Chapter 399 The Dragon’s Blood Is Gone! A Loss of 100 Million!

"Ahhhhhhhh-"

Grete shouted loudly in the sky. The lingering sound lingered for three days.

"Cerela, let me down! Bernard is still down there!"

"Don't let him go! Let him run away! Why should I carry him!"

Bernard was huffing and puffing, sweating profusely as he ran on the mountain trail below. We agreed to go together, but before we had gone far, Miss Silver Dragon transformed into her original form, grabbed the boss and flew away!

It is my mission to protect the boss! How could he be thrown away! Even if I chase them to the dragon's lair, I will catch up with them!

On the mountain road, the dwarf knights patrolling on goats slowly opened their mouths:

"It's actually a dragon..."

He is indeed a little miracle doctor!

Being able to make friends with an elf ranger, everyone was talking privately, and they were extremely impressed. Although, I still have to complain about why the little miracle doctor wants to make friends with those pretentious people with long ears. When they found out that the other party was a dragon, the brothers could only marvel.

The little miracle doctor who can control the dragon's temper is really amazing!

"It turns out to be a dragon... No wonder..."

At the gate of the royal court, Pastor Martin, the only priest who did not leave with the Holy See team, lowered his eyes and sighed slowly.

I originally thought that with all the various plans of the Holy See, there was still a chance of victory; now it seems that this chance may not exist. With that dragon girl's hostility towards the Holy See, the Black Rock Tribe really won. She really dared to kill someone on the spot!

Just... I wonder how many people the tribunal will send to kill this little guy after Jeroni and the others pass the news back... What a pity, with such a character and such treatment methods...

Although he did not witness the situation with his own eyes, the Lord of Thunder had a narrow smile on his lips. Little guy, it's a little too early to contact the Dragon Clan now for your level. However, now that you have encountered them, let’s deal with them!

"Ah... dragon..."

The temperament of the Dragon Clan is not that easy to deal with! Come on, little guy!

The Liuguang Shining Family is a very powerful branch among the Dragon Clan. Their little princess is stuck with a playmate. Until you get tired of playing with her, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to Nevis unless I personally take action. Or, depending on whether you have the ability, just kidnap her back...

Grete had no time to think about whether or not he could be abducted. He was caught in the air after a disagreement. He was afraid but not afraid. He was anxious but really anxious. Bernard is still running wild below! You grabbed me and flew hundreds of miles away. It was convenient for you. What would he do?

The barbarian is naive and honest. If you leave him behind, he will really chase me to death!

"Put me down!" He struggled hard in the dragon's claws. The silver dragon girl didn't take care of him. She gently closed her dragon claws, without breaking any skin or bleeding, and not even scratching her clothes to pieces. However, it is necessary to use physical strength to break free from the dragon's claws...

Not to mention Gretel, even if it were Bernard, it would be absolutely impossible. Gretel struggled hard, but it was just to express his attitude. What really worked was the rhetoric:

"If you don't take him with you, I won't follow you! Let me down!"

"Hey~~ It's okay if you don't want to go~~~ La la la la la la la~~" The silver dragon happily sang in the air and walked against the wind:

"Can't run away, can't run away, Gretel can't run away~~~Fly away from Liao, fly away from Liao, Cerela fly away from Liao~~~"

"..." Grete rolled his eyes above his head. He took a deep breath, a deep breath, and another deep breath. He saw another mountain passing by his feet. He added a sound transmission spell to himself, rolled up a wisp of sound, and sent it to Cerela's ear at a fixed point:

"Where have you been the past few days? You smell like blood. Have you gone to kill someone?"

"oops!"

The silver dragon swayed in the air and fell straight down. She panicked and flapped her wings several times, finally stopping her free fall and pulling up. When he spoke again, his voice was much softer:

"Isn't it just to kill a few people!...I promise you not to do it on the spot!...I've endured it until the king is chosen, what else do you want from me!"

"It's not that I won't let you kill." Grete sighed. Miss Yinlong is fierce and arrogant, and can't bear to be angry at all. She must take revenge after suffering a loss. Being able to endure it until after the king selection has already given him a lot of face:

"I want to ask, are you injured? The smell of blood was so strong when you came back that day..."

"No...no." Cerela's voice became softer again, paused, and suddenly became louder:

"Of course not! Just killed a few people! How could I get hurt! Those guys can't hurt me at all! Just those dwarves, I killed them with just two claws!"

"Wait." Grete interrupted her with a frown:

"How many groups of people have you killed?"

"Two groups... one group of humans in the south, and one group of dwarves in the north..." The voice became smaller and smaller. The huge silver dragon flapped its wings and landed on the top of the mountain. It stretched out its other paw to Gretel, its voice was soft and aggrieved. Qu:

"Grete, the tips of my toes hurt so much..."

"..."

Little Princess Yuehui kept her word, and she said she would kill someone. First, he flew north and eliminated the king-selecting team of the Black Rock Tribe. Of course, the tribesmen who left with them and had disgusting smells were also killed along with them; then, he flew south and killed the heroes who left the royal court. Archbishop Loney and his party.

In battle, his true form appears, with claw strikes, wing beats, and tail thrusts, making him invincible. The only battle damage was that a dagger was stabbed in the dragon's claw, which accidentally broke between the toenails. She flicked, picked, gnawed, bit, and made eighteen kinds of tricks, but she just couldn't pull them out...

It feels like there are thorns stuck in the gaps between the nails, and who knows who is pricking them.

A quarter of an hour later, Gretel was sitting on the floating saucer, instructing Bernard to give the Silver Dragon a pedicure. The barbarian was blessed with [Wild Bull Power] and [Inspiration Technique]. He was sweating profusely and immersed himself in work. Grete sighed from the side:

"Oh, so I asked you to take Bernard with you. You see, I am weak and can't do many things. Bernard can help me a lot... Without Bernard, who will help you pull out the thorns in your nails... …”

"Woo..."

The silver dragon lay on the ground with his eyes narrowed, his chin resting on his right front paw, and his tail flicking. The hard rock was whipped by her, causing sparks to fly and pieces to crack outward:

"But he runs so slowly... If I take you flying, you can reach your aunt in two days. If you walk on the ground with him, you won't reach your aunt in twenty days... Oops!"

"Bernard be careful!"

Grete yelled, holding the [Endless Ink Pen] in his left hand, and threw a Feather Falling Technique at Bernard. Bernard just struggled to pull it up and pulled out the broken blade from the silver dragon's fingernails, and a puff of blood spurted out. Serila was in severe pain and swung her claws, knocking him away...

Fortunately, it was just a reflexive swing, and Bernard was covered in armor, so he didn't do anything bad. With the addition of the Feather Falling Technique, he fell down slowly, and was soon dragged back to the original place by Gretel throwing an activation rope.

After pulling it back, I saw foam rolling on the ground, but the dragon's blood had fallen on the stone, corroding a deep pit.

"ah--"

Gretel screamed. That's dragon blood! Dragon blood!

I didn’t even have time to collect it!

On the council's goods list, dragon blood can be sold for 1,000 points, which means it has a price but no market!

My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe...

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There are no extra days and I only need to write 4,000 words a day. It feels like a holiday...so happy...

Thanks to x-on:黉饕 for the 500 starting coins