Palm Dragon

Even Ferrez can play disappear?

Adrian forgot to get up from the ground.

The sun always fades quickly in the forest, and Lan glanced at the wall again as he dodged Ferez's attack.

The fluorescent crystal sand in the hourglass has piled up a small peak at the bottom of the bottle.

The elf's crossbow dexterously shot arrows wrapped in white light continuously. Lan obviously knew what the little white light meant to the blood race. As a result of constantly dodging, Aini approached her.

But Aini only saw the blood race in front of him suddenly float away at a strange angle, opened the distance between them, and stood on the railing.

Before Adrian could see Qinglan's movements, a sharp pain caused him to curl up suddenly.

- My ear hurts!

It's not the same as falling while drunk, and it's also different from Ferris pulling his ears. This kind of pain is like two hundred big termites burrowing into his ears at the same time!

Adrian felt like his brain was being gnawed away.

The empty armor in the corridor was rattled by the shock, and the gorgeous chandelier struggled for a while and then fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

Before the little fat dragon closed his eyes, he only saw the elf closest to Lan collapsed.

Cappadocia landed on the white nightshade grass by the lake, and adjusted the cuffs that were twisted by the movement.

"How is it?" Ice asked leisurely.

The butler didn't answer, but turned to look at the castle in the lake and frowned.

He flew around the castle just now, and saw countless towers and hexagonal windows, and he could even see the garden in the center of the castle from the tallest spire.

But can't get in.

He tried countless blind spots and countless ways, but the building that seemed to be right in front of him could not be touched once he got close.

"The Sunset Castle won't be open until the sun goes down." Iss looked at the sun that had begun to turn into a scorched yellow. "The time is coming."

"...there is no door in this castle." Cappadocia was silent for a moment before telling the result of his investigation just now.

Although there are defensive arrow towers, this castle that will build such a large garden in the center is definitely not a fortress type, because it is in the middle of the lake, and there is no trench. Cappadocia is understandable, but-this castle is connected to the city There are no doors.

"When the sunlight on the last spire disappears, the castle will open." Yisi said calmly. "I believe that no matter what is in the castle, Ed will work very hard." As far as he knows, there should be only some shady young people in this castle that has been abandoned by the owner long ago.

Received the steward's gaze, Mr. Noble added nonchalantly: "The vitality of the little bat will also be beyond imagination." Anyway, the sun is about to set.

The housekeeper wanted to say something, but was distracted by the movement in the lake.

Yisi also noticed the abnormal situation and walked quickly to the lake.

The surface of the lake, which was originally as quiet as a mirror, suddenly spread out circular ripples rapidly centered on the castle. If you look carefully, the water surface is still slightly oscillating.

"Is this also part of the tradition of this castle?" Cappadocia asked coldly.

"No." Mr. Noble put away his smile. "It can penetrate the castle and affect the outside world..."

"The sound wave of the blood race." The butler quickly made a judgment.

Mr. Noble stared back at Cappadocia.

"You said 'sound wave of blood race?'" Mr. Noble's voice lowered.

The sun has gone down.

……╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭╮(╯▽╰)╭……

So, is Adrian really trying hard?

No.

Little Fat Dragon fainted.

However, the responsibility is not entirely on him.

Anyone who ran away hungry for a day and a night in shock and fear would be exhausted, not to mention encountering the sound waves of the vampires that can penetrate the mind at the same time.

So Yisi, who was waiting leisurely outside the castle, didn't know that if Lan's attack continued for another half a minute, his little dragon would be stunned.

Ferris stared closely at the fallen elf, and the pressure fluctuations in the air made it difficult for him to move no matter how anxious he was.

Now he was the only one besides Lan who was still standing.

"I underestimated you." Lan closed her mouth, a half-smile suddenly appeared on her face.

The sound wave disappeared abruptly.

"Little bat thing, you don't think you can deal with dragons like this, do you?" Ferrez showed no signs of being affected, and his tone was as contemptuous as ever.

Who knew Lan didn't look at him at all.

"Since when did you become one of them? Little betrayer?" Lan Youyou's lips lined an unemotional smile.

The red dragon's gaze followed him.

The elf lying on the ground suddenly moved.

A little fluffy thing crawled out of the pocket of Annie's burqa.

"If it wasn't for you trying to stop me..." Lan paused: "I noticed that your smell has changed."

The little bat trembled almost imperceptibly, and slowly turned into a slender young man.

"...Lord Lan."

Lan jumped off the railing, narrowing his eyes.

Kathy trembled even more.

"Good job," Lan said softly. "It's a clean change... Can force my blood away... Which elder is it?"

Casey's already pale face was even uglier.

Although it was a question, Lan took it on his own.

