The leaders were directly scorched and died on the spot, and the rest were also set on fire. They howled and struggled, and soon there was no movement.
The leader of the Black Death God has set up a decisive attack, and the animal species he dispatches are far more than this.
More beastly species, the Black Death Gnoll, are approaching.
"What is that?"
"Look in the sky, there is something flying in the sky."
"Didn't you use a no-frisbee? Why can things still fly?"
"The no-fly area formed by the no-fly disk is limited, and the limit is exceeded."
"They seem to have thrown something down. It seems to be rocks. Pay attention to falling rocks."
The gnolls of the Black Death God noticed the movement in the air, couldn't help but restrain their steps, and began to observe their surroundings vigilantly.
It is impossible for a third party force to pass by this kind of temporary trap by such a coincidence.
The greatest possibility is that they are young red dragons.
This is also a trap. For them, they think that the young red dragon who fell into their trap is the bait.
Those sensible jackals stopped, but the bestial species didn't care at all and continued to rush towards the young red dragon one after another.
"That's Erd! What they threw down was not a stone, but a flutter bomb. This is the Erd flying team of the Black Well Tribe. Damn it, those kobolds are not cooperating with the copper dragon, but damn,
I took refuge in this red dragon, and I was tricked by him."
Xue Claw, who was hiding far behind, recognized the identities of those little people in the sky at a glance.
It was because of a wave of high-altitude bombings that they realized they had nothing to do, so they gave up the idea of attacking the Black Well tribe. They didn't even dare to return home and hurriedly entered a state of migration.
Unexpectedly, we bumped into each other again this time.
It can only be said that the young Hong Long's acting skills are really good. When he talked about Heijing yesterday, his expression and the hatred in his bones completely deceived him.
After Bloodclaw recognized the identity of the kobold from the Black Well Tribe, he did not make any announcement, but secretly slipped out alone.
He is smart and realizes that no matter who wins or loses, he will not get any good results from him.
The young red dragon must have thought that he had planned to frame him. In fact, he knew nothing about this dragon-slaying plan before Nord suddenly appeared and dropped the treasure box.
Nord must have thought that he had teamed up with the young red dragon to frame him. Even if he did not have such an idea, he would have been seriously derelict in his duty. That lunatic would definitely not let it go.
If you don't do it, you won't stop doing it, and you just go against his mother's will.
Nord brought out so many black death elites, the camp must be empty.
There were also a bunch of tribal soldiers like him who were forced to follow them. Many of them had a blood feud with the Black Death and had long been fed up with their crazy behavior. I believed that it would not be difficult to trap them.
Thinking of this, Blood Claw ran even faster.
Before Bloodclaw could run too far, the sounds of explosions and the howls of those animalistic species came from behind.
Only this time, the howls of those bestial species no longer contained the usual ferocity, but instead sounded endless pain.
The strong acid splashed out by the explosion of a large number of flutter bombs is corroding their bodies.
Due to the existence of no-fly magic.
The Oede bombing brigade did not dare to fly too low to make precise drops, so they could only resort to carpet saturation bombing, dropping both strong flutter bombs in their hands at once.
This is a hundred strong flutter bombs.
Regardless of other things, the cost alone is nearly 30,000 gold coins.
Thirty thousand gold coins, dropped from the sky, can kill a bunch of people, and are even said to be turned into an alchemical bomb.
With the young red dragon as the center, everything within a radius of three to four hundred meters was within the bombing range, even him.
Two of them exploded directly next to him.
Being sprayed all over, the burning dragon wings squeaked.
Although his body was in pain, the young red dragon felt extremely happy in his heart.
Because those hyenas and abyss gnolls who tried to besiege themselves were in an even more miserable situation.
Those with slightly lower HP and slightly less luck were crisscrossed by the explosions of several flutter bombs, and were sent away in one wave.
Even those who were not sent away were still so corroded that they were jumping up and down in agony.
At this moment, a slender figure appeared beside the treasure box out of thin air.
Roderick shivered instinctively and almost sprayed out a dragon's breath.
But after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, he stopped the car abruptly.
It's Virginia, the eladrin lord.
Did she want to.
The young red dragon's eyes suddenly lit up.
Sure enough, the next second the treasure box and the slender figure disappeared again - teleported away.
roar!
The young red dragon roared with pride.
The invisible feeling of restraint disappeared with the disappearance of the treasure box.
The black tentacles of Aino under his feet also turned into black mist and dissipated again after the duration of the spell. Roderick flapped his wings and soared into the sky.
Now the situation has reversed.
You beasts who dare to plot against me, taste the dragon's wrath!
The young red dragon turned around, swooped down at a low altitude, and sent a flaming dragon's breath towards the area where the jackals were densest.
If Blood Claw was the first escapee to realize that something was wrong, then Nord, the leader of the Black Death, was the second.
With no one interfering, Nord was confident that he could use those violent beasts to kill a young red dragon alive.
Now that there are additional factors, whether it is an enemy or a friend, there is no such possibility. Retreating is the wisest thing.
I can't care about anything else.
Just wanting to withdraw is not that easy.
The enemy also laid a dragnet for him.
