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During this period, he felt that the danger below him was always lingering in his heart. Barbatos's nerves were tense and he threw the four or five little wild dwarves holding on a pair of dragon claws directly from high in the air.
The place where it was thrown was exactly where Rosa was standing.
At this moment, Leo could either choose to throw the blood axe in his hand, which contained astonishing energy, and knock Barbatos down from mid-air at the cost of abandoning the lives of these little wild dwarves, or choose to save these few little wild dwarves. life, the price is to give up the attack on Babatos who was escaping at full speed.
After all, Babatos exerted force on these little wild dwarves to accelerate their fall. Leo was just a senior warrior and could not make two choices at the same time.
But in the end, Leo threw down the blood axe with a distorted expression, and used his body speed to the limit, turning into a bloody afterimage, barely able to save the five little wild dwarves.
Offset by the fighting spirit of Leo's bones and blood, these five little wild dwarves did not suffer any major injuries, but they were obviously very frightened, and several of their linen pants were wet.
They pooped in their pants.
Leo was covered in the smell of faeces and urine, but remained indifferent. He just looked straight at the black dragon figure that had flown a thousand meters high and turned into a black dot.
He withdrew his gaze and looked around. The tribesmen were wailing and screaming. They were crawling with broken arms and legs. Their internal organs and intestines were flowing out all over the floor and they were stuffing. with fear on their faces. Their dead relatives and children were lying next to the corpses. The head howls.
At this moment, Leo's mood was beyond words.
Regret?
He did regret it.
If he had known that when he first encountered the black dragon, he would have exploded and burned everything in himself, and chopped off its head neatly.
Then there wouldn't be as much trouble as it is now, and there wouldn't be so many clan members dying.
"Master Leo. Master Leo." Vaguely, Leo heard someone calling his name, but his legs seemed to be rooted to the ground, motionless, and the brilliance of his eyes gradually dimmed.
When a wild dwarf warrior trotted up to Leo, he was shocked to find that the Lord Leo had turned into a corpse with shrivelled skin, as if he had been dead for a long time.
"Lord Leo is dead," the wild dwarf warrior murmured with a look of horror and disbelief. He was just an ordinary wild dwarf warrior of the Brown Forest Clan. He did not know the existence of the forbidden secret method of the Bone-Blooded Warrior, nor did he know how to use it. Understand the consequences and costs of this secret method.
If he only burns ordinary blood and essence blood properly, he will only be weak for a few months after the battle. But obviously, Leo did not use this forbidden secret method properly. In order to be able to kill the black dragon with one axe with absolute certainty, he resolutely tried his best to burn all the blood in his body, drained all his strength and concentrated it without reservation on the giant axe weapon that had been with him for decades.
Unfortunately, this axe can never be struck thr black dragon.
Leo's death quickly spread among the Brownwood clan.
After hearing the news, it was like a heavy hammer hitting the heads of all the wild dwarves. They looked sad and in pain.
In addition to the spiritual leader Slytherin, the shaman, and the clan leader Lutz, the dead Leo, his brother Rosa and another young senior dragon knight, the three of them are the most dazzling members of the Brown Forest clan. Leo is also the object of worship and pursuit by most wild dwarves.
Although there are still many high-level professionals in the Brown Forest clan, they are all older and belong to the real older generation. They have no direct topics to talk about the young and energetic wild dwarf boys. There is a lack of communication and their natural popularity is relatively high. Not as good as the three of them.
When Slytherin and Lutz led five hundred elite wild dwarves back to the cave where the tribe was located, they saw many tribesmen with sad and painful expressions cleaning up the corpses and blood stains of tribesmen and monsters, and their expressions suddenly changed.
"The Shaman is back! The leader is back!"
When some tribesmen who were cleaning up the corpses heard the noise, they raised their heads with vigilance. When they saw it was Slytherin and others, they suddenly shouted excitedly.
When Slytherin, Lutz, and many senior wild dwarf professionals and elite warriors who came back from the trip learned about what happened in the clan's lair, they were all extremely angry, and their heads and eyeballs were bloodshot.
"So, are we being tricked by a teenage black dragon?" 'Nelson', the senior dragon knight of the Brown Forest clan, looked at everyone in confusion.
He is one of the three most dazzling young senior professionals in the Brown Forest clan along with the two brothers Leo and Rosa.
