Cloud Thinking

The fire dragon seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and was about to swoop down and give Helia a claw, but it immediately stopped in mid-air, hovering in the air, sniffing the air frantically, but couldn't find where Helia was.

This area seemed to interfere with its sense of smell. It lost Helia's position and was now helplessly furious. It roared and breathed fire, wandering repeatedly within the range of the area.

Snow began to fall from the sky, getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that it would not stop in the short term. This was not good news for Helia. The heavy snow had little impact on the fire dragon, but it would have a great impact on Helia.

Because she is still a human being, she knows the difference between cold and warm.

Helia spread out her hands to gather the magic power in her body, muttering a spell, and a brown chain appeared in her hands, with magic patterns flowing on the chain.

She grabbed one end of the chain with one hand and began to swing it in circles. The clanking sound of the chains attracted the attention of the fire dragon. It looked towards Helia suddenly, then pounced over with its claws open.

The fire dragon's power is also limited, it cannot spit fire continuously. Now it is in a cooling period and can only launch physical attacks, which is exactly what Helia wants.

Seeing the fire dragon pouncing towards her, she did not plan to hide. At a certain moment, she swung the chain in her hand forward, then threw herself to the side and rolled, barely avoiding the fire dragon's sharp claws. However, her arm was still scratched, and a deep wound immediately appeared, with blood gushing out.

But fortunately, the chain was tied to the dragon's claws as she wished, and the other end was tightly grasped in her other hand. The chain was being pulled quickly. Seeing that the chain in her hand was getting shorter and shorter, she had no time to care about the wound on her arm. She turned her hand a few times to wrap the chain around her hand, exerted force with both arms, and pulled it violently -

The giant dragon that was about to take off was forcibly stopped. Although she was dragged forward for several meters, she still pulled the dragon down with her powerful strength.

The dragon slammed hard on the scarlet soil, making a piercing scream. She almost went deaf again, but suddenly her ears seemed to be covered by a pair of big hands, blocking the sound attack for her.

Helia's body paused, but soon returned to normal. She half-crouched down in a horse stance, took a deep breath, and then channeled all the strength in her body into her arms. She exerted force suddenly and swung to the other side, forcibly pulling the struggling fire dragon off the ground, over her head and slamming it to the other side.

The dragon was obviously stunned by the blow, and lay on the ground for a long time without reacting. Helia took this opportunity to rush to it and ran straight to the position between its two claws.

She looked at the densely packed scales in front of her and reached out to touch them. The fire dragon's reverse scale was touched and it began to struggle violently. She was almost slapped away by its claws again.

A small part of the fire dragon's body sank into the soil. It spread its wings and flapped them, intending to fly, but as soon as its body was in the air, Helia pulled it down. This happened several times before it finally realized that it had to get rid of Helia first.

It can't see, so it can only follow the smell, but its sense of smell is disturbed, so it can only locate the dragon by sound. In order to prevent the dragon from escaping, Helia kept holding the chain with one hand, so that any movement she made would be detected by the dragon, thus receiving a "slap of love".

Helia rolled to avoid a flying claw, and then caught a glimpse of a spear stuck in the ground not far away. She ran over to pull it out, weighed it in her hand, and felt that it was quite handy.

While dodging the fire dragon's attack, she cast magic on the spear, just like she enchanted the kitchen knife before, carving the magic spell on it bit by bit.

Helia felt that she was terrifyingly calm now. She was now certain that the reverse scale was right there, but once she got close to the fire dragon, she would struggle violently. Her fragile little body could not withstand the dragon's claws.

Either she had to restrain the fire dragon completely, or she had to defeat it by surprise. The former was very troublesome and required many conditions. She only had two hands and could not control the dragon's four claws.

Then she could only take risky measures, like she climbed onto the dragon's head and poked its eyes out, using some shady tricks.

If she wanted to do it secretly, she had to put down the chain in her hand, but she was afraid that the fire dragon would flutter and fly away again. If the other party chose to run away, it would be difficult for her to catch up.

"I'll help you, you do it." Watersise's voice sounded again, but this time it was not in her mind, but in her ears. She could even feel the warm breath that made her tremble all over.

A pair of large hands reached out from behind her, first holding her left hand, then untied the chains wrapped around her hands one by one, and wrapped them around their own hands.

Helia's mood was complicated, but she knew very well that now was not the time to think about these things. She was naturally happy and pleased that Watersise came to help.

"Thank you." Helia thanked him politely, then held the spear in her hand and quietly approached the dragon.

Watsise pulled the chain away from Helia. The dragon swung its claws at him, but he just dodged it lightly by turning sideways. His movements were extremely graceful, in stark contrast to Helia who had to roll over and eat dirt every time.

Perhaps it was because the two of them shared the same body, or even their souls were merged, that even without speaking, they could clearly know what the other was thinking, and their cooperation was extremely tacit.

Helia successfully approached the fire dragon's reverse scale. With the spear in hand, she injected magic into it, took a deep breath, gathered her strength, and thrust forward fiercely -

But to her surprise, it was not as smooth as when she stabbed her eyes with a kitchen knife. The scales were much harder than she had imagined. Perhaps she did not stab the right spot, or perhaps the scales had a higher defense than her eyes.

