"This time, seeing how you won't die from this! A nearly thousand-meter fall will smash you to death."
Mo Fei watched as Durotan, not far away, plummeted towards the ground, and let out a wild, triumphant laugh.
However, despite the shock on his face, Durotan did not show a hint of despair.
"Sly Evil Dragon, it's not over yet!" he bellowed, pulling out a talisman emitting a strange energy from his pocket—the Wind Erosion Mark—specially prepared for him by Durotan that could summon a small Wind Elemental. It was originally meant for critical moments of communication or reconnaissance, but at that moment, it proved to be perfectly useful.
Summon Wind Elemental!
Durotan crushed the Wind Erosion Mark, and with a flash of white light, a small Wind Elemental over two meters tall was instantly summoned into the air.
The body of the Wind Elemental was a spinning gale without any well-defined limbs, and it naturally possessed the ability of flight.
