After Modesty crashed into the mountain, the wind howled above the forest, and in a moment, the pungent smell of sulfur filled the air. Visible sparks floated in the air, and these sparks fell on the canopy of the trees, forming bright flames. The temperature was rising steadily. After Brando finished speaking to the three ladies, he grabbed Roman's hand and led them out of the camp. The camp was now in chaos. Without Shagos' command, the goblins and kobolds were like headless flies, screaming and running around in the camp. Brando held Roman's hand and walked in front. The little elf hesitated for a while whether to follow them or not. At this time, Shagos, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly moved his arm reflexively. She screamed in fright and hurriedly carried Shanny and chased after them.
Chiara walked at the back of the group. She saw that after Shagos fell to the ground, the magic equipment on his body disintegrated along with the loss of magic, but there was still an ivy-shaped ring shining. She quickly took off the ring, then went around the corpse and followed.
In the end, only the dwarf remained frozen in place. Boris Anvil had witnessed many things happen in a short period of time. He stared blankly for a moment before his expression suddenly changed. His expression suddenly changed, and for some unknown reason, he hurriedly chased after the dwarf.
The four of them passed through the camp one after another. Roman's hand was in Brando's hand, so she had to keep up with him in a panic. At first, she was still able to mutter a few words, "Brando, you're walking too fast. I can't keep up!" When Brando heard her, he directly carried the merchant girl on his back like a rice bag. The latter screamed in fright. Before she could react, the scenery around her suddenly changed, and Brando was already carrying the two lolis, Chiyara and the little elf, and then flashed into the forest.
"Don't carry me like a rice bag!"
"Put me down, you bad guy!" The other two immediately protested and punched and kicked Brando, but it was useless. Their short legs could not kick Brando at all.
Modesty finally woke up, shaking her huge head as she climbed out of the huge pit she made. She swooped down from a height of hundreds of meters and hit her head on a nearby cliff, making herself dizzy. Although she looked terrible, in fact, she did not suffer any serious damage. The cliff, on the other hand, was very unlucky as it had completely collapsed. From the outside, it looked like a large-scale landslide.
Modesty's dizzy vision suddenly became clear, and it also meant that Mithril's spell had finally failed. She could see the forest bathed in fire and the chaotic camp at the bottom of the mountain. She could not help but roar to the sky. "Who! Who attacked me! Come out now! "
Of course, Shagos could not answer this question, and the elf was trembling in fear in Brando's hand. A shadow suddenly blocked the sky above the forest. The black dragon had already climbed to the top of the mountain. She finally saw Brando and the others fleeing in the forest, and further away, the other humans fleeing in all directions in the hills. Among them, she sensed a very familiar presence.
"Mithril!" Modesty roared with suppressed anger from the depths of her throat. She raised her head high and spat out a huge fireball from her mouth, shooting it toward the distant mountain. The fireball rolled over the forest. There were still many Cruz nobles in the forest, and they were about to be killed. But at this time, a beautiful silver line suddenly flashed above the canopy of the forest. The silver line emitted a dazzling light under the impact of the fireball, but in the end, it changed the direction of the fireball, causing it to roll over the treetops and fly over everyone's heads. It was a false alarm.
All of this happened in an instant. In the end, it seemed that only a long sea of fire was left behind in the wake of the fireball.
Mithril blocked the attack and could not help but look even more defeated. She had already transformed back into her human form, the elf lady in the white robe. She looked at the stunned nobles around her, frowned, and gestured to them to run.
Obviously, Modesty would not let her go so easily.
The black dragon stood on top of the mountain, and the whole hill was like a small mound under her feet. She opened her upper and lower jaws, and a new golden flame was brewing between them. Apparently, Modesty was preparing to launch a second fireball.
She narrowed her eyes. She knew very well that the bitch, Mithril, would not be able to survive this attack with her current injuries.
Just as Modesty was about to launch an attack, a squeaking sound suddenly echoed in the mountains. Modesty turned around in surprise and saw countless gargoyles rising from the hills. They were flying in her direction. Modesty could not help but be startled. If she did not want to, she could just ignore the gargoyles. Even if she stood there and did not fight back, these gargoyles might not hurt her at all. But there were too many gargoyles in front of her. Even Modesty did not expect there to be so many gargoyles hiding in the hills. They were like a flock of buzzing flies, and anyone would be flustered when faced with them.
Modesty was shocked. She subconsciously spat out the flames in her mouth.
The flames drowned half of the gargoyles in the sky in a sea of fire. Gargoyles were magic puppets directly under Brando's control. When the flames from Modesty's mouth came crashing down, Brando only saw a red warning message in the System Log. He turned around and saw countless black dots falling from Modesty's fire cloud. For a moment, it looked like it was raining, and the remains of the gargoyles fell in the valley.
