156. Chapter 156 Submerged in water and at a loss

Author: Leopard Head·Lingchong

Chapter 156 Submerged in water and at a loss

"Death monster!"

The ranger who had cast Stoneskin on himself stood in front of Fenrir, the dagger in his hand shining with intense white-hot light.

It can be blocked! It can be blocked!

He stared closely at the charging wolf cub, dodged to avoid the collision of the dragon chariot, and at the same time waved the dagger vigorously.

Ding!

The dagger was directly thrown away, and the ranger became stiff. Fenrir suddenly stopped and turned around, sweeping off the ranger's legs with his tail, and at the same time raised his front paws and slapped him on the head with a roar.

bump!

Blood and brains flew everywhere, and bones and debris were shattered all over the floor.

After getting the first kill, the wolf cub became even more excited, bright electric current appeared on his body, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

"Woof woof woof woof!!!"

Dragon, who was observing the situation through the drone, slapped his paw directly on the face.

"Woof woof woof? Who did this unlucky boy learn from..."

After entering the super-charged state, Fenrir's movement speed is greatly increased, and his running speed directly reaches 180 miles.

Although she is not big, her weight is ridiculous. A slap will make her crippled. The elf hit by the dragon chariot is like being run over by a steamroller, and is broken into pieces on the ground.

In less than three minutes, all five elf rangers went to see Corellon.

Dragon was very satisfied with the wolf cub's fighting ability, but it would have been better if the battle cry could have been more majestic.

"Come back first."

He planned to correct Fenrir's bad habits today.

Laila walked to the big tree indifferently, preparing to use magic to bring the wolf cub back. Fenrir ran over happily, and the bloody smell directly hit her face.

"Really, even in close combat, don't make yourself so dirty!"

The female mage, who was somewhat mysophobic, was helpless. She stretched out her hand to summon a ball of water that kept spinning, and buried the wolf cub directly in it.

"Woof woof woof woof!"

Fenrir, who was submerged in the water, was immediately at a loss. He turned around and ran around, but he managed to clean himself up.

Looking at the wolf cub that had become clean again, Laila nodded with satisfaction, and then took her back to the Blood Claw tribe.

After the wolf cub walked out of the trees, it threw it directly on Dragon's face.

"Fenrir, great!"

"Yeah, yes, great."

Dragon grabbed the wolf cub and put it on his back, then looked at the female mage.

"Ms. Leila, what do you think of the battle with the wood elves?"

Laila replied expressionlessly: "It depends on your will. If you feel it is necessary, I can summon another tsunami to flood the entire Premi Forest."

"There's no need to be so exaggerated..."

Dragon pondered and spoke: "Passive defense is not the answer. I want to build a fortress in the elves' territory to force them to take the initiative to attack and continue to bleed the elves."

"Can you build a fortress out of plants?"

"Can."

At the thought of seeing the elf die, a glimmer of pleasure flashed in Laila's eyes.

"How many soldiers do you plan to place in the fort?"

That's a good question, Dragon fell into thinking.

It doesn't take many people to defend the city with muskets and artillery. A few hundred kobolds are enough.

But ordinary kobolds can't fight against the wood elf spellcasters. If you want to say who is best at harming the elves in Premere Forest, it has to be the drow.

Thinking of this, Dragon looked around and soon saw a spider.

"Kestrel? Can you hear me?"

"Of course, I'm always waiting for your call."

The drow holding a spider-bone umbrella strolled out from behind the tree and looked at the mechanical dragon with a smile.

"What do you want me to do?"

"How many drow do you have now? I mean the kind that don't feel sad even if they die."

"Five hundred, they can be on the ground within two hours. They are all veterans with at least fifty years of service."

"enough."

Dragon called both women over and began to lay out his evil plan.

"I plan to build a fortress in the jungle across the river and compete with the Bloodclaw tribe to force the elves to give up their terrain advantage and actively engage in siege warfare with us."

Laila recalled the terrain and frowned slightly.

"This place is at least two hundred kilometers away from the core territory of the wood elves. What if the elves also build a fortress?"

"Then I want to show them what fire coverage means."

Dragon laughed ferociously, "In short, our offensive strategy is to form a strong formation and fight blindly. There is a bunker for every mile, and a turret for every two miles! Even if we fight for a hundred years, we will still reach the long-eared lair!

"

If this battle were fought by humans, three generations would have to be replaced after the battle. Fortunately, these are all immortal species.

"I see."

Laila began to think about what plants to use to build the fortress.

The main body must be hardwood, and some huge nuts that parasitize directly on the trunks can be cultivated on the outermost side. In order to prevent fire attack, a vine that can directly suck out the underground water must be cultivated.

A normal druid would definitely not do such a thing that distorts natural plants, but she is a green dragon and has the innate ability to transform plants, so there is no problem.

Dragon then drew her a schematic diagram of the bastion, and then asked her to help transform the Bloodclaw tribe first.

After all, the Jackal is also a formal employee of the Iron Mechanical Dragon United Chamber of Commerce. Although he is just a security guard, he can't just live in the primitive tribe, right?

But a grown-up green dragon, a shadow in the deep forest, a legendary druid, and a chosen one of the God of Black Water actually want to build a house for a bunch of losers?

Laila was very resistant to this humiliating task, and almost had the urge to fight Dragon.

Then Kestrel looked at her with great interest, his gaze was like poisonous spider silk, which instantly gave Laila the illusion that her soul was being bound and melted.

"Atrak?"

A cry of shock and anger rang out in her heart, and then the divine power of Ketayat poured out from the Water God's Codex, swallowing up and dissolving the curse attached to Laila's soul.

"What do you want to do!"

I almost lost all my investment, and the Water God Codex was so angry that it steamed up!

"A little warning," Kestrel's hoarse voice sounded in Laila's heart, "take care of your contractor, the water element, or don't blame me for turning her into a spider."

"???You are not the Spider God yet!"

"So I just gave her a little warning."

Kestrel raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer, turned to look at Dragon, and smiled softly.

"Do you need me to give the wood elf a surprise?"

"Uh, not that much."

Dragon did not want to cause too much trouble. After all, there were tens of thousands of wood elves. No matter how arrogant Corellon was, he would not sit back and watch them be wiped out by the drow.

Let's bleed a little bit.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious."

Dragon carried the wolf cub on his back and soared into the sky. Kestrel smiled at Lyra, turned around and disappeared into the shadows.

The object of the quarrel was gone, and the Water God Codex fell into silence again.

Laila regained control of her body, her eyes darkened and she remained silent for a long time.

Elf! Elf again!

She must get more power!

But before that, she glanced at the noisy Bloodclaw tribe on one side, and her expression gradually became distorted.

"Build a castle for a bunch of wild dogs!"

"What is that guy thinking about?"
Chapter completed!