Black flames erupted. Even though Blackie's body was several times smaller, it still charged toward the Arctic Pseudodragon without hesitation.
Frost Breath!
The Pseudodragon was a hybrid between a sub-dragon and a land beast. It looked nothing like a real dragon, but more like a Tyrannosaurus rex, albeit larger in size.
The only connection between the Pseudodragon and the real dragon was its breath.
This skill was derived from the dragon's breath, and it was extremely powerful and unique.
Blackie wasn't stupid. It wouldn't charge forward with the Frost Pseudodragon's signature breath. The advantage of its small size came into play. Blackie moved with great agility.
Boom!
The breath brushed past Blackie's scalp. Blackie bared its fangs in annoyance. Its four claws were covered in black flames, and it sped up again. Like an arrow, it charged at the Pseudodragon's hind legs.
On the other side, Lincoln had arrived at the Pseudodragon's other hind legs. He nodded at Blackie, and the two of them grabbed the Pseudodragon's cuticle and began to climb up.
Cthulla did not stay idle either. Relying on his strength that was not weaker than level-six, he rushed directly into the circle of magical beasts.
"Iron Head!"
With a clang, a Level Five Frost Tortoise was knocked dizzy.
"Simple Unadorned Fist!"
"Eat my leg!"
"Shameless Palm!"
"Prince's Fist!"
As the most idle prince of the Reiden Royal Family, Cthulla had almost no contact with combat skills. His ferocious maneuvers frightened the group of magical beasts.
"Hmph, are you scared now?"
Kesura rubbed his bald head and muttered to himself, 'This old bastard's turtle shell is really hard.'
…
The Pseudodragon kept twisting and turning, trying to shake off the two annoying beasts. In order to stabilize himself, Lincoln stabbed his dagger into the Pseudodragon's cuticle. At that moment, he thought he heard a mocking voice.
Ding! You have failed to penetrate the enemy's armor.
"Hahaha!"
Blackie grabbed the Pseudodragon with its claws and began to attack its teammate.
"Do you think he'll feel anything if you poke him with two toothpicks?"
"Shut up."
Lincoln climbed up in the cold wind, and with a powerful leap, he finally reached the back of the Arctic Pseudodragon.
"Four legs can't even surpass two legs. You're worse than a toothpick."
This wave of counterattacks caught Blackie off guard, and it almost slipped and fell. "Just you wait!"
Standing on the Arctic Drake's back, Lincoln raised his dagger and activated his Shadow Battle Aura. "If a small toothpick won't do, how about a big one?"
Shadow Blade!
After reaching LV 6, Lincoln became more adept at controlling his Battle Qi. The shadowy dagger slowly spread and formed two scimitars that were almost as tall as Lincoln!
Hyena Blade Strangle!
The Hyena Blade Clan's top tier battle technique was derived from the technique Levi Hyena Blade used to assassinate Wizard White Bird. The blade was unstoppable!
The Hyena Blade Strangulation perfectly displayed the characteristics of the Shadow Battle Aura. With just two slashes, a piercing pain instantly spread throughout the Arctic Pseudodragon's body!
As soon as Little Hei climbed onto the Glacial Pseudodragon's back, it felt a surging killing intent and a bone-piercing chill!
Frost Sting!
The Glacial Pseudodragon's stratum corneum suddenly began to change. Looking at the ice spreading beneath their feet, Little Hei and Lincoln were forced to do a ballroom dance.
"We can't go on like this. With the Glacial Armor, we won't be able to stand on it," Lincoln said as he hopped around.
Little Hei gritted its teeth. "Whatever. It's just a cold foot.
Let's kill it! "
As soon as Little Hei finished speaking, a strange force began to circulate around the Glacial Armor. Little Hei then saw Lincoln rushing towards it.
Armor Burst!
Glacial Armor Burst!
The powerful force sent Little Hei and Lincoln flying. Fortunately, Lincoln reacted quickly and used his Battle Aura to protect himself and Little Hei before the Glacial Armor Burst.
However, the Glacial Pseudodragon's counterattack had just begun. It charged up its Glacial Breath again, and Little Hei and Lincoln, who were floating in the air, had no way of dodging.
"Roar!"
As the Glacial Breath spewed out, Little Hei's eyes were filled with white. There was no time to think. It bit Lincoln's clothes and flung him to the side, facing the Glacial Breath head-on.
Little Hei's body rapidly expanded, and the little black dog turned into a five-meter-long beast. Although there was still a large gap between it and the Glacial Pseudodragon, this was already the best it could do.
Hellslayer's Black Flame Cannon!
The Hellslayer's Black Flame Cannon and the Glacial Breath collided, emitting a dazzling light.
Little Hei fell heavily to the ground. Due to Hellslayer's Black Flame Cannon, it had the upper hand, but the Glacial Pseudodragon had the advantage of level.
In addition to the ancient rule that the left side of a wave would lose, Little Hei could not withstand the Glacial Breath.
Boom!
The Glacial Pseudodragon was truly angry. It lay on the ground and maintained its Glacial Breath, as if it wanted to blast Little Hei into the earth's core.
Lincoln stared blankly at the deep hole in the ground. Xoura was also attracted by the battle. "Was that … Little Hei?"
Lincoln did not answer. Instead, he used Shadow Steps and rushed into the deep hole, Xoura following closely behind.
Inside the deep hole, Little Hei had already turned back into a little black dog. After being struck by the Glacial Breath, it was covered in bruises, and its limbs were frozen stiff. It was greenish-purple in color, and its breathing was very weak.
"Little Hei?" Lincoln picked up Little Hei, but received no response.
"It's not dead, is it?" Xoura whispered. "Isn't it the Hellslayer's Black Flame Beast that surpasses Level 9?
This Glacial Pseudodragon is just a little brother of the Frost Wyrm. How can it not defeat it? "
"Shut … up."
Little Hei had wanted to play dead and rest for a while, but Xoura's anger woke it up. "If it weren't for that bastard Kyle, I would've drowned this unlucky thing with my spit. How dare it spit at me!"
Seeing that Little Hei was fine, Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief. However, he could also see that Little Hei had completely lost its ability to fight. If they continued to fight, they would only be slaughtered by the Glacial Pseudodragon.
After exchanging glances with Little Hei, Lincoln understood what it meant. There was no way they could defeat the Glacial Pseudodragon. Right now, all they could do was run. They couldn't break through the encirclement, and once the Glacial Pseudodragon caught up to them, they would be finished.
Therefore, they could only run deeper into the unknown and gamble with fate.
"Xoura, get ready to run."
"What?"
Shadow Curtain!
Lincoln and Little Hei's figures disappeared into the Shadow Curtain, leaving behind a dazed Xoura.
Looking up at the menacing Glacial Pseudodragon, Xoura swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then took to his heels and ran!
"Why don't you tell me where to run?!" Xoura could only rely on his intuition to keep up with the two.
"Roar!"
Sensing the direction of the three, the Glacial Pseudodragon didn't chase after them. A few insects that couldn't even defeat it dared to run to District One. They were simply courting death.
It was a pity that it didn't kill that damned baldy.
The Glacial Pseudodragon really wanted to kill Xoura with its own hands, but rules were rules. As a magical beast of District Two, it couldn't set foot in District One without Xoura's permission.