Brando felt that he had lost contact with at least a large group of gargoyles. This was not like the battle between the gargoyles and the dragon last night. This was a direct battle with the dragon, and the loss was only because he deliberately scattered them. But even so, it still made his heart ache.
Maynild soon appeared in front of him. She stood in the forest on the hillside and gestured to Brando, meaning: What should we do now?
Brando immediately told her in sign language: Split up!
This was the only way to survive.
No matter how terrifying Modesty was, she was only one dragon. What he needed to do now was to lure the bad-tempered female dragon away. There were too many people in the envoy group. He could not take care of everyone while being chased by the black dragon, especially the descendants of the nobles and Princess Magadal. Their fighting strength was only slightly better than the commoners. If he was not careful, he could die in the sea of fire. But he was alone, a small target, and it would be easier for him to shake off Modesty's pursuit.
What he needed to do now was to attract the attention of the black dragon and divert her anger from Mithril. And there was a ready-made way.
Brando raised his hand and shouted to the elf, "Do you see that dragon? Shoot her!"
The elf looked at the shadow of the dragon that was bigger than a mountain in panic. Her face turned pale and she quickly shook her head.
"If you don't shoot her, she will kill us. Dragons have excellent eyesight. She will find us immediately." Brando had already expected the elf's reaction and immediately comforted her, "Don't be afraid. If we work together, she will not be able to defeat us."
The little elf doubtfully asked, "Really?"
"Of course it's real. It's more real than a pearl!"
"Then, then, then what should I do?" The little girl immediately regained some confidence and stuttered, "Should I aim for her head? Oh, mother said that the dragon's weakness is her abdomen. I'll aim for her abdomen —"
"It's the same no matter where you hit!" Chiyara and the elf were being carried together and were very annoyed. At this moment, Chiyara said unhappily, "Anyway, just hit her quickly. Don't let her continue to spit fire at those gargoyles!"
Chiyara immediately guessed Brando's idea.
Modesty was spitting fire at the annoying flies in the sky one after another. It had to be said that this attack method was very effective against the scattered gargoyles. Every time she spat fire, countless gargoyles would be burned and fall from the sky. If this continued, she would be able to clean up all the gargoyles in a moment and then catch up with Brando and the others who were running away, brutally killing everyone.
After all, no matter how fast the people on the ground ran, they could not be faster than a dragon in the sky.
And just as a brand new ball of golden flame was being bred in her mouth, a reflection suddenly flashed across the edge of the ink-black graphite ball's eyes. Modesty's reaction was very quick. She subconsciously turned her head sideways and a white light flew past her horn.
"Hey, you are quite accurate!" Chiyara, who was being carried by Brando, turned her head sideways and saw the elf's attack. She could not help but praise, "It was so far away, just a little bit more."
The elf's face turned red, and Xianni, who was holding tightly onto Brando's cloak and being swung around, could not help but laugh. However, neither of them said that she was actually aiming at Modesty's abdomen.
Although the shot did not hit, the black dragon lady was already furious.
She had already identified that this was the same attack that had sneaked up on her before. And that sneak attack made her even angrier than Mithril's sneak attack on her. Can you imagine the ugliness of a dragon soaring in the sky crashing into a mountain? When she thought of so many lowly creatures witnessing this scene with their own eyes, she could not help but want to kill all the creatures present, especially the culprit.
And now, she finally found the culprit.
"Damn vermin, I'll let you run! Let's see where you can run to! " Modesty flapped her wings and blew the gargoyles around her away. She was about to fly in the direction of Brando, but at that moment, the gargoyles in the sky turned around in the violent airflow and flew towards her together, as if they did not care about their lives. They gathered into a black cloud and rushed towards her face.
This time, Modesty had to stop spreading her wings. No matter how angry she was, she could not let a group of flies hit her head head-on. Not to mention how embarrassing that feeling was, just the disgust alone was unbearable. She roared angrily, "Damn flies, get away from me!" Then she opened her mouth, and a golden flame gushed out from her throat. The gargoyles had already gathered together, and she only needed to breathe fire to clean up these annoying flies. But at that moment, Modesty's expression changed, and she had to shut her mouth. A reflection flashed in her dark eyes, and a white light suddenly burst out from the forest in the distance. This white light passed through the gargoyles in the sky and hit her right in the face.
"Roar —!"
Ms. Black Dragon had probably never experienced such pain and humiliation in her life. Although the attack of the Demon Slayer Spear might not hurt her at all, this shot really hurt her. She was in so much pain and anxiety that she almost cried. If the anger in her heart could kill at this moment, Brendel and the little elf would have turned into ashes long ago, not even their bones would be left behind.
