The Bone Crow is a bizarre crow with an exoskeleton. Because the exoskeleton wraps it so tightly that it looks like a dead skeleton bird, it is called the Bone Crow.

The strength of the bone crow alone is not too strong, and Angel is more than enough to deal with. But now, the group of bone crows that are like black clouds, if he breaks in, it is estimated that it will not take a moment to melt into white bones.

At this time, there was a "whoosh" sound from below, and he looked down to see that the carnivorous plants before came out of the ground one by one, and all of them turned into Jack's magic beans that climbed the sky, although it made the barren land a little greener, but a little more terrifying and weird.

Now, these carnivorous plants growing from the ground are waving the canes hanging from the stems and leaves, and the green shadows are flickering, like poisonous snakes, attacking Angell.

There are more and more carnivorous plants underground, and there are bone crows in the sky.

It's safe, and there's no powerful monster if it's good?!

Although carnivorous plants and bone crows alone are not very powerful monsters, if the number reaches a certain level, the quantitative change causes a qualitative change, even if a formal wizard comes, it is estimated that it will have a headache.

Angel sighed and looked back at the entrance to the mountain.

It's not far from the entrance, Fafnir should be able to see the movement, will she come to the rescue?

Ingres's vision was shattered when the bone crow was miles away from him. It seems that Fafnir has no intention of making a move at all, and in the face of this up and down attack, Ingres's only option is ...... Escape!

He can say that the most fortunate thing is that the strength of these monsters is not high, and they cannot form a coercion.

As long as there is no coercion, he can escape with speed.

Ingres thought so and did so.

However, he overlooked one thing, not to mention that there were only two threats at the moment, carnivorous plants and bone crows, but now he was only on the outskirts of the mountains! When he began to speed towards the location of the ice valley, it was like lighting a fuse in the monster's lair, and the danger spread all the way, and it became more and more terrifying.

The beast roared continuously, and the monsters that followed him were even more numerous.

The bone crow was almost a submerged existence in that group of monsters.

Ingres thinks it's bad enough, but there are always facts that tell him that there's something worse to come.

When he was only a few dozen miles away from the ice valley, a terrifying coercion rose from below!

I saw a terrifying monster with an icy aura and metallic luster, fluttering its barbed bat's wings, and flew out of a cliff cave.

The head is like a lion, and the forehead has horns, and the chin has a long beard. The upper body resembles a human, full of huge muscles, and the feet are like wolf legs, and the whole body has a shiny metallic feeling.

Judging from that unscrupulous coercion, this is definitely a monster above the wizard level.

Precisely, its shape is no stranger to Ingres.

- Darkgold Gargoyle!

In the past, Ingre's biggest impression of the Darkgold Gargoyle was that its tongue coating blood was so precious that a single drop could turn into a bottle of blood ink, and it was a bestseller at auction.

Now that the living Darkgold Gargoyle was in front of him, Ingres had no thought of resisting at all, his only thought was: Run!

Run past the coverage speed of the coercion, and he wins!

This time, however, Ingres hit the south wall. Not long after he fled in a panic, another group of bone crows appeared in his field of vision.

The group of bone crows was completely overwhelming, and as long as he walked forward, he would bump into them in either direction.

But behind him, there is a dark gold gargoyle who is in hot pursuit.

Attacking back and forth, Angel had only one thought in his heart: "I shouldn't be planted here, right?"

It was only a moment of hesitation, and Angel felt the coercion behind him overturn, accompanied by a terrifying roar.

Angel tried to look back, but saw the dark golden gargoyle open its huge mouth full of sharp rodents, and a dark light like a purple star curtain spewed out of its mouth, heading straight for Ingres's door.

Coercion is contained, and it is difficult to move.

Ingres thought he was going to be here today, but the expected attack didn't hit him.

The piece of ice in his arms, frozen with white dragon scales, emitted milky white brilliance, and surrounded Ingres on top of each other.

It is like a transparent spherical shield wall, and the "snowflake" pattern can be clearly seen on this shield wall.

The attack of the dark gold gargoyle hit the shield wall, and there was a ninety-degree turnback directly, and the dark purple star curtain was turned to the ground, and the dust was flying, and a huge pit appeared on the spot.

"This is ......" Ingres looked at the spherical shield wall around him, his eyes flashed with surprise, he could reflect the attack of the dark gold gargoyle, and the shield wall did not have any waves, which showed how thick this shield wall was.

Moreover, Ingres found himself in the shield wall, and could faintly feel the frosty aura floating around him, which made his eyes a little more thoughtful.

