Rebirth of a Cute Kid's Parallel World Adventures

After everyone worked together to prepare, all the carefully designed traps were finally set up.

The talismans that shone with a mysterious light and the precious pills were also distributed to each member of the dragon clan in an orderly manner.

According to the experienced dragon chieftain, based on past experience, those vicious dark mages will most likely arrive here tomorrow.

But things are unpredictable, and perhaps tonight, this group of people will quietly attack.

Therefore, everyone unanimously decided to stay up all night and remain highly vigilant in order to deal with any crisis that might occur at any time.

As night fell, people quickly finished their dinner and began to stroll leisurely outside the camp, taking a break to relax and digest their full stomachs.

Just then, a strong, agile young man came rushing over like the wind.

With a grave expression, he reported to the clan chief, "I have discovered the whereabouts of the dark sorcerers, and they are getting closer and closer to the trap we have set!"

Upon hearing this, the previously relaxed atmosphere instantly turned solemn and tense. People wiped the smiles off their faces, their eyes revealing determination and resolve.

Immediately afterwards, led by the dragon clan chief, everyone sprang into action, marching with firm and powerful steps toward the location of the trap.

When the group reached a place with a clear view and looked out, they saw a group of dark figures gradually approaching.

These dark sorcerers were all dressed in long, jet-black robes, as if trying to blend themselves into the boundless night.

Each of them gripped a magic staff that exuded an eerie aura, and their appearance was exactly the same as that of the black-clad man the Wolf King had seen when he transformed.

Without a doubt, they must belong to the same force.

This time, the number of black magicians who came to attack was astonishing, exceeding any previous attack.

If it weren't for the timely arrival of Hua Ye Man and others to provide reinforcements, the dragon race would probably have faced annihilation.

Just as everyone approached the trap, a piercing scream suddenly rang out, breaking the tense and silent atmosphere.

It turns out that many impatient dark magicians had already fallen into the carefully laid trap.

Caught off guard, most of the dark mages in front instantly fell into a bottomless trap.

Because the trap was set up with a confinement formation, no matter how much one struggled, it was all in vain, and there was no way to escape.

Immediately afterwards, a dense barrage of arrows came from all directions, turning the black mages trapped in the trap into easy targets, and in the blink of an eye, they were shot down one by one.

Even the lucky black magicians who had not yet died were now trapped deep in the trap, covered in wounds and in a sorry state, unable to live or die, their faces filled with despair and a sense of hopelessness.

The group of dark mages at the rear were fortunate enough to avoid falling into the trap, but after this sudden attack,

The number of people who are able to stand unharmed has dwindled to about half of what it was before.

As a result, the black magicians' fighting strength was reduced by nearly half, which was completely unexpected by everyone.

Faced with such an unexpected and effective trap design, the dragon clan and the Flower Leaf Clan who came to their aid were all overjoyed, their faces beaming with happiness and surprise.

Meanwhile, the dark mages stood on the opposite side of the trap, constantly cursing and swearing.

Their grotesque and twisted faces looked especially terrifying in the darkness.

Once these cunning dark sorcerers were on guard, they surprisingly stopped walking.

Instead, they unleashed their magic, flying through the air like ghosts! A series of dark shadows streaked across the sky, creating gusts of wind.

When they landed in front of the crowd, the leading black magician was surprised to find that there were some unfamiliar faces on the scene.

Because it was so dark at the moment, and because the group of dark mages hadn't paid much attention to their surroundings at first, they only realized our presence now.

The leading dark mage frowned, looking at the old man standing in front with suspicion, and said sneer, "Old man, how can you let such a young child participate in this battle? What a disrespectful act for an elder!"

"Look at these people, they're clearly not members of your dragon race. What's going on? Are you using children to fill in for help? This is absolutely laughable! Hahahaha..."

As he spoke, he burst into unrestrained laughter, as if it were truly a ridiculous and laughable thing.

However, it can only be said that the leader of this dark magic group is truly lacking in intelligence. If an individual or group doesn't possess sufficient strength, how could they dare to step forward and take the lead so easily?

Has he never heard the proverb, "Women, children, and the elderly are not to be trifled with"? Perhaps it was this ignorance and arrogance that doomed them to a miserable defeat.

At that critical moment, before the dark mage could launch an attack, our personnel made a decisive decision to strike first!

In an instant, all the dragons roared in anger and began to move.

These dragons usually practice body-refining techniques. Through long-term tempering and training, their bodies have become extremely strong and as solid as a rock.

Faced with a formidable foe, the dragons fearlessly chose to confront the dark mage head-on, engaging in fierce battles with their physical strength.

They all employed a strategy of attacking a single dark mage with several dragons working together. This instantly put the dark mage on the defensive.

After all, they specialize in mysterious and unpredictable magic, are not good at close combat, and have relatively weak physical abilities.

Now, suddenly encountering such a fierce close-range attack from the dragons, they were caught completely off guard and were beaten so badly that they had no chance to fight back. It was a truly pitiful sight.

However, during this fierce battle, all the dragons couldn't help but wonder to themselves, "Why do these dark mages who have come to invade seem so much weaker than before?"

This lingering doubt, like a dark cloud, weighed heavily on the hearts of every dragon.

However, they were not swayed by this doubt; instead, they transformed it into an even stronger fighting force, launching a fierce attack on the enemy with even greater courage and fearlessness.

As for those dark magicians, at this moment they can truly be described as "a mute eating bitter melon—unable to express their suffering."

Although their own strength is not to be underestimated, and they are no less than dragons, they are at a disadvantage in close combat.

Faced with the dragons' overwhelming and fierce attacks, which came like a storm, they could only grit their teeth and struggle to hold on.