Shackles of War!
Grimm let out a long sigh as he raised his head.
As a Tier 2 Sorcerer, Grimm had heard of this powerful Warlock Tool before.
That light chain might not look like much, but it was a true level-4 sorcerer tool, and a terrifying law-defying one at that.
Enemies locked onto by the chain of light had no chance of escaping. If one did not kill the person holding the Shackles of War, they would never be able to break free from the chain of light.
"Aretina …"
While Grimm was silently admiring the battle between Tier 4 powerhouses, a deafening roar rang out not far away.
Turning his head, Grimm saw a Dragon covered in blood, its body full of terrifying wounds. If not for its familiar body shape and incomplete azure scales, Grimm would not have been able to recognize this Tier 3 Thunder Dragon.
It roared loudly as it passed through the battle circle and rushed into the collapsed palace. It let out a crazy roar at the horrifying zombie dragon.
Only then did Grimm notice that the Corpse Dragon was using its thick, sharp claws to press down on a badly mangled dragon-shaped creature. It was unknown if the creature was dead or alive. Judging from the slender figure and the strange emerald dragon scales, it should be the tier-3 little Emerald Female Dragon, Aretina.
However, she was no longer as beautiful as she used to be. Her appearance was as miserable as one could imagine.
Of the two beautiful dragon horns on her head, the one on the left had already disappeared, and the one on the right was only half intact. Purple blood flowed out of the wounds, covering half of the dragon's face.
Her slender body was covered in wounds of various sizes, each the size of a washbasin. Not a single scale could be seen on the surface of the wounds, revealing the bloody flesh, tendons, and white bones underneath. There was also a lingering aura of death lingering on the wounds.
Under the corrosion of the aura of death, Aretina's flesh was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her skin turned gray, losing its vitality and vitality.
"Let go of Erytina … Hand over my Erytina …" Armes, who was also injured, charged up to the Tier 4 Zombie Dragon and bellowed, "Release Erytina … Hand over my Erytina …"
Although the Zombie Dragon was heavily injured, it remained unfazed by a Tier 3 Dragon's provocation. It used its thick claws to press down on the half-dead Aretina as it raised its head and glared at the eager Thunder Dragon.
The battle in the sky was still intense and ferocious. The zombie dragon's ability to fly had obviously been crippled, and it could no longer return to the blue sky. After giving the matter some thought, Grim activated Flame Jump and appeared beside the Thunder Dragon.
"Sir, according to the agreement I signed with Madam Csuna, this emerald wyrm is our target, so I'll have to trouble you to hand her over. Also, the battle on the ground is not over yet. To prevent these Draconians from interfering with the two Lady Witches' plan, can you lend us a hand? "
As the Undead Mount of the Tier 4 Undead Witch Csuna, the Zombie Dragon undoubtedly possessed high intelligence. Faced with the request of a Sorcerer of the same faction, it breathed out a cold mist and replied loudly, "Little Sorcerer, don't try to deceive the Great Artest with your little tricks. According to the agreement, this Tier 3 little Dragon is indeed yours. Here you go … As for the trash over there, that's your mission. Don't bother me … "
The Zombie Dragon raised its claw and tossed the little female Emerald Dragon at Grim.
Grim paled. He nearly teleported away when he saw the massive dragon's body swooping towards him.
Fortunately, the Thunder Dragon Armes had been crouching by the side all this time. It leaped forward and caught Aretina with its thick front limbs and wings. After gently placing her on the ground, Armes immediately began to cleanse the dense aura of death that lingered around her body.
He spat out a few well-timed Lightning Dragon Breaths on Aretina's body, thoroughly eliminating the dense aura of death. However, Armes could not do anything about the aura of death that had penetrated deep into the dragon's body.
After all, the dragon-kind had an outstanding anti-magic power and an enviably great recovery ability. Therefore, most of the low-grade healing medicines were almost ineffective on them. Only those high-grade magic medicines could possibly work on them.
With the habits of the dragon race, how could they possibly carry recovery potions with them?
After circling around the unconscious Aretina for a few times, Armes suddenly realized what was going on. He turned around and crawled in front of Grimm, looking at him with an expression full of hope and hope. He did not look like a Tier 3 Dragon. Instead, he looked more like a pug wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
"Cough …"
"Love is truly blinding!
Even a Tier 3 Dragon can't escape from it! "
Grim cursed inwardly. He could not stand Armes' adorable way of begging, so he took out a small bottle filled with a green liquid and tossed it in his hand.
