Guided by the true perspective of the dragon, Fojunac had been tracking the cracks in the magic shield almost all night long. Although he failed many times, he became more and more determined. This dark aurora that kept changing its position in the colorful aurora seemed to be able to swallow the light.

The cracks are like ugly scars, which are deliberately hidden by the human mages on the top of Hanluo Mountain with constantly changing positions. Fortunak is sure that this is his own contribution. This cannot be healed and can only hide here and there.

The crack must be the destructive result of his collision with the tower that night.

Yes, that's right, that must be the case.

However, through this cunning crack, he can always escape before Fulgenac is about to get in. He slides out the door with high spirits all night long. It can be said that "there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth".

I have a stiff neck, but is it okay if I poke it in the wrong direction every time (?).

The badness in Fojunak's heart was as irreparable as the collapsed world in front of him.

Finally, when the first light of dawn appeared and he was about to be unable to escape, the final flaw appeared in front of him out of thin air. He didn't even need to adjust his flight path, so he just plunged in.

It is also wrong to say that it is a "blind cat hitting a dead mouse". After all, after a whole night of hide-and-seek, the cracks have reached their limit. "In panic, they don't choose the road, and when they are hungry, they don't choose food." In a daze, they directly hit the dragon's route.

He was instantly penetrated by the long dragon's neck.

The hard and long dragon neck was inserted at one end, and the extended wings contracted to the limit. The streamlined huge body suddenly stretched like a civet, as if a javelin was thrust into the crack.

The moment it penetrated the crack, the spiraling dragon suddenly fluttered its wings. The refreshing air flow from the valley immediately inflated its wings. The dragon was like a living cross, hanging steadily in the air. It extended its neck and descended along the winding White River.

Exploring, we crossed the bustling Ximu City and locked onto the gray stone castle with its flaming flames reaching into the sky. It was the "jewelry" under the dragon's true eyes.

In order to hide his traces and not expose them in advance to alert humans, Fortunak gritted his teeth and held back the dragon's breath. It wasn't until the smoke dissipated from his nostrils and between his teeth that he opened his mouth to breathe: "Ah...

…That’s the breath of gray rock and golden mountains.”

With just one spitting eye and dragon flames, the fire can be sprayed into the castle, incinerating the tiny humans in an instant. What remains in the fire forever is the real gold.

Having made up his mind, Fojunac flew down with its dragon tail.

He flapped his half-opened dragon wings several times in succession, raising his speed to the extreme. Rushing towards the graystone castle that was constantly flashing and expanding, Fortunak suddenly opened his dragon's mouth.

The moment the dragon's words burst through his throat, the silent tower opposite shot out an aurora ray first!

It's like a torrent pouring into the throat and straight into the internal organs.

What a deepthroat that penetrates the soul.

"vomit -" an experience he had never experienced before, causing Fortuna's eyes to be instantly covered with bloodshot eyes. Before the vomiting could deteriorate, it turned into vomiting that spewed out like peeing beef balls. With a bang, Fortuna's eyes were accompanied by a burst of blood.

Remember that the fart exploded.

Splitting the throat is not enough to describe the power of a shot that penetrates the soul. It is basically a "squid skewer position" that is penetrated from top to bottom.

"Huh?" Wu Chen, who had witnessed the whole process, blinked subconsciously, and asked the female companion beside him with some uncertainty: "Was the evil dragon blasted to pieces, or was it expelled from the torrent of time?"

"Anyway, he should be dead." Ashtaret, the spiritual dragon knight beside him, couldn't help shaking his head: "He actually opened his mouth to receive the magic light cannon. How greedy is this dragon?

"

"It must be a coincidence." Mistress Azulia of the North Wind thought of another possibility: "When the master fired the cannon, the evil dragon happened to want to use the dragon roar, and was directly exploded by the magic light."

The people of Ximu who got up early were also lucky enough to see Fujuenak being bombed to pieces by a cannon. Soon the city was drowned by the cheers one after another.

