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The plan failed?

No, it's not finished.

Next to Victor, another figure jumped down, Ravenketh, who was waiting for an opportunity to go.

He was covered with a blood-condensed cloak, which allowed him to gain a floating effect in the air and his sprinting speed remained unabated. His goal was to take the kitchen knife off Ravenkes's hand.

The bone dragon didn't care too much at first, but when the slowly falling kitchen knife reflected in its scarlet pupils, a bad premonition appeared. Of course, for an undead creature, a premonition was really a bit illusory, and perhaps it should be described as an instinctive disgust.

——Not let that guy get it!

This is the only thought in the bone dragon's thinking.

Northcarson almost subconsciously waved his claws towards Ravenketh floating in the air, but to its surprise, the man with the blood-red cloak suddenly stopped suddenly in the air, and then accelerated and changed direction, and slipped through the cracks of its claws without any hesitation, getting closer to the dropped weapon.

Don't think about it!

The bone dragon poked out his head, opened his white and huge mouth and rushed out directly towards Ravencais. This was not something that could be dodged simply by dodging. Ravencais had no choice but to bite his wrist, and the splashed blood wrapped around his whole body.

But it was too late, and the bone dragon was obviously faster than Lavenkes. It bit the latter's body and a blood mist was overflowing.

Haha. This annoying fly was finally solved! Just as North Carson made a quarrel of laughter, a figure emerged from the blood mist splattered under its jawbone - it was Raven Keith!

What's going on? Of course, it's impossible for Bone Dragon to know what Ravenkes did at that moment.

In fact, at the critical moment just now, the vampire used his life-saving blood clone, which would consume a lot of blood. Especially Lavencaise has no place to suck blood now, and uses his own blood. The whole face of the vampire noble was as pale as wax paper, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to accelerate in the air.

OK, catch it!

"Ravenkes, be careful behind!"

The moment when Ravenkes finally held the kitchen knife into his hand as he wished, a calm smile appeared on his face before he could even show a cold wind blew behind him. Ravenkes almost subconsciously turned around, but the bone dragon and the sharp bone spur tail had already hit him hard, sweeping him away, and even the trace could not be seen.

The kitchen knife that I had finally saved was removed from my hands again, but because the height of this time had dropped to a very low position, the kitchen knife was not seriously damaged, and fell on the ground and turned around and struck out.

The scarlet eyes of the bone dragon withdrew their eyes from the distance that kept rising and hustle and stared at the kitchen knife. It couldn't tell why it cared so much about this ridiculous weapon, but it was too lazy to delve into it. As long as this hidden danger is completely eliminated here, there will be no problem.

Thinking of this, North Carson lifted its sharp claws and trampled on the kitchen knife.

"Protect that kitchen knife!" Lance shouted almost as hard as he could, but even though Heigang was running towards the other side, it was obviously too late in terms of speed.

It was originally a rusty thing. It was hard to imagine that it could withstand the full-strength attack of Wass.

It was soon after that, just as the bone dragon's sharp claws were about to smash the kitchen knife. A magic flying from the bone dragon side hit its eyes. The power of the magic was not strong, but this tricky angle distracted North Carson. Just as the attack slowed down, a phantom rushed over. Before the bone dragon's claws fell, a sliding shovel rescued the rusty kitchen knife.

Winster and Cardichu beautifully saved the situation with a moment of double cooperation, but their purpose did not stop there.

"Cardichu, cover me!" Winster, who had been lurking in the dark and waiting for an opportunity, caught this moment. Although he did not know the use of this kitchen knife like Ravenkes and Victor, the process of fighting between the two sides was still seen in Winster's eyes. If he could not grasp the situation at this point, he would underestimate the calm assassin too much.

He began to run rapidly along the forelimbs of the bone dragon's rise, approaching quickly, exactly the same as Sam's actions before. It would be better to say that Sam was learning the agility of this person.

The bone dragon twisted his body anxiously, slapped his body with his claws and tried to unscrew the little insect crawling around him, but unfortunately Winster's movement was too agile, and with the magic cover of Cardichu, he was getting closer and closer to the bone dragon's dragon's head!

But waves like Bone Dragon are not something you can kill if you want. When North Carson saw the little bugs running around on his body were more difficult than expected, it simply spread its wings and rose directly to the sky, trying to use the riot airflow to fly Winster.

"Winster hold on and find an opportunity to cut its eyes!" Lance was not sure whether the hard bone of the bone dragon could cause damage. On the contrary, the only chance must be used in the place with the highest success rate.

