Age of Adepts

As the natural king of monsters, giant dragons naturally have their inviolable dragon power!

When Fu first appeared, the first feeling that the 3rd order thunder dragon brought to the wizards on the field was a very aggressive sense of oppression.

Stay with such dragons, even Mary, who is not always afraid of the heavens and the earth, cannot help but breathe a little at this moment. After all, as the superior creature of the food chain, the vast spiritual repression of the dragon can never be borne by a small vampire.

And Zachar, the dragon man, is obviously a direct subordinate of this 3rd order thunder dragon and has the other person's faith shelter. So in the face of the rolling Longwei, it performed much better than all the wizards present.

From the moment I saw the dragon appear, Dragon Man Zacha half-down his body, two front legs covered with blue rin bent, kneeling on the ground, far away to his master to pay sincere tribute.

And several wizards gathered behind Zachar, staring pale at this horrible thunder full of electric light, not knowing what to do for a while.

In the dark, some wizards are ready to flee at any time.

After all, Grimm and them are only loose partnerships and not very close contractual ties. Where the interests of both parties are the same, they do not mind contributing their strength to Grimm's use. But once faced with a hopeless battle, no wizard can die as generously as a loyal warrior or knight.

Instead, they split apart, and their own lives were best suited to the nature of the wizard!

Faced with an all-out, oppressive, third-class creature, even Grimm had to absorb the energy fluctuations of his spills, reclaim the flame junction and high temperature fields, and bow to each other a little.

Several pieces of magic were torn to pieces with horrible fangs and claws, and the arrogant and powerful thyron rose half upright, and the wings of his neck burst with a high and sharp dragon bark. That's when the front claws landed and the firm and steady steps reached Zacha's front.

“Zachar, what's going on? Where's your dragon scout squad? Who are these guys? Why do I smell disgusting witchcraft in them? …" As soon as we met, Leron Ames asked too many questions in one breath.

And it lowered its body and sniffed its huge nose wings a few times in front of Grimm, whirling and hitting a loud nose. As for its giant amber-shaped vertical eye, it also emits visible fluorescence, quickly sweeping through the field.

True Vision!

It is also a gifted instinct for high-order giant dragons to spy on the natural disguise and spell deception of low-order creatures and to see directly into their soul origin.

So... it's hard to deceive a dragon!

As for many of the tricks that are circulating inside to cheat dragons, most of them are aimed at some retarded hybrid dragons or some young dragons who are in the middle of nowhere. And when they really face an adult dragon with scary dragon power and scary real vision, those bards who speak for themselves with lotus blossoms may not even be able to say a word, let alone be flexible enough to deceive an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

“Wizards... you are wizards!” Without introducing anyone, and with a true vision alone, Leron Ames sees the souls of all those present.

Wizards, long known as powerful creatures of the multiverse, have almost matched the fame of giant dragons.

If the dragon is a powerful lion tiger, then the wizard is an insidiously cunning, evil and vicious wolf. Their group wandered in extraterritorial voids, invading low-lying areas, and in many areas clashed or fought countless times with dragons.

And dragons, as powerful monster kings, are a treasure trove of moving resources. Its squamous armor, its flesh, its muscles, its spinal cord, its bones, its dragon crystals, its skin, its claw teeth… everything on the dragon is a treasure of great collectible value to the wizards.

Wizards would never let a single dragon appear in their sight if they had the chance!

And by the same token, dragons don't have any good impressions of wizards with enough strength to hunt their own companions. Once encountered extraterritorially, hunting each other to death is the most common scenario, time and space permitting.

So seriously, wizards and dragons should actually belong to two completely opposing opposing rival camps!

When Grade 3 Thunder Arms uncovered that special witchcraft scent in the crowd, he immediately took a giant slice, and a grind-sized thundercloud storm began to gather quickly at its throat. If there were no accidents, maybe the next terrible thunderstorm would blow up in a bunch of wizards, killing these tiny, humble poachers in the bud.

With the talented abilities of a 3-step thyron, it's not surprising that a small team of wizards should be wiped out by a firing squad. Of the six wizards, perhaps only Grade 2 Grimm can hold on for a few more seconds, so that it needs a claw or a big mouth tear. As for the other level 1 wizards, there is no chance of survival at all!

