My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills

"Roar!!"

The Green Dragon Lestrick naturally didn’t know who Raine was.

Of course, at this moment, it had no mind to pay attention to that either.

She roared towards the sky, trying once again to use the intimidation boost from the dragon’s roar to pull away from Raine, but was shocked to find that other dwarves, even the high-tier elder, were more or less affected.

But the human with the hammer in front of her didn’t react at all to the Dragon Race’s intimidation.

Not a hint of combat delay.

Let alone any panic or fear.

"Hold Person Spell!"

"Charm Humans!"

Two more mind-affecting spells were cast by the Green Dragon Lestrick on Raine.

But this level of charm was drizzle to the ’Drow Matron bloodline’, and Raine’s expression remained unchanged as he continued to swing his hammer!

’Is this a human?’

’Not fearing poison, nor Dragon Awe, not even mind-affecting spells worked!’

After enduring several more hammer blows from Raine, a bit of fear started to rise in the heart of the Green Dragon Lestrick.

Yes.

Facing a human, it, an adult Green Dragon, was actually feeling fear!

"My vassals, come help your master."

"Go! Attack that Golem! Break the shackles!"

The Green Dragon Lestrick unexpectedly issued commands to the surrounding Lizardman vassals, directing them to rush at that War Golem.

At the side,

Stone Guard Woron held a hammer and a shield, watching the Green Dragon in mid-air exude a blood-green poisonous mist, feeling somewhat at a loss, but at this moment, suddenly a flash of inspiration crossed his mind.

"Quick! Let’s operate the Hunters’ Crossbow!"

Unlike the Dragon-Slaying Crossbow that sought damage, the crossbow arrows of the Hunters’ Crossbow were slower but connected at the end with ultra-high hardness chains mixed with adamantine.

If a Giant Dragon was pierced by the Hunters’ Crossbow, whether hitting its limbs or flesh wings, it would be hindered by the heavy metal block behind the chains, creating a good opportunity for the Dwarf Warriors to besiege it.

Generally, once an adult Giant Dragon was pierced by multiple Hunters’ Crossbows, no matter how strong, it would gradually become a trapped beast.

This time, their target, Green Dragon Lestrick, naturally brought three Hunters’ Crossbows.

However, the elite Dwarves operating the Hunters’ Crossbows, some died in the War Golem explosion just now, and others died from the Green Dragon Lestrick’s poison.

This led to the Hunters’ Crossbow being pushed forward from the rear at this moment.

"Understood! Each of us will take charge of one, gather the command staff." Centurion Krom immediately followed with Humbert.

If the Hunters’ Crossbows weren’t operated by a skilled twelve-person team, more Dwarf Warriors were needed to join, and they also needed experienced operators like them to command.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

A moment later,

One after another, the crossbow arrows, shaped like giant fishhooks but with sharp spikes at the front, whistled through the air towards the Green Dragon Lestrick in the sky, slowly descending because of the War Shackles and Raine.

Facing the incoming Hunters’ Crossbows, Lestrick intended to dodge.

But on one side, it was restrained by the War Shackles;

On the other side, Raine suddenly smashed at its left wing joint at the critical moment it tried to dodge.

"Boom!!"

In immense pain, its body suddenly lost balance for a brief moment, a Hunters’ Crossbow just scraped past its spine, while two others hit its body.

One pierced through the left wing, the barb viciously stuck at the third phalanx of the wing.

The other pierced its left thigh, the barb ferociously stuck in the muscle texture, scales shattered, poisonous blood splattered!

"Roar!!"

The Green Dragon Lestrick roared in pain.

"Boom!!"

The chain being pulled by dozens of Dwarves behind the Hunters’ Crossbow, made it crash to the ground a second time.

This time, as the dust rose, the Green Dragon Lestrick appeared before everyone in a particularly miserable state.

At the same time, a gray silhouette was rapidly moving around it, continuously wielding a silver, meteoric Warhammer, leaving more than a dozen silver, meteoric Warhammer trails in the air.

"Bang! Bang!"

The endpoints of these silver meteoric trails were all over the large body of the Green Dragon Lestrick.

And with the meteor impact, the sound of the Warhammer sinking into the flesh was incessant.

From the perspective of the Dwarf Warriors, they saw the scales on the dragon, which shone brilliantly in the sunlight, seemingly self-destructing like armor, continually self-destructing, each one suddenly bursting!

Crisp cracking sounds akin to resplendent fireworks, densely packed with almost no interval!

"Damn humans!"

"I will crush every bone in your body!!"

In a fit of rage, the Green Dragon Lestrick was both cursing furiously and trying its best to claw strike Raine.

But every time it turned to chase Raine, the chains behind the two Hunters’ Crossbow arrows rattled and delayed its counterattack with brute force.

"Swoosh!"

And at this moment, the third Hunters’ Crossbow arrow pierced its left wing, making Lestrick’s movements even more sluggish,

increasingly unable to catch up with Raine, who was now flitting around it like a butterfly.

In fact, Raine hadn’t expected that this encounter with the Green Dragon would be so sudden yet manage to lock in victory so quickly.

Apart from the cooperation of the Ironfoot Legion, thinking back now,

he realized he somewhat overestimated the combat power of the Green Dragon Lestrick, if not for its lethal poison.

In combat, Raine estimated that had Green Dragon Lestrick not had extremely toxic blood, it would barely reach a Transcendent high-tier standard, but with its poison and illusions, it reached Transcendent top-level.

This deepened his understanding of the word ’restraint’.

For instance, ’fire overcomes wealth’, among the Five-Color Dragons, the Red Dragon feared ice, the White Dragon feared fire, all had their strengths and weaknesses.

To broaden the view a bit more,

Giant Dragons had strengths and weaknesses, who said other demons didn’t?

Half a minute later.

The Green Dragon Lestrick, after Raine continuously drained its blood, finally gave up its struggle, its mountain-sized green body lying weak on the ground.

On its body, hardly any dragon scales were intact.

At this moment, rather than a Green Dragon, it might as well be called a Blood Dragon.

But aside from Raine, the dwarves still didn’t dare to approach, as not only around Lestrick, but even within the ten meters surrounding it, the blood-green thick mist from its poisonous dragon blood rose.

At this time, the Green Dragon Lestrick seemed to lack even the strength to curse Raine, its vertical pupils filled with malice as they stared at Raine approaching.

"Raine, be careful of its dying counterattack!" came Humbert’s warning from behind.

Upon hearing his mentor’s words, Raine pondered briefly and then decided to give up the idea of blasting Lestrick’s head.

After all, it was his first encounter with a Green Dragon, and if the opponent really had some trump card to be used at death’s door, that would indeed be a big problem.

Thinking it over, Raine raised his hand, his fingertip gathering a dazzling blue-white light.

In the next instant!

A highly condensed blue-white ray, with flecks of frost, shot like lightning at the head of the Green Dragon Lestrick.

It was the monster skill from the White Dragon—the Sixth Level Spell ’Polar Ray’!

"Swoosh!"

Lestrick’s eyes suddenly widened, swinging its head, dodging the attack, while angrily shouting, "Wretch! Damn wretch!"

"Then let’s die together!"

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