The giant dragon in mid-air almost brushed past Brendel and Haruz's sides and crashed to the ground. The airflow raised by the impact blew away the surrounding forest. Cooper and Count Alcon were sent flying by the shock. The others were slightly better, but most of them were swaying left and right. Only Brendel, who was protecting the little prince, stood still. Hao Ren squinted his eyes in the sand and dust brought up by the violent vortex. He only saw a flash of silver light. The one who fell was none other than Mithril, who lured Malthus away last night.
Mithril's condition was worse than the worst he had seen her last night. The beautiful silver body of the dragon was covered with wounds of various sizes, and even her scales had become dull. But the most serious wound was near her back. Three gashes nearly ten meters long were distributed in that position. The flesh and blood in the wounds were overturned. Broken muscle tissue and blood vessels could be seen at a glance. Dark red blood was gushing out like a fountain.
Brando knew at a glance that she did not know who had clawed her. He did not know if it was Malthus or Modesty who was now above him.
Most people would probably die if they fell from such a high altitude, but Mithril looked like she was still alive. She raised her head with difficulty, and her silver eyes saw Brando not far away. She could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. "We meet again, little one. I almost thought I was going to break my promise to a mortal."
He did not know if his eyes were playing tricks on him, but he saw the corners of her lips curling up into a rare 'Dragon's Smile'. [Are you alright, Mistress Mithril?] [How can you still smile at a time like this?]
"I'm fine. That idiot Malthus was fooled by my little trick. He's chasing after me in the direction of the highland. Haha." Mithril smiled proudly, and then sighed again. "Unfortunately, I'm not so lucky either. Damn Modesty, I don't know what's wrong with her. She actually turned around and flew back. Sigh, if I wasn't in such a bad state, she would be the one falling down now. However, I ambushed her from the clouds, so she won't have it easy. "
Her voice was weak, but she was still proud, as if no one could make her lower her proud head.
Brando was not an idiot. He could tell that Mithril did not have the confidence to get rid of Malthus last night. She had risked her life. She was obviously being sarcastic. If she had not gotten rid of Malthus, she would not have been able to return to this place. He could not help but feel inexplicably moved. She was a dragon, why would she sacrifice herself for a group of mortals she had never met before? In his eyes, the indifference of the Bugas and the loftiness of the Giant God Milos seemed to fit the image of a superior being.
Legend had it that the Silver Dragon was the embodiment of holiness, representing the purest kindness and order in the world. But that was just a legend, and it was difficult to reconcile it with the Mithril in front of him.
"Lady Mithril, do you need help?" He asked with some concern.
"I do need your help, little one, but it's a little different from what you think." Blood continued to seep out of the Silver Dragon's nostrils. She replied very weakly, "If you can do it, I promise you wealth you can't imagine."
"What?"
"Help me tell the other dragons that Malthus, Modesti, and Glindowen have broken their vows —"
The news of a dragon appearing on the earth would spread in a few days. There was no need to specifically inform them. Besides, where could he find the other dragons? The only way was through Aloz or the little fatty Shitah, but he could not contact them now. By the time he left Anzlova and sent the news back to Tónigel, it would be too late. Was there a need to inform them by then? Brando was slightly startled. The Silver Dragon Mithril looked into his eyes and seemed to see his doubts. She said softly, "The news will indeed spread quickly, but it will be too late by then. We have to send the news out immediately."
"I'm afraid I can't do that." Brando shook his head. "Jorgendy Ridge has sealed off Anzlova. We can't leave this place in a short period of time. I'm afraid you have to do it yourself. Lady Mithril, let's get you out of this place first. The rest can wait until you recover. Don't forget, I still have the Elapsed Needle."
Mithril smiled gently. "I'm afraid that crazy Modesti won't let me go. She's still angry. Go, I'll stay and help you attract her attention. You go to Loen and take the ship to leave Anzlova. The army of Jorgendy Ridge hasn't attacked the port yet. As for how you're going to inform my people as soon as possible, I'll leave it to you."
Brando looked up at the female black dragon in the air. Just as Mithril said, she was heavily injured. She was even hit by a Draconic spell and her eyes were injured. She was flying in the air like a headless fly, roaring angrily. Unfortunately, any magic effect could not last for too long on a dragon. Once she regained her sight, the Silver Dragon Lady would be in trouble.
Looking at this scene, Hao Ren suddenly felt a sense of pride. "She won't let us leave, but that doesn't mean we can't. She's just a black dragon. Although I may not be her match, she might not be able to keep me here."
Mithril looked at the little human in surprise. He was bragging too much. However, she still admired Brando's courage. Not everyone dared to say such bold words in front of a dragon. She could not help but think of the confrontation between Brando and Malthus last night. What an interesting little fellow. However, the Silver Dragon Lady was not a psychopath who wanted to commit suicide. She did not want to die if she could. Hearing Brando's words, she asked curiously, "Little fellow, what are you going to do?"
