what I'm more curious about is, why is Vesta staring at that dragon? The spirit is something I admire, but I can feel that's not the whole reason."

The sound of the bonfire crackled, the ranger threw in a few branches, and a bunch of sparks splashed.

"I don't know either, maybe Taron knows, he knows Vesta." Sorin frowned and shook his head: "But I strongly advise you not to ask."

"I'm not that curious." The Ranger leaned against the tree and said, "But I really want to say that based on my years of adventure experience, this arrest is likely to fail."

"Why do you think so?" the elf asked strangely.

"I don't know how long this dragon has been here." Roxon's expression was solemn, and when he was serious, he spoke more neatly: "He is a very rare dragon wizard, I don't know how many spells it has, but it can When you come into contact with the fifth ring, he must have a lot of spells. I suspect that he has built a lair here. Do you know how wizards arm their bases with arcane magic? I think you must have participated in the attack on the mage tower at your age. attack."

"It's really difficult, there are endless magic traps, endless secret doors and illusions, and servants." Sorin nodded: "My sister died in one such operation, it's a pity that The wizard ran away. But let's not be afraid."

He patted Roxon: "How long has he been here? Even if there are arrangements, where can he be strict? Mr. Gray Moon's magic skills are above this dragon, and Adela restrains negative energy. Our odds are very good. High isn't it?"

"I hope so... Be careful!"

The Ranger stood up abruptly and sounded the magic alarm. Numerous fine red light spots appeared in the darkness. Sorin drew out his long sword and looked around vigilantly.

The camp has been surrounded.

The kobold looked at the campfire burning with great excitement. Although the enemy was very strong, they were not very afraid.

The kobolds in this area used to belong to an ancient green dragon. Since the green dragons ate all the treasures at the end of their life and flew to the outer planes, they have no masters. The kobolds who are used to the slavery of dragons are very hopeful that they will live in the new world. Showing loyalty in front of their dragon masters, they shouted loudly and quickly rushed into the camp in swarms.

The white dragon hidden not far away knows that the loyalty of kobolds is often quite unreliable. As a kind of dragon-blooded creature, it is true that kobolds have a kind of reverence for real dragons that is similar to their ancestors. The establishment of a symbiotic relationship is more based on a kind of shelter.

As a weak and small creature, goblins, gnolls and all kinds of beasts are the big enemies of kobolds. Taking shelter under the dragon's command can often greatly improve the survival probability of the group. The kobolds started following the white dragon at first, precisely because they had seen the white dragon slaughter a large goblin tribe.

Therefore, this kind of loyalty is often very interesting. For example, as soon as this group of kobolds entered the camp, most of them stood on the periphery and threw stones. A few surrounded the two people with crude weapons and began to search for shiny stones on the ground. Lin and Roxon chased them away with torches and weapons, their faces rather dumbfounded.

Bai He quietly signaled to S1, he nodded, a powerful Berserk effect was silently released, and the group of dog heads suddenly became crazy.

"Ouch!!" A short spear hit Roxon, pierced through his leather armor and pierced a bit of the skin, which made him scream in anger, pulled out a wooden stick and knocked out two wrapped around his legs. The kobold on top, and two more arrows knocked down the two slingers in the distance.

"Kobolds?" The mage and the female warrior quickly emerged from the tent. The warrior slashed two dogheads with a long sword. Looking at the number of dogheads around, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Not too many! Disperse them!"

"I'm afraid not." The mage squinted to see the light on these kobolds and took out the spell book: "They have been cast with madness! There may be kobold warlocks, be careful, I'll remove the magic!!"

"Adela! Light!" The female warrior split a kobold and shouted: "Their weakness is strong light."

Adela started to pray in a hurry. A bright blazing light ball was held up by her. The kobold who approached screamed and fell into a sluggishness. After the Berserk was dispelled by Taron Greymoon, this sluggishness turned into panic. , they dig and scream and run away.

When the female warrior breathed a sigh of relief, the sudden change occurred, and a dozen black shadows suddenly appeared behind the rangers and thieves standing on the periphery. The two were instantly knocked down; although they were wearing various anti-magic equipment, there were white shadows. The dragon sneakily suppressed the magic on one side, and the multiple debuffs that appeared in an instant broke their protection in an instant. The ranger became a weak handicapped man, his eyes were staring at the sky and the corners were drooling, while the elves were paralyzed and unable to move, and their heads were covered in sweat .