The lord has an artifact that can blast the evil dragon into pieces, so what else does the Ximu leader have to worry about?

Graystone castle guest room. An entire wall is in front of crystal floor-to-ceiling windows.

The two Xueman envoys who also witnessed everything were even more shocked.

With the same excellent adventurer's intuitive warning, the moment the evil dragon got into the magic shield, the two of them woke up indiscriminately. They went straight to the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw an aurora of eternal night, blasting the dragon head-on.

"Oh my god, what kind of weapon is this?" Jian Lhasa, who prided herself on having a long life and experienced a lot, couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Magic light cannon." Lydia heard the housekeeper talk about it: "It was forged by Lord Tarn (the honorific title of the town lord) himself. It is said that it is driven by the dragon's eye diamond obtained from another plane. It is a

It comes from the beginning of the world, a magical energy more powerful than the dwarven divine light crystal."

"It is rumored that the housekeeper used a 'DEMS' to get the 'Night Mother Twins' from the Dark Brotherhood." As for the rumors that are often exaggerated among the braves, the braves who are both familiar with each other know each other well.

Just laughed it off. However, after seeing it with her own eyes today, Jian Lasa finally knew the powerful magic power contained in the Demus Magic Stone, also known as the 'Dragon-Eye Magic-Stone': "So in comparison,

, the gray rock and gold mountains are just the 'golden desert' where dragon's eye diamonds are buried. The real wealth is the Demus magic stones buried in the desert."

Jian Lasa's so-called "golden desert" is a pun. The first meaning is that the huge gray rock gold mountains are as endless as the golden desert. The deeper meaning is that compared with the value of the longan diamond buried under the gold mountains,

Looking up, ordinary gold coins are as inconspicuous as grains of sand.

"Yes, that's it." Lydia nodded happily.

"How about it, do you want to follow the "Law of the Golden Tree"?" Jian Lasa was obviously tempted. Even if she fully calculated and paid 500 gold coins per one-time employment, the price of Jian Lasa's lifelong contract was not worth a dragon's eye diamond. Not to mention guarding a palace.

Jinshan, became the respected Lady Gisei Siying. She had the cloak of law.

"Captain Irelles told me that he would choose someone from the Longlin Castle Guards as a reward for Lord Tarn in resolving the Snowman crisis." Lydia said softly: "I will fight for it."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "For the Gray Rock Gold Mountain?" Jian Lasa was slightly surprised. This was not in line with Lydia's usual style.

"No, in order to give back." Lydia said calmly: "Just like Captain Irelles said."

"Understood." Thinking of Irelles, one of her own people, Jianlasa obviously understood the equivalent transaction that the dark elves believed in: "'Diamonds for diamonds, blood for blood (Diamonds for diamonds, blood for blood)

'."

In the view of Irelles, the chief guard of the palace, as long as Lord Ximu solves the Snowman crisis. This huge gift can only be repaid with Longlin Castle's most dazzling diamond Lydia. In addition, Irelles

There is no feedback that can match it.

"Together?" Lydia suddenly said.

"Yeah, let's go together." Jian Lasa could completely understand the meaning behind this invitation.

We agreed to set off in three days. As a result, we easily solved the dragon crisis in one night.

The short-lived notoriety of Fujuenak, which was entrenched in the sky above Ximu Territory, immediately became history, dissipated in the clear wind of the valley. Before it even had time to remember, it was blasted to pieces by the magic light cannon.

Referring to different people's descriptions of the scene at that time, most of the people in the territory believe that even if the dragon is a fragment of time, Akatosh's scales will never truly die, and at the worst, he will be driven out of time by the magic light cannon.

The torrent has not lasted for eight hundred years, and it is difficult to return to the sky.

Just imagine, even if they are expelled for 100 years, it will be a long-term peace for the Ximu people. At least this generation no longer has to worry about the danger of dragon attacks.

Unknowingly, rumors that the evil dragon Fujuenak was blasted to pieces by the magic light cannon began to spread around Ximu Territory.
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