Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 413: Dukenapped?

"Roar——" A savage roar that echoed through the heavens and earth once again forced everyone's attention back to the sky.

The battle for supremacy in the sky has begun just as everyone expected.

The caught red dragon seemed to still want to escape, and it tried to bypass Deathwing from the side.

But the opponent's larger body is undoubtedly a huge obstacle that cannot be avoided.

The winged bats on Deathwing's wings covered the young red dragon's entire field of vision like a wall, giving the red dragon a trance-like feeling that he could not pass unless he defeated the opponent.

A breath of dragon came out, and the slightly dizzy red dragon seemed to want to burn Deathwing's winged bats with fire.

Deathwing let out a scornful laugh, which was a clear mockery. He flapped his wings, like extinguishing a tiny flame on a candle, and dispersed the dragon's breath with just one powerful wingbeat.

To the griffin, this larger red dragon was undoubtedly experienced. However, facing the more experienced and sharp ancient guardian dragon, its attack was as naive as a baby. It revealed a flaw while spewing dragon breath, and its wing closest to Deathwing easily became the target of attack.

Originally, Deathwing only needed to extend his left claw to easily cut its wings and greatly reduce the opponent's mobility in the air. Unexpectedly, Deathwing chose to tighten his left claw and retract it to his chest, and instead of going far away, he swept his dragon tail across and whipped the red dragon with it to make it move away from himself.

This movement was too uncoordinated. If you didn't look carefully, you would think that his left paw was seriously injured in the previous battle and could not move.

Deathwing was not injured, but why was he retreating?

At first, Vereesa thought she had seen it wrong, but as she watched further, she found that Deathwing's attack pattern was indeed very strange.

As an ancient dragon that almost lives on fighting, Deathwing uses all his weapons - mouth, tail, wings, left and right legs, right claw - to attack fiercely, except for his left claw.

Deathwing's violent and agile movements showed that he was not injured, but his left claw remained close to his body.

At first glance, it gives people a sense of disharmony as if "a master is bullying a weak player, and I give you a hand."

Obviously, Deathwing is not a powerful dragon. This can be seen from the fact that he killed a young dragon in seconds at the beginning of the game.

"Why?" Vereesa said to herself, "Why do you do this?"

Falstad thought Vereesa was complaining about him riding the griffin away from the battlefield, so he shouted back, "Sorry! This is not a battle for mortals. We can do nothing but wait to die if we stay here. Elf ms.! You'd better hold on to the griffin's saddle. The first thing to do now is to leave here!"

Leave here?

What about Duke?

These words deeply pierced the softest part of Vereesa's heart.

"No! Wait! Where's Duke? Where is Duke?" Vereesa screamed loudly. She shook the dwarf's shoulders vigorously. She herself didn't know when the tears flowed down: "Falstad, are you going to abandon you and my companions because of fear?"

Turning around and seeing the two lines of tears in Vereesa's eyes, the dwarf's heart was broken.

"Fear? No! Falstad has never been afraid of death. The problem is, all the living people are here. You can see it at a glance! Your men are nowhere to be found! It has nothing to do with cowardice. All those who are not here are dead! They turned to ashes, you know!" The dwarf waved his empty fist excitedly, and there were also traces of tears on his rough face.

Vereesa was also in such an excited state that she didn't even notice the change in the dwarf's way of addressing Duke.

At this moment, the fierce battle in the sky came to an end.

Deathwing seized upon the mistake of his young opponent and used his longer tail to hook his opponent's head.

The red dragon suddenly lost its balance in mid-air.

The huge dragon wings with dark red veins in the black color instantly surrounded the red dragon. The right claw that suddenly popped out tore off the red dragon's bat wings, causing the red dragon's nervous attempt to adjust its balance to fail.

With a fierce pull, the red dragon revealed its defenseless back and its neck stretched out as if waiting for the guillotine to fall...

"Fly, quick! Quick! Quick!" Falstad drove his griffin: "If we don't leave now, we will all be doomed!"

The griffin used all its strength and flew away from the battlefield at its fastest speed, risking cramps in the next moment.

Vereesa turned her head and stared at the battle situation behind her.

Deathwing bit the red dragon's neck and immediately there was a chewing sound.

The sound echoed far away in the darkness.

The sound of blood and flesh splattering.

The sound of bones breaking.

It all sounds so creepy.

Then, with the help of dark vision, Vereesa saw a small rain of crimson falling, and the blood gushing from the dragon's neck poured between heaven and earth.

The red dragon twisted its body hard, trying to do its best to escape Deathwing's attack. It struggled so hard and in vain that in the end, it collapsed and fell rapidly from the air.

The seemingly fierce battle lasted for less than two minutes, no, perhaps even shorter, less than a minute. In such a short time, the two red dragons that were enough to destroy the entire griffin squadron were easily killed by Deathwing.

"It's over! It will be our turn soon!" Falstad murmured a little desperately.

Strangely, Deathwing had no intention of chasing after the griffins. He just stared at his left paw on his chest, as if there was something inside.

What is it? Or who is it!?

Without even glancing at the griffins that were scattering in panic, the black dragon suddenly turned and flew away towards the boulder dam in the southeast of the wetland.

As its huge figure quickly disappeared from the Elf Ranger's sight, Vereesa noticed that its left claw was still closed, as if protecting something precious.

The third sister of the Windrunner family finally realized what was in Deathwing's claws!

"Duke - Deathwing has captured Duke! Falstad! We have to catch up with it!" freёnovelkiss.com

The dwarf looked at Vereesa in disbelief. His mouth was so wide open in surprise that it looked as if a seven-pound cannonball could fit in it.

When he was sure from the resolute expression on Vereesa's face that she really wanted him to get close to the ancient beast, he swallowed and said, "I am indeed a brave warrior, my elf ms., but I have to remind you again and again that this is too crazy!"