Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 86 Fight!

Looking at the mysterious man in robes in front of him, Miles was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly recognized him.

"Lord Prescott!"

"shut up!"

The man with magic lines on his face scolded Miles, then turned his head to look opposite.

"Barlow Fire Demon? I really didn't expect you to show up here."

"Blue Dragon, let go of your hand, otherwise I don't mind destroying you too."

"Destroy me?"

The handsome man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He smiled lowly, and it took a while before he stopped.

Looking at each other again, Prescott's eyes burst into a magical light, and his tone began to carry a sense of command.

"Devil, this is my territory! You shouldn't be here, go back to your abyss! Otherwise, my next research topic will be the body structure of you demons!"

Hearing these words, Balo Fire Demon could no longer control the anger in his heart. He is a demon, a demon of fire, a eater of life, a devourer of souls, and a destroyer of the world. No one can be so arrogant in front of him. , even a dragon!
"you wanna die!"

With a roar, the Barlow Balrog stretched out his long sword and pointed it at the man in front of him. Terrifying magic waves emanated from his body.

"Implosion!"

Accompanied by the roar of the Balrog, Miles suddenly felt something vibrating inside the man in front of him. The sound was terrifying, as if it wanted to disintegrate the creature from his body.

"Is Mr. Prescott going to be okay?"

Miles murmured in his heart, but after thinking about the strength of the old blue dragon, he still abandoned these worries. His task now should be to leave this battlefield, not to worry about a powerful blue dragon here.

Backed away silently. At this time, Prescott, who had endured the opponent's spell, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully.

"Your use of spells is extremely rough! But yes, how can demons like you who only know killing and destruction understand the mysteries of magic?"

After saying that, Prescott's figure disappeared instantly.

"Invisibility? But it doesn't work for me."

Holding the flame whip tightly in his hand, the Balrog looked around sharply. Although the demon's eyes could not see through the invisible, he could punish the other party first when the damned blue dragon attacked!

A gust of wind blew by, and the direction of the wind became a little turbulent somewhere in the air, and the Barlow Balrog instantly realized something.

"there!"

Throwing out the flame whip in his hand mercilessly, the Balrog was already thinking about how he roasted the blue dragon to death with flames!

The long whip passed through a certain place in the air quickly, and a figure appeared, the long whip passed through him easily, and with the burning of the flame, the figure also collapsed.

"phantom!"

The Balrog's pupils shrank, and he tried to withdraw his whip to defend, but it was too late, and Prescott's figure had already appeared behind him.

Reciting a spell in a low voice, a palm made of pure magical energy formed in the void. The man with long dark blue hair shook his hand suddenly. The huge palm formed by energy held the demon in front of him in his hand, and the powerful force squeezed it. Pressing the opponent's burly body, a painful roar came from the mouth of Balo Balrog.

Taking advantage of the moment controlled by the magic palm, Prescott stretched out a finger, and unimaginable frost power gathered in his hand.

"Although it's only an eight-ring spell, it's enough to deal with you."

After finishing speaking, a beam of blue and white rays composed of frozen air and ice shot out from Prescott's finger, and the moment it hit the body of the Balrog, a large amount of frost spread to the surface of the Balrog's body.

"no no!"

Seeing that the flames on his body were gradually extinguished by the frost, the Barlow flame demon in bondage looked crazy. He waved the long whip and giant sword in his hand indiscriminately. The hot flame hit the energy palm formed by magic, and the huge The palms quickly collapsed.

Breaking free from the shackles, the Barlow Balrog mustered all his strength, and he roared angrily.

"No one can extinguish my flame!"

Accompanied by his fury, the fire from the abyss once again ignited from his burly muscles.

The body returned to normal, and when he looked up at the blue dragon ahead, Balor's eyes became more stern.

"Damn blue dragon, actually here to prevent me from completing the task!"

Although he was extremely angry, judging from the current situation, after using the implosion technique, it would be difficult for him to kill the red dragon that summoned him under the obstruction of the other party.

"I need some help."

There was a look of reluctance on the ferocious face, but after seeing the bright magic light in the blue dragon's hand, Balor Balrog still raised the giant sword in his hand.

The giant sword drew a cross in the void, and the space that was drawn suddenly split open. As the crack gradually widened, a passage leading to the abyss was formed.

"Come out! My companion!"

With the low roar of the demon, a terrifying creature with six arms crawled out of the crack. The opponent had a beautiful human female face, but from her waist down, a dark green giant snake body replaced everything .

"Six-armed snake demon!"

Because the opponent's appearance was too outstanding, Miles easily recognized this demon.

Not only that, his system can also detect the basic information of the other party, which finally made Miles relieved. After all, the high-level creatures he has seen so far are all red question marks. His strength against these guys Weak concepts are not an intuitive understanding.

Race: Serpent

Hazard Level: 18
Attributes: Strength 30, Agility 19, Constitution 29, Intelligence 18, Charisma 24
Skills: Coax, Concentration, Diplomacy, Disguise, Perform, Hide, Intimidate, Listen, Stealth, Search, Sense Motive, Spellcraft, Scrollcraft, Spot, Survival
Special Abilities: Damage reduction 10, darkvision, immunity to electricity and poison, resistance to acid, cold, and fire 10, spell resistance 25, telepathy 100 feet, true seeing

Feats Combat Expertise, Combat Reflexes, Multiattack, Multiweapon Fighting, Power Attack, Weapon Focus (longsword)

Looking at the dense string of information, Miles was a little stunned.

"This guy is a bit strong! I don't know what the spell-like ability and other special abilities are."

Miles silently compared the gap between himself and these guys. On the frontal battlefield, the Barlow demon who summoned a companion finally puffed up his chest.

"Stupid blue dragon, you still have one last chance, get out of the way!"

Prescott chuckled, scratched his messy hair, and said.

"Do you think this trash you summoned can stop me?"

"We will join hands to kill you, and then dig out your whole heart! No one can save you, and you will taste the most painful despair in the world in my hands!"

Prescott was about to say something, but a cold snort suddenly came from a distance.

"is it?"

(End of this chapter)