Chapter 2662: Some are happy and some are worried

As expected, if Tyrannosaurus King Bakar slaps him, this adventurer's guild will become history.
But reality slapped him severely.
Not only did this slap not be happy, it was blocked by a group of holy knights gathered in a group of magical light balls, and then the adventurer holding Seren's keel wand, apart from anything else, raised his hand with another fire attribute magic.
This magic has been condensed for a long time, it is a kind of big move, and its power is quite remarkable, it directly burned the heart of the dragon claw.
Pain is still a trivial matter. Not only was he provoked by the dignity of ant-like humans, but he even burned himself. This humiliation was too much for Tyrannosaurus King to swallow.
So the tyrannosaurus king, who was completely furious, faced the adventurer's guild as an output.
Originally, this output would surely turn every adventurer on the scene into scum, but at the very moment, the support of the ‘ant’ arrived.
A group of celestial people, plus a group of forest fairies, cut into the battlefield with sturdy momentum, not only blocked the attack of the Tyrannosaurus King, but also created an attack opportunity for the holder of Seren's Dragonbone Wand.
In short, after this battle, Bakar remembered three things.
For one, the forest fairy is not easy to mess with.
Second, the Celestial people have a good talent for mechanical weapons, especially in firearms.
Third, the bones of the Seren were actually made into magic wands and burned the Dragon King several times in succession. He noted this humiliation.
Although Tyrannosaurus King Bakar didn't write this down in his notebook, he could not hold back the dragon clan with a good memory!
These things happened hundreds of millions of years ago, and Bakar is still holding his grudges, and on the pretext of helping me, he sent the king of the dignified pterodactyl-Flame Dragon Breath Seren as a pet.
I really don't know if the dragon clan's self-esteem is too strong, or Bakar's mind is too small.
The book is back.
Father Taylor lay on the ground with his eyes closed, motionless, unconscious.
I leaned forward anxiously, sniffed, and then settled down.
The old man is just overspending, physically exhausted, and unconscious. His vital signs are very stable, his heartbeat and pulse are strong and powerful, and even the exhaled breath is larger than other old men.
Let’s look at Evil Dragon Spitz’s pierced claws. Most of the claws healed in just a few minutes. The wounds that kept oozing blood were sealed, and it was clear that the bone penetration wounds had also grown. New granulation.
While restoring the vitality of the giant claws, a golden halo continuously dripped from the wound and dissipated into the air.
I looked at the scene curiously, and Spitz saw my reaction and explained: "This is a remnant of light attribute magic."
I nodded seriously. In fact, I don't understand what the light attribute magic residue is. The only thing that can be determined is that the effect of this thing is similar to that of a foreign body. If hidden in the wound, it will cause discomfort to the patient.
It was cleaned and treated for about a quarter of an hour, until no more golden halo exuded from the crack, Evil Dragon Spitz stopped using magic to heal itself and turned to rely on the healing power of the body to heal itself.
He bowed his head, stared at Taylor for a while, snorted, and muttered to himself: "You deserve to be a human powerhouse who scorned all the heroes back then. He is so old that he can still use such methods."
"Listen to the tone, the old man has used the same means to fight against you?" I asked in surprise.
Evil Dragon Spitz ignored the audience and said to me, "I think he used this trick to contain me in the first place."
"Is it just to contain?" I was a little disappointed.
"It seems very disappointed." Spitz said with a faint smile, "Do you think you can kill a powerful dragon by these means alone?"
Scratching my head, I chuckled and said, "Of course I didn't think so, but I felt that such a mammoth move, you can't even make a serious injury, and it's a bit too..."
"It's too inconsistent, isn't it?" Spitz added for me with a smirk.
I nodded awkwardly.
To be honest, isn't that the way it is!
The power of this trick, not to mention breaking the mountain and breaking the sea, at least caused a small earthquake. At first, I thought that after this trick, the evil dragon Spitz would become a three-clawed dragon, and once it became a three-clawed dragon. Dragon, I have the ability to fool him to give up this physical body and make a new body.
However, the facts disappointed me. Not to mention breaking the claws. I didn't even do the waste claws. At most, the meat on the dragon claws was smashed, and it was the kind of small-scale serious injuries and large-scale minor injuries.
Even if you don't pay attention to it, you can recover if you recuperate for three days and five days.
And this is not what disappoints me the most.
What really hurt my mind is that the old man has done his best, but he can't cut a claw of Spitz. My plan to collect Spitz's body and develop the armor of the weapon completely fell through. air.
Unconsciously let out a sigh in my heart, I leaned down, picked up Father Taylor on my back, and said goodbye to the old duke.
Seeing that I was going to leave, the old duke hurriedly said to stay: "Don't rush back, stay here for a few days before leaving."
"No." I shook my head with a wry smile, and said, "I don't want to be under house arrest by you."
The old duke blushed and coughed dryly, and said, "How come, I invite you with full sincerity, and I hope I can go back to the city for a drink."
"I'm here this time to take the old man back. I will wait for other things to come later. When I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely go to the banquet."
The old duke naturally understands the metaphor. In the future, this is only a kind of refusal, which is to tell you plainly: I don't believe you, it is impossible to drink and chat with you.
The polite remarks were not good enough, but in desperation, the old duke had to open the door and said: "Then about disasters..."
"Please don't worry, your majesty will contact you through the call crystal of the adventurer base."
I responded politely.
"But I remember that you are in charge of the foreign affairs department..."
"As you have heard, this is the case. However, the countermeasures for disasters and disasters have risen to the military and even the highest authority of the country. I am only responsible for diplomacy. This aspect is not under my control. You still think about how to tell your majesty. Right."
After that, I came to Spitz, placed Taylor on one of the spreading dragon claws, raised his head and said to Spitz: "Please."
Spitz didn't say much, holding Taylor with his left paw, and me with his right paw. With one flap of his wings, he rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky under the gaze of the old duke and a group of adventurers.
This day was a great celebration for Moonlight City, and they welcomed back the elders who were under house arrest.
Although the identity of the elder is a human race, what about it?
The elders are the representatives of the highest power core in Moonlight City. Anyone under house arrest is a shame for the entire Moonlight City!
Unlike the festive Moonlight City, this day was the worst day in Dasai City, second only to the source of disaster.
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