A huge canopy began to cover everyone's heads. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info stretches from the top of the head in all directions in a small curved downward arc. The place at the border is like a piece of paper that has been ignited, and there is a burning mark in the human horizon that keeps moving downward.

When the feeling of being very realistic, but still a little distorted, came, everyone woke up.

No, it should be said that the melon-eating crowd watching the play this time is still Gavin Rad.

Everyone, including Wen Rasa, found that the scene they saw from the canopy had become a little psychedelic and hazy.

Magic?

But so big?

A wide area of magic with a range of hundreds of meters, which is jaw-dropping.

Two mages and a ranger, almost each of them rushed out of the range shrouded by illusions. When Gavinrad saw it, he immediately turned over his horse and ran out to see the excitement.

When they rushed out and turned back, everyone's mouths, which had already opened slightly because of astonishment, immediately opened to the maximum.

What do they see?

The huge deep scar that the dragon had just scooped up when it fell was gone, and all it could see was a dirt road between swamps that could not be more ordinary.

The dragon corpses, which were originally piled up like a hill and were too unsightly, now look like a small mountain.

It was as if God was helping Duke, and it was raining in the sky. It seems that after a while, the heavy smell of burnt and the unique smell of dragon blood will be diluted a lot.

Gavin Rad was relieved to see this. Unexpectedly, the expressions of the two masters around him became more nervous.

"Not good. Luo Ning exclaimed directly.

The limitations of illusion are known only to the Master himself. The larger and more complex the scene conjured by the illusion, the more it will test the caster's skill.

If the torrential rain pours down, there is not even a little water in the area where the illusion is located. As long as the observer is not a fool, then he must be a goof.

Ronin exclaimed, and Marianne clenched her fists nervously.

Once again, they couldn't believe their eyes.

What is that?

The rain poured down from the sky, and the dense and long rain line fell to the ground.

There is no unstable feeling of low-level illusions that become trance at the touch of it.

There's no mid-level illusion that doesn't matter if it's raining or sprinkling sand, everything in it is as ordered, and there is no fart.

All they saw was that after the rain line fell into the realm of illusion, from the outside, it still looked like the rain line was still falling naturally, dripping to the ground, splashing small splashes, and dripping into the puddles of the swamp, causing small ripples.

And it's not a stiff, identical wave of water, it's ripples that affect each other, big and small.

The four were dumbfounded.

Gavinrad still didn't believe it, and stood on the boundary line of illusion, looking left and right. It was unexpectedly verified that Duke had exaggerated the use of illusion to simulate almost everything. Most of the things inside and outside were the same, except for the traces of fire and shoveling, and the huge dragon corpse.

At this moment, a rapid dragon groan was heard from the sky.

It's not a threat, it's not a demonstration, it's more like a kind of arraignment.

"Come on in. Duke beckoned, and the four of them immediately ran back into the realm of illusion.

Just in case, they found a small hill under the shade of a tree and hid as much as they could.

Looking up, I saw several black dots on the skyline growing larger at a high speed. After a few breaths, you can vaguely see these big red guys who are shaking away the dark clouds.

Naturally, it was the dragoons of the Dragonthroat clan of the tribe. They harnessed the dragon and circled over a radius of kilometers above Duke's head.

They seemed to be shouting something, but unfortunately it was too far from the ground to be heard.

Winresa's long elven ears moved, and with the strength the wind gave her, she whispered everything she heard.

Wen Resa is actually a linguistic genius as well. She didn't know dragon language, she didn't know orc language, but she could repeat all those dragon whispers and orc shouts perfectly.

Duke knows orc, which translates to:

"Didn't that guy in Orlando shout that there is a strong enemy here? Why can't people see it, and dragons can't see it?"

"Could it be that you ran away?" replied another orc cavalryman.

"It should be. There was no sign of a battle around. Once we were riding these big guys, we could see them for miles and miles when they got into a fight. ”

The orcs discussed.

Marianne's translation of the dragon language is a different version:

"Be careful, Gerzra is signaling that he can't handle it. Graz is already the strongest of the three generations of dragons. Oh no, he's already been killed. ”

"Don't underestimate humans and the High Elves, most of them are weak, but the strongest of them is also capable of threatening the life of our Majesty. ”

The dragon circled the sky a few times, but found nothing, and most of the red dragons flew away first. Only one, under the orders of the orcs, reluctantly lowered its altitude, and flew over the nearby swamp at a height of about 100 meters above the ground.

Most dragons don't care about anything other than their own interests. It is clear that this female red dragon is not. On the ground, a mountain bag caught her attention. Even if she is controlled, she still tries to distract her attention and anger with various things, such as admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers.

Before she knew it, she had a clear note of the topography of the entire wetland.

She was absolutely sure that there wasn't a mountain bag here two days ago.

She began to get closer.

Dragon's nose is more sensitive than most dogs. She didn't feel it when she was soaring high in the sky, but when she arrived, she smelled a faint smell of blood and the scorched earth of the flames.

However, there was no sign of battle as far as the eye could see.

An instinctive sense of crisis made her secretly adjust the trajectory of the flight and deviate from the intended course. If the other party really kills Ezra, who is known as the best among the three generations of dragons in such a short period of time, then he will only deliver food if he hits it headlong.

The she-dragon's prudence saved her life.

That's right, she was supposed to fly straight to the body of Ezra, who had already hung up. She stole a bit, only to pass the edge of Duke's illusion realm.

Most red dragons tend to be hand-to-hand, but they have also given birth to geniuses such as Crassus. And this little female dragon discovered that something was wrong the moment she brushed the realm of illusion. Her yellow eyes flickered through the illusion, and she saw Gerzra's remains, as well as a human mage smiling at her in the shade of a tree.

No, there was more than one mage, she saw at least three mages, a paladin, and a ranger. (To be continued.) )