Wide shadows streaked across the vast expanse of swampy heights, crystallized snow lifting and scattering.
The king's daughter who was lifted by her collar lowered her head, not daring to imagine at all the commotion that was taking place above her head. The witch who was riding on the dragon's back wailed in anger and kept breaking the two hands that were clasping the spine in a death grip, wanting to throw that unashamed person off.
"Don't you move... It's almost done..."
Fina was very highly adjusted to the pose while calming the anger of the man above her.
Using the hands around her waist and her lower body as a fulcrum, she worked herself up to press her knees into her shoulders and then clutched the crooks of her legs.
Now there was no way for the witch to interfere.
It didn't take long for the trajectory of their flight to begin to skew.
Finally, the Demon Hunter Dragons made an emergency landing on a cliff in the swamp.
After putting the extra two down, he took off again with the warlock in his arms.
This rare and bold move by Fina became a lifelong memory for Eleazar.
The witch took out her cannon and blasted it toward the sky, but in the end, only white snow scattered down.
Instead of knocking the two down, it woke up the monster in the lair.
A deep green head peeked over from behind the cliff, and the two who were left on the Poison Dragon Cliff were startled, only to see those brownish-yellow vertical pupils filled with tyrannical ruthlessness.
Then the huge body full of intimidation was shown, covered with dark green scales, a row of creepy spikes spreading from the back of the neck to the tail, carrying a faint dragon's authority, sharp winged claws slowly climbed over the rocks to the top, and a roar resounded through the heavens and the earth as a pair of dark green wings unfolded.
"ROAR!!!"
Compared to the three-headed dragon that was only a totem beast, this evil dragon's fierce reputation was even more far-reaching.
Poison Dragons, Flying Dragons, and even what some believe to be Green Dragons.
Often flying out of the swamp to attack neighboring villages, passing through a plague that is difficult to dispel, a little more noisy caravans passing through the swamp will also be attacked, in the most active period, even travelers passing by will be ruthlessly captured, leaving behind countless horror legends.
The Royal Court of the Earth had sent an unknown number of Knights of the Royal Capital to crusade against them, but in the end, none of them survived.
The two magical girls completely froze, their bodies couldn't help but take a step back, and then they saw the soft abdominal scales of the poisonous dragon begin to bulge, a dark green trail spreading up from the chest cavity, and the breath around them instantly reeked of a foul odor.
A mouthful of poisonous spit that was chilled all over the body was spewed out immediately afterward!
Evelea pulled the stunned king's daughter and jumped straight off the tens of meters high dragon cliff.
"Roar--"
The poisonous mist above splattered wildly, and the stones blasted by the dragon's breath all splattered down trailing green smoke, but only fell for a moment before the toxin corroded away.
A white figure swept past the two immediately behind them.
The Demon Hunter Dragon Man, who had been disturbed by his good deed, grabbed one person with one hand and slowly floated his body up into the air, his eyes full of deep ice.
Flying back to the cliffs strewn with venom, he found a safe place to put the two down, and then his white wings vibrated, breaking into the air, a circle of airwaves exploded horrifyingly, and the sonic boom shook the entire Dragon Cliff.
The bipedal flying dragon could not react at all, its chest was immediately broken into by an Ice Spirit Lance, and its huge body was toppled by a slender figure.
Endless cold air splashed along with the green blood, and bridges of ice slowly condensed where they flew over as if the sky had knitted a splendid hanging glacier.
The green swamp was slowly covered in snow, and at the frozen end, a flying dragon coughing up blood was pinned into the endless ice.
[Magic potion residue: 87800→77800]
"Hoo... Hoo..."
The boiling murderous intent finally subsided slowly, and Eleazar covered his forehead while feeling the Dragonborn traits inside him weakening at a rapid rate.
You can't digest any more magic potions, and if you do, your draconic form won't last much longer.
"The Sky Overlord has also fallen..."
"As of today, the Mud Dust Swamp is officially liberated..."
Eleazar announces slowly, then steps forward to harvest the legendary trait Dragonborn fodder.
What is the secret of this place?
It was able to give birth to two lower-level dragon species!
In the cave of Poison Dragon Cliff, Fina crouched in front of a dark green dragon egg in thought.
When Eleazar arrived in a hurry with the other two, she stood up and said, "No wonder it hasn't been coming out of its lair lately, it didn't even come out after all the commotion that erupted out there, it's watching over its offspring!"
The witch sitting on Witcher's back poked her head out, disgusted:
"It's a bipedal flying dragon offspring... yelp, it's so ugly in its mature stage!!!"
Eleazar raises a torch and slowly looks around.
He checked when he came back, and the swamp under the cliffs was the lair of the three-headed dragon.
A dragon cliff inhabited by two completely unrelated dragon species, how was this possible?
After voicing this doubt to the two men around him, the group pondered for a moment.
The Warlock, who specializes in the creation of transcendent beings, mused, "Is there such a possibility..."
"The Bipedal Flying Dragon was originally just an ordinary Pterodactyl, and only after occupying this lair did it gain the evolution of the dragon species..."
"And the three-headed dragon was originally an ordinary giant lizard, and it was likewise close to this Dragon Cliff that it underwent a transformative change!"
Fina looked up with growing certainty, "There is a real dragon species here, Witch you guessed it, there is a green dragon in the swamp..."
When the shocking news was analyzed, several people were nonplussed.
They immediately began a careful search of Dragon Cliff.
Finally, in the triton cavern that was littered with dead bones and full of nests of rusted armor, they found a slow-moving vortex of mud.
"There must be an entrance to an unknown place down here, which is why this never-ending vortex has formed!"
The witch said with certainty.
Fina looks to Witcher worriedly.
"Have you carefully measured the speed, and is there still enough time to explore?"
Eleazar closed his eyes and thought silently for a long time.
"I should be able to stay for another ten days, but I can't digest any more magic potions..."
The Sleeping Temple .......
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Emerald Dreams ........
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