As for the dead Leo, when they chose careers and entered the path of cultivation more than a hundred years ago, they began to dislike each other because they were the best. They often faced each other coldly, competing and chasing each other.
The clan has issued a mission to hunt and eliminate monsters. If you, Leo, hunt ten monsters, I will hunt eleven!
Anyway, there is always a battle for victory and victory.
But now that Leo is dead, Nelson, who has always disliked this guy, cannot be happy. Instead, he feels very empty and unreal.
As the leader of the tribe, Lutz patted Nelson on the shoulder. He had watched both Leo and Nelson grow up. At this moment, he subconsciously wanted to comfort Nelson and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Eventually, all the emotions dissolved into a sigh.
"Shaman, clan leader, I think we should chase that mutant black dragon now! Although the other party flew in the air without leaving any traces, there are traces of the escape of its dependents. If we follow those monster dependents, we will definitely find them. Where is the dragon's nest!" A senior elder with a long brown beard spoke out his thoughts and plans with a cold expression.
His words made the eyes of more than a dozen tribal leaders present brighten up, and they all agreed. They felt that this plan was very promising, and they would definitely be able to find the lair of the mutant black dragon, and then capture it alive.
Yes, captured alive. At this time, no wild dwarf thought about killing Barbatos directly, as for them it would be too kind to give him a quick death.
Capture it alive, then bleed it and cut its flesh every day to grow it into an irrational dragon beast to support the growth of the clan. For every child he kills they will give ten thousand cuts.
"Okay, Godwin, you lead twenty intermediate warriors to follow the evacuation traces of the monster's relatives and find the nest of the mutant black dragon as quickly as possible."
Slytherin made his decision.
"Teacher, I want to go too."
Rosa, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head and said calmly. But his terrifying eyes full of hatred betrayed him, indicating that he was not at peace in his heart at the moment.
Slytherin looked at his apprentice, shook his head, and rejected his request.
"Why?" Rosa asked, puzzled. His brother Leo died. As a younger brother, it was only natural for him to avenge his brother. Why did the teacher stop him?
Why? !
Rosa was dissatisfied and angry. He didn't even know that he was already somewhat alienated from his teacher.
If the teacher hadn't had to rescue the captured grandson Vickers and take a large number of elites and high-level combat forces from the clan away from the tribe, this kind of thing would never have happened!
As long as there is one more senior combatant left in the clan, his brother Leo will not die at all! This was the mindset of many Dwarven families who lost their loved ones, particularly young mothers.
Slytherin actually regretted it at the moment, and he also thought of this. If I had brought one less senior combatant, this wouldn't have happened.
But he also didn't expect that with two senior professionals and more than two thousand wild dwarf warriors staying behind, a strange black dragon would invade with its dependents.
His original intention was to gather most of the elite combat forces of the clan to attack. If he finally encountered the Queen of Darkness, then with united efforts, he and Lutz, two master-level professionals, would cooperate with more than a dozen senior professionals and more than 400 people. The elite warrior can also make Lyanna, the Queen of Darkness, fearful and have the strength to talk to her.
Although mid-level and high-level professional warriors pose little threat to Lyanna, who is an adult black dragon, and can kill several people with one breath of dragon breath, under the control of two master-level professionals, mid-level and high-level professional warriors can completely consume Lyanna's energy. Strength, magic, and their fighting spirit attacks will also cause Lyanna to feel pain and even be injured and bleed.
And if only Slytherin and Lutz go, then once they meet Lyanna, there is a high probability that they will be dragged hanged by Lyanna, and not to mention the situation in which they will be surrounded by a large number of monster relatives of the opponent. In the worst case, both of them will eventually be exhausted. Magic and fighting spirit were then killed by Lyanna.
In a good situation, even if Slytherin uses a short-distance teleportation spell to successfully escape from the opponent's territory, the patriarch Lutz, who is a warrior, will still be killed.
Slytherin sighed. Everything had already happened at this time. No matter how much he was distressed and regretful, he could not change the result that Leo and the clan members with many young ones were dead. He looked at the expressionless Rosa, and then looked around at the top brass of the Brown Forest clan with fighting power, said in a low voice,
"Rosa, I know you want to avenge your brother, but the clan is likely to encounter a greater crisis next. The clan needs this senior mage to stay and deal with it together. You are very important!"
"What do you mean?" Rosa asked with a frown. Could it be that the bigger crisis is... Rosa's face changed slightly as he thought of something.
