Chapter 629 - Green Dragon King
Indeed, Lin Li’s move seemed to be a bad move from anyone’s perspective. When facing the green dragons with very high magic resistance, how could a mage withstand all their attacks? If he really couldn’t find a way out of the situation, the best solution would be to persevere and wait for other stronger factions to help.
This youngster was still too impulsive even though he had such a high level of abilities and talent. The biggest problem was, even if Lin Li wanted to die, how could he drag the others down as well? Almost everyone complained about this young Legendary-mage in their hearts. If the Tower of Dusk was wiped out under the dragons’ attacks, who was going to deal those dragons? After all, nobody there could deal with another seven dragons.
However, just then, Vampire Norfeller who’d seemed to be an outsider just now suddenly turned into a bat and shot out from the black fog that he had created towards the green dragons that were attacking Lin Li.
In face of the gigantic green dragons, the human body was already very small. A Vampire that had shapeshifted into a bat was like a fly to the dragons, and wouldn’t garner their attention at all. However, this seemingly insignificant little fly was Lin Li’s killer move.
While the dragons were busy dealing with these wretched humans and the Humerus Wyrms that dirtied the Wyrms’ dignity, nobody noticed the fly-like little bat. The bat zoomed into the dragons’ territory and selected a relatively weaker dragon quickly. Without facing any obstacles, it directly landed on the green dragon’s neck.
Although the dragon’s defense was very strong, Norfeller was, after all, approaching Legendary-realm. With the Vampire’s talent of blood-sucking, his sharp teeth were a natural lethal weapon. Moreover, Norfeller’s body was much smaller now as a bat, and the dragons appeared even larger from his perspective. Some of the dragons’ flaws that couldn’t be seen before could now be seen clearly by Norfeller. Just like how humans had pores, the dragons weren’t totally covered with scales. What Norfeller was finding were these cracks between the scales.
Soon, Norfeller found a suitable spot and bit down hard with his sharp teeth, trying to tear the wound and make it bigger. This tiny bit of pain was like a mosquito’s bite to a dragon. It didn’t bother the dragon at all, and the dragon continued to focus on attacking.
However, the bitten green dragon started to feel that something was not right with its body not long after. It felt as if its strength was flowing uncontrollably out of its body. Meanwhile, Norfeller, who was lying on the green dragon’s neck, was sucking the delicious dragon blood with all his might.
[1] A metaphor, or rather a fancy exaggeration.