Just when the black dragon was hesitating whether to risk returning to the black dragon's nest space to find out, a picture suddenly magically appeared in front of his eyes, and the protagonist in the picture seemed to be a little familiar.

One seemed to be the little worm that had escaped just now, and the other seemed to be himself? The black dragon squinted his eyes, looking at the "heroic" picture of the arrogant Zambit holding a spear and piercing the black dragon's eyes, and the evil fire that had nowhere to vent came out of his heart.

The black dragon didn't have time to think about where this picture came from, and he was burned by anger and lost his mind, because there was more than one such picture, and the pictures of various angles and various "dragon slaying" postures were presented in front of his eyes one by one, coupled with the unique "rendering" technology of the visual telecommunication ball, so that the black dragon was a miserable and poor worm in every picture.

"I'm going to kill this little bug, even if I hunt you down to the ends of the earth, I will definitely use the dark dragon flame to refine your soul into ashes!"

The picture did not end there, a point of light shone on a certain part of the black dragon's chest, the black dragon looked down along the point of light, and in the center of his chest, someone carved this oath with some sharp weapon: "Miss Tenaire, I love you." Zambit".

The inscription on this dragon scale made the black dragon feel a great shame, and he was completely mad with anger, and roared with a cruel smile in his mouth: "Zambit? Very good! You will immediately understand what the real anger of the black dragon is!"

"Isn't that a bit too much?" Elfie's use of the visual teleportation ball to fill the Black Dragon made Dear Knight a little overwhelmed, and he could imagine what a miserable fate Zambit would face if he fell into the hands of the Black Dragon.

"Not too much at all. Only in this way can the black dragon contribute to the dark dragon flame more dedicatedly, and only in this way can the black dragon entertain Zambit well, doesn't this also help you relieve the hatred in your heart?" Alfie didn't care. He and Zambit are absolutely incompatible, and both are more than willing to make up for each other when they fall into the pit.

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"Huh, I think I hear the black dragon calling my name, am I hallucinating?" Zambit, who was hiding in the depths of the misty forest, faintly heard the roar of the black dragon.

"But this place is a hiding place that I have already scouted, as long as I hide my breath, the black dragon will never find me. For some reason, Zambit, who was a little frightened, comforted himself like this.

However, today is destined to be a sad day for the troll warriors, and Zambit never expected that all the "selfies" he had made before would be seen by the black dragon. Under Alfie's "fanning the flames", the enraged Black Dragon has given up his patience to find him and kill him, and instead decides to have the Misty Forest bury him with him.

"Why is the feeling of uneasiness getting stronger and stronger? Isn't the black dragon brewing some big move?" said Zambit, who was restless in a tree hole in a temporary refuge. He also had a strong premonition that there was only one way to hide here.

Zambit peeked his head out of the hollow of the tree and was so surprised that he couldn't even speak. The overwhelming dark dragon flames swept from the sky, and it was threatening to completely reduce the entire misty forest to ashes.

The enraged black dragon spared no effort to spit out the dark dragon flame, anyway, with the strength of his magic gold holy domain, the dark dragon flame could be said to be as much as it was.

The black dragon didn't notice at all the dark dragon flames that swept through the entire misty forest space, and it was absorbed by some kind of disc-shaped device from time to time in various corners of the deep forest.

"Haha! great, some more! more!" Dear Knight, laughing almost maniacally inside the spirit, and it won't be long before he can absorb enough energy.

"Keep it low-key. Don't draw the attention of the black dragon to us, I don't want to go to the Demon Gold Sanctuary that has gone completely mad. Alfie warned in her heart. His spirit body hovered at the blind spot above the black dragon's line of sight at this time, and Dilknight's illusion would theoretically not be discovered by the black dragon.

"Hmph! Even if the black dragon is in the Demon Gold Sanctuary, I'm afraid it won't be able to detect our communication in the spirit state. Dear Knight snorted.

The troll warriors on the ground were in a frenzied flight of wolves. When he saw the Dark Dragon Flame coming from all over the world, he knew that there was absolutely no way to survive if he continued to hide in the tree hole, so he jumped out of the tree hole and started a race against the Dark Dragon Flame.

At the beginning of the "game", relying on the troll's dexterous legs and feet and the flying runes on the troll's footcloth from time to time, the troll warrior was temporarily in the lead, but this advantage did not last long, after the black dragon in the sky found out where the troll was, Zambit's hard days came.

After spotting the damn little bug, the black dragon immediately changed his tactics, no longer spitting dark dragon flames in a carpet without dead ends, but focused on tracking down the troll warriors, one after another dark dragon flames squirted down from behind Zambit's ass, forming a long fire dragon behind him.

In a sense, Zambit saved the lives of a large part of the vegetation in the Misty Forest, but I wonder if these surviving plants will be moved by the self-sacrificing spirit of the Troll Warriors.

At least Dear Knight in the air began to curse after seeing Zambit's behavior, because after the black dragon changed its attack method, the efficiency of absorbing the dark dragon flame was greatly reduced, after all, no matter how many energy discs Barnett made, it was impossible to cover every corner of the misty forest, and no one could guarantee that the fire dragon was placed on the way to the concentrating disk.

"A way has to be found, or God knows how long it will take to absorb enough Dark Dragon Flame. Dearnett complained to Alfie after she had enough of it.

"It's simple. Zambit is strapped all over the Shaped Disk, and we just need to find a way to get Zambit hit by the Dark Dragon Flame. "Alfie has already thought of a countermeasure.

"What a great idea, both to relieve my hatred and to collect the Dark Dragon Flame!" Dear Knight's eyes lit up, "You must give me this opportunity! I must teach that damn creature a lesson with my own hands!"

"You want the dominion of the spirits?" Alfie asked vigilantly, the closer he got to the moment when the dragon's seal was lifted, the more careful he became, because it meant that Dearnet's soul power was getting stronger and stronger. Alfie suspects that as long as there is a chance, Deer Knight is definitely willing to solve him easily, whether it is Tenaier or the black dragon, in fact, there is no less loss in his hands.

"Just let me have one arm at my disposal this time. One arm is enough to unleash some of the little magic I have prepared for him!" Dear Knight said with a sly grin. He knew that Alfie would not refuse this little request of his!