What would it feel like to be stared at by an angry dragon?
If this topic appeared on Zhihu, it would definitely be another bunch of nonsense stories. Also, the stories were so vivid that it seemed that dragons really existed in the real world.
Roland, on the other hand, wanted to say that he didn't feel anything when he was stared at by a dragon.
Because he had no time to consider that at this moment.
Summoning three shield-wielding magic puppets, he retreated, not to avoid the dragon, but to avoid the remote attacks of other elves.
At least six elves had aimed their longbows at him.
Roland retreated and said, "Let's disperse, or we'll both be reduced to bones if the emerald dragon spits another big ball of saliva."
Suel ran a dozen meters forward as he was told and shouted, "The dragon has its eyes on us. When will Schuck arrive? I think only a dragon can deal with a dragon. "
"I've already informed him in the guild," Roland said. "He'll probably be here soon."
As they talked, several more arrows were shot at them.
Suel hurriedly blocked two of them, and the rest were all blocked by the three magic puppets.
Of course, the appearance of the three magic puppets had also dimmed a little.
Roland retreated and tried to condense another large fireball, but this time, several arrows that could turn were shot at him from his left or right side the moment he condensed the fireball.
Thankfully, Roland had summoned three magic puppets, which could protect him from both sides.
However, after several attacks, two shield-wielding puppets disappeared almost at the same time.
There was a limit to the total strength of the attacks that the magic puppets could block.
For example, the magic puppets had a defense of 10 and a health of 100.
If the attack was higher than 10, the magic puppets could be destroyed in one hit.
However, if the attack was lower than 10, the magic puppets could only be hit several times and lose 100 health, which was essentially the magic power of the shield-wielding puppets.
Several arrows were shot at him. Although they were blocked by the magic puppets, two of them disappeared on the spot.
He had to admit that the elves' archery was much better than that of human Hunters on average.
Without the two magic puppets, seven arrows flew at him.
Roland had to stop accumulating magic power and throw out the fireball in his hand that was less than thirty centimeters in diameter.
This time, Roland threw it at the elven archers in the distance.
Even the explosion of a large fireball with a diameter of one meter could not cause fatal damage to the green dragon in the air, let alone this small fireball.
Roland had thought that the Inferior Fireball might hit an elf, and even if it couldn't kill them, it should be able to heavily wound them.
However, Roland's expectations were dashed. The elves traded their relatively poor physique for high Intelligence and Dexterity.
The fireball had only flown halfway when it was hit by four magic arrows at the same time.
After a crisp sound, the small fireball exploded, splashing out a lot of sparks. Apart from some flowers and plants, nothing else was hurt.
Suel roared angrily and rushed forward, but he was forced back by the nine longbows when he was only halfway there.
At least four arrows were shot at him every second, and the only thing Suel could do was to wave his left arm and block all the arrows with the round shield.
The elves, on the other hand, took the opportunity to shoot arrows at Roland now and then.
Roland summoned two magic puppets again to block the arrows for him.
At this time, the green dragon that had been staring at Roland made a new move. It began to raise its head, and half a second later, it slammed its head into the ground and spat out a mouthful of acid that was much larger than before. It flew at Roland at an exaggerated speed.
The dragon saliva flew very fast. Roland wasn't a physical professional and couldn't run fast enough. Logically speaking, he couldn't escape the range of the acid.
However, he snapped his fingers and suddenly disappeared. Then, he reappeared under a tree about sixty meters to his left.
Teleportation.
One of the most important life-saving skills for a spellcaster.
However, the green dragon reacted faster. He caught Roland the moment he appeared and simply spat a mouthful of dragon saliva at him.
Roland had just recovered from the dizziness of teleportation, when he raised his head and saw another mouthful of dragon saliva. Having no choice, he could only teleport again.
Seeing that his attack had failed again, the green dragon's eyes were filled with annoyance.
At this moment, Betta and Rommel, who had disappeared since the beginning of the battle, each appeared next to an elf.
Both of them had randomly received Secondary Invisibility. The two of them had already determined what they could do from the very beginning.
Assassinate as a guest assassin.
It had to be said that their battle plan was very successful.
After two screams, the two elves fell to the ground, clutching their abdomens.
Betta and Rommel, on the other hand, were shot full of holes by the other elven archers because they were exposed.
"Another one killed." Roland smiled. As long as this continued, victory would be theirs.
As he spoke, the green dragon shot out another mouthful of acid.
Roland disappeared again and reappeared on a small rock nearby.
Seeing that his attack had disappeared again, the green dragon was beyond furious. He roared at the sky, and several transparent chains suddenly appeared in the entire space.
It was as if they were fixing the space.
"Dimensional Anchor!"
Roland sighed helplessly. Now that his mental power had sensed that the space around him had changed from "lake water" to "rigid," it was impossible to teleport again.
After the Dimensional Anchor took effect, the green dragon raised his head high.
"It seems that I can't avoid dying once after all." Roland sighed. He was a bit reluctant to give up his experience.
Sol, on the other hand, was in danger. Too many arrows were aimed at him, so now he was in danger.
No matter how powerful the shield was, it was impossible for it to protect him completely.
The green dragon was about to spit out acid, when the red dragon suddenly rushed in through the curtain of light.
Then, the red dragon collided with the burnt green dragon, and they both fell to the ground in midair.
Moreover, they kept rolling on the ground while biting each other.
A pair of golden wings of light grew on Schuck's back, and he slowly descended from midair.
"Sorry, I'm late."
While Schuck was talking, he suddenly saw the green dragon bite the red dragon's neck and throw her backward.
It was clearly a flying creature, and it was shockingly heavy. No matter how strong Princess Marg was, she was still thrown to Schuck's side.
With a loud thud, the red dragon fell heavily to the ground, creating a small pit.
After throwing the red dragon away, the green dragon sat up and was about to fly into the sky, but he saw the red dragon turn over at an extremely fast speed and fly directly at him.
Once again, the green dragon was knocked to the ground.
"There's a chance …" Roland's eyes lit up. "Schuck, why aren't you going to help?"
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