Brando did not have any good ideas. The only way was to use the gargoyles to hold Modesty back. It sounded a little ridiculous — it would be so under normal circumstances. However, the female black dragon was now injured. Dragons were not very agile in the air, and now she was even more unsteady. If he only used the gargoyles to harass her instead of attacking her directly, he could still waste a lot of her time. It was like a clumsy person swatting a fly. He would not be able to get rid of it in a short time.
This choice was to use the gargoyles as cannon fodder. Modesty was not a fool. Only hundreds or even thousands of gargoyles could stop her. However, the gargoyles that were sent out would not come back.
Brando's heart was bleeding. These were all the help that he had asked for from the Bugas. Although they were originally used as cannon fodder, he was still very reluctant to give them away.
After hearing his words, the Silver Dragon Lady asked with some amusement, "That's a big deal. You're a count, right? Do all human counts have such means?"
"That's not it," Brando replied, "It's just that I have a little relationship with the Bugas."
"I've heard rumors about you. These gargoyles are also precious assets to you. Don't you feel sad?" Mithril asked.
After she finished speaking, she saw Brando's expression and could not help but giggle. "I understand. Don't worry, I'll make it up to you, little guy — —"
After hearing this, Brando felt a little better. The dragons were different from the Bugas. As the last golden race in Wohnde, they had always liked to be alone. They neither established a country nor had any system. Other than the dragons, there were almost no low-level troops. Although there were many wyverns and draconic beasts in this world, most of them did not have a superior or subordinate relationship with the dragons. When Mithril said that she would make it up to him, it was mostly through her personal collection and treasures. Unfortunately, the gargoyles of the Bugas were not something that could be bought with money. Rare troops were sometimes much more useful than wealth and magic treasures.
However, compensation was better than no compensation. At least it could be used as a psychological comfort.
"Can you turn into a human?" Brando asked, "Lady Mithril."
"I can only turn into a Silver Elf. I don't like to turn into a human."
"That's fine too." Brando could not help but laugh. Even at this time, she still did not forget to joke around. He really did not know whether this was the natural calmness of dragons or the latter's strange personality.
At this time, Modesty, who was in mid-air, seemed to have finally regained her vision. Although she was still circling in the air mindlessly, she roared, "Mithril, you're going to regret this soon!"
Without further ado, Brando immediately sent an order to the gargoyles hiding in the forest. Suddenly, countless small black dots appeared between the hills and mountains. These small black dots were all gargoyles. Under Brando's order, they screamed and flew towards Modesty in the air. The blind black dragon was completely unaware, but countless goblins and kobolds in Shagos' camp below witnessed this scene with their own eyes. They could not help but scream in fear.
Hearing these chaotic screams, Modesty finally realized that something was wrong. She screamed angrily, "What happened, Shagos? Report to me!"
But could Lady Shagos report to her?
Obviously not. The one who reported to her was the little elf. A faint silver light rose from Shagos' camp, and in an instant, a white light flashed towards Modesty in mid-air.
Brando's eyelids twitched when he saw this silver light.
These little girls were too lawless. How dare they attack a dragon? Did they really think that his words were not in their ears?
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However, Brando had actually wronged the little elf.
When Mithril fell from the sky, the airflow swept across the entire camp of the Lizardmen and Kobolds. The little elf who was pointing the Demon Slayer Spear at Lady Lizardman was directly blown away. Chiyara, who was too weak to stand up to the wind, crashed into the Roman. Both of them rolled out together. Only Chiyara was the quickest. She flew up immediately and escaped the disaster.
Shagos, who was still happily making a deal with Chiyara, suddenly let out a low growl. She shot towards the little elf and grabbed the Demon Slayer Spear in the little elf's hand. She wanted to take away the only weapon that could threaten her. Shagos originally thought that the little girl would not have much strength. Moreover, she could tell that the little elf was very weak from the way she was blown away by the wind. However, Shagos did not expect that she would not be able to snatch the Demon Slayer Spear from the little elf's hand. Instead, she lifted the little elf up along with the spear.
"Don't take my treasure! Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah!" The little elf was still eating the sand in the wind as she shouted.
At that moment, the Lizard Lady's mind was in a mess. What kind of obsession was this? She was so angry that smoke was coming out of her seven orifices. She raised her foot and wanted to kick the little elf out. "Get out of my way, damn brat!"
However, the little elf was also stubborn. She directly activated the Demon Slayer Spear. At that moment, a beam of white light shot out from the spear. As the two fought, the tip of the spear moved horizontally in the direction of the camp by 50 to 60 degrees. Then, the beam of white light sliced through the entire camp. After the white light passed by, the entire forest seemed to have been shaved bald. The tents on the open ground collapsed and caught fire. For a moment, black smoke billowed. The goblins and kobolds were crying and howling in the smoke. In fact, many of them were already dead.