"Perhaps, this frozen white dragon scale is from the Abyss Frost Dragon?"

The thought only swirled in his mind for a moment, and Ingres didn't think about it, and now it was more important to get out of here.

Just when the Dark Gold Gargoyle was stunned, Angel turned around and rushed into the "Bone Crow Black Cloud". Now that he has a spherical shield wall as a defense, he doesn't worry about the attack of the bone crow, and he goes straight over!

The journey was smooth, beyond Angle's imagination.

Neither the bone crow nor the dark gold gargoyle did anything to him, he rushed into the group of bone crows, but startled the bone crows, and they scattered like mice that had met cats, completely without the strict and regular formation before.

Angel glanced behind him, not only the bone crow, but also the dark gold gargoyle that was chasing him as if he had seen a natural predator, and then fled back to his cliff cave and disappeared under Ingres's gaze.

In less than two minutes, the chasing legions that had previously filled the sky had all disappeared, leaving only Angel, who looked confused, still stopped in mid-air.

Angel looked down at the frozen dragon scales in his hand, just a passive defensive shield wall, it shouldn't make them so scared, right?

It turned out that Fafnir had left him with this backhand, no wonder she wasn't worried about herself at all.

Angel whispered in his heart, and turned to head to the Ice Valley.

However, when Ingres turned his head, his heartbeat suddenly stopped.

- Frightened.

A giant dragon with terrifying red flames suddenly appeared not far behind Angel, without emitting any breath, and even the flames had no temperature.

The clouds and mist swirled around its hideous dragon head, and its cold vertical pupils looked at Angel quietly.

To be precise, looking at the frozen dragon scales in Angels' hands.

For a while, they were speechless.

This quiet gaze was only for a few seconds, but Ingres felt as if thousands of years had passed. Swallowing his saliva, Ingres was almost certain that the abyssal flame dragon in front of him should be Odeklas.

In Fafnir's mouth, it is her kindred, and it is also her respected predecessor.

But in the reputation of the wizarding world, the abyssal dragon in the ice valley is an existence with a strange temper and a chaotic camp.

Ingres could feel that Odeklaas was staring at the frozen dragon scales in his hand with an emotional look in his eyes, which was filled with nostalgia, emotion, and longing.

Being able to convey so much information through the vertical pupil shows that Odeklas cares more about the white dragon scales than he imagined.

Who could this white dragon scale belong to?

I don't know how long later, when the flames on Odeklas's body had evaporated into a cloud of smoke from above, a grand spiritual idea descended on Angels's mind.

"Why do you hold the scales of Pina Jones?"

"Venerable Lord Odeklas, I don't know who this dragon scale belongs to, but Lord Fafnir asked me to bring it to you?" said Ingres respectfully.

"Fafnir. Odeklas snorted suddenly, and there seemed to be a flicker of anger in his scarlet vertical pupils.

Seeing this, Angel suddenly began to feel worried. Could it be that Fafnir didn't come in person because she had a grudge against Odeklas?

Odeklas snorted a flame from his nose, enveloping himself and Angle.

In the midst of this flame, perhaps the protection of the frozen dragon scales, Angel did not feel the heat. The flames enveloped Angel like a meteor in the sky, smashing towards the distant Immortal Ice Valley at an unimaginable speed.

Angel was in a trance, and the flames around him slowly disappeared.

He found himself in a palace of ice crystals, this palace was quite like a demonic monastery, but it was built of immortal ice, and it looked less of the gloomy and bloody style of the devil and more flamboyant magic.

The palace is large, but there is little decoration on the inside.

The only decoration is directly in front of him, with a flamboyant fresco.

The contents of the mural were not clear to Ingres, because the huge dragon body of Odklas was standing in front of the mural.

It is also strange to say, Odeklas is obviously an abyssal flame dragon, but in this palace built by 10,000 years of ice, there is no discomfort at all, and the flames on its body have not scorched the surrounding ice.

Odecras gazed affectionately at the mural for a few moments before turning his horrible head to Ingres:

"Give me the scales of Bina Jones. ”

Before figuring out Odeclas's character, Ingres naturally didn't dare to have any disobedience or neglect, but he didn't hesitate to hand the dragon scales to Odecras.

Ingres's cherished attitude towards dragon scales clearly pleased Odeklas. Before, he felt a kind of pressure on his body, but now he felt a little lighter.

From this detail, it can also be seen that Odecras may have a lot to do with what he called "Bena Jones".

Maybe it's still a partnership.