My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills

Chapter 370 - 212: Misdirection and Upheaval

Similarly flustered were the other three members of the Dusk Sword who had narrowly escaped the breath of the White Dragon Bing Zhuo.

Originally fleeing in different directions, upon seeing the pitch-black beam of the seventh-level spell Death Finger and hearing the subsequent wail of the White Dragon, they immediately turned back with joy on their faces.

A fully powerful adult White Dragon was something they naturally wanted to avoid.

But it was different with a severely injured White Dragon.

On one hand, the allure of bathing in dragon’s blood deeply attracted them; on the other, it was also a good opportunity to show loyalty to the two Transcendent masters.

Therefore, the three men quickly returned from different directions, but upon arrival, before they could even speak, they were shocked to see another White Dragon approaching.

This created a somewhat awkward situation.

Escaping was not an option, and staying would mean certain death.

Meanwhile, the Secret Master Sarnor and Olaf were also rapidly thinking.

Facing a fully intact White Dragon and an injured, furious one, fighting was obviously not an option.

Neither Sarnor, with most of his Spiritual Power depleted, nor Olaf, without a suitable Shield, had any desire to continue battling.

In fact, with the two White Dragons glaring at them, even escaping seemed like a luxury.

However, as Secret Master Sarnor regained his senses, upon seeing the three members of Dusk Sword, a flash of insight crossed his eyes, and he immediately came up with a plan.

"Pouches, take them out! Quickly!"

While speaking, he placed a small black box containing the Necromancy Crystal on the ground.

As the group quickly took out their pouches, Sarnor pointed his finger, and under the effect of the Nestu Magic Radiance, the pouches transformed into five identical small black boxes.

At this point, Sarnor urgently told the three Dusk Sword members, "Quick, take a box and go in different directions, we’ll meet at the rendezvous point."

Judging from the questions posed by the first White Dragon, it seemed the dragon had somehow learned about the Necromancy Crystal and was quite interested.

Clearly, the Necromancy Crystal could attract its attention.

Upon hearing this, the three immediately grabbed a box and left.

However, when one of them took a box, he paused with a surprised expression, but in the next moment, he immediately darted away.

"Olaf, you, me as well," Sarnor said to Olaf nearby.

"Mmm, but... is it safe?" Olaf naturally agreed with Sarnor’s plan, but he also noticed the real box wasn’t in either his or Sarnor’s hands.

If the White Dragon didn’t choose to pursue them, their plan might fail.

"What do you think?" Sarnor said with a smug smile. "Let’s go!"

Seeing Sarnor’s smile, Olaf realized the truth.

When others think that way, the deception naturally succeeds!

So before the second White Dragon arrived, the two of them and the three members of Dusk Sword each took a small black box and ran in different directions.

"Human Caster! I will crush your bones and swallow them whole!"

The injured White Dragon Bing Zhuo rose again, its thunderous voice echoed.

At this moment, the second White Dragon in the sky—Han Zhuo—had already begun its dive, its chest visibly swelling as it took a deep breath.

The next second!

As its massive, white-scaled body quickly swept over the spruce forest, the Frost Breath formed by Extreme Cold Energy poured down like a storm of white flames.

"Bing Zhuo, my brother, your injuries...." White Dragon Bing Zhuo glanced at Han Zhuo’s wounds, preparing to land.

"Han Zhuo, go pursue that human Caster! Mother says the item should be in the black box. It’s either with him or with the human Transcendent," Bing Zhuo instructed.

"I’ll go after the other human Warrior Transcendent." Saying this, Bing Zhuo, despite its agony, flapped its wings and pursued Olaf.

"Alright!" Han Zhuo, seeing the injured Bing Zhuo still able to fly, took a circling flight before pursuing the human Transcendent Caster.

Naturally, this scene was all captured by the Tracker’s Eye, entering the view of Raine, Henry, and their group.

Yet the unexpected turn of events left the group in a momentary state of processing.

At this moment, Meredith’s cold and stunning face suddenly showed a hint of surprise as she pointed at the projection, "Huh? Why are two of those men running in our direction?"

Huh?

What!

The group focused their gaze immediately.

"Slap!" Henry clapped his hand heavily, his expression excited as he almost shouted, "Great!"

"Those two White Dragons are pursuing the two Transcendents of the Nightmare Blade."

"If we seize the opportunity, who knows, we might snatch it!"

"Quick, you guys drink the Physical Strength Potion to recover!" Henry immediately instructed the six Royal Guards, while his searching gaze turned to Raine, "Raine, do you have a Physical Strength Potion?"

"Uh..."

Before Raine could answer, the anxious Henry had a Royal Guard hand him a bottle immediately.

Without much hesitation, Raine took the Physical Strength Potion and drank it in big gulps.

The slightly spicy liquid flowed down his throat into his stomach, and it quickly spread warmth, dispelling some of the soreness in his muscles, gradually restoring his strength.

At this point, Raine asked, "If I were Sarnor and Olaf, I would probably keep the Necromancy Crystal on me, right?"