"If you have time to say such bad things, you might as well find a way to solve him!"

Phylanceni's dissatisfied voice pulled Loniti back from her memories, and the wound on her abdomen was also pulled back by the bottle of potion.

However, a second spear covered with red light appeared in Wojin's hand.

Well... I believe that the power and speed of this spear will not be much different than the first spear.

"If I were you, hurry up and lay out a barrier or something."

Loniti's words undoubtedly reminded Feilansni and Anmore. The two of them quickly chanted the spell and laid a barrier with a somewhat turbid color to protect the four of them.

Woking's spear came out of his hand. Under the protection of the barrier, he finally did not hurt someone's abdomen anymore. Instead, he was held in his hand by Feilansni after breaking through the barrier and slowing down.

"It's okay, but I probably can take this power without being hurt."

Throwing the spear aside and repairing the barrier, Fransni said to Loniti, who was still lying in Yaschia's arms.

After all, not everyone has a body cursed by the ancient god.

"That's thank you for your hard work."

Loniti's lazy words directly established the status of Fransni's coolie, which made her almost pick up the spear on the ground and stabbed Loniti with a few clairvoyances.

I heard you are in poor health? Come on, ventilate your body!

"what can I do?"

Anmore came to Loniti's side, and after strengthening the barrier, she found that she could not find anything to do.

It's feasible to put some more illusions on Woking! However, the battle with Thrall has consumed too much of her power, so I'd better wait for a while before doing this.

"Your words...hey! Why are you still stunned for a moment?"

Loniti was about to find something for Anmore, but suddenly remembered that the black dragon behind him was still standing there stupidly, so he asked a question.

I am here at risk of my life to block the spear for you. What are you doing there like a wooden chicken? Waiting to lay eggs?

"Uh... can you pull him into the barrier? We dare not pass..."

Nefarian hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile. The half-dragon man and the black dragons also nodded in unison.

You are indeed in front, but that guy is still outside! He can't kill you with one spear, but he can kill us!

Especially the penetrating weapon of spear, if it is hung on it, it will be a string, and if it is not hung on it, it will be a string lying on the ground.

Anyway, it's all miserable!

"…Okay, I was negligent."

Loniti scratched her head and found that it was really her own problem, so she had to control the barrier and cover Wojin without blushing.

Wojin did not resist, but just looked at Loniti calmly, and at the same time, a third spear condensed in his hand. Perhaps in his opinion, he could completely solve Loniti before he could solve the Black Dragons.

"Did you forget something?"

Looking at the spear gradually forming in Wojin's hand, Yaschia slapped Loniti directly on the face, forcing the salted fish to get up from the ground.

"What's up?"

"Who will block the spear if you cover him?"

"Not there is Philan..."

Loniti's voice became lower and lower, because she then remembered Coolidum...Fransney was able to block the spear.

For example, a barrier that can form a little delay.

“Is it still too late to regret it now?”

"I don't think it's possible."

Yaschia pointed at the half-dragon people running fast outside, hoping to give Loniti a big mouth to make her feel comfortable.

What stupid thing can you make such a choice! You sacrifice yourself for others, a snakehead, turtle, shell, shrimp, and slippery soup! You are a bad person! A bad person!

"It seems that we can only survive hard."

Feilansni split a tentacle and wrapped it around Loniti's neck and slammed it hard for her. After Loniti rolled her eyes and patted the ground three times, she let go of her.

Just as they were fighting, a blood-colored spear also ran away.

Loniti, who was just looking like she was about to die, suddenly stood up with a standard warhammer in her hand.

Three kinds of powers were blessed on it at the same time, and after completing these Aschia, Fransni and Anmore quickly set up a barrier in the barrier, allowing the spear to be slightly hindered.

When the spear broke through this obstacle and was about to reach Loniti, Loniti took a deep breath and waved the hammer in his hand.

It was not expected that the spear would be broken and stumbled by the war hammer. Instead, the spear was inserted into the war hammer by the side, but this did not go away from Loniti's expectations.

So she turned her body suddenly and moved the warhammer to the side to take off her hand. The spear lay on the ground with the warhammer.

It's strange that such a strong spear actually lost its aggressiveness when it touched the ground. If you didn't know that it was a spear, you might think it was an animal.

"How about it?"

“A little bit of a minor fracture.”

Loniti moved her arms and replied with a gloomy face.

Using the dragon's physique to pick up the spear with the help of tools, it would break the arms. It seems that Wojin is not as kind as Thrall.

And she can guarantee that the first time she caught it was definitely not Wojin's full strength!

The slight fracture seemed a little better under the ice, but the pain still made Loniti's brow frown high.

What made her even more worried was how the next attack would be able to follow.

Does it cost to fractures? I'm afraid that the whole person will become a scum, and it's not Loniti's preference to accept it blindly.

She prefers to swing her fist and hit hard on the head of someone who dares to offend her.

Wait a minute...

"Why do we need to take the attack?"

It can be said that it woke up the dreamer with one sentence, because both Anmore, Fransnie, or Yaschia felt his eyes lit up, as if he had seen something new.

Yes, why do you have to pick up the spear? They are not trying to protect the place, but just to protect the black dragons from leaving.

The Black Dragons had already walked far away, and now only Orgrimmar and a few beast soldiers who had just run away were left behind.

"Change the plan! Rest and hide, just drag him here!"

Loniti made a quick decision to give orders, so the four people separated again, and at the same time injected most of their power into the barrier.

Their mission is to delay, not kill!

"Mr. Woking! Those black dragons..."

A beast soldier shouted at Woking in panic, but Woking just glanced at him calmly and turned his eyes away.

"Don't worry, they won't get what they want."
Chapter completed!