The dragon was provoked and became furious once again, flapping its wings violently and trying to fly up. The force was so great that even if she dodged to the side, she was still thrown to the ground and rolled several times by the gust of wind.

If it was Helia who was pulling the chain, she would probably be carried up into the sky by the fire dragon, but fortunately it was Watersiser who was pulling it. Even if the dragon was so strong that it could almost destroy a city when it was furious, it was just a naughty pet in front of the gods.

He only gave a light pull, and the fire dragon that was flying in the air suddenly crashed to the ground, creating a big hole. Most of the fire dragon's body was stuck in it, and its consciousness was in a trance.

"Aya, fly up and stab down." Watersise looked at Helia, whose butt was facing the sky and her head was facing the ground, and suggested.

Helia's limbs were thrashing around, and she sat up with her arms and legs flapping. The spear in her hand flew away to who knows where. She was looking for it frantically when she saw the spear not far away suddenly fly up and land in front of Helia.

She glanced at Watersiser, then retracted her gaze and grasped the spear in front of her. The wings on her back stretched out and flapped, carrying her up into the air. At this moment, the sun, which had been hidden behind the clouds, just appeared and shone behind Helia.

It's like a god descending to earth.

She flew right above the fire dragon, aimed at the location of its reverse scale, grasped the spear in her hand tightly, concentrated her strength in her hand once again, dived down suddenly, and with the help of inertia and gravity, stabbed the spear into the location of the reverse scale.

Birdman Falls from the Sky!!!

Most of the spear was stuck in that soft weak spot. The fire dragon roared, and driven by the instinct of survival, it broke free from the chains and flew into the sky.

Helia held the spear tightly and was turned over by the fire dragon, hanging under it. She noticed that the flow of power in the fire dragon's body was a little abnormal, closed her eyes and felt it carefully, and found that it had taken back all the power that was dispersed to other parts of the body, and all of it flowed to the location of the reverse scale, that is, its heart.

Helia's thrust missed, and the spear grazed the dragon's heart instead of piercing it, and now she was unable to pull the spear out.

The power of the fire dragon was expanding, and she used her magic to see something growing outside the beating heart, little by little. Soon she realized that the fire dragon was instinctively gathering its power to protect the heart, and that what was growing little by little was the shell that protected the heart.

No, we can’t wait for the shell to grow fully. That shell must be harder than dragon scales.

If she missed this opportunity, she would never be able to kill the dragon.

Think of a way quickly! Helia forced herself to calm down and think about what she could do to stop it.

Suddenly, she saw the black scales on the back of her hand. Although they were small and sparse, they were indeed scales. In a trance, she began to notice the changes in her body.

She raised her hand and touched her forehead. Although nothing grew out, she felt two hard things bulging out against her skin.

She touched behind her ears again, and sure enough, there was also a thin layer of scales there.

She looked closely at her hands, oh no, now it should be her claws, the black nails were very sharp and curved downwards. She turned her head and saw the sharp claws of the fire dragon huddled in front of her body.

It turned out to be the case.

The prototype of the God of War, Wattsise, is a dragon, and she has absorbed too much of his power, so she has some dragon characteristics. No wonder he knows where the dragon's reverse scale is.

She suddenly thought of a crazy idea. She loosened her grip on the spear, and the wings behind her vibrated and carried her into the air. She reached out to touch the wound caused by the spear, inserted her nails into it, and used her long claws to exert force horizontally, tearing the wound open.

The dragon screamed again, flapping its body and flipping in the air, its claws in front of it were about to grab Helia. Unfortunately, its neck was not so flexible, and its mouth could not reach the reverse scale, otherwise its fangs could also be used.

She dodged the dragon's claws instinctively, but her hands were still tightly grasping that piece of flesh, and she was pulling it out with force. Blood gushed out, almost turning her into a bloody person.

At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind, which was to rip open the dragon's chest, dig out its heart and eat it.

She was dominated by this thought and completely lost her mind. The gold in her pupils almost covered her original blue, and layer upon layer of scales slowly appeared on her arms.

The long claws continued to reach in, and she felt the warm flesh wrapping around her arm. The extremely dense flesh almost broke her bones, but she still did not stop until her fingertips touched something soft.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The dragon's wailing sound changed. It became like that of a human, making people's hair stand on end, their scalp numb, and their whole body felt as if they were soaked in cold water and they couldn't stop shivering.

Helia turned her hand and pierced the heart with her sharp nails. The dragon's heart was very big, almost as big as her, and she had no way to cut it out.

So, she had to step back a little and use both hands to tear the original wound bigger, big enough for her to stuff half of her body in, especially her head and her mouth.

Two sharp canine fangs suddenly grew at this moment, and she couldn't close her mouth. Fortunately, she didn't need to do that at this time.

She opened her mouth wide and approached the still beating heart, her teeth pressed against the soft flesh, and bit down gently -

Blood and flesh splattered in her mouth. Every cell in her body was clamoring with hunger. She frantically bit off the delicious meat, chewed it and swallowed it, then opened her mouth wide and tore it apart, feasting on it.

No matter how the dragon rolled around, its claws left several deep scars on the half of Helia's leg that was exposed, and one of her calves was almost torn off, hanging unconsciously under her thigh with only a little bone left.

Even her stomach was cut open, and a large piece of intestine fell out, hanging under her abdomen and swaying in the wind.