The surrounding area is densely packed with entangled green vines - entanglement techniques, dozens of entanglement techniques.
I don't know how many druids they used.
But Nord had no choice but to rush into the entanglement area.
At this moment, he tasted the pain of the young red dragon.
Every step they take, there will be animated vines trying to wrap around them.
Just as one of the giant killing teeth broke off, a second and third one wrapped around it, the speed was terrifyingly slow.
What's even more terrible is that another huge figure appeared in the sky - the red copper dragon.
Damn it.
Aren't metal dragons and colorful dragons incompatible with each other?
Aren’t these two dragons enemies of life and death?
How could they appear together?
Nord groaned in pain.
If the two giant dragons were in a cooperative relationship, what they suffered today would not be unjust at all.
Because he completely misjudged the opponent's strength.
The red copper dragon was just hovering and had no intention of swooping down and launching an attack.
This made Nord itch with hatred, because he had so much power but couldn't use it.
In the entanglement technique, he barely managed to make it 100 meters.
The angry roar of the young red dragon could be heard behind him, and it was getting closer and closer.
Obviously, the other party has escaped from trouble and is looking for revenge on him.
Those two black tentacles of Ava from before probably pissed him off completely.
Rodrick waited until his dragon's breath recovered, and then he couldn't wait to swoop down. He wanted this bastard to taste the taste of fear.
"Be careful, this guy is not in the right state." The devil half-elf's reminder sounded in the young red dragon's mind again, causing his dive action to falter.
The tall and sturdy jackal man not only showed no sign of fear, but instead had a mysterious and crazy smile on his face.
A lot of evil power is flowing towards him.
His body, which was already taller than that of ordinary jackals, now looked even stronger and taller.
Seeing that the young red dragon was a little hesitant, Nord stopped waiting and shouted: "My Lord's faith is immortal, and I am immortal, you bastard, pay the price!"
boom!
Nord exploded together with the giant killing teeth under his crotch.
Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the leader of the Black Death turned himself into a humanoid bomb.
The terrifying explosive force sprayed out his flesh, blood and bones.
The young red dragon that swooped down was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He was hit hard all over his head and face, and was directly thrown away by the shock wave, spinning several times in the air.
Thanks to Gavin's warning, otherwise when the dragon's breath was released, he would be half disabled even if he didn't die.
"He's not dead yet, follow my bow." Gavin's voice sounded in Roderick's mind again.
Buzz!
A big bow trembled in the air.
A sneaky Black Death Gnoll who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape was shot with an arrow.
Although the young red dragon didn't know the meaning of what Gavin just said, he instinctively rushed towards the jackal.
I learned smarter this time and didn't dare to pounce too close.
A burst of flame dragon breath sprayed up, including the jackal and the unlucky ghosts around him.
The jackal who was the primary target of the attack did not even hum and was found dead on the spot.
The great bow trembled again.
Another gnoll was targeted.
Roderick rushed forward without thinking.
Only this time, the Flame Dragon Breath was not used.
It’s not that I don’t want to use it, it’s that I can’t use it.
The dragon is not a perpetual motion machine and can use dragon breath endlessly.
The young red dragon needs to sleep for at least one night to replenish the elements consumed in his body before he can use the flame dragon breath again.
But his minions were not just for show. He chewed off the jackal's head in one bite, then spat it out with a loud sound.
It's not that he's a picky eater and won't eat jackals.
But there's something wrong with the smell of this jackal. It has a strong fishy smell, which is the same as the smell of the demons in the abyss.
Buzz!
The big bow sounded again, guiding the young red dragon in the direction.
Once or twice is a coincidence, but three or four times is not a coincidence.
When the jackal was torn into pieces, he couldn't help shouting at the copper dragon in the sky, "How did you find out?"
The sound made by the jackal scared the young red dragon.
That was the voice of the Nord who played self-destruct earlier.
Gavin's sarcastic voice came from the back of the copper dragon, "Using the devil's soul to be reborn under a shell is not a great skill. Let's kill all the abyssal gnolls here and see if you can be reborn."
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Gavin said it in an understatement. In fact, he was highly focused, carefully sensing the fluctuations of the demonic power, and looking for the other party's next target.
No wonder this jackal war group named Black Death, just like the invincible Xiaoqiang, still reappears repeatedly after being wiped out by the cooperation of those strong men.
This brother of the gnoll monk Flynn is no longer a gnoll in the strict sense, but a demon who sacrificed his soul to the demon lord and gained special powers.
These jackals who have been infused with the power of the abyss are usually alone.
But once Nord dies, they may become his prey and directly eat their souls and replace them.
If he hadn't been a psychic, and had been fighting a special battle with the derelict giant through the Dragon Oak Dreamland for some time in the past, so he was very sensitive to the soul, it would have been possible for Nord to take the opportunity to slip away.
Now that I'm being targeted, it's not that easy.
This soul-possession obviously has a distance limit.
Otherwise, Nord can just return to the Black Death camp and seize the bodies of the Abyss Gnolls there. There is no need to repeatedly jump among these Abyss Gnolls.
And every time he seizes his body, his strength will be weakened by one point.
This is the material plane, not the abyss. The longer the Demon Soul is exposed, the more its power will dissipate.