"... they distracted the mage's attention with bats. Now they have escaped from the magic city and are going away in the direction of Werning."

In the deep underground, the faint light of fire kept flashing.

In the dark, a small magician with a thorn crown was half kneeling on the ground and reporting respectfully to the people in front of him.

Half kneeling on the ground, he has the identity of a hero. In ordinary times, he will be respected by other creatures wherever he goes, but here, he is like the most insignificant existence. If he can not explore intelligence, he will not be valued at all.

In front of him, the two golden lights were extremely dazzling. The erected dragon pupils were staring at him, which also made his heart tremble. Even if he had seen the eyes of various creatures, he didn't dare to look at them in front of such a pair of dragon pupils.

"That necromancer can really do this..."

The gorgeous big red dragon was sitting on her huge throne. She glanced at the magician and asked slowly, "what do you think?"

"This event has exposed brakhada's weakness. In front of the little necromancer, the mages are still vulnerable. When Lord Morrel takes his hand, they will be irresistible. In this way, we can successfully complete the task assigned by the king of hell." the magician in gray robe volunteered next to Morrel's throne.

"Well, I see that those hell kings are not so good hearted, who do not know what the surface world is, the strength of erasia and the great of the great lac. The mission of the king of hell will give us the task of occupying Bracada, and I am afraid I will also take this opportunity to weaken our strength." a redhead said with dissatisfaction, and she rubbed her deep eye shadow to make her look deep.

"Safferos is right. We should take more precautions. How vast is the underground world? Those demons can't disturb our kingdom." the whole body is dark blue, like a Minotaur urn surrounded by lightning, but his words show different wisdom from the rough body of ordinary Minotaurs.

The voice of discussion kept ringing. After listening for a moment, Da Honglong opened his mouth. With her actions, the field suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at her.

"What you said is reasonable. Even if those demons are taking advantage of us, the weakness of blakada has been put in front of us. Since the golden age of the mage, blakada has been declining like elacia. Now, it is far from the glory it once was. It is just around the corner to occupy the hometown of the magician."

Listening to Da Honglong's self-confident words, a group of magicians were not immune from infection and couldn't help nodding one after another.

"But..." Molly lengthened her words, which also tightened the hearts of the nearby magicians. "I heard that some small accidents occurred in the team that went to test. One team was almost destroyed in the hands of the mage. Jedt, it should be the team you are in charge of commanding. I'll give you a chance to explain."

Seeing that he was pointed by Molly, the magician in the gray robe was worried. He deeply understood the temper of the big red dragon in front of him. If he couldn't come up with an appropriate explanation and waited for him, he would come to no good end: "Lord Molly, the dragon I led, in the process of destroying the magic image, ran into the oldest dragon slaying warrior family in bracada, which was damaged."

"Dragon slaying warriors? Can the magic released by those mages penetrate the Dragon scales of the dragon?" Molly asked incredulously.

Jedt shook his head: "they combined magic and engineering to create a dragon hunting weapon driven by magic. The Dragon hunting weapon can convert magic into physical damage. More than half of the giant dragons were killed under their magic crossbow. The crossbow is driven by magic, and the crossbow is as fast as a meteor. Even the body of the giant dragon will be pierced in an instant."

"Dragon slaying warriors..." Molly seemed to think of something, and her eyes showed some anger. Unexpectedly, some people in the world dare to be famous for killing dragons. Those so-called dragon slaying warriors waiting for them will be the full attack of the Dragon Legion.

Jedt seemed to think of something and took the initiative to add: "it's said that those dragon slaughtering warriors have destroyed the entrenched dragon country in bracada. Saint Lucia is the remaining dragon there. You can ask her."

"Eustacia? She's with the fairy dragon who stole my artifact! Now she's isolating my call by the power of the artifact. When I see her next time, I won't easily bypass her!"

It seems that the big red dragon roared angrily. As the roar spread, the nearby magicians were shocked. From this roar, they all felt the terrible power in the big red dragon. Even the legendary creatures seemed insignificant in front of the roar. The legendary holy female dragon only had such power.

The roar also calmed Molly's heart gradually. Soon, when she completely calmed down, she looked at jedt again.

"I'll ask other magicians to help you, which is bound to make the Dragon Slayer warrior no longer exist in this world." Molly said slowly. Jedt was delighted at the speech.

After explaining everything else, Molly looked again at the spike crown magician who reported the news at the beginning: "AJET, monitor the movements of those necromancers for me. I want to know their every move all the time."

"Lord Morrel, my poisonous eyes will certainly be able to complete your task. Those necromancers can't escape from my surveillance." AJET patted his chest and said that he was very confident in his poisonous eyes.

With that, AJET took out an air dried head. Judging from the anti-corrosion measures on the surface of the head, but still pale skin, he should have died for a long time.

The left eye of the head was intact, but the right eye was empty, as if it had been gouged out by life. AJET took a picture on the head of the head. Soon, a picture was projected from the right eye socket of the head.

It was a picture overlooking the ground from a high altitude. In the picture, the necromancer, wearing a black robe and without a trace of flesh and blood, looked more frightening than the head in front of him, was riding on a flying horse with slender ears and galloping away in the distance. There were many other creatures beside him.

"Rod..."

Looking at the man in the picture, Molly said slowly. Her eyes sank and she didn't know what she was thinking.