"Being able to exchange blood and keep you alive...a wonderful achievement. Ravonor? Assamai? When did you get this idea?"

Kathy looked like he was going to faint at any moment.

Lan Daren said he was a traitor.

This is ten times more painful than tearing him apart.

"My lord... I have no choice but to interrupt you..."

"What is the last resort? Jump out suddenly and hinder my plan?"

It's not bad for one's own child to be betrayed, but Lan has many children, and he can hardly remember Casey's name.

The anger in his eyes came from Casey interrupting his attack just now.

This proved that the guy who became Casey's new eldest relative was an extremely powerful vampire - Casey, who was embraced by him for the first time, could actually interrupt his sound waves.

Which elder wants to fight against himself?Lan's eyes darkened even more.

"I absolutely dare not disobey the adults, they just—" The little bat has never wished so much that he did not exist, and he is so complicated that he can't speak clearly.

But Lan didn't let him finish talking.

Ferris frowned as he watched a strange vampire crawl out of Aini's pocket. He thought that the little bat was with that "Lan", but——Lanna's savage grab was even far away. Their Ferris also frowned when he saw it.

It turns out that even vampires have red blood.

Casey's already light shirt became fragmented with a slight "hissing" sound, and fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

Ferris wasn't distracted by the blood gurgling from Kathy's chest because Lan's eyes grew colder.

The red dragon quickly distanced itself from the blood race, but Lan's movements were faster than before.

When Ran's nails scratched Ferez's neck, Ferez changed back to his original form.

Although the corridor was spacious but not enough to accommodate a giant dragon, it was completely destroyed by the hard scales and spikes of the red dragon, and Lan hesitated in his movements.

The size of the dragon is really too big. After the transformation, Ferris has no fear of Lan's attack at all. If he uses sound waves, if he goes crazy, it may only be a conservative estimate to destroy a few corridors.

Lan, who had a few thoughts in a flash, put away his nails. Ferris swept his spiked tail fiercely, and the brick wall Lan was close to was scratched with deep grooves, peeling off. Tear off a pile of rubble.

But the students who were not interested in fighting knew very well the reason why the red dragon did not dare to move too much, and saw that he avoided Ferrez's tail and went straight to the place where the elf and Casey were lying.

Little Fat Dragon remained motionless behind them.

Although he no longer has the scruples to attack from the vampires, his agility is greatly reduced in the corridor that is too narrow for the dragon. Ferris only had time to smash the unconscious little chubby dragon when Lan mentioned that it disappeared around the corner on the other side. Half of the wall there—Lan was obviously faster here.

Damn!

After carefully confirming that the elf was just in a coma, Ferris hesitated for a moment, hugged Casey and Aini in his paws and strode towards the direction where Lan disappeared.

Many parts of today's events exceeded his expectations - Lan didn't like this feeling.

The sleepy Charmander was very heavy, and the Blood Race held him with one hand and kept the other hand behind him, so as not to hinder the hindering magic from chasing behind.

It doesn't do much to the fire dragon, but it can delay some time.

Charmander was already in his hands, and then he only needed to go to the west of the castle, to the place where he had reserved another escape route.

The blood race moved through the courtyard at incredible speed, and the sunlight in the garden had completely disappeared.

That means he needs to focus more on defense -- damn it.

Lan, who always pays attention to her image, couldn't help but cursed in her heart.

Then had to stop.

Because of the oncoming powerful wind blade.

Lan, who teleported to the side, was still scratched by the airflow brought by the wind blade. He looked up at the two figures that suddenly appeared above the garden.

"Good night, sir." The gentle voice was even impeccably polite. "I wish I could put down the dragon."

Lan smiled slightly.

No one knows better than himself how dangerous this gentle tone is.

Adrian, who was held in his hand, suddenly muttered something.

The pressure from the opposite side has been significantly reduced.

"Good night, do you know the boy?"

Little Fat Dragon's body swayed with his movements.

But still did not wake up.

However, the response to Lan was no longer greetings, but an action that surprised him so fast - before he could blink, a stern man with red hair stood in front of him.

This is not a common speed. The opponent's cold red eyes and pale skin made Lan immediately feel the same kind of breath, and it was quite powerful.

...inexplicably familiar smell.

Lan watched him cautiously.

"I need the help of the fire dragon." Lan smiled unchanged. "So, forgive me for not following my orders."

"If it's Fire Dragon, I believe there are more suitable objects behind you. This child is too young to be the first dish of a daily meal."

With the impact of a sigh, Lan turned her head in disbelief.

At some point, the figure behind the red-haired blood clan disappeared.

He turned his head and saw the long silver hair reflecting the elegant light under the light of the rising moon.