Magical Strategist

The bamboo sea is getting closer.

The real dragon couldn't help but run. Is there anyone who can stop him? No, there is no one! He longed to return to New Delhi as soon as possible to work with the Thunder Emperor and his people.

Roche, Barak, Bartolomeo, Sachieldos... wait, I'll come to you!

whoosh...

At this moment, a fiery red light suddenly shot out from somewhere in the grassland, parallel to the ground, from far to near, with a sharp roar.

That was not light, but a powerful fire magic - a musket!

It was so fast that it flew behind the real dragon in the blink of an eye.

"Be careful!" Ling Die screamed.

Before the real dragon could react, the musket came at him with great force and hit him in the back with a "bang", and he was knocked twenty steps away.

"Ah!" The real dragon screamed, unbearable burning sensation spread from his back to his whole body, and his internal organs felt as if they were scorched, causing him to feel pain. Puff! The real dragon fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"What's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Lingdie rushed to the real dragon and asked anxiously. The real dragon was lying on the ground, struggling non-stop, feeling very uncomfortable.

Although the real dragon was only hit by the most common fire magic, it was not difficult to imagine that the caster was not an ordinary person to injure him like this. The real dragon knew this very well, because he was wearing a magic-immune robe and cloak of blood elves, which could effectively resist magic attacks. He could conclude that the one who attacked him should be a fire magician with extremely high cultivation.

"You really can't bear to kill him. If I'm not mistaken, you only used less than 50% of your magic power in the musketry just now?" Just then, two figures, a man and a woman, came quietly. The one who spoke was a man. He was wearing a black tights and a mask on his face, so his appearance could not be identified.

"Why can't you bear it? I just want to take him back alive." The speaker was a woman in white. She was wrapped in a thin red veil, leaving only a pair of almond eyes and two willow-shaped eyebrows exposed. She looked extremely mysterious. Her long black hair swayed in the wind, her body was graceful, and her beauty was beyond the reach of ordinary women. "It is the job of my Knights Templar to arrest Lieyan. Why are you secret agents following me?"

"Don't be angry, Miss Yan. I am just following orders. The superiors have their reasons for sending me to keep an eye on you." said the man.

"Hmph, let me be frank with you. Killing Lieyan is my job. If you interfere, don't blame me for being rude." The woman said sternly, leaving no room for negotiation in her tone.

The man seemed a little afraid of the Flame Girl. He took two steps back and said, "What do you want to do? Look at the sky, your every word and action is under the surveillance of the "double-headed eagle"! " The man pointed to the sky, and sure enough, a brown two-headed eagle was circling in the sky, its sharp eyes always staring at the ground.

The Flame Girl sneered and said, "Haha, since I have already joined Gangyi, I will serve him wholeheartedly. You people are just too suspicious. Please step aside and watch. Don't interfere without my permission." As she spoke, the Flame Girl took a step and slowly approached the real dragon.

Zhenlong was badly injured, and finally stood up with the help of Lingdie. He looked at the woman who was only five steps away from him, and a sense of déjà vu came to his mind. Although the woman covered her face with a red veil, the almond eyes and the black hair made Zhenlong vaguely think of a woman's face.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other for a moment. Yannu frowned slightly, and a complex expression was reflected in her almond-shaped eyes.

"You stinky woman, what's the point of sneak attack? Do you dare to fight Lieyan openly? You are such a despicable and shameless villain!" Ling Die started cursing.

"Are you the Flame Girl?" asked the real dragon.

"Yes." Yannu lowered her voice, or rather, she deliberately lowered her voice.

"Are you here to kill me?" the real dragon asked again.

"Yes." Yannu's voice lowered even more.

"Since you are here to kill me, why don't you dare show me your true face so that I can die with peace of mind. Are you afraid that I will recognize your face and haunt you after I die?" The real dragon sneered.

"Stop talking nonsense when you are about to die, okay?" Yannu said with a frown.

"Are you scared? Why is your voice shaking?" Zhenlong laughed.

The Flame Girl didn't want to continue the conversation. She stretched out her right hand, turned it into a palm, and swung it violently, and a huge burning fireball flew out.

This woman's strength is extraordinary. With my current level, I can't withstand three of her moves, but that doesn't mean I will give up the resistance! Zhenlong held the Love Moon Umbrella in his hand and ran towards the fireball.

The Flame Girl was shocked. The flames did not try to dodge her magic, but rushed towards her desperately. The previous lance technique, which only used 30% of the magic power, could hurt him so badly. If the big fireball with 50% of the magic power hit him this time, he would be burned to ashes. The Flame Girl suddenly screamed: "Lil True Dragon, why don't you dodge? Do you want to die?!!"

Unexpectedly, the huge fireball passed through the real dragon's body without leaving any scar, and the real dragon still rushed forward with all its might.

