Chapter 24 Carlos: I Must Be Dreaming!

Inside the big tent,

all the commotion and shouting stopped, and every pair of magical creatures looked up at the sky, looking at the roaring Norwegian crested dragon.

After a year and a half of growth, Norbert's wingspan has reached seven meters, with a body of black jade-colored dragon scales, shining with cold light, and a huge ridge on his back, as thick as a deck.

Its tail is as straight as an iron rod, and at the end is a huge tail hammer with triangular thorns.

Rolf rode on the neck of the crested dragon, looking far away from a high place, with a leisurely look.

Without the suppression of the ice arrows, the corpses all rushed over.

But the fire dragon twisted its body, and its tail drew a circle, sweeping across the group of corpses, whistling like the wind, like a broom, sweeping out a large open space.

The tail hammer with thorns hit the corpse like a heavy hammer, and the corpse was immediately disemboweled, fell to the ground and convulsed, and black blood gushed out.

Norbert was like a large road roller. As it continued to sweep and trample, the ground was covered with broken limbs and corpses, and there were also corpses that were directly trampled into meat paste.

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"Fire!" Rove ordered.

Norbert raised his long neck covered with black scales, opened his mouth, smoke lingered between his teeth, and a dark orange light appeared in his throat.

Dragon's breath splashed out, and the furnace-like flame swept towards the besieged corpses.

The immortal corpses were swallowed by the flames as soon as they touched the dragon's breath. The rapid burning speed... It was as if their skin was gasoline and their bones were dry firewood!

Under Norbert's flames, the corpses that fell one after another were quickly burned, but Skander did not appear again. Instead, he suddenly disappeared and hid somewhere unknown.

Rove did not go to find Skander. If he wanted to make him heartbroken, he had to attack those magical creatures.

The boy rode on Norbert and flew towards the magic cage.

However, he did not open the cage and release the magic creatures inside. After all, this is the vast ocean. Even if they are released, most of them will not be able to escape.

And letting them wander around the Mayflower may hurt other wizards.

It is better to... move them to your own box first, which is simple and safe!

So, Rove set a small goal: to empty the Mystic Circus and make Skander bankrupt!

He still remembered that Skander said that he would let the poisonous horned beast, the venomous leopard, and the scorpion tail beast attack him... Then he would move them first.

As the boy waved his wand, the cages floated in the air and flew into the box in a rotation.

Rove was like the Sniff entering the vault, moving whatever he saw without any disgust!

But not long after, a creepy roar sounded in the distance.

He turned his head and saw two huge half-bird and half-dragon magic creatures flying over swiftly.

Those were adult bird-shaped man-eating monsters with huge beaks and sharp teeth. They looked very similar to fire dragons, but they couldn't breathe fire.

The two bird-shaped man-eating monsters were both adult individuals, each with a wingspan of nearly ten meters, and Norbert had not yet grown to his maximum size, so he couldn't be their opponent!

This was obviously Skander's killer move to deal with Rolf and Norbert!

When Rolf saw the bird-shaped man-eating monsters, he didn't want to fight. He tapped Norbert's neck and shouted, "Take off!"

The black wings spread out like thunder, and the earth was suddenly thrown under his feet. The fire dragon tried its best to climb up and carried him up.

"Catch up!" Skander, who was riding on the back of a bird-shaped man-eating monster, said angrily: "Kill them!

The two bird-shaped man-eating monsters were very fast. Rolf glanced back. At this distance, it was only a matter of time before they were caught up.

He thought about it and immediately ordered Norbert to continue spraying flames.

But the target was not the bird-shaped man-eating monsters, but... the tent.

As the flames were sprayed out, the magic tent quickly burned up, and the orange flames licked the curtains.

Once a fire started, it would quickly spread to other places, one after another, and soon the surroundings became a sea of ​​fire.

Skander roared angrily. Fighting in his own tent had the advantage of home field, but it was also easy to be destroyed.

Skander had to let one bird-shaped man-eating monster chase, and he rode another bird-shaped man-eating monster to put out the fire.

This tent has decades of his accumulation. If it is burned up by a fire, he will want to die!

In the After dodging the dragon's breath several times, the bird-shaped man-eating monster that was chasing alone was about to catch up.

Norber's speed was far inferior to the bird-shaped man-eating monster. The two were like a third-generation aircraft facing a fifth-generation aircraft... The difference in strength was not a little bit.

The bird-shaped man-eating monster quickly closed the distance, opened its mouth wide, and bit Norber, and its huge fangs directly pierced two blood grooves.

The most powerful thing about the bird-shaped man-eating monster is its beak and fangs, which can bite through any prey, even a fire dragon.

And Norber is too young, his scales have not grown for years, and are not thick enough at this time.

Norber arched his body, roared in pain, and whipped the bird-shaped man-eating monster's back fiercely with his tail, but the man-eating monster didn't feel the pain at all and continued to tear the dragon meat fiercely.

If this continues, Norber will definitely be exhausted to death bit by bit.

Rolf patted Norber's head, and he immediately understood and closed his eyes. The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Dazzling flash! ”

A brilliant white light burst out from the sky, and the bird-shaped man-eating monster’s eyes were all white and it could not see anything. It cried out in panic.

With a long roar, Norbert seized the opportunity and spit into the mouth of the bird-shaped man-eating monster... old phlegm with a temperature of up to 3,000 degrees!

The bird-shaped man-eating monster breathed out and fell downwards.

Norbert flapped his wings again, set off scarlet flames, broke through the tent and room, and flew towards the sea.

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The dark room was silent, with only a few residual lights burning in the fireplace, occasionally flashing a dark red light.

Carlos was lying on the bed, asleep one second, and suddenly he woke up.

He touched his sparse flaxen hair, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the sea.

Carlos just had a nightmare:

He dreamed that the Mayflower was attacked by a fire dragon, and half of the hull was burned. He committed suicide on the ship. Although he did not become the longest captain, he became the last captain!

Carlos wiped his forehead. Although it was just a dream, he still felt lingering in his heart, especially because the feeling of reality could never come back.

He can still hear the dragon roar in his ears!

This dream is too real!

"I must have drank too much rum at night, and the alcohol amplified the hallucinations." Carlos comforted himself, and he shouted: "Robb, get something to sober up."

"It's...Mr. Carlos!" A house elf walked to the bedside and brought the cup over.

Carlos took a sip of the sober medicine mixed with lemon juice. It was too sour, but he still kept it in his mouth to cheer him up.

But not only did the dragon's roar not disappear, but it became clearer and more powerful.

Carlos suddenly laughed and said: "Robb, let me tell you a joke... I just dreamed that a fire dragon appeared on the Mayflower and burned the ship. I can still hallucinate the roar of the dragon.

Do you think it's funny or not? How could there be a fire dragon on our ship? Killing me!

Ha ha ha ha!

Carlos got out of bed, threw away the hangover medicine, filled himself a glass of rum, and drank it.

"Sir... that's not a dream!" Robb pointed tremblingly out of the window and said, "The fire dragon... is right there! Look!"

"..."

Carlos stumbled to the window and opened a window. The cold air made his skin crawl.

He leaned close to the window sill and looked towards the sea. He saw a huge fire dragon hovering on the sea and making bursts of roars.

A certain cabin is burning fiercely, and black smoke is emitting... It's like a scene in a dream!

"Hahahaha... I must not have woken up from my dream!" Carlos convinced himself:

"I'm definitely still struggling with the nightmare. When I wake up, the Mayflower will still be safe and sound, and no fire dragon will appear... I promise!"

Carlos slapped himself hard.

Oh my god...it hurts!

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