Magical Strategist

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, and the werewolf turned around to dodge it easily. When the flame gun hit the open space, it 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.

"Catch them alive!" Tober roared in animal language.

The two big swords were slashing at them non-stop, and the real dragon was overwhelmed. I can barely manage to deal with one, but I feel even more stressed when dealing with two at the same time. The flashes of swords and swords flashing in front of your eyes are no joke. If you hit them casually, you will die or lose your arms and legs.

The real dragon didn't dare to force himself, so he could only take three steps back to cast a flame gun, and five steps back to cast a fireball.

It's just that this painless primary magic can't do anything to the big knife in the werewolf's hand.

While watching the battle, Tober said with a sinister smile: "You just want to defeat my elite subordinates these two times. Don't you look down on the werewolf clan? If it were me, I wouldn't even bother to block these low-level tickling spells."

The two werewolf warriors chased for a while and became very impatient. The knives in their hands began to become chaotic, and the original orderly slashing gradually turned into a chaotic style.

The real dragon plays steadily and advances and retreats in an orderly manner.

This is the first time that True Dragon actually confronts a powerful enemy.

Pillow on the side was also impressed by the real dragon's playing style. It's good to be able to keep a cool head when facing a powerful enemy that is stronger than yourself.

The fighting styles that Piro knows include "quick combat", "attack", "consumption" and "calm". The fighting method depends on the practitioner's habits, strength and other aspects. Each practitioner will use his own unique fighting method. The first three are common, and Piro is the offensive type.

The calm style of play is the rarest.

Generally speaking, practitioners who are quick-tempered and have strong explosive power but weak physical endurance and energy will choose a quick-fight style, where victory or defeat is determined by one move, so that they can take advantage of their strengths.

Practitioners who have powerful spells and high mental strength but poor physical strength usually choose an offensive style of play. It is commonly said that offense is the best defense. These people are often very confident in their own strength.

The attrition type has strong endurance and physical strength, but does not have strong attack power. Through a long attrition battle, the opponent will fall down due to lack of physical strength.

Finally, the calm style of play is chosen when energy, endurance, stamina, explosive power, speed, defense and other aspects are well balanced. Not many people take this route, and it varies from person to person. The prerequisite, in layman's terms, must be combined with whether you have a flexible mind that is superior to others. This type of fighting style is not only a battle of courage but also a battle of wits.

Pirro was unable to speak, but he couldn't help but whisper: "It's a pity that this kid's calm style of play has not yet been formed... otherwise he would really be a shadow of the Vulcan Baggio."

The real dragon's skills seemed average, but he was able to cleverly avoid the werewolf's sword. The two sides fought for no less than 100 rounds, and the real dragon was not injured at all.

"Whizzing"

When Tober was observing the real dragon carefully, he heard two whistling sounds. Tober turned his head and saw that the two werewolf warriors chasing the real dragon had wooden thorns pierced through their abdomens. Wolf blood spattered everywhere, and they fell to the ground after a while. "What???"

Seeing Xia Mei holding a jade staff and walking proudly.

"Isn't he tied up with a rope? When..." Tober looked back and saw another werewolf behind him who was also pierced by wooden thorns and died in the same way. "Could it be that...the flame gun this kid used at the beginning..."

Just as Tober thought, the flame spear that the real dragon used at the beginning was not intended to hit the werewolf. He deliberately missed the shot in order to use the high temperature of the flame gun to burn off the thick ropes that bound Natsumi's hands.

Zhenlong knows that it is difficult to resist Tober and others with his own strength, and only by letting Natsumi join the battle can he have any hope of winning.

However, Zhenlong's calculation was slightly off. He thought Natsumi would join the fight immediately after breaking free.

Unexpectedly, after regaining her freedom, this woman did not immediately come to the rescue. Instead, she slowly straightened out her torn clothes. I don’t know who designed these damn clothes. There were seven or eight buttons on her back, all of which were bare. It took me a long time. It's not over yet, the clothes are buttoned and the hair is styled.

The life of the real dragon on the side hangs by a thread. The werewolf slashes at him from left to right, with fatal blows.

"Auntie, can you move slower? I almost got killed!" the real dragon complained.

Natsumi snorted coldly: "Don't worry, take Piro back for treatment immediately and leave it to me."

The real dragon looked back at the dying Piro and said jokingly: "He probably can't be saved."

Piro's face went blank and he said angrily: "Get out of here, I'm still alive." Piro is a powerful magician, and magicians have the ability to save themselves. It was just the real dragon's joking words that made Piro so angry.

.........

The first step has been completed by taking care of the three werewolves. The next thing is the main topic, kill Tober.

Tobo calmed down and said, "It's a hundred years too early for you to fight me. You two should think about how to die first."

Even if Zhenlong and Natsumi join forces, they will not be half as powerful as Tober.

We must think of a foolproof plan!

One was his younger brother and the other was his old love. Piro didn't want either of them to be killed. He moved with difficulty and crawled slowly.

Wherever the blood-stained body passed by, there was a clearly visible trace of blood. After going through all kinds of hardships, he finally came to a werewolf corpse.

The real dragon guessed what Piro wanted to do. He just wanted to make a sneak attack with his broadsword while Tober was distracted in the battle. "Brother, just watch quietly from the side. If you fight again, I'm afraid you will really be hopeless. Don't worry, we have the right time, place and people, and there is no way we will fail."