The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

This dragon seems to be angry, and no wonder, it must be very annoyed by being harassed all the time. It doesn't fight back and just keeps kiting.

Theresa could clearly see the hideous and distorted face of the Violent Dragon and the extreme discomfort it felt.

With that blow just now, it was as if a peanut was forced into the deep of its nasal cavity, and the peanut suddenly burst.

Now even my stuffy nose is cured.

Theresa spun in the air and landed safely. It must be said that her body balance has improved a lot now.

At this moment, the Violent Dragon was harassed one after another and fell into a completely crazy state, starting to run around aimlessly.

From time to time, chaotic and irregular flames spewed out of its mouth, just like a person who accidentally choked while drinking water, looking very miserable.

Ruijin flashed and nimbly caught the rope launcher thrown by Balin, and quickly shot out several ropes, which flew to various parts of the Violent Dragon's body.

Liora understood Regin's intention instantly. She rushed over without hesitation, accurately caught the other end of the rope, and tied them tightly to the surrounding tree trunks at an extremely fast speed.

It’s worthy of being a team hunt. As long as teammates take action, we will know what to do next.

Even though the Tyrannosaurus was controlled by a rope, no one dared to rush forward. As I said before, it can make countless mistakes, but if you make a mistake once, you're gone.

So Theresa kept changing her kunai and threw them at the Violent Dragon's eyes as densely as raindrops, forming a dazzling attack net.

Although these kunai could not cause any substantial damage to the Violent Dragon, they successfully interfered with it and made it feel irritated and uneasy.

The Tyrannosaurus roared angrily, trying to use its powerful strength to break free from the ropes.

However, due to the severe injury to its right leg, its movements became obviously unstable. Even its originally powerful mouth that spewed flames was entangled by several ropes from the dangling Ruijin in the air, making its struggle even more difficult.

"Little Tracy! Help me stimulate its tail." Leola shouted loudly, while constantly throwing fireballs at the Tyrannosaurus Rex, trying to attract its attention.

After hearing Liora's cry, Theresa rushed towards the tail of the Tyrannosaurus without hesitation. Since it was a teammate's request, she had to trust him without reservation.

As expected, the Violent Dragon's attention was attracted by Liora's scorching fireball, and it had no idea Theresa had quietly come behind it.

Theresa came to the tail of the Tyrannosaurus and saw that it was covered with thorns. If she was whipped by such a tail, she would definitely be covered with bruises.

Fortunately, the attention of the Violent Dragon is now focused on the front, which is a good time to take action.

The smaller the area under force, the more concentrated the force is, resulting in stronger local stimulation, and the painful feeling will naturally be more obvious. This kind of stimulation is finally enough!

Theresa's wrist turned slightly, and the kunai emerged from her palm, flashing a sharp white light, and stabbed straight towards the tip of the Violent Dragon's tail.

"Roar!" The Violent Dragon let out a shrill roar.

That’s right, this excitement has indeed reached its peak.

Maybe, a bit too much.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..." The rope originally wrapped around the tail of the violent dragon began to show signs of breaking.

There is no doubt that there will be a fierce offensive next.

"Bang!" Accompanied by a deafening roar, the tail of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was as thick as a huge iron stick, swept across suddenly.

Theresa narrowly avoided the attack with a beautiful sliding tackle, but several strands of her flying hair were ruthlessly cut off in mid-air.

The next moment, he was suddenly tightly wrapped around by a rope that appeared from nowhere, and was quickly taken away from the spot.

"Wow, that's beautiful, little Tracy! This is beyond my expectations, but you did a great job! Now, let's hand it over to Storm!"

Just now, the crucial rope attack was launched by Ruijin. At this time, Theresa was carried on his shoulders, and the two of them were running at a high speed together.

Behind them, the ferocious Tyrannosaurus opened its bloody mouth and chased after them with a fierce look in its eyes.

Looking at it from this angle, the scene is quite terrifying. This is the perspective of a prey being hunted.

Ruijin carried Theresa and ran forward at full speed.

They came to a special place, where Ruijin had carefully set up a trap with trip hooks covered with leaves.

Theresa looked up, and with the help of the faint light from the light ball, through the layers of branches and leaves, she saw Storm Brother at the top of the tree, ready to take action.

Ruijin suddenly jumped up and easily passed over the trip hooks.

The ferocious dragon's eyes revealed madness and obsession, as if it had lost its mind and could only rush forward.

Maybe it won't notice the danger under its feet at all and will trip and fall to the ground.

The sky suddenly turned gloomy, dark clouds gathered in. The first drops of rain began to fall, and then a dense curtain of rain obscured the view, making everything hazy and unclear.

The tyrannosaur ran wildly below, its roar echoing in the forest, interweaving with the approaching thunder, until it was tripped by the hook under its feet.

Its body lost balance and its limbs scratched at the slippery ground, trying to steady itself, but in the end it was unable to resist the influence of gravity and fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a storm of mud and broken wood.

Balin's figure was like a flash of lightning across the sky, leaping down from the treetops.

His body was wrapped in the arcane of violent wind, and the giant sword in his hand shone with a green light, complementing the torrential rain. The giant sword, with the whistling of wind and the roar of thunder, pierced into the back of the Violent Dragon fiercely.

The tip of the sword penetrated the scales and went deep into the bone marrow, causing the Violent Dragon to roar even more violently.

Rain streamed down Balin's cheeks, the giant sword tightly gripped in his hand. The strong wind continued to tear at the back of the Violent Dragon. Its struggle gradually weakened and eventually fell silent. Only the sound of rain and thunder echoed in the forest, as if telling the outcome of the battle.

Balin slowly pulled out the giant sword. As the sword was lifted up, a powerful airflow wrapped around it, quickly washing away the remaining bloodstains on the surface of the giant sword.

He held the giant sword in his hand, a satisfied smile on his face. He turned to look at the others and said casually, "Let's find a place to shelter from the rain."