Chapter 0807 The Battle Ends

War shackles!

Grimm looked up and couldn't help but sighed.

As a tier 2 wizard, Grimm had also heard of this powerful war magic weapon.

Although the light chain looks inconspicuous, it is a real tier 4 magic weapon, and it is also a terrible rule magic weapon.

Enemies locked by this light chain have almost no chance of escape. If you don't kill the person holding the war shackles, you will never get rid of the shackles of the light chain.

"Aretina..."

Just as Grimm was fighting bloody battles and looking up silently to admire the heroic fighting posture of the tier 4 strongman, a deafening roar sounded not far away.

Turning his head, a bloody dragon with terrible wounds on its body came into Grimm's eyes. If it weren't for the familiar body shape and the incomplete blue dragon scales, Grimm could hardly recognize this tier 3 thunder dragon.

It roared loudly as it waded through the battle circle, rushed into the collapsed palace, and roared wildly at the terrifying corpse dragon.

It was not until this time that Grimm noticed that under the broken and miserable body of the corpse dragon, a bloody dragon-shaped creature whose life and death were unknown was being pressed down with its thick and sharp dragon claws. Judging from the slender figure of this giant dragon and its strange emerald dragon scales, it should be the 3rd-level emerald female dragon Aritina.

But at this moment, she is no longer as beautiful as before, and her image is as miserable as it can be!

The two beautiful dragon horns on the top of the head, the left one has disappeared, and the right one is only half left. A large amount of purple blood flowed out of the wound, covering most of the dragon's face.

The slightly slender and graceful dragon body was covered with blood wounds of various sizes. The wounds were as big as a basin, and no scales could be seen on them, revealing the bloody tendons and white bones underneath. Moreover, the wounds were still vaguely entangled with the lingering mist of death.

Under the erosion of death, Aretina's flesh and blood decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming gray and dark, and losing its vitality and energy.

"Let go of Aretina... Hand over my Aretina..." Arms, who was also seriously injured, rushed to the 4th-level corpse dragon and roared loudly, making waves of hoarse roars.

Although the corpse dragon was seriously injured, it was still indifferent to the provocation of a 3rd-level dragon. While pressing the dying Aretina with its heavy dragon claws, it raised its head and stared coldly at the eager Thunder Dragon.

The battle in the sky was still fierce and fierce. The corpse dragon had obviously lost its flying ability and could not return to the blue sky. So Grim thought for a while, and a flame jumped to the side of the 3rd-level thunder dragon.

"My lord, according to the agreement signed between me and Lady Csuna, this emerald dragon belongs to our target, so I have to trouble you to hand it over. In addition, the battle on the ground is not over yet. In order to prevent these dragon people from disturbing the two witches' plan to capture the dragon, can you lend a hand?"

As the undead mount of the 4th-level death witch Csuna, the corpse dragon undoubtedly also has extremely high wisdom. Facing the request of the wizards in the same camp, it spewed cold mist and responded loudly: "Little wizard, don't use your tricks to deceive the great Artest. According to the contract, this 3rd-level dragon is indeed yours, give it to you... As for the scum over there, it's your task, don't bother me..."

The corpse dragon raised its huge claws and threw the emerald little female dragon over.

Grimm's face turned pale, and he almost dodged when he saw the huge dragon body whistling and rushing towards him.

Fortunately, the thunder dragon Arms had been squatting on the side, and he leaped over and caught Aretina with his thick forelimbs and wings. He gently put her on the ground, and Arms immediately began to quickly clean up the lingering death energy on Aretina's body.

A few well-controlled lightning dragon breaths were sprayed on Aretina's dragon body, completely destroying the lingering death energy. However, Arms could not do anything about the death energy that penetrated deep into the dragon's body.

Who let the dragon race have outstanding magic resistance and enviable physical recovery ability, which made most low-level recovery potions almost ineffective against them, and only those high-level witchcraft medicines could work on them.

With the habits of the dragon race, how could they carry recovery potions with them!

After circling around the unconscious Aretina for several times, the Thunder Dragon Arms, who suddenly understood, suddenly turned around and crawled in front of Grimm, staring at him with an extremely hopeful look. Looking at that look, it doesn't look like a level 3 dragon, but more like a pug wagging its tail and begging for mercy!

Ahem...

Love really makes people blind!

Even a level 3 dragon can't escape this!

Grimm complained in his heart inexplicably, and he couldn't stand Arms's cute and silly begging way. He could only take out a small potion bottle filled with green liquid from his arms and toss it gently in his hand.