A few kobolds on the outside yelled, and they were dragged away by the two immobile people who had released the frenzy effect again, and happily dragged them away.

Taron Graymoon was woken up after less than an hour of sleep. He looked sleepy at first. He was caught off guard as the ranger and thief were brought down. A dozen shadows came into his field of vision.

Feeling the magical aura of these shadows, Taron Gray Moon glanced at it subconsciously. The constant detection magic on his body made him instantly feel the magic power of these shadows. Noticing that the fog of negative energy has rushed towards him.

There was even some despair in his heart.

Mythril is on! There are so many mana ghosts of this level.

"Protection from evil!" The half-elf girl realized what she should do at this time. A magic circle with a radius of ten feet blocked the fog of mind. Taron Graymoon also reacted from the horror. Wind technique, the strong gust of wind briefly dissipated the dense fog in physical form, and he saw the kobold army swarming frantically after being hindered by the strong wind for a few seconds, and he activated the teleportation scroll without hesitation.

A light flashed, and they appeared on the road in the distance of the woods.

"My God! Roxon and Sorin have both been taken away!" Adela was stunned for a while, then shouted in horror.

"Calm down! Adela." Gray Moon pressed the half-elf girl's shoulder, his hands trembled a little, as if he was holding back some emotion: "We can't save them."

"This despicable guy." A golden light flashed in Vesta's angry pupils: "I must catch him."

"You also have to calm down, Vesta, no, Eludesira." Taron Graymoon stood in front of the female warrior, and a word that sounded a bit confusing came out of his mouth, and he looked at it seriously. The woman's eyes: "We can't complete this arrest mission!"

"Impossible? Why?" Vesta's tone became even more angry.

"Those ghosts just now, although the shape is not very stable, but each of them has magical power no less than that of the white dragon." Taron Gray Moon took a deep breath: "Add those kobolds, although it looks like They're useless kobolds, but you can't beat their group with real power, and this plan must be abandoned."

"It is precisely because of this that we have to find a way to solve him!" Vesta took a deep breath: "If this continues, this dragon will grow like this for more than a hundred years, what will it bring to Antas? Huge disaster? This is for the future!"

"I know this is not the whole reason in your heart, Eludesira!" Taron Greymoon said solemnly: "Please be rational, given the current situation, the Alliance of Windtalkers needs to at least capture this dragon. Five times the strength of our squad, and even higher-level spellcasters. It is difficult for us to have such a manpower, and it is even more difficult to mobilize to the north. Roxon and Thorin fell into the hands of the dragon. Our intelligence must be It will be exposed, and we must withdraw now."

He took out the teleportation scroll.

"Wait, Mr. Gray Moon." Vesta closed her eyes, the violent ups and downs on her chest stopped, she thought about it, and said, "I admit that what you said is right, but I'm really not willing to let it go. After him, not to mention Roxon and Thorin are still in his hands, we must determine their lives and deaths, and if they are still alive, we must save him."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Go to the nearest town~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We will hire some personnel." Vesta's eyes were firm, as if she had made a decision: "The tracking effect still has a long time, we are enough to organize a large enough army to deal with him."

"But Miss Vista, we don't have that much money." Adela said with a wink.

"I have, use my private money." Vesta gritted her teeth, as if this decision made her feel very aggrieved and angry, the strange golden light that appeared in her eyes just now flickered slightly again.

Taron Gray Moon twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose not to say anything.

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"Oh, hell, it hurts me!" The ranger and thief who were stripped and **** were pressed on their backs by the kobold with a big rock, and this group of noisy kobolds also gave them two blows with a big stick. , The two people's bruised faces were covered with mud, and they looked very embarrassed.

Bai He lifted several curses on the two of them, allowing them to open their eyes and speak instead of being paralyzed and demented.

Their whole body equipment is in the hands of the ghost researchers. The ghosts deal with the enchanted things one by one, destroying the possible trace marks one by one.

To meet the red eyes of the white dragon so close at hand, the ranger couldn't help but closed his eyes again and groaned.

Miyala is above, why is this white dragon's eyes red? How long has it been since it has eaten?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he heard the white dragon speak: "Well, these two pieces of meat look a little stinky, especially this one with short ears, you can brush it with a brush later, right? Now, I heard that human flesh is sour, you can castrate this short ear and hang it for a few days to get rid of the fishy smell, and put more spices when cooking."