The Defeated Dragon

Death in its youngest years may also be a beauty.

Parise thought so, Lester didn't care that sooner or later he would study Parise's Black Dragon identity, which was a good inspiration and guide for the use of dragon magic. Black dragons or white dragons are a little evil for humans, but they seem to be good for dragons.

According to Parise, if not changed, she would be devoured by the magic of the light dragon and eventually returned to the light dragon - the dragon seemed to be seen as a cultivation method, if the little dragon Leo could learn to spill 3,000 blood droplets... to create 3,000 black dragons, wouldn't it grow fast?

Absolutely.

For the time being, Lester hasn't even finished riding the dragon. It's too early to unravel the black dragon's secret, not in a hurry.

After a full night's rest in Port Town, the next morning he rode the seven-colored whale Rose to the beach at the south-western end of Coral Island, the territory of the purple sand crocodile.

“I wonder if the beast has eaten the purple sand crocodile. If the prey is finished, it will be empty. ”

The sandy beaches where the purple crocodiles live are large, but for Lester, having Magic Eye equals equipping the radar, making it easy to spot where the purple crocodiles are.

It is lurking on the edge of the beach and has not yet been preyed upon.

Lester didn't disturb it, he just stood by and said, "Where's that premium warcraft?” We searched around and didn't see the advanced Warcraft figure prompted by the Smoke Mission.

Good thing he's patient enough.

One consumption is two hours.

On the third pole of the sun, the purple sand crocodile finally couldn't hold up in the sea and began to climb ashore. The sandy beaches around here grow with many unknown groves, and the purple crocodile moves widely, climbing down the sandy beach to the depths of the woods. Lester told Rose to wait on the shore and he hurried to catch up with the purple crocodile.

A moment later.

The purple sand crocodile crosses the beach and dirt into a swamp lake, and the giant body quickly merges with the sludge, leaving only one head on the water awaiting the arrival of the prey.

Lester climbed up a big tree not far away and served as a hunter in "Mantis Catches Cicada, Yellow Sparrow Behind”, quietly waiting for advanced warcraft to come.

Shake.

By noon, the purple sand crocodile had not caught its prey and was still waiting, as was the figure of the advanced warcraft. Lester was still not in a hurry, and he took out his prepared lunch and ate it in the trees —— he eats fine, enjoyable meals all the time, which doesn't mean he can't suffer.

Just somewhat unfamiliar.

Dine in the castle, clean and hygienic, wipe your hands after a meal, drink a sip, and keep your manners tidy without mixing the taste of the previous meal into the next. Eating in the wild can only be done by yourself, greasy on your hands and inconvenient tasting of wine.

In short, the taste of food and the atmosphere of the meal should be greatly reduced.

gradually.

The sun began to skew.

Leaning on the trunk, Lester almost drowned in confusion. At this moment, his magical eye routinely sweeps around and suddenly startles. I don't know when, on the edge of the swamp, there actually appears a giant thing outlined by the red magic.

It's a bird, hidden in the bushes by the swamp.

Spread the Eye of Magic, the exhilarating Lester looks at this fire-attribute advanced warcraft with the naked eye - a tree ten meters tall has just reached its neck position, which means it stands more than a dozen meters tall. Dusty feathers, not looking at the head and neck, like a big stork bird.

But looking at its big neck, and its huge head on the neck, it's far from the stork.

Especially the giant beak, linen and brown spots, looks like a giant boot.

This reminds Lester of a stupid big bird he saw on a webcam - a whale stork. The whale stork in the video, when feeding it the little fish, actually dropped the little fish out of its mouth several times, it was stupid enough, no wonder it was said to be about to go extinct.

This advanced warcraft in front of us is obviously not a whale stork comparable. Although it is similar in shape, neither posture nor momentum is self-righteous, and the intense red magic shows its strength.

Just stand there in the bushes.

motionless.

His eyes stared sharply at the purple sand crocodile in the swamp and did not blink.

Hours and hours go by...

“Let's just call you a boot-mouth stork, and the beak does look like a boot, and the body looks like a stork, and with its huge shape, the name is very graphic to sum up all of you.” Lister gave the big bird a boring name, and by the time he finished it, it was getting dark.

