Warm Dragon

The black oil dragon Rose was flying close to the ground in front, and the frost troll Ge was chasing him from behind, with violent snow and wind sweeping across the sky.

Originally, its vision could see the night as day, but now it was blocked by the snow and wind, and it could not see clearly beyond a hundred meters.

Although the frost trolls could not fly, they seemed to have mastered some magic to influence the celestial phenomena, causing the elements in the sky to be disordered, thereby interfering with the flight of the wyvern - both the dragon and the wyvern rely on elemental magic to fly.

"Fast!" Frost Ge roared, waving the stick in his hand.

The snow and wind in the sky suddenly condensed quickly, and then turned into a huge hand of solid ice, grabbing the black oil dragon fiercely.

As a top-level wyvern, Rose had practiced various maneuvers with Russell, so he folded his wings and made a spiral roller movement, narrowly avoiding the grasp of the big hand of solid ice, and tried his best to pull up a little height.

Then, with the help of this little height, he quickly dived down to avoid the second grasp of the big hand of solid ice.

Crack!

After two failed attempts at grasping, the energy of the ice hand dissipated and broke into ice cubes on the ground.

Frost did not continue to cast the magic of the snow demon world. It took a barely perceptible breath. It seemed that casting magic in the Dragon Sleeping Continent was too consuming for it, or the disorder of elemental magic was also an obstacle to its casting.

Without the interception of magic, Frost could only continue to run and chase. Compared with the snow giant, its size was very small.

But compared with humans or wyverns, it was still a behemoth.

Every step it stepped on made the entire wilderness tremble.

But this did not scare Rose. Flying across the wilderness between the Black Fire Land and Lei Ze, Rose went directly into Lei Ze.

At this time, it was already possible to see that on the dark snowfield south of Lei Ze, the phantoms of three giant dragons were besieging a snow giant. But facing the snow giant in its prime, it was difficult to suppress the opponent by relying solely on the phantom of the dragon.

Gurgle...

A string of strange words came out of Frost's mouth. This was the language of the snow demons, which probably meant that Rose had no way to escape.

"Roar!"

Rosai looked back at the chasing Frost, and then looked at the battle on the southern snowfield. At this moment, it was indeed in a dilemma.

In the warm enclave, its home ground, Frost could only chase with two legs.

Once entering the snowfield, it was equivalent to entering the home ground of the frost trolls. Frost could not only confuse the elements, but also perform magical escape techniques. The phantom of the three-headed dragon was obviously entangled by the snow giant and could not lend a hand to it.

This was the thought.

Rose suddenly turned around and took Frost to circle back and forth on the land of Lei Ze, holding the metal stone tightly with his claws, not daring to relax at all.

On one side was the war between the dragon and the snow giant, and on the other side was the pursuit of the frost troll and the two-legged dragon.

The weather in Lei Ze was completely crazy. Large flakes of snow, mixed with egg-sized hail, fell from the sky recklessly.

"Quick, all craftsmen, find a place to hide immediately!" The knights who supervised the construction held torches and ran back and forth on the construction site of the river and lake to give orders, "If you can't do it, lie on the ground, hold your head with both hands and wait for rescue!"

The nobles of the territory all went to the Red Castle to attend the Earl's promotion ceremony.

However, Lei Ze's land reclamation work did not stop, and there were even night shifts. At this moment, they suffered the impact of this sudden war.

"Ah!"

"Help, help!"

"The dragon is watching, the dragon is watching!"

The serfs and craftsmen rushed to the shed frantically. If they ran slowly, they would be hit by the hail as big as eggs. Some people were even hit on the head by hail, and then fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Some people were pushed and fell by their own people, and then stepped on by the people behind them. After screaming for a while, there was no sound at all.

After the chaos.

The serfs and craftsmen who hid in the sheds could not help but pray: "The dragon is watching, keep the disaster away from us!"

"I heard the voice of the dragon!"

"The dragon is coming, is it the invasion of the snow demon?"

"It's a snow giant. When I was running away just now, I vaguely saw a blue giant in the distance, chasing Lord Rose!"

"Snow giants are white, and snow demons are blue."

"Crooked-mouthed Kent seems to be dead. He was hit on the head by hail and fell down on the spot. He hasn't come back yet."

"Ask the supervisor?"

"Don't be afraid, the lord will come to save us!" A serf vowed, "The lord is a flying dragon knight and the lord of the dragon domain. He will ride a dragon in the future. He will definitely be able to drive away the snow giant!"

This is how it is played in dramas.

The drama troupe that came to the manor to perform often performed "The Dragon Rider" and "Dragon Land Thunder", which most serfs had seen.

"The steward is here!"

The knight steward, who was supervising the work, had fighting spirit to protect his body and was not afraid of hail. At this moment, he was carrying several fainted serfs on his warhorse.

After arriving at the shed, he immediately asked someone to move the unconscious serfs down.

"See if he can be saved." The knight steward ordered.

The sharp-eyed serfs immediately shouted: "It's Crooked Mouth Kent, lord bless you, Crooked Mouth Kent is still breathing!"

"Not dead, not dead, just fainted!"

"Great!"

The serfs cheered and were full of joy that their companions had escaped death. Then they asked the knight steward what happened.

The knight manager shook his head: "I don't know, but the dragons have appeared. It must be the snow giants that invaded our territory... Don't panic, hide patiently in the shed and wait for the hail to end. Lord Russell will come to save everyone!"

"The lord will definitely come to save us!"

"The masters of the fluorescent mushroom family will not abandon us!"

"Praise the lord!"

"Praise the fluorescent mushroom family!"

"Praise the dragons!"

"Praise Lord Rosse..."

The shed was filled with chaotic praises. As an ordinary person facing the current situation, he could only praise and pray.

At the same time.

The black oil dragon Rosse, who was being praised, had already felt tired. After the elements between heaven and earth were disturbed by the frost trolls, every time it flicked its wings, it was a huge consumption.

But it didn't dare to stop.

If it stopped, it would face the melee of the frost trolls. The biggest advantage of the wyvern was air-to-ground combat, not stopping for melee.

"Roar!" Rosse cheered up and wanted to fly higher.

But Frost, who was chasing closely, also roared in strange language and trampled on the ground crazily.

After a long time, it had circled Lei Ze several times.

Rose's physical strength gradually began to fail, and his flying posture close to the ground suddenly staggered. It was this change that he was instantly caught by Frost behind him.

"Fast!"

Frost did not cast a spell, but at the last moment, he threw the wooden stick in his hand like a javelin. The wooden stick whistled and drew a beautiful arc, and then hit Rose's back heavily.

"Roar!"

Rose wailed, and could no longer maintain flight. He plunged into the snow-covered ground and rolled several times.

But even so, his claws still did not let go of the big metal stone.

He promised his father Russell that he would keep the Extreme Ice Sacred Artifact well and would never let the Extreme Ice Sacred Artifact be easily snatched away by the Frost Trolls.

"Fast!"

Frost's roar was getting closer and closer, and the ground was shaking more and more.

Rose struggled hard, but was hit by a wooden stick. One of its wings was broken, and now it could only fight with Frost on the ground.

It held its head high, and the pride of a wyvern would not allow it to be afraid of Frost, who was stronger than itself!