The team heading west was forced to return to the camp after the battle because they encountered hostile servants.
Another team of explorers heading southeast also encountered trouble.
The number of bipedal flying dragons exceeds imagination.
Simonnetta alone could no longer handle these two-legged flying dragons, and Camilla and Elizabeth finally stopped quarreling.
There are as many as hundreds of flying dragons on both feet.
"I'll say, two sisters Elizabeth, come here quickly and help me..." Simonnetta looked at Elizabeth and Camilla with a grievance.
As the number one beauty of the Renaissance, Simonetta's charm at this time cannot be underestimated even though she is not yet in full bloom.
"After biting like this, I feel my gums are almost sore." Simonetta touched his cheeks.
"Well... Then, I'll move my body a little bit." Camilla was so cute that she took out her iron virgin from the black hole in a pretentious manner.
Elizabeth also waved his microphone: "Don't worry, little squirrel, I will turn all these two-legged flying dragons into pieces!"
Camilla did not continue to fight with Elizabeth, but just waved her scepter and the Iron Virgin.
The three of them fought against the bipedal flying dragon together. Although they became more efficient, they could not resist the number of bipedal flying dragons gathered over.
Neither Camilla nor Simoneta have good methods to fight against group enemies, and they are getting tired as they fight.
Elizabeth suddenly shouted: "Old woman, little squirrel, help me get some time!"
"......Wait, are you planning to use that trick?" Camilla had a cardiopulmonary attack.
"No problem, little sister Elizabeth!" Simonetta smiled sweetly, not realizing what she was going to face.
"Ahhhh, I can't take care of so much about what happened next, let's get on!" Elizabeth inserted his microphone into the ground in front of him.
"Stop! Stop!" Camilla knocked on a flying dragon on both feet, panicked to stop Elizabeth's behavior.
But it was too late, and behind Elizabeth, there was a shadow like a speaker, and the magic gathered on Elizabeth's mouth.
"I'm going to go! Scream all of it!" After Elizabeth said this, the magic power attached to her mouth had reached its peak.
Then, it poured out frantically.
This is the treasure of Elizabeth's heroic spirit.
"Báthory Erzsébet)!!!"
Seeing that he could not stop him, Camilla quickly turned on the Iron Virgin, took the thorn back, and then got in and closed it without hesitation.
Simonetta also felt that the speaker behind Elizabeth was pretty good.
"ah--------!!!!!"
Huge sound waves erupted from Elizabeth's mouth, with devastating sound quality and a tone that makes people want to commit suicide, and blasted out with pure magic.
The two-legged flying dragon that was hit by the magic power was directly shaken into pieces. The remaining two-legged flying dragon that was not hit directly by the magic sound wave was crazy about escaping from here, but the sound penetrated into their ears like a maggot in the tarsal bone.
In the end, at least half of the two-legged flying dragons in the air were directly killed by Elizabeth's treasures, and the remaining half were lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, obviously losing their combat power, and only a small part was left to escape this terrifying hell.
Simonetta:%&#￥#@￥…%￥%
Although he did not stand on the way to release the treasure, Simonetta, who was affected by the sound, could not resist the overly powerful "power" of the treasure. Now his eyes have turned into circles and he has lying on the ground and lost consciousness.
Among the Iron Virgins lying on the other side, one hand pulled out.
Camilla covered her head and felt confused.
She stood up with the iron virgin, resisted the feeling of vomiting, and angrily scolded Elizabeth: "Look at what you bastard have done! Simon Chan has fainted!"
Elizabeth, who released the treasure, lacked magic power, but he would never give in by fighting with Camilla: "Well, old lady, tell me what should I do at that time? Do you watch us be bitten to death by a flying dragon on both feet?"
The two started arguing again.
Simonetta, who was unconscious, murmured unconsciously.
"Little Sister Elizabeth's treasure...so trash..."
......
The two teams sent by Fujimaru Rika were looking for the heroic spirits, and eventually they all returned to Thierre's camp.
Not only was the heroic spirit not found, but there were also several wounded people.
Fujimaru Rika: The old man’s subway mobile phone.
Lawrence sighed: "It is indeed easy to encounter this situation in the French land now."
Fujimaru Rika looked at the little eggplant lying on the ground and felt a little distressed: "Sorry, I took it for granted."
"This is not the Lord's fault." Camilla was still disgusting while sitting on the stool. Elizabeth's treasure was so scary. "It was just a mess created by a certain grass lizard."
"Stop quarreling. If you want to treat it, leave it to Lawrence and me." As a saint, Marda naturally knows the magic of healing.
Lawrence nodded and participated in the treatment work.
Mashu and Simonetta were seriously injured, while others still had some combat power.
Mary smiled and said, "So, during this period of time, I still can't give up the task of finding a single hero."
Joan of Arc was in a heavy mood and nodded: "Yes, so the Lord of the Lord, let's form a team to find it this time."
Fujimaru Rika took Mashu's hand, and after she came to Chaldes, she also learned some medical magic.
She thought for a moment: "So, Miss Mary, Miss Joan of Arc, Miss Camilla and Miss Qingji, can you give the task of continuing to explore to you three?"
"I'm fine." Camilla just wanted to vomit, so there was no big problem.
Qing Ji Yiyi was reluctant to leave and agreed. After all, she is in the best condition now.
Joan of Arc and Mary naturally accepted it.
Lawrence and Marda were responsible for treating the injured, Mozart was also injured, Sanson was basically cut on him, and Elizabeth was responsible for the guards of the castle.
Marda's strength was a little weaker than before, because she was gradually transferring her spiritual foundation to her mount, the Iron-Armored Dragon Tarask.
If it is an ordinary beast, it cannot bear such transfer, but Tarask is a dragon, so it can naturally bear it.
But the final result of the transfer...
Marda gave Tarask a big order that he could never say.
In a certain city.
A man wearing copper armor, long brown hair and hard-looking, was fighting with a flying dragon with a long sword in his hand.
Chapter completed!