The sky above the Great Plain outside the border of Kalamos, which had been soaked with the energy of the abyss for a long time, has become more and more black and red as time goes by. Although the silent arrival of winter brings the world a calm cold and silence, the unique blood-colored meaning of chaoticness will still only accumulate in the breath of the ice wind and linger.

At this point, the scarlet clouds can only reveal a little blue in the sky when the glow that cuts through the sky briefly tear the space. However, even so, being wrapped in a sea of ​​clouds that are rolling and boiling like blood mist, as long as time passes a little, the corners of the clean sky that have just been opened will be covered in chaos again...

For example, at this moment, the "Valkyrie" Iberfell, who was flying in the sky, was the only person who opened up the blue sky in this scene.

In fact, the Justice Girl, who had just purified a large area of ​​farmland and made a pile of hard bread weighing tens of millions of tons, was pulling this chain as thick as a house to maintain supersonic flight. From a distance, the size of the chain behind her was enough to completely block the sun's luster reflected by a silver armor. The huge energy fluctuations that were enough to tear the space made Miss Marta's figure look even more small and slim and weak.

Of course, this is just what it looks like. In fact, for a legendary profession, maintaining a flight speed of about three times is definitely not a difficult task. It is not troublesome to drag a huge object with a weight and volume comparable to a hill. The only reason why Iberfell is highly vigilant from beginning to end and continues to transport fighting spirit along the chain is that it is because the cargo she is "dragging" is indeed extraordinary.

After all......... The big guy behind her who was tied into rice dumplings by many dark black metal chains and was making pain while twisting his body hard while making pains. Not only was he one of the well-known legendary members of the Red Robe Mage Guild's permanent residence in the Feren plane, but he was also a famous legendary sorcerer among the evil five-colored dragons - "Princess Winter" Seralin-Hanchi.

As a giant dragon with a proud and poor temper who had a strong self-esteem and a poor temper, she was cut off her limbs and wings as "cargo" to bind the prisoner. It was obviously an extremely shameful and intolerable thing for the "Neighboring White Dragon". So even though Seraline seemed to have completely lost the ability to resist in her body and soul due to excessive injuries, she still had to continue to struggle to show her determination to refuse to surrender.

And as long as she is a little more awake and has a chance to breathe, she will never forget to curse at the "culprit" who turns herself into what she looks like:

"Damn female bitch, you probably don't know what you are doing. How dare you treat Tiamat's offspring like this? How dare you attack the subordinates of the "Fished Red Scepter" in this war? I am a pure-blooded five-colored dragon! I am a legendary member of the Santalin Society! I promise you will definitely pay for your impulsiveness and idiotic behavior"!

Due to excessive anger and hatred filling the heart, the fluctuations of Bailong's mental power seemed a little distorted and ferocious.

God knew that she was really just fulfilling her work obligations to count the number of demonic secondary lords and the positions of many abyss rifts in the sky. As a result, she inexplicably encountered the unreasonable "Valkyrie" and became a slutty prisoner... Faced with such an unreasonable painful encounter, I believe that any intelligent creature's reaction would inevitably be shocked and angry.

Unfortunately, the threat Serraline showed in her words could not scare a "just girl" who even had the courage to scold Morning Star professions directly. Her experience as a five-color dragon in the evil camp would never arouse the sympathy of kind-hearted professions. So even if she heard the insult roars coming from behind, Iberfir, who was constantly exporting fighting spirit as an artificial prison, just stared at the direction of the Horaka defense line with red eyes and answered firmly:

"Evil existence, don't dream about daydreaming. Your shameful words can no longer bewitch anyone's hearts and thoughts. Next I will bring you into the Justice League for trial. The treasure you have will become the capital for refugees to rebuild their homes. The blood flowing in your blood vessels will become the bait for strangling the demons. Your soul will be made into the energy source of magic circles to maintain the Horaka defense line. Your execution will bring the courage and confidence of the people of Kalamus. Your experience will make your equally evil and hateful companions feel fear... We will definitely win the war, and all evil people will eventually accept the sanctions of justice."

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"Absurd... extremely absurd! extremely absurd! You... you can't treat me like this, how can you... No, I want to meet Mr. "Doom Whisper". I know that the strong man from the Silent League is now in the Kalamus Empire... or... or let Your Excellency Donnira come forward. No matter what, you, a damn mentally retarded person, are not qualified to deal with me. I want to meet the Morning Star profession of the "Justice League", I am a legendary member of the Santalin Society"!

After hearing the method of dealing with Iberfier that could be used to make the best use of things, Bailong, who could not break free from the constraints, finally felt the unforgettable fear and horror.

She is a proud legendary dragon. If possible, Seralin would rather die on the battlefield than tolerate herself becoming the shame and jokes in the Five Colored Dragon God Sect in the Tiamat in shame and pain, and even becoming a good camp professional. The trophy of victory is better than death as a "living energy core"!

But how can a subordinate prisoner be qualified to have the right to "choose" if he is defeated?

So at this time, the only two people who could have saved themselves from a "blond female devil" were the only ones that could have been killed by the "blonde female devil".

After all, as a member of the Red Rou Master Guild, she knew very well that even if her selfish and evil "companions" knew about her experience, she would only watch the jokes coldly.

Of course, for the time being, Seraline is destined to have no time to blame the world and complain that her "colleagues" would never be saved. She even left her little time to speak and protest, because just above her huge ice-white body, a strong man holding this big knife in his hand was still pressing rivets dozens of meters thick into the spine of the white dragon.

"Bang"!

"Shut up, dragon, you have enough evil thoughts, and your evil deeds have come to an end."

Before Princess Winter could finish her angry words, the legendary warrior Takutao, whose body was frozen into unmeltable ice chips, interrupted the white dragon's hatred and roar with a powerful blow.
Chapter completed!