Scales of Eternal Order

Dalamar felt like he was kneeling in this place, as if it had been several decades. Finally, he stood up and put a pair of big green hands on his waist, frowned because of the burst of soreness within the body.

He licked his dry lips, glanced around, and then squinted at the green sun above his head.

Giant dragon’s unique rhythm regulating organ allows Dalamar to clearly judge the speed of time lapse-he is just turning into a green goblin, and staying here less than one third hourglass.

But the soreness in the body and the dizziness in the mind are telling him a completely opposite answer.

Dalamar covered her forehead involuntarily, and muttered a little desperately, “Today is definitely not my lucky day.”

Everything will start from half a day ago… Maybe Let’s talk about it.

Ques’s sentence “Walk well and not give it away” made him, such as the amnesty, to escape from where Prosperity Town was.

When facing the young blue dragon, Dalamar guessed that the legendary red dragon, the leader of the giant dragon Legion, was not half the size of the opponent.

Therefore, his “strategic retreat” and “going back to make long-term discussions” are actually not cowardly. Well, definitely not.

But just as he adjusted his mentality and tried to accept the fact that “there is a huge gap between dragons and dragons”, mutation suddenly happened.

For no reason, Dalamar first felt that he had been hit by something, and then he had to make an emergency landing.

Although the giant dragon does not rely entirely on wings to fly, ordinary giant dragons certainly cannot fly normally without wings.

Green Dragon landed on the ground. It was a coincidence that this is where he attacked the Junkrat logging team—the surrounding beaches, chunks, or were corroded into liquid or dehydrated. The remains of the coke accurately stated this fact to him.

“Who is it! Dare to provoke the giant dragon Legion’s greens…” Dalamar roared angrily.

Then he was horrified to find that his dragon roar had become tapered, and the surrounding scenery grew rapidly.

No, he was shrinking, and Dalamar changed from a Green Dragon to a green goblin without much effort.

Dalamar was panicked and wanted to cast spells on herself to remove the strange effect of transformation.

A dwarf creature suddenly appeared in front of it.

It was a dwarf in fancy clothes, and there may be some gray dwarf bloodline-numb scalp, not round at all.

“You…what are you going to do?”

“Do you want to be stronger,” the dwarf asked, but not at all gave Dalamar a chance to answer “I know you want to.”

The streamer of light purple gushes from the hands of the dwarf. In a flash, the rays of light drown the goblin that Green Dragon has turned into.

When Daramar reacted, the dwarf had disappeared, and the surrounding scenery had become completely new.

“This does not seem to be on the plane of Acid Mist Canyon, and it may not even be in Bottomless Abyss. This is…”

The rustling voice sounded, two or three hunting The forest elves jumped out of the bushes. They saw Dalamar standing on the beast path in the forest. First they were taken aback-there were goblins who could not hide, and then not even think bend bow and place arrow, Prepare to clean up the harmful insect.

“These damn green-skinned elves,” Dalamar cursed with gnashing teeth, avoiding the arrow shot at him.

“I am…” He suddenly had a clear comprehension, “…Dragon Vein goblin, wait, one day I will kill you all.”

Probably because this goblin spoken very standardly, the elves understood his words, and suddenly felt offended. It didn’t matter if the goblin was killed or not, after all, they were going to hunt. , But now it has a killing heart.

They hugged tightly behind Dalamar, the longbow in his hand was also behind him, and his hand was replaced with a sharp ironwood lance.

After trying for a long time, Dalamar was unable to release an effective killing spell. He knew that this small body was not the opponent of those elf hunters at all. He could only rely on the agility advantage brought by his size. , Trying to get rid of the opponent’s pursuit in the bushes.

But those elves are like old tortoises who have eaten the weights-they are determined to catch him, the goblin, first peel the skin and cramp, and then throw it at the door of a goblin cave, warn others from following bad examples.

You chased me for a long time, even if the Dragon Vein goblin physique was good, Dalamar felt that he was about to be unable to hold on.

After all, with his two short legs, he was going to compete with a bunch of long legs in jungle parkour, which was really a disadvantage.

Walking around, Dalamar is already gasping for breath, but the elf hunters behind are still chasing after him.

Just when he was about to despair, something familiar suddenly appeared in front of him-it was an old Valenmu, it seemed that he had made a home and settled on its canopy .

Dalamar still remembers that the tree originally had a resident, which seemed to be a horned viper snake living near the root of the tree, but that guy fled in a hurry the day before he moved in.

It seems to live in a tree hole…

While running, Dalamar picked up a stone from the ground, and then rushed to the bottom of Warenwood. .

He saw the tree hole that originally seemed to only be able to penetrate a claw, but is now bigger than his body, not even think, he rounded his arms and used the largest Dragon Vein goblin With strength, he threw the stones into the dark tree hole.

With a muffled sound of “peng”, as if a wooden stick had beaten Ge, Dalamar immediately knew that it was done.

He swiftly got into a group of bushes around him, and then cautiously walked around behind Warrenwood by covering.

Immediately afterwards, he heard two panic-stricken elves. It was obvious that the horned viper had misunderstood the elven hunters.

As a magical beast, the horned viper snake is also the overlord of this piece of land, even if it can’t afford to offend those elven tribes, it is not a problem to deal with a single elves.

Because the elf hunters are familiar with the habits of various creatures in the forest, they know that no matter how they escape now, they will eventually be overtaken by the horned viper python. It’s better to give it a go than just sit and wait.

It’s a pity that the level difference of creatures can’t be easily crossed by just relying on blood and courage.

Either were strangled, or poisoned with snake venom, or directly pierced by the sharp horn on the head of a horned viper, several elf hunters died one after another.

Before dying, after a desperate struggle, the elf hunter was not unachievable-Temu Lance was indeed sharp, and the scales on the horned viper snake were punctured a lot, and half-truncated. The spear was embedded in its muscles, and the blood “zi zi” poured out.

The pain made the Horned Viper Constrictor angrily. It just felt that it wanted to kill some more lives and let it out.

The sensitive sense of smell made it smell a little goblin, and the horned viper snake followed the smell and began to crawl behind Warrenwood.

A “sha sha” sound is made.