Modesty let out a terrible cry of pain. She no longer cared about her face and directly spread her huge wings in the direction of Brendel. As for the gargoyles that were harassing her, they were directly knocked away by her, smashed into pieces, or blown away by the strong wind. Ms. Black Dragon was completely in a rage. She had long forgotten about Mithril and the secrets of the dragon race. Now she only had one goal, and that was to crush those vermin who dared to ridicule her into powder.
"She's flying over!" The Roman who was carried on Brando's back shouted in fear and joy, "That dragon!"
Brendel praised her in his heart. Although this little loli was muddle-headed, her skills were not at all vague. It would not be easy to hit Modesty at this distance, not to mention that she was being carried in her hands and was jolting violently. After two shots, the aggro level went straight to 100%. Modesty was a master at luring monsters, and all the major guilds would fight to hire him as their Chief Luring Hunter.
When Wisp saw that her second shot had accurately hit the black dragon's head, she carefully looked in that direction. When she saw Modesty spread her huge wings and flew up, she knew that she had been fooled again. She could not hit the dragon at all.
This time, the dragon was going to eat them.
Wisp was going to become the evil female dragon's dinner.
Wisp could not help but cry.
She was crying so hard that it sounded as if she had been washed clean and served with onions and spices. "Don't cry, I'm still here. She won't be able to catch up to us." Brendel couldn't bear to see her crying like this. She was still a child after all, so he coaxed her again: "Don't cry, I'm still here.
"Liar, you're a bad person. I don't believe you anymore, sob sob sob." The more the Wisp thought about it, the sadder she became. She could not help but cry.
'Damn,' Brando did not expect that he would suffer the consequences of his own actions. It was fine if this little girl did not believe him, but with her crying, how could he attack later? He still had to rely on the Demon Slayer Spear in her hand. After all, it was the only weapon that could threaten Modesty. Fortunately, at this time, Romaine finally played her role. She praised loudly, "Wisp, you hit her so accurately. You must have hurt her. Look at her flustered and exasperated face. Ah! She's coming! "
The Roman screamed, and so did the little Wisp. Modesty was already above them in the blink of an eye. The black dragon spread her wings, and the wind pressure almost made Brando tumble. He had intentionally deviated from the diplomatic party's direction and was now in between a mountain pass. The dragon flew between two mountain peaks, and the little Wisp, who was in Brando's hand, did not have the time to cry. When the dragon swooped down at them, she screamed and raised the Demon Slayer Spear in her hand, like a machine gun, and fired at Modesty.
This time, Modesty was unlucky. She never dreamed that the damn spear could shoot continuously. In fact, Brando did not expect it, and he guessed that even the little Wisp in his hand did not expect it. Dozens of light beams instantly shot at the dragon in mid-air. At that moment, Modesty tried her best to dodge, but she still took no less than seven shots. Although none of the attacks managed to penetrate her defenses, the pain almost caused her to black out and she fell from the sky.
It took her a lot of effort to stabilize her body, and then she tried to rise up again in vain. Several people in the valley watched this scene happen. The little elf was stunned for a while before she shouted, "Damn lizard, the little elf is here for revenge!"
Then she raised the Demon Slayer Spear and fired at the flying Modesty. The latter was shot several times in the back. She twitched in the air for a while and did not fall directly.
Modesty was about to go crazy. Ever since she was born, she had never been teased like this, not to mention that the people who teased her were just lowly mortals. She gritted her teeth and climbed to the highest point again. Then, she turned back and roared into the valley again. At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind. No matter what, she had to kill those hateful insects. Even if she had to crash into them, she had to smash them into meat paste.
The little Wisp saw the black dragon turn around in mid-air and pounce on them again. This time, she was not afraid at all. She licked her lips, raised the Demon Slayer Spear, and fired a round of crazy shots at Modesty who was flying over.
But no one noticed that the patterns engraved on the silver spear in the little Wisp's hand were shining layer by layer with golden light. At this moment, everyone was staring at the dragon in the sky. When the patterns on the Demon Slayer Spear finally shone, Chiyara, who was in Brando's hand, finally noticed this scene because of the dazzling light. When she saw the shining spear in the little Wisp's hand, she was almost scared out of her wits. She immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, "Stop, you idiot!"
Unfortunately, it was still a little too late.
With a loud bang, the whole valley suddenly shook. A dazzling white light spread in all directions with Brando as the center, sweeping across the whole valley in an instant.
After the explosion, the four people present were safe and sound, but the little Wisp was stunned as she looked at the two larger fragments in her hand. A moment ago, they could still call this thing the Demon Slayer Spear.
Above their heads, the dragon gnashed its teeth and roared.
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