Magical Strategist

"Save your strength and watch carefully, hehehe... The all-powerful Soul Eater, I didn't expect to end up like this today, tsk tsk tsk... It was fun to humiliate me last time, wasn't it? Today I will get back double the amount! "Tober winked at the two men on his left and right.

I saw two werewolves coming to Piro quickly and holding Piro in front of Tober.

Tober gave Piro a contemptuous look. Then, he raised his thick arm and punched Piro's injured chest.

bump!

The pain is more than heartbreaking!

There was a bang in Piro's head, and he felt his body twitching uncontrollably.

"Wood!" Natsumi desperately tried to break free from the thick rope on her arm. The harder she resisted, the more excited the werewolves became.

"Why are you still standing there? Come on, ravage her in front of the Soul Eater!" Tober ordered his subordinates with a ferocious expression.

"Tober, if you have any grudges with me, just come at me!" Piro roared.

Tober raised his hand and hit Piro's chest with his fist again. Then, he said casually: "Don't worry, the good show is yet to come, just watch it slowly."

"Beast, don't be too proud. My reinforcements will arrive soon. Just wait and die." Natsumi said harshly.

"Reinforcements?" Tober curled his lips and said, "Don't expect the little guy who just slipped down the mountain to call help for you. My subordinates are not vegetarians. Brothers, hurry up and start working."

Natsumi shouted in despair: "Don't touch me, get out of here, stay away from me, get out of here, ah, you will not die in peace!"

The more Natsumi yelled, the more excited the werewolves became, and drool flowed from the corners of their mouths unbridled.

Wow!

Ouch!

At this moment, a bolt of thunder and lightning flashed across. The werewolf who was about to tear off Natsumi's underwear was struck in the back by lightning.

Aw, aw, the werewolf let out two screams in succession. His back was blackened by lightning.

"Who said there is no helper? Am I not coming?"

"Who?" Tober's expression suddenly became nervous. The power of the lightning just now was average, but its speed was extremely fast. To be able to reach such a level, he must be a first-class lightning magician.

I saw a person walking towards me.

Real Dragon of Lille.

"Are you the only one?" Tober said in shock. "Where are the six werewolf warriors? Where are my men?"

That's right, there is only one true dragon. He replied: "I killed him."

"Impossible! Just you!?" Tober was shocked.

This is what happened...

How could the real dragon not know the true identity of these people pretending to be the security department? It was just that this group of people came towards him, which puzzled the real dragon. He was not a big shot wanted by the orcs, so he used a trick to follow the fake security department out. Let's say that after the six werewolves took the real dragon out of the hospital, they rushed to Mago Mountain.

There was no one on the street at this time. Even if this group of werewolves didn't wear clothes or masks, no one would notice them. Of course, even if you want to ask for help, you will be unable to do anything. Just as they walked to the Harvest Noodle House, the tempting smell of meat made the werewolf salivate.

This group of werewolves must be dealt with first!

When the real dragon saw this, he came up with a plan. He still had a small bag of leftover magical power powder in his pocket.

So the real dragon decided to make this group of beasts so that they didn't even know their parents. After a few nice words, the six "big brothers" from the security department walked into Fengshou Noodle House without hesitation. As for what the real dragon said to make the werewolves be fooled, of course it is inseparable from his solid literary and philosophical foundation.

Originally, Fengsheng Noodle House was closed today. When Zhenlong brought 6 big men in, the waiter said they were closed today.

The real dragon winked at the man, then secretly stuffed a bag of magical powers into his body and dispersed.

Fortunately, the clerk was not very dull. He had never seen these security department officers before, and Natsumi had not recruited any new personnel recently. The clever clerk quickly understood.

Each person ate 3 bowls in a row and continued on their way after filling their stomachs.

The werewolf's physique was far inferior to that of Faramor. Before they reached the halfway point of the mountain, the faces of the six big men all turned blue and their stomachs were churning violently.

The real dragon was overjoyed when he saw this. He took advantage of the werewolf's diarrhea and joined forces with the noodle shop clerk to kill them.

Furthermore, the current True Dragon is no longer the loser he was before. The addition of the Spider King's Pill and the Snake King's Pill have made his magic power increase by leaps and bounds.

Although he won very badly, True Dragon's philosophy is: No matter the process, only the result.

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"How about I be your opponent?" True Dragon rolled up his sleeves and said.

Tober tensed up his nerves and couldn't let go for a long time. He never expected that this humble kid would kill 6 werewolf elite warriors in a row. Tober muttered a series of animal language, which roughly meant: "It seems that what Gariki said is true. This kid does have amazing explosive power. If the beast king hadn't ordered to capture the real dragon of Lille alive, I would have killed him alive." he."

The real dragon looked around. The beautiful Mago Mountain no longer existed, and the bare top of the mountain was filled with the smell of burning.

Seeing Piro hanging by a thread and Natsumi with her hands tied... the situation was very unfair.

The real dragon closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. He is thinking about countermeasures.

Although I ate Snake King Wine and Spider King Pill. But with his current level, he would definitely suffer a big loss from a head-on confrontation with Tober.

In addition, there are three werewolf elites who should not be weak either.

How to defeat four enemies alone? The real dragon has never fought so head-on, and has no combat experience at all.

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It seems that the real dragon is determined to fight. Under the urging of mana, the silver fighting spirit was slowly released.

"Don't act rashly, calm down!" Even Natsumi, who possesses purple fighting spirit, is being toyed with by Tober, let alone the real dragon with only silver fighting spirit.

call!

Just as Natsumi finished speaking, a gust of wind roared past, and the real dragon's silver fighting spirit suddenly surged.

The effect of the Snake King Essence Pill made the real dragon's silver fighting spirit stronger. It was originally just a light silver fighting spirit, but now it is a dark silver fighting spirit.

"Dragon, use this!" Piro immediately threw the Xiaoyao Fan into the real dragon's hand.

The real dragon took the Xiaoyao Fan, and a comfortable warmth swept through his body. This top-quality magic weapon felt much better than an ordinary staff.

Wow!

The real dragon struck first, with veins popping up in his arms and a flame gun shooting out.

This flame was not shot at Tober, but at a werewolf next to Natsumi.

Let’s start with the little minions.

The flame gun was not very fast, so the werewolf turned around and dodged it easily, only to see the flame gun shoot into the open space and burst into flames.

The werewolf dodged the blow and immediately retaliated, swinging his machete straight into the dragon's face.

Elites are elites after all, and they fight back very quickly.

Before the real dragon could react, the werewolf's knife had already struck the real dragon's head.

I saw that the werewolf's knife was getting closer and closer to me. If I didn't dodge in time, I would move my head and move.

The real dragon couldn't teleport or walk like a wind. He leaned back in embarrassment and flipped over. The action was ugly and exaggerated, but at least he avoided the oncoming knife.

The werewolf pressed forward step by step, aiming its blade at the real dragon on the ground and slashing at it.

The real dragon rolled and crawled back several meters, looking as embarrassed as it wanted.

The werewolf's several slashes failed, and the real dragon lying on the ground was as slippery as a loach. The blade was about to touch his body, but he cleverly dodged it at the critical moment.

Seeing that his companion was not taking any advantage, another werewolf elite also came to fight with a sword.

The two of them moved in tandem, forming a pincer attack on the real dragon.