Chapter 644 - Abyssal Demon Dragon
However, Lin Li was not very worried, and instead smiled as he said, “Great. We don’t know what we might encounter in the Seven-Realm Spiral. It’s always safer to have more people. Let’s go take a look, Master Cheyenne. I wonder how they got in.”
The Demon Lord Marther that they’d encountered just now was not really that strong, but they had only entered the first world of the Seven-Realm Spiral. The Abyssal Demon Dragon fighting the silver dragon was clearly stronger than the Demon Lord Marther. They could imagine that the guardians of the subsequent worlds would definitely be stronger.
Cheyenne also knew that since they were all now trapped in the Seven-Realm Spiral, the High Elves’ traps would definitely be merciless. Hence, the only way they could break through the seven worlds was through cooperation. Cheyenne thus had no choice but to hold his qualms back and follow Lin Li to approach the elves. At least, the elves were not the Dark Blade.
Since Lin Li and Cheyenne could recognize the Seven-Realm Spiral, how could the elves have not thought about it? When Lin Li had just arrived in this world, Elder Randy who had transformed into the silver dragon already noticed them. Actually, the elves thought the same as Lin Li and the rest. Although they could get through the first world with their own power, they might not be able to do so for the subsequent ones. In such circumstances, there would be no harm in having some help.
Hence, when Lin Li and the rest arrived, Gildor had already come out of the battlefield to wait for them to discuss the situation according to Elder Randy’s instructions.
“Mage Felic, Mage Cheyenne, I didn’t expect you guys to be here at the Seven-Realm Spiral too.” Gildor held his longbow by his rib cage and touched the quiver around his waist. Although he had plans to cooperate with them, he was still keeping his guard up. To elves, humans were the most untrustworthy and the most unpredictable. They had to prevent humans from creating potential trouble.
“Yeah, what a coincidence. You guys are here too.” Lin Li casually acknowledged Gildor. Although he noticed that the latter was keeping his guard up, Lin Li did not take it to heart, and instead looked up at the battle in the sky.
Although Gildor, the Legendary archer, had left the battle, which weakened the elves’ side somewhat, it didn’t quite affect the battle. The Abyssal Demon Dragon roared terrifyingly, with anger and anxiety audible in its voice. It seemed to be feeling furious and anxious about being suppressed and its inability to gain the upper hand.