Black Dragon Code

The road is getting harder and harder to walk, rugged, steep and narrow, riding a horse is impossible to move a single step, so An Ryan dismounts, holding the staff in one hand, and doing something for himself "Wind incarnation", quickly chased the elf ahead.

Many people will subconsciously believe that the caster is weak and weak, thinking that the wizard is the kind of image that can gasping for breath in two steps. This is actually a wrong concept. The body of the caster is not bad. They Nourished by magic all the time, in this case, even if it is not as strong as a fighter, it is much better than an ordinary person.

So An Ruien is not slow to run, and he has the blessing of buffing spells. He is even faster than forest spirit, and the distance between the two is gradually shortening.

"Please slow down, child, I am a pastor, a favor of God, and I will never hurt you." An Ruien chased after using the eloquent Aradia common language. Call to make sure the other party can understand.

The forest spirit in front of him turned his head to look at him, his small face was a bit cramped and nervous, but in the end he didn't say anything, and quickly turned around and continued to escape.

This flashing turn of his head made Ann Ryan see its face clearly.

It turned out to be a female forest spirit!

Be aware that in the market, a female forest spirit is worth ten times that of a male. They are like pocket angels. Once they appear, they will be snatched by the nobles. Cangye is dead, and is kept in captivity like a canary.

Ann Ryan was fortunate that he did not notify the other riders and chased it out by himself. Once Roy and Count Brando knew that they had a female forest spirit in their hands, I was afraid that he would hand it over anyway. .

At the same time, looking at the dexterous and beautiful Little Brat ahead, An Ruien couldn't help but give birth to a faint smirk.

The distance gets closer again.

"Child, as the child of the forest, he shouldn’t stay in this savage wilderness...please come with me and let me take you to the civilized world to take a look. The people there are sure I’ll like you very much."

Although ran for a long time and was a little panting, An Ryan still resisted the call again. He has made up his mind to chase down to Moster and North in the south. The green capital must also catch this Little Brat and tie it in his hands.

"Arcane missile."

An Ryan casts a spell again, and wants to block the escape route of forest spirits. He does have the ability to cast a more lethal spell, but it must be cautiously Yes, I dare not do that.

Wan accidentally killed the fragile forest spirit, then An Ruien will definitely regret it, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

I have to say that he is indeed a very innate talent caster, at least this hand "Arcane Missile", even the most critical and demanding archmage can not fault it.

With three rounds of missiles wrapped in magic, they all hit the forest spirit and completely blocked the target's path.

The forest spirit stopped.

"Child, I assure you that I have no malice."

An Ryan hurried to catch up with her gray hair sticking together with a lot of sweat stains. It looks good, but he still tries to show a sincere smile.

Forest spirit's expression is timid, but it doesn't seem to be particularly scared. Seeing An Ryan approaching, she flapped her four transparent wings again, and hid one end without knowing where she came out with a swish Behind the bear with Liemane,

"Hermane."

An Ryan’s smile enlarged, without concealing his inner joy: "Child, you have to know that in danger lurks on On every side of the wild plains, it’s hard to provide you with adequate protection."

The wild plains are a mammal widely distributed in the northern area of ​​Aradia. They are named after their hot climate. The distant cousin of the brown bear is a bit bigger than the brown bear. The body length is generally between three and four meters; however, the head in front of him is estimated to be close to four meters in length, which is the rare large one in the strong mane.

Unfortunately, they are not magical creatures. They may be a deadly threat to ordinary person, but for a spellcaster with actual combat experience, Fiery Mane really can't be considered.

"I see, child, are you intimidated by this damn strong mane?"

Ann Ryan continued to approach, flicked his hand, shaking his robe while running Grass blades stained with mud: "I'll help you now."

He took two steps forward again, and then suddenly stood still.

No, it’s a bit wrong——

The strong mane is not a docile wild beast. Under normal circumstances, it will quickly become violent when it realizes the danger, roaring, showing its minions, It may even attack directly.

Ann Ryan didn't think that this fierce mane could not feel the threat from him, but the other party did nothing.

Regardless of whether the Grim Mane Bear attacks or flees, he will not feel surprised, but the wild beast in front of him is a little too quiet, lying there, motionless.

No, it's not motionless. If you look closely, you can find that this strong mane...seems to be shaking?

What's the matter?

Ann Ryan became vigilant in an instant. He didn't think he had the ability to tremble the stern mane bear, but at the same time he didn't feel any strange fluctuations in mana-damn, what is it that is approaching Up?

The gusts of wind rustled through the forest. In the north, even the wind brought the heat from the pavement, but An Ruien felt only the cold, his ash-gray mage robe Shaking behind, as if there was life.

An Ryan clenched the staff in his hand. It was a magic item blessed by spell. Roy was not stingy with the only priest in the team. The handle of the staff was studded with jewels, shining brightly, and the sun was shining. Bright radiance reflected from the dazzling metal staff.

From the intuition of the caster, Ann Ryan felt that he had never been so scared during the two years that he accompanied Roy through the wild plains. What is it that is at work?

Forest spirit reappeared, flew past him in Ann Ryan's line of sight, and landed somewhere behind him.

Is it behind?

Ann Ryan followed and turned around.

His heart stopped beating, and he dared not breathe for a while.

The sun fell on the clearing, reflecting the source of his fear. It was a huge wild beast with a body length of ten meters, lying across the woodland like a hill, with yellow pupils. Looking directly at him, like a snake staring at a bird.

"..."

An Ryan seemed to have suddenly lost the ability to speak. He tried to find the right words to no avail. How could there be such a thing, how could there be a Black Dragon in this hot wild plains?

It is reasonable to say that this should be the most abhorrent climate for Black Dragon. Even if you suddenly see a Green Dragon or a red dragon, An Ryan will not feel so shocked, as if in a dream.

Immediately afterwards, Anrien saw the forest spirit gently fall between the thorns of the Black Dragon, and heard her say to the wild beast: "Spellcaster, priest, rank is probably in the middle. Right and left of the mage, it should be okay?"

Hearing this, An Ruien felt angry flames surge in his chest, and he was about to explode.

Damn it! The forest spirit he was thinking of, turned out to be the dependent of an ugly five-color dragon, unforgivable!