The ancient dragon of Arknights

He came from behind and not only had abundant physical strength, he even had long-range weapons in his hands. Most of the initiative in this battle was in his hands.

"Boss, do you want to do this business? If you do, I'll do it. It's easy for these two brats to solve it."

The scavenger seemed completely unaware of the verbal exchange behind this, and he continued to promote his business like a fool.

But in Fatty's eyes, this behavior was no different from coercion. He had to make his own choice.

"..."

After hesitating again and again, he made his own judgment - although the two brats were cruel and ruthless, it was purely because of the pressure; but the scavenger in front of him was different. Who knows how many people he had killed and how much he had done. What's going on.

"Go ahead and deal with them both quickly. I'll be with you, but the price will be reduced by half!"

"Tsk, okay, I admit it."

The two people slowly approached Neltharion and Ceria, and the situation suddenly became dangerous.

"*Colombian expletive*! I will take one of you with me even if I die today!"

Neltharion's anger surged. He and Ceria were kidnapped here. They faced life and death crises many times. After fighting to the death, they finally saw a glimmer of hope, only to be wiped out by this scavenger who suddenly broke in.

Scavengers...there are countless such guys in the wilderness, and a single gold coin can make them mad. But now, he has become Neltharion's trouble.

Along with this burst of rage, Neltharion's chest began to emit a faint light, and then steam began to emit from his pores - this was a violent state!

When fighting to the death, the Mistyclaw will eat stored food and then quickly digest it to achieve a short-term rapid burst of ability. From a human perspective, it is a stimulant that overdrafts physical strength.

But I have to admit that having a shot of such stimulants in battle will indeed increase the winning rate a lot.

"Neltharion! I'm with you!"

Seria's bloody nature was also aroused, she had had enough!

Having been bullied by Toby and others before, Neltharion managed to get rid of Toby, but now he encountered these bastards again.

The two little dragons started to charge towards the enemy, but the scavenger did not pay attention to the anger of the two children. On the contrary, he even distracted his attention.

The fat man was very close to the scavengers, and the dagger in his hand never relaxed.

His eyes blurred by blood were always staring at the dusty figure not far away. As the distance gradually got closer - the fat man burst out and attacked!

He ignored the worsening of the wound and stabbed the scavenger with a dagger in both hands!

"Give me death!"

Puff-!

There was another sound of flesh being pierced. This sound had appeared many times today, and Fatty was very lucky to have suffered it twice.

The scavenger did not use the crossbow in his hand, but some kind of hidden weapon - there was some kind of mechanism on his arm hidden under his robe, which was a weapon similar to a small hand crossbow.

This hidden arrow successfully stabbed Fatty and interrupted his long-planned plot.

"It seems that the little boss is also a smart man, and I have indeed planned to do this business from the beginning."

The scavenger quickly changed the target of his attack. He aimed his ready-to-go crossbow in the direction of the two siblings - the crossbow only had one shot to reload, and then it was a close battle. Who should he attack?

The fat man was faced with exactly the same decision dilemma as the fat man at that time. The fat man chose to ignore Seria and instead attack Neltharion, and then suffered a big loss.

The scavenger is very smart, and he has already determined who of the two siblings is the main attacker; Neltharion is an out-and-out madman, bloodthirsty, warlike, and full of danger, but his shortcomings are also obvious, that is, he is too He's small. If he were a little older, no one would be able to survive here today.

Although Ceria is not dangerous, it is Neltharion's most reliable means of attack. Having a companion to cooperate with and cooperate with each other is far better than powerful weapons.

Besides, Seria is weaker - taking her out first is a very stable choice.

Although he would have to face the risk of fighting Neltharion in close combat, the scavenger was confident that he would win. This kid was at the end of his strength.

call out--!

The crossbow shot out quickly, and Ceria fell to the ground. Neltharion did not pay attention to her situation, so he did not dare to judge what state Ceria was in at the moment.

But he couldn't stop now. If he stopped right here, there would really be no chance.

"kill!"

The eight claws are like strong winds. In the violent state, Neltharion shows a bit of a killing machine.

Crazy dragon dancing in the air!

The scavenger dealt with it in a panic. He didn't expect that Neltharion's attack would be so fast. This guy was completely fighting for his life.

