The biggest characteristic of a colorful dragon is its extremely high resistance to magic. It is an extremely difficult attempt for a colorful young dragon to maintain the slowing spell for the caster.

The mage standing on the hillside was already sweating profusely. He didn't know why this dragon was so special. He just flew in the sky and made his control magic so difficult without casting any countermeasures.

Dahl spread his wings and circled back, spitting fireballs at the mage who guided the slowdown technique. The fireball shook and smashed in the night sky, and finally hit an arc-shaped invisible shield and burst out... The shredded sparks and black smoke bounced back and forth on the shield, eventually igniting a weed on the ground.

This time, the slowing technique on my body really weakened a lot. The opponent's energy was tight and I'm afraid it would not last long.

The crisis was not over. The other two mages had already taken advantage of the opportunity of Dahl's fight with his companions to get close to him. Bunches of arcane arrows flashing with light purple light flew over from the ground.

Dahl just moved his body in the sky, and lost several arcane arrows, only one hit his neck, but it only knocked down the soil stuck to the scales, causing no substantial damage at all.

“The magic effect is very limited…”

"Track him and let the soldiers shoot!"

As he said that, several mages began to release the slowing technique together. Since these people could be sent to Chiji Mountain to perform missions, even if they were not real arcane masters, they were the best among apprentices. The magic they jointly released was already powerful enough.

Dahl was unable to move in an instant. He struggled in the air for a while, trying to raise it to a high place to get rid of the magical effective distance of the mages. Soon the human soldiers realized their motivation.

"Heavy Crossbow! That dragon wants to escape!"

A human with an officer-like appearance stood at a high place and shouted, "He was not equipped with any armor. Most of his clothes were burned, and there were traces of burns on his face. He seemed to have survived the bombed camp.

A few bursting gunshots came after the rocks beside the camp. The lead bullet rubbed against Dahl's ear, but one shot hit his leg. The power of the gunpowder weapon is not comparable to that of a crossbow arrow. This lead bullet penetrated deep into the gap in the scales, and dark red blood flowed out.

With this injury, Dahl's magic resistance was greatly weakened, and the effect of the slowing technique became more obvious.

He twisted his neck and spit out a fire at the officer who was shouting for a heavy crossbow. The fire drifted across the sky like a bridge and splashed around the officer. The crackling sound of burning trees swallowed the other party's screams.

The mages saw the officers being swallowed by the flames and had no choice but to do anything. At this time, they had to concentrate on trapping the dragon, otherwise they would be freed from it and would not be able to help the officers withstand the damage.

"Damn..."

A mage gritted his teeth and shouted to the soldiers who were loading ammunition while strengthening the spells, "Hurry up, listen to your captain, move the heavy crossbow out. He must have wanted to use a harpoon to pull the monster down."

Several soldiers who looked up with swords were still in fear of the captain being burned to death, but they did not react at this moment.

"Why are you still standing there? We can't hold on for too long. That dragon is abnormal!"

Although it was not normal for the soldiers who had participated in the two wars to appear as a dragon, they came back to their senses when the mage called them, rushed into the ruins of the burned camp tent, and placed the heavy crossbow inside.

The soldiers threw down the sword and shield, pushed and ran into the ruins of the camp to search for the heavy crossbow that the captain mentioned. Before the young dragon appeared, they had no idea what this thing was for.

"John, who had said that this crossbow was so big that he could shoot a red dragon to death, I thought he was just using some kind of rhetorical method..."

"Stop talking about 'rhetoric', linguist!" Another soldier pulled open a few wooden beams and dragged out the crossbow wrapped in leather underneath, saying, "Bring the ropes quickly. Today we must capture this dragon and hang his head on the new city gate of Stormwind City as a congratulations on the construction of the new city!"

Thinking of that scene, several soldiers seemed extremely excited. King Varian Wrien and Ms. Presto will definitely reward them well.

Dahl gritted his teeth and flew to the high place, trying to get rid of the wizards, but his wings swinged very hard and slowly due to the slowing technique, making it difficult for the airflow to hold him in the air, but instead there was a tendency to decline.

Although the mages were sweating profusely and could hardly hold on, they saw that things were moving in a direction that was beneficial to them, so they forced to continue casting spells.

The soldiers carrying heavy crossbows came to the mage, lifted the crossbow at the young dragon, and another soldier completed the installation of the harpoon with a rope, and it was almost ready to fire!

Whoosh!

The harpoon flew over, and Dahl accurately knocked off the harpoon with his long tail. The rope swayed and fell into the deep valley, but because of this action, he lost his balance and was dragged directly to the ground by the mages using arcane...

The moment the young dragon hit the ground, the gravel and dust were knocked out, and the soldiers hurriedly surrounded him. The one who was the leader picked up the lion emblem and kite shield and rushed into the dust fog, but howled and flew out, almost falling off the cliff.

Dahl slammed the second soldier who rushed over with the horn on his head, and rushed towards the magistrates in front of him like a surrounded bull. Seeing this, the mages cast flash magic to avoid both sides.

Just as Dahl was about to turn around and attack a close mage again, a rope net covered his head.

These are the equipment given to the Storm Kingdom by the dwarves in the north to deal with the Red Dragon Knight. The human soldiers could not even believe the existence of the dragon, but they did not expect that all the equipment would come in handy now.

Dahl's mouth first spurted a ball of flames, but he didn't expect that these ropes were not afraid of burning at all. He struggled on the spot for a while, and he moved around with the soldiers for a few times, then spit out a stream of frost to freeze the rope. Finally, he hit the stone and cracked the rope and then broke it out.

"What the hell is this?!"

A mage wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and he couldn't believe his eyes. He had never seen such a strange dragon that could spit out fire and ice in the library's most absurd travel notes.

Before he could come back to his senses, Dahl had already sprayed a second fire at him, burning his dark blue robe and the golden thread on it, and burning off a few strands of hair, which reminded him of the spell that could protect the flames.

"Don't be distracted!"

The companion reminded him that while casting an attack spell on the young dragon, he could only attack with a tough bullet, but deep down in his heart... this is a completely unknown new enemy, and he is extremely resistant to spells. Such a purposeless attack is a waste of energy!

The young dragon in front of him could hardly see any signs of fatigue, and the mages they came to support and the soldiers here might have to fight with them for a while.

Just as he was thinking about how to find a solution, a loud bang erupted on the other side of the forest in the southeast!

That was from the direction of the camp he had guarded before. Did the orcs take the opportunity to attack there?

not good……
Chapter completed!