Looking at the green liquid full of rich life breath, the discerning Arms immediately recognized that this was a bottle of moon water. Moon water belongs to the holy water of the forest elves, and has a strong life recovery ability. Aretina also belongs to the forest dragon clan, which is suitable for the moon water to play its role.

Arms, who was crawling on the ground, opened his eyes wider, and the thick dragon tail that was sweeping behind him swayed more and more happily. However, ordinary creatures could not resist its fawning and flattery with the terrifying might of flying sand and rocks.

"Are you sure you can cure her now?" Greem flicked the potion, with a gentle devilish smile on his face: "If she recovers now, are you sure you have the ability to control her? What if she still recovers? Going to save the Wings of the Blue Sky and disrupting the two witches’ plan to capture the dragon, do you think she can still survive?”

The series of questions completely knocked Arms to the ground. The third-level Thunder Dragon lay on the ground with tears in its eyes and pain, and the dragon tail behind him became motionless.

"Don't worry, with your dragon clan's physique, she will never die from such an injury." Greem continued to be tempting: "As long as we can end the battle quickly and bring her back to the metal fortress, curing her is just a matter of a bottle of medicine! But! Before that, do you want to do something for me?"

The Level 3 Thunder Dragon roared low, and immediately got up from the ground. Regardless of the heavy injuries on his body, he madly rushed into the ranks of Level 2 Dragon Warriors and started killing.

With the Level 3 Thunder Dragon as the main force in the battle, the battle pressure on Greem and his team was immediately reduced by more than half.

Without the pressure to survive, Greem and others turned their attention to how to maximize their profits. In the previous battle, they were afraid that their attack power was not vicious enough to withstand the attack of the organized second-level dragon warriors. But now, they changed their original intention and began to carefully protect these second-level dragon people.

Under the unbridled collision and bite of Thunder Dragon Arms, each level 2 dragon warrior fell to the ground with broken limbs. Greem and others immediately swarmed him, knocked him unconscious, and then carefully moved him to another safe place.

In just a quarter of an hour, Level 3 Thunder Dragon Arms, with the cooperation of Greem and others, successfully defeated as many as 39 Level 2 dragon warriors.

Afterwards, he ran over to check, and Greem unexpectedly discovered that the third-level dragon leader was not dead, so he captured him and moved him to a safe place.

They are very busy here, but a few level 4 people are already turning the sky upside down.

However, with their speed and strength level, there is no possibility for Greem and others to watch and peek. Moreover, these level 4 experts could be several miles away in a flash or flight. Almost from the beginning of the battle, they moved around in the sky and changed more than a dozen battle locations, and the battlefield spanned hundreds of kilometers.

Greem also secretly released dozens of apprentice-level wind-breathing monsters. Unfortunately, they either couldn't keep up with the opponent's transfer speed, or they were crushed to pieces by the aftermath of the power escaping from the battlefield.

This also made Greem understand once again that the Level 4 battlefield is not something he can participate in currently!

Regardless of worrying about the outcome of the battle between the two witches and the Wings of the Blue Sky, Greem began the rescue development of the Tier 4 dragon nest after clearing out most of the obstructive dragon warriors.

One by one, the powerful stone puppets were summoned, moved away and cleaned up the collapsed masonry and broken walls, and dug deeper into the dragon's nest bit by bit. I don’t know what kind of benefits Greem secretly promised to the corpse dragon, so that it even enthusiastically participated in the excavation of the dragon’s nest.

During the excavation process, Greem could deeply feel the wildness and ferocity of the two death witches' intrusion. Most of the magic traps and terrifying mechanisms along the way have been triggered, and most of the injuries on the body of the fourth-level corpse dragon are actually related to this.

It was thanks to the corpse dragon's dash that the two witches were able to quickly rush into the palace of Skrill, the Blue Sky Wing. When they entered, the opponent was obviously not fully prepared for battle.

Under the familiar leadership of the corpse dragon Artest, Greem and others dug into the palace of the fourth-level dragon with almost no deviation. And when the overturned masonry and soil were cleared away, Greem and others were instantly lost in the dazzling and blurry light...

How amazing is the wealth of a level 4 dragon!

In the past, Greem might have had a rough estimate in his heart, but after seeing it with his own eyes today, Greem had to admit that poverty sometimes really limits his imagination greatly!

Looking at the ocean of gold coins shining like a fantasy ocean in the huge palace in front of him, as well as the countless rare treasures buried in it, Grim's eyes couldn't help but become a little moist.

I'm crazy!