The little elf closed her eyes tightly and did not see this scene at all. However, Shagos himself was shocked. These were all his own troops. In Jorgendy Ridge, the troops under his command were the symbol of a lord's strength. Just this one attack had caused him to suffer heavy losses.
She could not help but feel regretful and anxious. Subconsciously, she raised the spear in the little elf's hand into the sky.
However, she did not expect that this move would cause problems.
At that moment, everyone saw a beam of white light rise from the ground and go straight to Modesty in the air. Under everyone's watchful eyes, this beam of white light hit Modesty's wings. A golden-red line of law flashed out from where the beam of light hit. The white beam of light also turned into hot molten steel, sprinkling a rain of light. The Demon Slayer Spear could not penetrate the dragon's defense, but it was enough to hurt her. The female black dragon was already blind and anxious. She hovered in the air because she was afraid that she would hit the mountain if she flew too low. She did not expect to suddenly feel a sharp pain in her left wing where the damn woman had attacked. She could not help but scream, lost her balance, and crashed into a nearby hill.
Shagos watched as Modesty was shot down by herself and fell into the valley with a loud bang. The lizard lady was stunned for a moment. She was not afraid of the little elf, but she could not not be afraid of an angry dragon. At that moment, her brain seemed to have been crushed by an elephant. Her mind was blank. The most terrifying thing she could imagine in her entire life could not be compared to this scene in front of her.
She had actually shot down one of the three most terrifying underground city lords in Jorgendy Ridge.
The clouds of death shrouded her head in an instant. She was so scared that she even forgot about the battle around her. She loosened her grip and let the little elf jump down from her hand. The little elf was already scared out of her wits. She hurriedly ran to Shanny and shouted, "Shanny, let's run!"
This shout immediately woke Shagos up. When she saw that the culprit behind all this was trying to slip away under her nose, she almost went crazy with anger. She immediately took out a short bow from under her cloak, nocked an arrow, and shot an arrow at the little elf.
"Behind you!" Shanny screamed.
The little elf turned her head and stared blankly at the arrow flying towards her. She was so scared that she didn't have the mind to dodge it. However, the arrow that was sure to hit her flew past her cheek. Then, she saw the bad woman named Chiyara dancing at her not far away. "Run, little elf!"
So she was also a good person, the little elf thought in a daze.
This scene was completely different from what Shagos saw. She saw her arrow hitting the little elf's head. The little elf fell to the ground, but a moment later, her body disappeared. Shagos was stunned for a moment. Then she realized something and roared, "Damn it! It's an illusion!"
She did not have time to find out who was casting the spell around her. In her fury, Shagos had already lost her mind. She immediately threw away the short bow, took out a pair of scimitars from her waist, and chased after the little elf. After all, the little elf was not even Iron-ranked. There was no way she could outrun Shagos, who had been through hundreds of battles under Jorgendy Ridge. The lizard lady caught up with the little elf in a moment and raised her scimitar to slash at the little elf. She thought that the little girl would not be able to dodge the attack, but she did not expect that a huge force suddenly came from the blade. Shagos only had time to see a long line of sparks in the dust rolled up by the wind. The scimitar in her hand flew out of her hand as if it was out of her control and flew far away.
She raised her head in a daze, only to discover that the little elf had unknowingly hidden behind a human male, and that human was pointing a black sword at her.
"Earth …!" Shatgoth's eyes widened. Before he could finish his sentence, he watched as the sword pierced his throat. The latter half of his sentence turned into a meaningless gurgling sound. His slanted pupils constricted slightly, and he fell limp to the ground.
Chiyara caught up from behind and saw Brando grabbing the little elf's arm. She frowned slightly and complained angrily, "Why did you kill Shagos? She knows a lot of information!"
"This is Shagos?" Brando was also slightly stunned. He thought that it was just an ordinary lizardman soldier. But this thought flashed through his mind, and he did not feel that it was a pity. He killed the little elf after seeing the beam of light. Now that Modesty had crashed into the mountain, it was the best time to escape. He immediately put the Earth Ring back into the dimensional hole and asked Chiyara, "Where's the Roman?"
"I, I'm here, Brando." The merchant girl finally caught up with him, panting.
Brando glared at her, but he did not have time to explain too much. He said directly, "Come with me, we have to leave this place immediately."
"What!" Chiyara almost jumped up, "We didn't rest for the whole night!"
"It's okay, you can rest under the dragon's nose." Brando replied unhappily.
"Sigh," the little lady of House Seifer could not help but sigh. She glared at the little elf and said, "It's all your fault!"
"Why is it the little elf's fault?" The little elf retorted, feeling wronged.
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