Slytherin's next words confirmed Rosa's inner guess, and his face became heavy.
"We went to annihilate the Black Fang tribe and captured the opponent's high-level dragon vein caster leader alive. However, this matter may not be hidden from the Queen of Darkness for too long. Although I cast a spell to cover up the aura, the dragon's have an extraordinary sense of smell, so it may not be impossible to find it. A trace of clues to lock in our Brown Forest clan."
Slytherin said calmly.
"Perhaps, the Queen of Darkness will soon find the place where our clan is. Alas."
At this time, Slytherin felt extremely regretful.
The decision to invade the Dark Queen's territory in order to save his grandson Vickers was really stupid when he thinks about it calmly now!
For selfish reasons, the entire clan has been implicated! !
"This is all my fault. As a clan shaman and a wise man, I shouldn't be swayed by personal emotions. I am guilty."
Slytherin stood up slowly, lowered his head that had been accustomed to being held high for nearly three hundred years, felt guilty from the bottom of his heart, and bowed down to apologise to everyone.
More than a dozen senior members of the Palm Grove clan jumped up from their seats, hurriedly stepped forward to help Slytherin up, and said,
"Shaman, no, no. You can't be blamed for this matter at all. Our clan members were captured and they must be rescued. This has nothing to do with your grandson Vickers."
"Yes, yes, even if Vickers is not there and other clan warriors are captured, we will make the same choice as you!"
Everyone tried to persuade him.
Rosa looked at this scene with melancholy and confusion.
What everyone said makes sense. Even without Vickers, his teacher would definitely choose to save his people.
It's just that if you don't have any emotions, you won't be able to easily step into the trap created by the mutant black dragon.
For a moment, Rosa felt extremely complicated, but he was also relieved.
'Black Dragon, I will personally twist off your head with the hands of darkness.' Leo said solemnly in his heart.
***
Not far from the Brown Forest Clan's valley nest, high in the sky, above thick clouds and mist.
A black dragon with unusually large muscles was suspended in motion, its deep, dark topaz-like pupils staring silently below.
While observing, I threw a hydrotherapy spell on my injured left dragon claw.
However, hydrotherapy is only a second-tier spell, and it is only an entry-level proficiency, so the therapeutic effect is not very good for my huge claws.
After seven or eight hydrotherapy treatments were thrown in succession, the dragon's claws, which were originally bloody and bloody, almost recovered from its injuries.
The remaining thing is to let the young and tender dragon scales that grow out slowly harden over time and return to the hardness they should have had before being injured.
"Water healing spells are not as effective as light healing spells." I sighed secretly.
Just when I was thinking about what types of spells I should learn in the future to better improve my overall strength, my expression suddenly condensed, my head dipped under the clouds, and I looked at the group of people below who were like ants.
There were hundreds of wild dwarves, but because they were too far away, I couldn't sense what level their strength was.
But it doesn't matter.
Because this wild dwarf army must be the one that invaded the Black Dragon Lady's territory.
I did not dare to take a closer look, fearing that the spiritually powerful master caster would discover my peeping, and soon the dragon's head was hidden in the clouds.
"Fortunately, we walked fast. If we had been slower for a while, it would have been difficult to leave." I felt a little lucky that the invasion force came back too soon.
Next, I did not go back directly to the Dragon Nest in the Black Blood Valley, but continued to patiently hide in the clouds, peeking at the movements of the wild dwarves below.
"Huh? A team came out of the valley."
I narrowed my eyes and kept looking at the direction in which the wild dwarf team left.
"This direction is the route Skye and the others left." I frowned slightly, and soon felt it was time for the next phase of my plan, and a cold look flashed in my huge dragon eyes.
The dependent contract, the spiritual connection trembled slightly, and I issued a new order to the five contracted dependents.
Immediately, I stopped hiding in the clouds and quickly flew away from the place with vibrating dragon wings.
The direction of flight is still the Black Blood Valley Dragon Nest in the east.
After flying for more than half an hour in the howling wind, I returned to the Black Blood Valley, but I did not land, but continued flying eastward.
Another half an hour passed, and I stepped into the Black Dragon Lady's territory.
My unconcealed posture was quickly spotted by the Black Dragoness's dependnts and was finally reported to Lyanna, who was tracking the traces of the wild dwarves.
Soon, the adult black dragon with a body length of more than nineteen meters arrived in front of me. And seeing her I had a smile on my face. Things were going according to my plan.