Facing the attack, he refused to dodge, letting the scavenger's dagger pass over his body, and the hot blood burst out; such a desperate attack achieved rich results, and the scavenger's original tattered clothes were torn. It was torn to pieces, and the blood marks on his body were becoming more visible to the naked eye.

"Get the damn kid out of here!"

The scavenger was forced to have no choice. He hurriedly took out an object from his waist, and then threw it towards Neltharion.

Although Neltharion is crazy at the moment, he has not lost his mind. He knows very well that this thing is probably the opponent's trump card, and he must not take it stupidly.

So Neltharion hurriedly braked and changed direction. His leg joints showed a dangerous arc - it would definitely cause a sprain!

boom!

The thing that was thrown was actually a homemade bomb!The power is not terrible, at least it has not reached the level of military grenades, but the impact is real.

Neltharion evaded in time, and the explosion that he had endured from the front was now blocked sideways; however, this came at a great cost, as his legs were sprained and his brain was stunned by the bomb.

"What a monster! But look at you hiding like this!"

The scavengers took this opportunity and rushed over. Neltharion's mobility was damaged, and he would no longer have the advantage in the next battle.

"What are you going to do to my brother?"

Ceria's voice sounded, and she who had fallen to the ground was also attacking quickly at this moment - her fists seemed to be still sparkling! ?

Chapter 20 Victory

"What the hell!?"

The scavenger quickly distanced himself when he saw Seria rushing over. The homemade bomb was very troublesome to make and the quality was uneven, so he didn't have a second one on hand.

After seeing Seria's shining hands, the scavenger's heart suddenly sounded alarm. He had a certain knowledge of Originium skills.

In the wilderness, most of the majestic guys are infected who have mastered powerful Origin Stone skills. They overdraw their lives in exchange for powerful power, and then use their power to take everything they want. However, this method is not a long-term solution. .

More strength requires more exhaustion of one's body. Those alias guys in the wilderness are like weeds. After one group dies, another group will grow. No one will remember their former glory.

'I don't know what the effect of this kid's Origin Stone skill is, so I want to avoid it? '

After a brief thought, the scavenger decided to distance himself.

Ceria's shoulder was injured by the crossbow arrow just now, and Neltharion, who was even more dangerous, had lost most of his combat power at this moment. He still had a crossbow in his hand, and he only needed to reload it before he could attack again.

Victory is already within the grasp!

"..."

Ceria noticed the footsteps of the scavenger's hind legs, and she further accelerated her pace.

How did she use her Origin Stone skills?You must know that she is not an infected person. If you want to use the Origin Stone skills, you need a staff as a medium.

The small spell-casting unit that Neltharion gave her before was not powerful enough to drive spells. She seemed to have no means to use the Origin Stone skills.

As the saying goes, if you don't have something, others may not have it.

The tall and lanky man whose throat was blocked by Neltharion's blow before was also considered a warlock. He relied on the skill of controlling wind with the Origin Stone to catch the two siblings off guard, otherwise they wouldn't be in such a mess.

After Neltharion killed him, Ceria remembered the staff. She was gifted with Origin Stone skills - this staff might be able to turn the tide of the war.

It turned out that her idea was completely correct. Neltharion could not solve this situation alone. Ceria had just taken advantage of being knocked down and not being noticed to pick up the staff.

She doesn't know what her Origin Stone skills are. Exploring her Origin Stone skills usually requires a specific safe environment, but the current situation does not allow for such extravagant requirements.

Seria acted as a doctor, picked up the staff, pointed it at the scavenger and released it once - but this time it didn't seem to have any effect.

Finally, when Neltharion was knocked down, Ceria's sense of urgency forced her to reach her full potential.

A layer of silvery white stuff began to emerge and condense on her fists. Because Ceria's use was too rough and inexperienced, her spells were completely full of flaws.

Her palms were even somewhat affected by the stuff, but it was enough that it worked.

"Give me death!"

Seeing Ceria rushing in front of him, the scavenger knew that he could not avoid it. He slashed his dagger at Ceria. Ceria had no weapon in her hand, so she must avoid it.

Click!

Seria did not dodge, and her fist and dagger, which were wrapped in an unknown substance, suddenly collided. The sound that came out was not the sound of steel clashing, but a sound similar to the sound of cutting marble.