For hours this afternoon, the purple sand crocodile has still not been waiting for its prey, and the boot-mouthed stork is still standing in the bushes, waiting patiently.

had to say.

Animal hunting patience is very powerful indeed.

He had to give birth, drive a prey by himself, rush to prey on the purple sand crocodile, and lure the bootmouth stork to hunt the purple sand crocodile. Or, just be grumpy and rush straight to the Battle of the Stork of Boots. Whatever it is, hunt it down.

“Forget it, just wait. There's plenty of time, no need for adventure. ”

Thoughts have just fallen.

The scene turned into an elbow armpit, listening to only a few humming and humming pigs, actually came to two fat Thundertooth boars, carrying several small Thundertooth boars, and began to march towards the swamp area. Thundertooth boar is an inferior Warcraft of Thunder attribute that releases Magic - Thunder Strike Flash.

Back in Thorn Hill, Lister worked with the knights, hunting Thundertooth boars —— rough skin and flesh, a little hard to deal with.

As soon as these Thundertooth boars entered the swamp, they started rolling mud in the swamp, humming, humming and not enjoying themselves, not knowing that they were approaching Death. Finally, a big Thundertooth boar rolled in front of the purple sand crocodile and the next second, the purple sand crocodile burst out.

One giant mouth bites the thundertooth wild boar, violently twisting his body, and stuffs the thundertooth wild boar into the swamp.

“Humph! ”

“Aah!”

The rest of the Thundertooth boar fled in panic, but the purple crocodile didn't care about them at all, and this ton of Thundertooth boar alone was enough to enjoy a beautiful meal. But like the Thundertooth boar, the purple crocodile does not realize that it is not at the top of the food chain.

It stood in the bushes for a half-day of bootmouth storks and quickly attacked when the struggling Thundertooth boar kept releasing thunder and flashing, lightning a little numb and having to surf the swamp.

Long wings, long legs, huge boots-shaped beaks, lightning bolted out, pointing towards the head of the purple sand crocodile began pecking.

In its beak, it is also brewing a giant fireball, which is advanced magic - a super fireball, every time it pecks the head of the purple sand crocodile, the super fireball will hit once, and the head of the purple sand crocodile will almost burn. When the wings flare, another advanced magic is unleashed - the Flame Slash, slashing the body of the purple crocodile.

The purple crocodile hurriedly dumps the half-dead Thundertooth boar, and opens his mouth to spit out his advanced magic - the water wave shield - to support himself with an armor. Then releases the advanced magic - the arrow fires indiscriminately, striking back at the bootmouth giant stork, which as an intermediate warcraft is bigger than the bootmouth giant stork.

The counter-attack was also fierce.

But this cannot change destiny.

The bootmouth giant stork moves agile, flashing through the room, releasing all sorts of magic constantly, fireball beads, resistance ring, flame chopping, super large fireball, flame tornado, fire dancing snake... like a moving spell turret, striking the purple sand crocodile mercilessly, eventually blowing up the water wave shield, hard-boiled the purple sand crocodile all over.

The giant beak continues to peck the head of the purple sand crocodile, with the clear purpose of smashing the head of the purple sand crocodile - the purple sand crocodile skin is too thick, and its magic barbecue is obviously not yet cooked.

“Muggle...”

The purple crocodile moaned painfully, no matter how it rolled over, it could not stop the bootmouth stork from opening a hole in its head. Soon, a crack of the skull ruptured and even the brains sputtered out.

The cry gradually stopped and the body was left with only a simple movement.

The bootstock shook its wings, sounding a strange noise with satisfaction and preparing to enjoy today's meal in the afterglow of the sunset.

“Hoo!”

Leicester stood on the tree and jumped off the branches after watching a spectacular predatory scene. He suddenly pulled out the sword, running the dragon fighting in his body, and stomped his legs like an arrow. Wrapped in a huge dragon fight, he carried out a "sunset" in "The Red Sun Rises and Burns".

With the sunset already hidden in the sky, they gleam at each other and dive into the boot-mouth stork.

Now!

The mantis hunted the cicada, and the yellow one hunted the mantis again. It was the hunter's turn!