Nightingale swore that this was the coldest and most powerful elf she had ever seen in her life!

Although she knew that this mysterious wood was very strong, she did not expect that he was so powerful, and at the same time there was no pedantic of ordinary elves...

Originally, she picked up her weapon and made up her mind to help the lunch box fight against the enemy.

But after rushing out of the dungeon, she found that she had completely become a spectator.

The lunch box is like a Shura from hell, constantly shuttled among the caravan members and launched a massacre...

That's right, it's massacre.

There were more than a dozen humans, but none of them could have taken three moves under his hands!

This...even includes several fully armed mercenaries!

The lunch box move was fatal, and his subordinates showed no mercy, and all the humans who fought with him were turned into experience points.

"So...so amazing!"

Nightingale looked at his back with glitter in her eyes.

For some reason, as a kind elf, she should have felt resistant and disgusted by this blood-killing style, but at this moment, the Nightingale had only appreciation and excitement in her heart...

Yes!

That's what it should be!

This is what it should be to treat enemies!

The Nightingale clenched her fist excitedly.

In a blink of an eye, there was no other human standing in the entire tower except for the pungent bloody smell.

What surprised the Nightingale was that the corpses of those humans killed by the lunch box would wither and aging rapidly, and eventually turn into ashes. It was like taking out all the vitality!

At the same time, in her perception, the breath on the box lunch continued to grow with the killing...

The Nightingale's eyes widened in an instant.

He...can he absorb the vitality of the enemy?

What is this ability?

She vaguely felt that she had heard of this similar ability, but she couldn't remember it...

Finally... it seemed that it had broken through a certain critical point. Nightingale only saw a light flashing across the boxed rice, and then her entire aura suddenly increased!

He...had he been promoted?

He was actually promoted to the middle position of Black Iron (level 21) in the battle?!

This... what a powerful talent this requires!

The nightingale's eyes are even more brilliant.

And Boxed Lunch chased the last two fleeing humans and rushed out of the tower...

Seeing the lunch box rushing out, Nightingale hesitated for a moment and said to her younger brother and sister who were following her:

"Follow me closely! There will definitely be a fierce battle soon, don't go around!"

Although the wood is very powerful and seems to have strong reinforcements, there are two human pros outside with silver strength!

That... is a real middle-level profession!

Next... there must be a hard battle!

Thinking of this, she bit her lips tightly, held her weapon tightly, and followed the pace of the lunch box...

And as soon as I arrived at the door, the nightingale heard a high dragon roar!

A powerful dragon power was released indiscriminately, causing her to shiver.

When the nightingale saw a huge monster in the sky, her pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly:

"Black...Black Dragon?!"

Damn it! Where did a black dragon appear?!

Could it be... Could it be that the members of the caravan summoned it?!

For a moment, the nightingale's face turned pale.

As a representative of evil creatures, Nightingale has heard many legends of the Black Dragon...

Every black dragon is a cruel and despicable existence!

Nightingale's heart tightened, and she immediately raised her vigilance, immediately protected her younger brother and sister behind her, and said in a serious voice:

"There is a black dragon outside! Find a place to hide!"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard the excited and pleasant voice of Heilong:

“rua!”

"Evil and greedy humans! You plunder treasures and hurt elves! Today, the great dragon Myriel wants to seek justice for the kind elves! Show the justice in the world!"

"Die! Rua!"

nightingale:……

etc……

What did she just hear?

This black dragon just said to seek justice for the elf?

Did she hear it wrong?

"rua~! Evil humans! Don't run! Come and accept the justice punishment from Lord Meiriel!"

nightingale:……

Is it really a black dragon, not a silver dragon or a golden dragon?

The girl widened her eyes and looked outside carefully...

This look made her eyes wider.

She...she actually saw the black dragon fighting with humans!

Not only that, she also saw several fully armed elves following the Black Dragon!

This...what is going on?

When did the Black Dragon stand with his tribe?

Could it be...Is this what Mu Tou mentioned reinforcements?

They... They conquered a black dragon?!

The nightingale looked dull.

Subconsciously, she looked at humans again.

At this moment, her eyes suddenly became strange.

Those fully armed mercenaries in the memory of Nightingale... at this moment, there was no piece of equipment worn.

Even the two powerful silver professions in the lead were just wearing simple mao clothes...

Everyone ran away in scattered and fled under the pursuit of dragons and elves.

What about their weapons and equipment?

The nightingale was stunned.

The hard battle she imagined did not occur.

What appeared...but it was an extremely funny chase...

I saw the black dragon chasing two silver professions who had taken off their equipment, spitting dragon breath while "rua~rua~" and teasing them:

"Qiry humans, what are you running? Don't run! Fight with Lord Meiriel!"

The female elf riding on its back waved a staff that was extremely cool and chanted the spell in her mouth.

She kept throwing fireballs at the two professionals, and her red face looked extremely excited...

As she moved, huge fireballs exploded beside the two silver professions.

The sound roared, and huge pits with white smoke were blowing out...

However... it's a pity that none of them were thrown away.

"Evil dragon! Despicable elves! Bastard! You don't trust! You have let your glory down! If you dare to attack us, the Sauron family will definitely not let you go!"

The old mage was scattered with his burning beard, and while using his spell to avoid the black dragon's breath, he roared angrily.

"Belus! You idiot! If I can go back alive this time, I will definitely report you!"

Another silver-powered swordsman also cursed angrily while avoiding Dragon Breath.

As for the rest of the humans... they fled in a hurry under the pursuit of the elves.
To be continued...