"You only have one chance, Lianyue, drain all her strength!"

The face of the Flame Girl turned pale. She had never expected that the real dragon would approach her in the blink of an eye, only half a step away. She hurriedly cast a spell to resist, but it was too late. The black umbrella slapped over like lightning.

boom!

The real dragon used all his strength to hit the flame girl in the abdomen. The Love Moon Umbrella in his hand immediately devoured the flame girl's magic power. In a short moment, the weight of the black umbrella increased several times. His arm shook, and he could not bear the weight.

The Flame Girl was knocked back several steps. Due to the loss of a large amount of magic power in her body, her legs became weak and she almost fell down.

"The street performer is great, just like that, hit her! Hit her hard!" Lingdie shouted happily. However, Lingdie was an outsider after all, with no combat experience, and couldn't tell who had the upper hand. She only knew that the real dragon hit the Flame Girl, who suffered a great loss and almost fell down.

After all, masters are masters, and the strength of their magic power is definitely not something that ordinary people can match. Look at the fire girl's magic power being swallowed by the Love Moon Umbrella after being attacked. She may be in a relatively weak state for a few seconds, but she will recover after a few seconds. To exaggerate a little, the attack of the real dragon with all his strength is just a tickle to the fire girl.

On the other hand, the real dragon was first severely injured by the musket technique, and then he used all his strength to attack: the dragon's virtual state plus a powerful attack. His physical strength, energy, and magic power were completely consumed. He staggered a few steps, and finally fell to the ground due to exhaustion.

Zhen Long knew very well what the outcome of challenging a top master would be. He knew that he was no match for Yan Nu. But in the end, he laughed, a trembling laugh.

The real dragon’s goal is not to defeat the Flame Girl, but to unravel the red mystery of the Flame Girl!

"Why do you want to hide your face? Are you afraid to see me? Miss Douglas Haitang! No, I should call you the leader of the Knights Templar of the Fortitude Alliance, Her Highness Yannu!" Zhenlong said with a smile. He was not surprised that Yannu was Haitang. He might have guessed who Yannu was from the beginning, from the fire lance technique. There are probably only four people in the world today who can use ordinary fire lance techniques to such great power: the first is the God of Fire Baggio, the second is the Soul Eater Pirro, the third is himself, and the fourth is Haitang, who was also a disciple of the God of Fire at Podor College!

The Flame Girl suddenly touched her face, and the red veil covering her face was gone. She was horrified and terrified, and didn't know how to express her feelings at the moment. She couldn't look directly into the dragon's eyes, so she could only look away.

"You betrayed Middle Earth and poisoned your master (Moli, the president of Shadow Song), indirectly killed Feiya, and assisted Shimizu Ichiro in taking away my magic power. Haitang, do you know? If God can fulfill one of my wishes, I will tell him without hesitation that I hope you die! If God can fulfill my second wish, I will still tell him without hesitation that I want you to die miserably! Hahahaha..." Zhenlong laughed wildly. His hatred for Yannu could not be expressed clearly in a few words.

"Dragon... I..." Yan Nu wanted to say something but stopped, because she heard the two-headed eagle circling overhead making a harsh cry, as if sending some kind of signal. Yan Nu changed her confused look and said heavily: "The cry of a dying person is also sad. Should I sympathize with you or laugh at you? Different people have different ideas and pursuits. Since I chose the camp of Gangyi, I must remove all obstacles for Gangyi. Jasmine is the first, Johnson Feiya is the second, and you, Lil Real Dragon, are the third. What qualifications do you have to say anything about me?"

"I don't care who I kill, but Xiaoya, she is my wife!" The real dragon roared and pounced on the Yannu regardless of everything.

Wife? A nameless anger surged in her heart. The Flame Girl raised her palm, turned it into a fist, and used the Burning Hand move.

boom!

The dragon was completely defenseless, and was hit hard on the waist, spitting blood and falling to the ground. The burning hand was probably more than 50% of the Yan Nu's magic power, and the dragon fell to the ground and did not move for a long time, and had fainted.

"Showbill!" When the real dragon was defeated, Lingdie rushed to rescue him without hesitation. Facing such a powerful opponent, Lingdie had no chance of winning. The powerful golden fighting spirit of the Flame Girl made her unable to stand steadily.

"If you want to save him, I'll kill you too!" Yan Nu said coldly to Ling Die

The fierce words of the Flame Girl frightened Ling Die so much that she dared not speak, and could only shed tears of grievance. She couldn't understand why the powerful Lier Real Dragon was defeated like this! Now her country, father, relatives, and people were all being destroyed and tortured by Gangyi. Lieyan was her only hope! Thinking of this, she squatted down and cried bitterly...

"Take Lieyan back!" Yannu ordered her subordinates. Judging from her expression, it didn't look like the expression of a winner, but rather a bit of guilt.