Faced with the dragon's coercion, the witches in the room felt like they were infused with a large pot of paste, and their thoughts and body reactions were more than ten times slower than usual. So suddenly saw the thunderbolt of electricity on the thunderbolt, and several wizards had to step back and wait in horror for the thunderbolt to arrive.

“My lord, our enemies are not them!” The dragon man Zachar, half-witted, shouted out loudly: “The indigenous goblin has succeeded in turning himself into a 3rd order freak. It is the magic army it manipulates that has caused us so much trouble...”

Thunder Dragon's semi upright body suddenly clotted.

It had a narrow skull slightly skewed and swept through Dragon Man Zacha with amber-shaped vertical eyes, making sure that it was not enchanted by the enemy and did not lie. This hesitated for a moment, putting up a combat posture and removing a small thundercloud storm wrapped around his throat.

Such a fierce and unparalleled fluctuation of energy can be called retreat!

Grimm wiped away the sweat slightly in his back, envying for the first time the extraordinary gifted instincts of the dragon.

Seriously, dragons are like blood wizards in a wizard camp.

They simply do not need to travel north and south like human wizards to grind their hands and gather knowledge and resources. The two most important things they've done in their lives are to go out and plunder the wealth of the world, and then eat up and go back to their nest and sleep sweetly inside.

And their strength is growing through constant eating, sleeping and eating.

It is polite to say that from the moment each dragon was born, the knowledge and power it needed were engraved in its veins and soul. As long as it gains flesh * physical strength growth through dragon meditation (sleep), dragon knowledge matching power will naturally appear in its mind.

It takes hard work to gain such strong physical * physical and legal strength. Responsibly speaking, there are no happier natural creatures in the world than dragons!

At this moment, however, Grimm does not have the time to think about the happiness of the dragon, but instead focuses all his attention on the passive detection capabilities of the chip.

Grimm is afraid to unlock any active detection capability in the face of a 3-stage thyron that could burst at any moment, so he can only passively collect and monitor thyron dynamics across the street. Once the opponent really wants to do it, he has to escape the range of the thunder dragon's attack before the thunderstorm destroys his line.

With his strength, fleeing is not a problem if it is dealt with in a timely manner.

Taking Alice and Mary with him can also be done if he is willing to stay two more times at risk of annihilation. However, the risk of his death would rise dramatically from 21 per cent to 67 per cent. If he is greedy and tries to take one more, his mortality will skyrocket to 89%.

This… is almost a chance of nine deaths and a lifetime!

To be honest, Grimm really hates this feeling.

Put your life and death in the hands of your enemies, and you can only rely on skill and luck to find opportunities. This feeling is really... really... very annoying...

“Zachar, are you sure what you're saying?” The thunder of the thunder of the thunder of the thunder dragon rolls: “You can speak for these wizards...”

“Yes, master!” Zachar lowered his head and his attitude became more humble: “I dare not deceive you, but only to say what I saw and what I heard. Our biggest enemy right now is in the basement hall behind us, and it's manipulating the mysterious sperm that surrounds us. My... all my scouts died there...”

It seems that the thunder dragon in front of you is deeply stimulated by the magic of Zacha, one by one.

It is clear to everyone that the original noble, elegant and sacred great thyron is now filled with deep scratches on the blue body. Dragon scales have been smashed into the air in several places, and the flesh that has lost dragon scales has been roasted in coke black.

This seems to be thanks to the flame ejector on the sperm!

The two wings on the back of the thyron are not balanced, and the right wing curls behind it and is difficult to stretch, with seemingly incalculable breakages and cracks. And Lenron's thick left hind leg, a bit of a shrink, didn't dare to put too much weight on it.

The most obvious are the spiral-shaped spiral-shaped tips of the thyron, which are filled with deep, shallow scratches, one of which is more directly broken. The root of the pointed corner even revealed purple dragon blood, making Mary lick her lips frequently.

“You say... those nasty, nasty goosebumps were sent by that goblin?” The thyron roared low and the deafening dragon almost shattered the eardrums of everyone present.

At this moment, anyone can hear the overflowing hatred and indefensible rage from its brief questioning!

“Yes, master!” The Dragon Man Zacha turned back to the far hole lobby: “Their messenger hid there...”

The next second, without rush, the fierce Thunder Dragon Ames had swept past the heads of the crowd, and the mighty body of the great shore burst into the lobby of the dungeon with the power of the tremendous thunder.

Somehow, everyone here prayed for the giant Gazruvi!

I hope it doesn't die too bad...