"When will the Lord of Thunder arrive?" Gretel was wailing, Archmage Philbi was asking this question, and there were also many voices asking in Sky Dragon City.
The red dragon Anxi flapped his wings, once again rushed up to the barrier of the world, and came down exhausted again.
Just now, he experienced another difficult battle. His strength was almost exhausted, and he had countless cuts all over his body. He finally retreated under the cover of his companions.
The black wind that cuts through the barrier and blows out is really difficult to deal with. If you are not careful, it will penetrate directly into the flesh!
"I must rest this time! I must have a good rest! Dip into the lava and take a deep sleep, at least for ten or eight years!" He complained viciously.
Elder Batista muttered something and threw handfuls of healing spells at him. At the same time, he summoned a schedule and quickly changed a few lines: "Your injury is not serious. You can rest for ten days at most. Once ten days are up, , you still have to go up and work.”
"I @#$%*..." Anxi burst out with a bunch of swear words, and the sparks with black smoke were sprayed in all directions together with his spittle.
Elder Batista smiled and moved in a direction to avoid those sparks, and continued to treat him without stopping: "If you rest and he rests, no one can stand up. Once the world's barrier goes wrong, , the first one to run into trouble is Sky Dragon City. Just wait a little longer, Sky Dragon City’s Mystery Lock is being adjusted, and when this round of adjustments is completed and the Mystery Lock expands, everyone can take a breather..." Hong Both Long An and Xidu cursed.
Adjusting the Mystery Lock means investing a lot of energy, and investing a lot of energy means that they need to provide a large amount of magic crystals, gems, and various valuable resources in their territory.
Another huge amount of treasure is about to fly out! In the small world that I came to this time, I haven’t found anything that can be collected and treated as treasure so far... I can’t return to my roots... After receiving the treatment, Anxi returned to his dragon nest on the Sky Dragon City, curled up into a ball, The wings covered the body and fell into a deep sleep.
The dragon's nest automatically converted its energy and adjusted it into a rich fire element, surrounding him and allowing him to quickly recover energy.
Elder Batista welcomed another legendary dragon, who was also exhausted, also covered in scars, and also in need of treatment.
Elder Battista sighed and mobilized his healing power again: "Okay, okay, it's all flesh wounds. It will be fine after treatment... Do you need to adjust the schedule? Have an extra helper? I think each of you is better than The injury was serious last time..."
"It's okay..." Steel Dragon Bastos gritted his teeth and propped up his body: "For an injury of this level, just eat a meal and sleep again. By the way, the ore I fill my stomach with can come from the sky. Can you take it from the treasure house of Dragon City?"
"What do you think?!" As dragons who have just entered the legend, the red dragon Anxi and the steel dragon Bastos only care about their power and their treasures.
The legendary third-order dragons are more concerned about things: "Our manpower... is barely enough, but if we lose one legendary third-order, or more than three legendary second-order ones, we will be in tension. , no one can take turns. When the time comes, everyone will have to step in, gritting their teeth and carrying injuries. So, are there more people that can be called upon?"
"The amethyst dragon Gilbert, the legendary second level, has been sleeping in the wilderness for the past hundred years. The silver dragon Ophelia has found him, but has not yet been able to successfully enter his dragon lair."
"The black dragon Karma, the second level of the legend, is sleeping in the Plague Swamp in the Black Continent. He promised to come back, but he still has to tidy up the dragon's nest. He is expected to arrive in a month."
"The Brass Dragon Balumong, a third-level legendary, traveling in different spaces, so far...no contact..." Dragon chants, the legendary dragons exchanged information.
One month or two months is not a long time in the eyes of the Dragon Clan. It will pass by just closing your eyes and taking a nap.
but,
"There is always a problem without the legendary third level to withstand... Is there any other way to contact Balumongge? Which different space has he gone to? Is there any whereabouts?"
"No..." Elder Batista said in a tired voice: "The good news is that Little Gretel's teacher, the human magician Lord Thunder, a third-level legend, is expected to arrive in a month or two."
"Can't it be faster?"
"He is traveling with his wife. I'm afraid he won't be able to get there soon... Even if he arrives, he can only join us to a limited extent. He can't fight as hard as the Dragon Clan..."
"Alas..." sighs came and went: "I used to think that it was a good thing that humans were not as strong as the dragons. But if we really encounter trouble, we still hope that our allies can withstand a legendary third-level dragon, not just Top half..."
"So Kristen, can your fighting power be as good as the legendary third-level dragon?" Princess Norrell asked her husband curiously as the sea waves swayed.
The Lord of Thunder stopped writing and looked up, thought for a while, and shook his head: "I haven't fought before, so I don't know. But I can be sure that my combat effectiveness in a short period of time is definitely not worse than theirs." The source of my power is different from theirs. !
Exploring the mysteries of the world, studying atoms, electrons, and various particles, every bit of it is enhancing my combat effectiveness!
Spellcasters of the same level have special spell models and cutting-edge research, and the combat power they can unleash is several times, or even ten times, stronger than those of spellcasters following other people's paths!
"Then... how long will it take?" In a close fight, Princess Norrell didn't think her husband was any worse than others.
But the Dragon Clan is strong in that it has a huge body and the power it can accumulate is huge enough. If the energy density is the same, calculated in proportion to body size, a legendary third-level dragon is at least hundreds or thousands of times that of a human magician.
"That's hard to say." The Lord of Thunder raised the pen in his hand: "The legendary spellcaster's ability to mobilize energy depends on the degree of resonance with the world, not just how much power is stored in his body. Rely on yourself It’s so powerful that I can’t finish it even if I’m exhausted! And our secret weapon—” He pointed to the bottom of the cabin.
Princess Norrell burst into laughter: "You robbed my brother so badly. When we left, my brother's face was almost blue..."
"He's pretending. It's just a mineral vein. There are hundreds of secret realms with the same mineral vein. How could he feel so distressed?" The Lord of Thunder shrugged nonchalantly: "By the way, there is a small island ahead. I'll go there. Let’s do an experiment. If this experiment goes well, my ability to fight for a long time should be able to catch up with the dragon!”
