The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 26

Just at this moment, some of the high elves who were ordered to be recalled have rushed over after hearing the news.

It was just that when they suddenly saw the tragic and terrifying scene, they were all shocked by the intensity of the battlefield that was completely beyond the standard.

Didn't it mean that there was only one red young dragon?
They all believed it when they met a young red dragon who was in estrus just in time!
"Sir! Are you alright?" Several elf knights hurried forward, and a spellcaster quickly applied [Elemental Energy Protection] and [Quick Healing]

But she was pushed away by Yevgeny, and she resisted the physical pain:

"Quick! Chase! Scatter the people in the direction of Nanlu, the red dragon will never be able to run too far with a breath of dragon's breath, so find them!"

"Yes!"

"Wait! Their injuries are also not serious, especially the red dragon. This time, you must not use force. Once you find them, just hold on and wait for me!"

"Obey! Your Excellency!" Although the elves looked embarrassed, they did not refuse.

At least this time, they were not sent to confront the dragon.

The elves were thrown out, but as time went by, Yevgeny, who was an old fox on the battlefield, soon realized something was wrong.

The red dragon continued to exhale according to that momentum, even if it blew out all its lungs, it could run ten miles at most.

But she had been waiting there for almost four hours, but no one came back to report.

'Is there a third force involved? ! '

This possibility that made her extremely disturbed jumped out of her mind immediately, and the more she thought about it, the more likely it was.

"Those barbarians? Impossible! Those barbarians definitely don't have the guts!"

"Could it be that the scarlet catastrophe knows about it? No, if Pafula was awakened, I would never be able to stay here safely now."

Yevgeny bit her thumb and rolled her pupils, laughing at herself:

"Is that another dragon?"

"Or... our deadly enemy, the drow elves, may have landed?"

Yevgeny's pupils shrank heavily, and then slowly opened again, smiling relieved as if he had suddenly found the answer.

Yes, at this time, it seems that only drow shadow dancers can do this quietly!

"adjutant!"

"To!"

"Ayena, you ride around the port on a Pegasus, return to Devenser, and tell the lord my plan and everything here."

"Yes!" Adjutant Ayena immediately took the order.

Only this time, she obviously hesitated:
"What about you?"

"Me? Of course I continued to fight for my lifelong dream of becoming an honorable dragon knight."

Ayena opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't dissuade her. Instead, she took a deep look at her commander with a serious and respectful expression:
"May the elves and gods bless you, and I will live up to my mission!"

"Go." Yevgeny waved his hand.

Watching his most trusted confidant ride away on Pegasus, Yevgeny then ordered:
"Except for the Moon Shadow Assassin formation."

"Here!" All the elves seemed to realize something, and stepped forward together.

"You continue to search carefully at the southern foot. Be sure to find them one step ahead of the group of drows, don't disturb them, and don't let the group of drows approach them, can you do it?"

"Erdrinsky (we will do our best!)."

"Very well, just do your best, let's go."

"Yes!"

After the main force left, Evgeny turned around and looked at the Moon Shadow Assassins who were left alone:
"You are the only ones left. Are you willing to follow me and fight a losing war with our old enemy, the drow elves?"

"Dale Thurlinsmy (I'd love to!)"

"Very good, then, let's go, our group of old friends, maybe they are already waiting for us at the port."

Yevgeny looked in the direction of the port on the west bank, took a deep breath, and showed a free and bright smile.

Just like the dream of becoming a dragon knight and leading the dragoon army to recover Middle-earth, she just joined the army that day.

If this is fate.
She also wants to carry her dreams and drown together.

At the southern foot of the mountain range, the blood-stained drow mage staggered to the embarrassing but sharp-eyed Hiate. Some pitiful news reports:
"Boss, just as you expected, those high elves also released the reserve troops."

As she spoke, she looked around for a week and almost knelt down:

"Isn't it? Are there only two of us left?"

But she didn't have any regrets in her eyes because her companions lost or abandoned them. Instead, she took advantage of the situation to pretend to be pitiful:

"But it's true. I don't know which elf lord the group of high elves came from. They are so strong. I also met a sword dancer when I came back just now. If I hadn't left a spell slot, I would have almost died there. It's over."

"Stop talking nonsense." Hiate seemed a little inexplicably irritated.

"Boss, then tell me directly, should we go after the two young dragons, or go back to the port and stealthily snatch the boat back home?"

As if by fate, the choice before the high elf Yevgeny also fell on the drow elf Hiat.

Evgeny chose to have both, but Hiat was stunned for a while, then sneered:
"Home? We drow, where did we get home?".

"Then we go after the dragon?"

"No, let's go to the port." Hiate said almost indifferently but decisively.

She has been wasted in this old continent for five years, and now the opportunity she has been waiting for for five years has finally come, she can't choose to give up no matter what.

"What? But those two dragons seem to be at their limit, maybe they have fallen into a deep sleep right now, and if we go to the port, we will only have two elves left."

"Limit? I also thought so five years ago. What happened?"

Hiat looked at this guy who always felt a little bit intellectually deficient but miraculously able to become a spellcaster with the eyes of an idiot:

"Come on, let's go home."

The matter has come to this point, and the rest of the matter is irreversible, but if she does not set foot on the way home now.
She wondered if her young brother Cretian would survive his rite of passage.

Embarking on the way back to Spider Nest City, taking Kretian away at all costs is her only hope at this moment when she is in the quagmire.

"As for the two dragons, they will last longer in the future. Right now, we can't afford to mess with either of them."

But just when the two remaining drows embarked on their way back to the port with the same determination as the high elf Yevgeny, a long-lost familiar voice made their hair stand on end:
"Oh? So, after these five years of cleansing, you have become quite self-aware now, dear Miss Zhuoer."

puff.

Before Hiat had time to do anything, the drow mage who was a pig teammate immediately knelt down, and surrendered at the speed of light crying bitterly:

"I'm sorry!!! Don't kill me! I was wrong! We really can't afford to offend you. As an apology for disrespect back then, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

Hiate raised her hand and rubbed her forehead that felt like it was about to split open on the spot.

At that moment, she didn't know what kind of decision she suddenly made, and she turned around in relief.

"Long time no see, Mr. Dragon."

"Five years apart, you really look more powerful and domineering."

She looked up at the red dragon David, who was supported by the silver dragon Tanya with a dragon wing, untied the drow scimitar and the black Yao dagger and threw them on the ground, slowly raised her empty hands, and said with a smile :

"Just like her, as long as you let me live, let me do anything."

(End of this chapter)