At this time, the relationship between Ye Qiong and Dakaha has become the relationship between Nobita and Doraemon.
What should I do if I get beaten up outside? Of course, the first thing to say is:
"Think of a way, Dakaha!"
The demon dragon inside his body, when he heard these words, his breathing was obviously a little heavier and he was angry!
This kid is not polite at all when facing him now. He is a greedy demon dragon, not a sage who can guide him forward. Don't ask him to help you with anything.
What should I do? I really want to just sit back and watch, and just die together.
No need to threaten this guy every day:
"Dakaha, you don't want to be imprisoned again after I die, do you?"
The demon dragon in his body did not take any action, and Ye Qiong was not surprised by this. After all, he was not in a life-or-death crisis at this moment.
Obeido below was ready to go, and made a gun-throwing motion, targeting Ye Qiong. He immediately felt a huge sense of crisis.
Obviously with his current speed and insight, it is not difficult to escape.
But inexplicably, he felt that his heart was beating faster, as if he had seen a spear piercing his chest.
Obeido's spear began to emit yellow light, and his aura continued to surge.
Ye Qiong wanted to fight back this attack just like he had fought with the Red Dragon Horse Light Cannon before.
But he understood that the demon-breaking effect of the red gun still existed. If there was a light cannon confrontation, he would definitely lose.
But you can’t do nothing.
Flying towards Obeido on the ground, he launched a charge. He wanted to rely on the powerful vitality of the Dragonborn to exchange injuries with Obeido.
Obeido seemed to appreciate Ye Qiong's choice very much. As a warrior, one should have the courage to charge.
Afterwards, the hand holding the red gun became tighter and tighter, and his breath continued to surge. This was his respect for the young man in front of him.
Since the other party used all his strength, he should also use all his strength to respond.
The red gun was thrown, aiming directly at Ye Qiong who launched the charge. In the night sky, it was like a gorgeous meteor, beautiful and dangerous.
His amber vertical pupils stared intently at the incoming red spear, which was not very fast. With his reaction, it was not difficult to dodge.
Still charging forward, the moment the spear came into contact with him, he ducked sideways, flapped his dragon wings, and accelerated forward.
The enemy is already close, and all he needs to do is pierce the dragon's claw into his chest to declare Ye Qiong's victory.
At this moment, he felt a sharp pain coming from his body.
Glancing down, I don't know when the right half of my chest became blank, as if a spear had penetrated my chest.
Betty on the side saw this and quickly applied healing magic, but for some reason, it had no effect at all. The wound that was penetrated continued to bleed and had no tendency to heal at all.
Is it a sure hit and has an incurable effect? This is too bad.
If it weren't for the Dragonborn's strong vitality, he might have collapsed by now.
The dragon's claw swung, but was easily dodged. Obeido kneed him in the abdomen, then kicked him away and said:
"Young man, your strength is very good, but it is only good. Call your servants. Your strength alone is not enough to defeat me."
The spear he had just thrown reappeared in his hand at some unknown moment.
Obeido in front of him was still full of fighting spirit and shouted: "What's wrong? Are you afraid to come out?"
She issued a challenge to the deserted open space, probably thinking that Betty's heroic spirit was watching over her.
After not receiving a reply for a long time, I felt strange. I looked at the white-haired girl hiding behind the tree and had a vague guess: "Isn't your servant dead in the battle?"
After seeing Betty nod, she also touched her head in distress.
Although he was a master who had lost his heroic spirit, he was still a threat. After receiving the master's instructions, he sighed helplessly and prepared to eradicate the source.
Ye Qiong, who had fallen to the ground, just stood up when he saw a wriggling mass of black mud approaching them, and he immediately felt bad.
It seemed that the spearmen in front of him were not the only ones attracted by the fluctuations in the battle just now. Sister Hannah also set her sights here.
He just wanted Obeido to pay attention to what was behind him, but it was too late.
At some point, Huck appeared behind him and touched his heart lightly with his bloated right arm. He was about to jump back to distance himself, but Obedo reacted.
The red spear penetrated his body, but Huck didn't panic at all. Instead, he showed an extremely weird smile. A ball of black mud appeared at his feet and pulled him in.
When he reappeared, a beating heart appeared on his bloated right arm.
Obeido also felt a huge sense of crisis and rushed forward, but in the end it was too late.
His heart was crushed, and a large piece of his chest was blank. He kept spitting out blood from his mouth. He stared angrily at the assassin in front of him and cursed:
"Despicable guy, can you only use these gutter methods?"
Holding the red gun, he was ready to go. The yellow light appeared again on the tip of the gun, and he threw it straight at the man in black robe in front of him.
Facing this attack, instead of dodging, Huck rushed forward, letting the spear pierce his heart, holding the dagger in both hands, and kept attacking Obeido.
Even though blood was flowing out of his chest, he didn't care at all. Like a ruthless fighting machine, he pierced the dagger in his hand into the enemy's flesh again and again.
Obeido, who had released his Noble Phantasm twice and was seriously injured, was no match for Huck, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.
With his death, the incurable curse began to disappear. The black mud wrapped around Huck's body and healed his injuries. His dark pupils locked on Betty and Ye Qiong and said in an emotionless voice:
"It's your turn next."
At this moment, Ye Qiong, looking at Huck who kept running towards him, shouted crazily in his heart: "Dakaha, think of a way!"
The demon dragon absorbed the magic power in big mouthfuls, and said in the same eager tone: "I'm thinking about it, I'm thinking about it, don't rush it."
After finally reaching this point, he was unwilling to lose the opportunity to escape. As long as he absorbed the magic power of the third heroic spirit, he could regain some of the power of the beast of greed.
Although it wasn't much, it was completely enough to deal with the black-robed heroic spirit in front of me and some of the hypocritical beast's body.
"Alright? It's urgent!" He kept dodging the attacks of the enemy in front of him and urged the dragon.
Finally, there was a response this time. The magic power in his body continued to surge, and his amber pupils had a touch of red, making him look extremely violent.
The corners of his mouth raised crazily, and he laughed extremely loudly, crazily and unbridled. He said in a condescending voice, whether it was the voice of a demon dragon or Ye Qiong:
"The realm unfolds, the El Dorado of lust."