Winster did not answer, nor could he answer. The wind pressure brought by the Bone Dragon flight was far beyond his imagination. If he had not grasped the bone spurs on the Bone Dragon's body, Winster would have been thrown away long ago. It felt like he was lying on a high-speed train, and he could not even open his eyes.

Northcarson obviously did not expect that this annoying little insect would be as difficult as a bone-attached gangrene, but the ss was determined to throw Winster off his body, so it simply rushed towards the stone pillar fiercely.

The hard work of hitting a stone pillar is done by the bone dragon, which does not harm it itself, but it is not something that humans do if they have to be hit by a flesh and blood body. Winster only feels that his brain is as if he has been hit by a siege hammer, and even his brain is messed up. There is only a confusing noise in his brain, and a firm and unyielding voice - he doesn't want to lose!

He should not lose to anyone, even this vicious bone dragon.

His handsome appearance had completely become a bloody man, but Winster still persevered, and his eyes were still shining with a calm and decisive light.

He is a cold and arrogant assassin, and he is waiting for an opportunity to cause a blow to the enemy and kill.

Fortunately, the opportunity did not disappoint his waiting. The assassin, who was inversely lucky to Victor, finally captured such a fleeting opportunity with his own strength. After the bone dragon smashed the stone pillar, it had actually arrived at the edge of the altar. The flames hanging around it shone on its huge body, casting its shadow on the wall carved with the murals. The bone dragon did not continue to knock its head against the stone wall. It chose to turn.

The opportunity that Winster has been waiting for is now!

The speed of the bone dragon will drop significantly when turning, and the most important point is that when it turns, the first thing that moves is its neck, and Winster, who has been holding the bone dragon's scapula, is now only a straight line away from the other party's eyes.

He took a deep breath and started the sprint decisively.

The whistling wind blew his hair, but he decided that this thing would not stop, so he ran forward without moving forward. Then he jumped in the air-

It has to be said that North Carson also felt shocked at that moment. It felt an unprecedented threat. At the moment when the danger came, the cunning bone dragon protected itself with an unexpected method. It chose to put away its wings in the air and fell directly from the air with inertia and gravity, avoiding Winster's most dangerous knife.

Neither the wingless dragon nor the flying assassin could stay in the air. He fell heavily to the ground. The huge and heavy body of the bone dragon hit the ground and caused a spider-web-like pit to sink within a range of 100 meters. Even if Winster is agile, he fell from a few dozen meters high. It is impossible for him to have nothing. He felt that his internal organs were about to move, and finally realized what Sam had felt before.

Spitting blood is still a trivial matter. What is really terrifying is that the hard bone dragon has already supported its body and swept its tail towards him again.

At this moment, he could no longer avoid it. Winster only felt as if his whole body had lost consciousness, and his eyes were blurred under his forced opening. He suddenly saw a figure running towards him...

That was Sam's figure, no, no, he was obviously seriously injured and could not move. How could this be him?

Hallucination?

But that voice was very familiar.

"Winster, give me the knife!"

Forget it, don't think about it anymore.

In the last moment, Winster gave up thinking and threw the kitchen knife out with all his might.

"Wow, it's so dangerous, I almost got chopped by you," the voice was indeed Sam, and she was so energetic that Sam seemed to have never been injured before. His thick eyebrows flipped: "Let me leave it next."

Then, the figure of the boy jumped into the air.

Lance, who had been hiding from a distance and had no protagonist's style at all, couldn't help but stand up at this moment and stared at the seemingly timeless moment.

The boy's attack did not have much excellence, it was simple and neat, and there was no need to describe it. But because it carried too much effort, this ordinary blow looked so radiant.

On Lance's retina, the blood volume of Boss was falling to the bottom as quickly as the knife that hit its eyes, and finally frozen on the number 0.

Victory, victory!

Everyone looked at the scene in disbelief. The proud body of the bone dragon fell to the ground and could no longer take action. The difficult battle finally came to an end at this moment. People couldn't help but cheer and even cried with joy. However, everyone used a little water. After all, Lance and his team had a total of 40 people, and the number of people still in the altar hall was less than ten.

"It's really an difficult battle." Heigang couldn't help but sigh. He had lost one arm, but such injuries were not permanent. Once he left the ruins, he would recover, and he looked a little miserable.

Lance nodded in agreement. Fiona, who was holding in his arms, fainted and had not woken up yet, which was enough to prove the cruelty of this battle.

"But forget it, since you win, you have to show the victor's momentum and let's see what kind of reward Boss left us." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!