"what!?"

The scavenger was surprised, but his attack was indeed ineffective. Seria did not seem to be affected in any way, and the knife did not cut her flesh.

Seria would not miss the opportunity, and she punched out towards the opponent's chest - the scavenger with the wide open door naturally did not dodge, he swallowed the punch firmly, and then there was a sharp blow pain came.

'rib cage?how come! ? '

It is unknown how much combat experience the scavenger has, but he has a lot of experience in taking beatings.

Judging from the feeling just now, he knew clearly that his ribs were definitely cracked.

The kid in front of me is very strong, and his fist is as hard as a rock, but can he really break his bones with one punch?I am not in a calcium-deficient constitution...

After one punch, the second punch followed, and Ceria wanted to kill this guy with one attack.

"Don't blame me for being mean."

"!"

Seria's movements were forced to interrupt, and the scavenger's counterattack came very quickly, but this time he did not use a knife, but also extended his fist.Ceria planned to exchange injuries for injuries, but the scavenger was not a good person. He despicably chose to punch Ceria's previous arrow wound.

In order to stop the bleeding, Seria broke the arrow shaft instead of pulling it out.

The arrow originally inserted in the flesh and blood was stirred a little by the impact. This kind of pain is not ordinary.

Ceria's patience had reached its limit. Even though she didn't shed a single tear, the biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages was already at work.

'Don't forget there is me!What a bastard! '

Neltharion attacked at the same moment. A sprained leg does not mean a broken leg. Neltharion rushed over with force on his healthy leg. He climbed onto the scavenger's back regardless.

The eight claws turned into the strongest hooks and were nailed to the scavenger's body. Before it was over, Nessario was already desperate and bit into the scavenger's body that was covered with yellow sand. On the side of the neck.

One of the characteristics of the Tragedylon is the terrifying mouth like a meat grinder. Unfortunately, the protruding fangs are not suitable for humans, so Neltharion cannot obtain this characteristic, but the corresponding strengthening of the biting muscles can Do it.

"Ahhh——!!! Get out of my way!"

Sharp pains came from everywhere, and more importantly, this terrible murderous intention - the scavenger had not noticed Neltharion at all before, his attention was completely attracted by Ceria, and Neltharion's mind His "hunting instinct" taught him the best way to sneak attack on his prey.

Boom!Boom!

Ceria's strength alone was not enough, but with the help of Neltharion, it became much better - the left and right fists were quickly swung out, and two muffled sounds resounded in the scavenger's chest.

Neltharion could taste the taste of rust in his mouth - the stimulation of blood made him bite further to death.

The scavenger had already panicked in the face of the threat of death, and he began to attack randomly. The random punches and the stimulation of adrenaline were actually a bit scary.

But the two siblings have made up their minds to kill him completely, whether it's hitting him with their fists or kicking him with their boots, they just have to endure the pain. Who can't do it? ?

After several rounds of attacks, Ceria's face was swollen in several places, and there were definitely a lot of marks on her body. The same was true for Neltharion. He felt like his jaw was about to be dislocated, and the base of his claws looked like nails were turned out. Just as painful.

But more dangerous than them is this arrogant scavenger - as the counterattack becomes ineffective, as the pain and physical strength are exhausted, his resistance gradually weakens.

Neltharion saw the opportunity - he released his throat, pulled out his claws, and stabbed in with one claw.

With the second flower of blood blooming, the battle finally ended.

Neltharion and Serea, won.

Chapter 21 Rescued (4k)

Looking at the corpse that gradually became cold and stiff, Neltharion and Ceria felt unprecedentedly relaxed. They survived, and they were the ones who had the last laugh.

"Sister, your wound..."

If this incident was the plot of a movie, then the next development should be to gradually zoom out the camera, and after a black screen, we will have a talk later, which is the end of the movie.Of course, if the director plans to make another film, he will leave an extremely suggestive easter egg at the end.

Ah, I should watch less movies, it makes my mind a little messy.

Neltharion knew that there was a difference between reality and movies. For example, at this moment, he and Ceria were not completely safe yet.

The wounds on the two people's bodies, the environment they were in, and the means of returning to the city - if these problems were not resolved, their end would not be easy.

'It's over...the side effects are coming...'