Armes immediately recognized the green liquid that was filled with a strong aura of life. It was a bottle of Moon Water. Moon Water was the holy water of the Forest Elves. It had a powerful recovery ability, and Aretina belonged to the Forest Dragon race. Moon Water was perfect for her.
Armes, who was crawling on the ground, widened his eyes even more. His thick tail, which was swinging back and forth behind him, swayed more and more happily. It was just that the terrifying might of the Flying Sand and Stones was enough to make ordinary creatures unable to resist its flattery and flattery.
"Are you sure you want to cure her now?" Grim tossed the bottle of potion in his hand and revealed a demonic smile. "If she recovers now, are you sure you can subdue her? What if she still wants to save Blue Sky Wing and disturb the two witches' plan? Do you think she'll be able to survive that? "
The series of questions caused Armes to fall to the ground. The Thunder Dragon's eyes welled up with tears as it lay on the ground, its tail motionless.
"Don't worry. With the physique of a dragon, she won't die from such injuries." Grim continued, "As long as we end this battle quickly and bring her back to the metal fortress, healing her is just a matter of potion! But before that, don't you want to do something for me? "
The Tier 3 Thunder Dragon let out a low roar and got up from the ground. Ignoring the heavy injuries on its body, it charged into the Tier 2 Dragonkin Warriors and started a massacre.
With the Thunder Dragon as the main force, the pressure on Grim and the others immediately decreased by half.
Without the pressure of survival, Grim and the others shifted their attention to how they could maximize their profits. In the previous battle, they were afraid that their attacks would not be vicious enough to withstand the assault of the Tier 2 Dragonoid Warriors. Now, however, they changed their minds and began to carefully protect the Tier 2 Dragonoid Warriors.
Under the Thunder Dragon's unbridled attacks, one Tier 2 Dragonoid Warrior after another fell to the ground, their limbs mangled and broken. Grim and the others immediately swarmed the Dragonoid Warriors and knocked them unconscious. Then, they carefully moved them to a safe location.
In just 15 minutes, the Thunder Dragon, with the help of Grim and the others, had successfully killed 39 Tier 2 Dragonoid Warriors.
When Grim and the others went to investigate, he was surprised to find that the Tier 3 Dragonoid Chieftain was still alive. Hence, he captured it and moved it to a safe location.
While they were busy, the Tier 4 Dragonoid Warriors were engaged in a fierce battle in the sky.
However, with their speed and Strength, Grim and the others had no chance of watching or peeping at them. Moreover, these Tier 4 powerhouses could cross several kilometers with a single Blink or Flight. From the moment the battle began, they had changed locations over a dozen times, spanning hundreds of kilometers.
Grim had also secretly released several dozen Apprentice Windbreath Monsters. Unfortunately, they could not keep up with the Dragonoid Warriors' speed, or they were crushed by the shockwaves from the battle.
This made Grim realize that the Tier 4 battlefield was not something he could participate in right now.
Ignoring the two witches and the Blue Sky Wing's battle, Grim dealt with most of the Dragonoid Warriors and began to excavate the Tier 4 Dragon nest.
One after another, powerful stone puppets were summoned to move away the collapsed bricks and broken walls. Little by little, they began to dig deeper into the dragon lair. Grim did not know what kind of benefits Grim had promised the Zombie Dragon, but it was actually willing to participate in the excavation of the nest.
In the process of digging, Grimm could deeply feel the wild and ferocious nature of the two Witches of Death. Most of the magic traps and mechanisms along the way had already been triggered, and most of the Zombie Dragon's injuries were due to these traps.
It was thanks to the Zombie Dragon's ferocious charge that the two witches had been able to reach the Blue Sky Wing's chamber. When they had entered the chamber, the Blue Sky Wing hadn't been fully prepared for battle.
With the Zombie Dragon Artest leading the way, Grim and the others arrived at the Tier 4 Dragon's chamber without any problems. When the overturned bricks and soil were cleared away, Grimm and the others were instantly lost in the dazzling brilliance …
How shocking was the wealth of a Tier 4 Dragon?
In the past, Grim might have had a rough idea of how much wealth it was, but after witnessing it for himself today, he had to admit that poverty could limit one's imagination.
Grimm's eyes welled up with tears as he gazed at the sea of gold coins in the huge palace and the countless treasures that were hidden within.
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