Yang Peng lay quietly in the water, with a halo above his head.

But when he was quietly being a salty fish, the claws suddenly fell and exploded very close to it.

It's really a disaster even if you lie down.

The dragon with a hundred prestige already has the ability to change the terrain with one strike.

It is stronger than Hadoko in the previous Dragon's Revenge.

His claw strikes are more like threats.

"Do you know the power of the great Balansad? Surrender to me...and then surrender!" Balansad raised his head proudly.

What he has is the habit of most dragons - arrogance.

But obviously Joel doesn't have what most people or dragons have, fear.

He looked at Balansad with a confused expression, wondering why he allowed himself to do such a stupid thing.

Even if you lose, the outcome will be the same, so why not fight? This is what Joel thought.

Joel waved his claw in return, which was almost the same as Balansad's claw strike in the Gulf Rift Valley.

"Ouch, I am..." Yang Peng had just endured a force that his age should not bear, and then another claw struck down beside him, and his body was constantly floating in the waves with a rope.

Zhucheng pulled one end of the rope and sighed at his tragic experience.

"I don't think I can beat you." Joel said.

A dragon with a hundred prestige has no advantage over him in terms of strength.

And his sea dragon attribute is restrained by his blue dragon pattern.

He seemed to have no reason to back down.

Balansad's dragon eyes stared at Joel, with curiosity and questions in his eyes. How could such a powerful force burst out from that eight-meter body?

"I recognize your power. I allow the problem to be solved in a more peaceful way, as long as you come with me to the Dragon Territory Lord Egbert."

Balansard said proudly, as if he was giving some kind of preferential treatment.

"How about we also discuss it?" Joel said.

"Do you want to negotiate terms with me?" Balansard still believed that the advantage was on his side.

Compared with Long Dakai Dahe's fighting skills, the larger the body, the more advantage it has.

The so-called small and smart theory is just nonsense.

"I allow a peaceful solution to the problem, as long as you come to my opera house and perform some operas." Joel replied imitating his tone.

"What!"

Roaring sounds, mixed with angry claw strikes.

Claws larger than Joel's body swept from the sky.

boom!

The sound of collision resounded across the sky.

Yoel's dragon body collided with Balansad's claws.

"Probably... I understand how far the body has reached after growing up." Joel said lightly.

His body retreated several meters in the air during the collision just now, and the force was dissipated with the flapping of his wings.

Now, although his power is still weaker than that of a dragon with a hundred prestige, he can offset this power because of his strong body.

Coupled with the advantages brought by the talent of devouring, the dragon with a hundred prestige happens to be his best target.

At this moment, he looked at Balansad as if he were looking at a plate of ingredients waiting to be cooked.

"I'm very good at cooking," Joel said.

"..Do you want face?" Zhucheng's cheeks twitched. He was "lucky" to have tasted the dark dishes made by Joel. The biggest feeling was that you really didn't have any grudge against me? Then why did you poison me?

As a proud dragon, what makes the dragon more uncomfortable than failure is seeing other dragons being proud.

This twisted psychology of dragons often causes fights between dragons.

Obviously, Balansad is such a dragon.

He launched an attack directly.

Intensive claw strikes, combined with gnawing movements.

The dragon's most powerful physical attack is always gnawing. If a relatively small prey is swallowed into the mouth, there is no possibility of escaping. Even if some large prey is bitten by the dragon's teeth, the best result is to tear off the skin and flesh.

Obviously, Balansad was completely angry.

His attack was almost full force.

When Joel faced Gnaw, he did not choose to fight hard.

Instead, he used magic power to attach various magic spells to the dragon's body, evading them deftly, and hitting back with his claws and tail from time to time.

Talent devours, operating at the same time.

With every collision, Balansad is deprived of his magic power and strengthens his dragon body.

"I'm here to help you too."

Zhucheng was not idle either. He tied the rope to his body and then began to support Yoel. The magic he mastered was the repulsion in the gravity magic. This was an additional reward obtained in a copy mission. He interfered with gravity.

Balansad's movements made his movements slower. Originally, when paired with the dragon costume, it could repel the cold breath into the opponent's body, thus making this repulsive force mixed with cold air. However, he was about to

I took it away and have no intention of giving it back.

Balansad was still attacking vigorously.

He even selectively ignored Zhucheng's interference, which stemmed from his confidence in his own dragon body.

But when he realized that Joel had the ability to absorb magic, it was too late.

He was defeated, and a new script was placed in front of his eyes.

"This is the script you are going to perform. Remember it all clearly!" Joel explained very seriously like a harsh boss.

Balansad was like a docile little goat, nodding his head aggrievedly.

"If I give you a message, can you let me go?"

He muttered in a low voice, completely losing his previous arrogance.

"No, but you can play some relatively simple scripts." Joel gave the conditions.

Balansard agreed.

"I passed your message to the other evil dragons, and they are on their way."

Joel had doubts, because this message meant that Balansad had spread the news before the battle began.

Combined with his arrogant character, things become strange.

"Is it possible that you anticipated failure before the fight started? You were prepared to ask for help in advance."

"No...it's not." Balansad replied awkwardly: "I called them just to show off."

It really fits the behavior of a proud dragon.

Joel did not dwell on this issue, but instead asked: "So, how many of the most wanted dragons are there?"

"three.."

"thirty?"

"Three thousand."

There was a question mark on Joel's face.

He can beat him with one hundred, but he will probably be defeated by two hundred, and don't even think about it with three thousand.

"You have a wanted dragon with a hundred prestige. Why do you want to summon three thousand dragons?"

Even if Balansad defeats Joel, I'm afraid the result will only be that he will be robbed of the spoils.

What kind of idiot is this to do such a stupid thing?

"...Wrong message." Balansard said with a smile.

"Where is he now?"

Judging from Balansad's tense yet elegant posture during the battle just now, Joel felt that there should still be time.

"It should be there in a few dozen seconds."

"Forehead.."
Chapter completed!