Red Dragon Roar

"Dragon Hunting Mercenary Group, you have been surrounded."

Playful laughter sounded in the small basement, and the dragon hunting mercenary group tensed up instantly when they saw the appearance of "Bart".

This is obviously not Bart, but a dark elf!

It doesn't matter where the real Bart is. This dark elf can appear here, and he has also heard the deployment of the Dragon Hunting Mercenary Group. The most tingling thing is that many important information before that were published by "Bart". pass out.

This means that the plans of the Dragon Hunting Mercenary Group may have been exposed a long time ago.

The people present were all high-level professionals, none of them were fools, and they quickly assumed a fighting stance to deal with all possible dangers.

The head of the mercenary team took out a long-prepared collective teleportation scroll from the dimension ring in a conditioned reflex. He tore it open, but did not see the familiar teleportation light spreading.

Seeing the doubts in the eyes of the mercenary head, "Bart" couldn't help but chuckle.

"Have you forgotten that the meeting place was also provided by me. Gathering all of you is just to catch you all in one go. How can you escape so easily?"

The drow calmly sat down and took a sip of pure fruit wine, not at all worried that the dragon hunting mercenary group would be able to escape, he came well prepared.

The wizard recited a few obscure incantations, and then quickly lit up spell patterns under his feet.

"Dimensional anchor?!"

The wizard's face was extremely embarrassing, and the force field formed by the dimensional anchor could hinder any dimensional travel, that is to say, the mercenary leader wasted a high-level teleportation scroll of thousands of gold coins in vain.

"Captain, this guy is right, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave this time." A wry smile came from the wizard's head hidden in the hood.

"Then kill it!"

The dragon hunting mercenary group is very decisive, and their cooperation has long since become very tacit.

"Then I'm telling you some bad news. So far, none of the rats that broke into Riverrun have been able to escape successfully."

As soon as the voice fell, in the dark corner, on the roof beam, a few viscous darkness silently approached the members of the dragon hunting mercenary group, and then handed out icy daggers.

The sneak attack was unsuccessful, and it could only be said that it was an elite mercenary group. All the daggers were stabbed with a layer of magic barriers. If they missed a single hit, they quickly escaped, and the counterattacks of the Dragon Hunting Mercenary Group were all in vain.

These groups of Shadow Law belong to the "Dark Scales" of the Red Dragon Legion. They are temporarily composed of drow elves and are responsible for everything in the night, including but not limited to investigation, assassination, etc.

In addition, there is "Red Scale", which is separated from the Red Dragon Legion. It is composed of elites from various clans and is the guard of the Dragon King.

However, at this moment, a series of overwhelmed pressures came from the dilapidated hotel. The door and the walls were trembling, and after a few seconds, they collapsed!

The dragon hunting mercenary group was buried in ruins. Of course, this level of attack could not cause much damage to an elite dragon hunting squad.

A few seconds later, a knight with a heavy shield broke out from the ruins, followed by the rest of the members.

Then, there was no more, and the fourteen mercenaries were all stagnant in place.

This scene seems to confirm the words of the drow elves before, they are surrounded.

Numerous gnolls, orcs, and ogres surrounded the ruins, and high-level clans such as flying dragons and Chimera hovered in the sky.

The bloodthirsty scarlet eyes all stared at them, surrounded by the invincible Red Dragon Army, and the adventurers who were not determined were afraid that they would collapse in an instant.

The one who knocked down the dilapidated shop was a tauren holding a huge column. This guy was over ten meters tall, with blood-red hooves, dark and dark hair, and an extremely violent aura all over his body.

Cairne Bloodhoof, the chief of seven thousand tauren, in the black market of human society, the value of this tauren is as high as 500,000 gold coins, which is almost equal to the total value of the materials required for a legendary spell.

He stood in front of the dragon hunting mercenary group, and even the legendary ranger felt a strong pressure. If he couldn't keep the distance, his archery would have no room to use.

"Go! Breakthrough!"

"Kill these monsters!"

The head of the regiment let out a low drink, and he understood that there might still be a chance for a fight.

The knights and warriors rush to the front of the team. They are the main T of the team. They are responsible for most of the frontal attacks and must not fall.

The priest is firmly protected in the middle of the team, brushing various buffs and blood volume for the team.

Several spellcasters joined hands to cast spells, and the magical aura appeared one after another, and all kinds of precious magic scrolls were thrown out at this time with no money.

Explosive flames and chain lightning exploded in the Red Dragonflight camp, trying to force a **** path.

One after another, the arrows of amazing skill were released from the bow and arrows of the head of the regiment, and the arrows wrapped in flames suddenly burst in the air, forming a rain of arrows that caused a large-scale blow to the Red Dragon Army.

The strength of the legendary ranger is indeed not bad. The pet companion is a high-level brown bear who is fighting with a tauren.

Kane Bloodhoof naturally won't let them escape. This guy has already been transformed into a dragon vein by Ize with his own blood, and his strength has almost doubled.

Every step he made was trampled by war, and a miniature earthquake occurred on the ground around him. With one kick, the knight quickly raised his shield to block, but was easily kicked away. The difference in strength between the two was simply incalculable.

Several fireballs exploded on Bloodhoof's head, and the power of the explosion was only to burn his mane to black without causing serious damage, but it succeeded in angering this murderous tauren.

He looked back at the caster fiercely, and the huge pillar he embraced slammed down again with a whistling sound of breaking through the air!

The ground trembled, and a spellcaster had no time to avoid it, so he quickly put up a spell barrier to block it.

However it didn't work.

In an extremely domineering posture, the stone pillars weighing several tons smashed the protective barrier~www.readwn.com~ and the caster into a puddle of flesh.

"Powell!"

The mercenary captain let out a groan, bowed and shot arrows, aiming at the head of Cairne Bloodhoof.

He is accumulating power. This arrow was originally prepared for the Dragon King, but now, he wants to avenge Powell.

A tentacle covered with fine scales suddenly protruded at this moment, and the tentacle wrapped around the body of the mercenary leader. The strength displayed at this moment almost crushed the leader's body.

He screamed, his arm swayed to avoid the target, and the arrow contained an extremely sharp edge that ripped through the air and shot into the boundless night.

Looking at this mutated gnoll, the rest of the mercenary group swallowed their saliva again, their faces ashen-

The confidant of the Dragon King, the great commander of the Red Dragonflight, Warwick Wolffang!

"Hey, old cow, fortunately, I came in time, otherwise, I'm afraid you have to explain it here."

Warwick carried the mercenary captain and smashed it to the ground over and over.

"Fuck your mother! Isn't it just an arrow, I can't stop it?"

Bloodhoof fell with a slap, severely wounding another soldier.

By now, the war is basically over.

All the movements of the dragon hunting mercenary group have been firmly grasped from the beginning, and there is almost no possibility of a comeback.

"Dark Scales" has mastered the initiative in intelligence, and the Red Dragon clan has gradually become accustomed to such hunting operations.

Not every adventurer team will alert the powerful clan leaders such as Warwick and Bloodhoof. Only when encountering a legendary powerhouse like the Dragon Hunting Mercenary Group will they dispatch the advanced battle of the Red Dragon clan. force.

This situation continued until five years later, when the Dragon King woke up from his deep sleep...

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