My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills

Chapter 373 - 213: Facing the White Dragon Directly (Part 2)

From the previously acquired [Adult White Dragon Bloodline (Defective)], it’s not hard to see how powerful a White Dragon is.

In fact, according to the "Lankote Snowfield Monster Atlas", it’s clearly stated that Frost Giants can battle White Dragons not because the individual combat power of a Frost Giant is comparable to that of a White Dragon.

But in terms of numbers, Frost Giants far outnumber White Dragons.

In terms of individual combat strength, White Dragons are obviously superior to Frost Giants.

Thus, a certain balance is achieved overall.

At this moment, Meredith heard Raine’s muttering and nodded, "Indeed, if it’s that injured White Dragon, we could barely fight it."

This evaluation was already very high.

But even in Meredith’s heart, no matter how strong Raine was, he was still quite a distance away from the strength of an adult White Dragon.

However, Meredith’s words were like a lightning bolt, piercing through the fog in Raine’s mind.

Raine’s eyes suddenly widened with excitement, "Yes! Besiege Wei to rescue Zhao!"

"What old photo?"

"Old days?"

Meredith and Benest both looked at Raine with a puzzled expression.

"Mr. Benest, can you immediately locate that injured White Dragon?"

"We will attack that injured White Dragon right away. By then, the other White Dragon would surely come to its aid. If successful, it would naturally relieve the crisis on Viscount Henry’s side."

"The Cret team are all Mages, even facing a White Dragon, they can hold out for a while."

Is it even possible?

But even if it’s an injured White Dragon, shouldn’t we consider whether the three of us can match it?

Benest looked at Raine and wanted to ask that question.

After all, an injured White Dragon is still a White Dragon!

But seeing the bright determination in Raine’s eyes and recalling Raine’s past feats, including the scene of just defeating the Frost Giant Commander, a thought surfaced in his mind—

Perhaps anyone else might not stand a chance, but for this ’miraculous’ Mr. Raine, it’s hard to say!

Therefore, Benest suppressed his doubts, nodded, and immediately confirmed the position.

"Mr. Raine, it’s to the northwest, about 4.6 kilometers from us."

"It’s chasing the Winter Shield Olaf."

"Alright! Let’s go at once!"

With that said, Raine’s War Boots hit the ground, and the hard frozen ground was instantly stomped into a pit, soil splattering as his whole being shot forward like an arrow from a bow.

Although Benest and Meredith were momentarily stunned by Raine’s sudden departure, they quickly followed suit.

However, after running for a while, they noticed Raine slightly slowing his pace ahead, swiftly taking down some Winter Wolves and Ice Owl Bears that were fleeing from the White Dragon’s aura along the way.

This made the two glance at each other, both looking somewhat puzzled.

What’s he up to?

Wasn’t he in a hurry to get there?

Yet neither of them questioned aloud and continued closely behind him.

...

On the other side.

The edge of the spruce forest.

"Wait, White Dragon, I’ll give you the item."

"Besides, I didn’t inflict your injury, so there’s no need to keep chasing me." Olaf raised the small black leather case in his hand, signaling to the White Dragon Bing Zhuo.

This move by Olaf was clearly a bluff.

He knew very well that the black briefcase in his hand was fake. Once handed over to the White Dragon and discovered, the dragon would surely become furious. But his aim was to quickly tear open the Any Door Scroll in his hand and escape while the White Dragon was distracted.

He had successfully lured it away from the goal, thinking that the Dusk Sword member carrying the Necromancy Crystal should have reached safety by now.

As for the White Dragon’s fury, well, let it be angry.

Upon hearing there was a chance to get the black briefcase first, White Dragon Bing Zhuo immediately stopped the Frost Breath about to burst from its mouth, speaking in a voice like rolling thunder:

"Human, put the briefcase down, then we’ll talk!"

Just now, it had several opportunities to attack with Claw Strike or Tail Swing, but feared damaging the briefcase, so it attacked hesitantly.

If it could obtain the item first, that would naturally be best.

Of course, Bing Zhuo never intended to truly let the human Warrior Transcendent off lightly; it just wanted to get the item first before killing him.

Thus, with each harboring their own ulterior motives, the dragon and the human eyed each other, slowly preparing to begin their exchange.

Olaf cautiously kept his gaze fixed on the White Dragon. With his right hand holding his sword, he slowly lowered the black briefcase towards the ground. Meanwhile, his left hand, hidden behind the Shield, stealthily pulled out the Any Door Magic Scroll.

But just as the black briefcase was about to touch the ground.

Suddenly!

A clear male voice, somewhat familiar to Olaf but hard to recall at the moment, suddenly rang out—

"Do it!"

Under Olaf’s astonished gaze, two figures suddenly appeared on the left and right sides of the White Dragon.

A middle-aged male figure, not very familiar to him, but the other, a tall Drow Elf, was unmistakable to him.

’Damn, it’s you guys!’

Before Olaf could utter the words, two different colored beams were released by the two individuals, suddenly striking towards the eyes of the White Dragon Bing Zhuo.

"Despicable human vermin, only capable of plotting schemes!"

The White Dragon Bing Zhuo naturally assumed Olaf was in league with the two humans ambushing it.

To it, Olaf seemed the planner, the mastermind who willingly ventured into danger!

This made the White Dragon Bing Zhuo despise Olaf to the core.

"It’s not me, I deny it!" Olaf quickly shook his head in denial.

But the White Dragon Bing Zhuo wouldn’t believe him; enraged, its dragon head rose high, and it unleashed the Breath it had been holding in its chest directly at Olaf’s head.

This caused Olaf’s face to change drastically!

Cursing in his heart, he immediately tore open the Any Door Scroll in his hand. With a flash of light, he vanished on the spot.

And almost immediately at his heels, the ground where he stood was ravaged by a Frost Breath blast, like a high-pressure water gun several meters in diameter.

This was followed by the appearance of numerous ice lumps.

As Bing Zhuo closed its eyes and shielded both sides from the arcane attacks with its wide dragon wings while breathing frost.

A strong figure suddenly leapt in from the oblique rear, raising a silver Warhammer high over his head, and in the next instant, delivered a blow like a double-layered meteor, smashing the silver Warhammer onto the right wing frame of the White Dragon Bing Zhuo.

Since the wing frame contained the thinnest and lightest bones in the Dragon Race, and coupled with Raine’s strike, empowered by the ’Frost Giant Commander Bloodline’, ’Second-stage Gigantification’, ’Brutality’, ’Counterattacker Second-stage Effects’, it was a full-power blow.

With a crisp ’crack’ sound!

The right wing of the White Dragon Bing Zhuo visibly bent unnaturally, with bone shards piercing through the fine white scales of the wing membrane.

"Roar!"

The White Dragon Bing Zhuo let out a thunderous wail!

The wound on its chest from the Death Finger, persistent due to residual dark energy, had already failed to heal. Unexpectedly, its right wing now got broken, rendering it unable to fly for the time being.

...

Meanwhile.

Five hundred meters away, Olaf’s look was extraordinarily unpleasant, not because he was injured or had lost something.

Rather, thinking about how he was used as a Shield by those guys again made him feel like he’d swallowed a fly!

Twice before, and now once more!

Olaf wished he could rush back and grind those guys into the ground.

But just as he was about to charge back towards his original position, the sorrowful roar of the White Dragon not far away made him halt immediately, his expression flickering.

’That strong?’

’Even though it’s an injured White Dragon, it’s not something ordinary Classes can handle, and yet they...’

’Now’s not the time for a fit of anger, I still need to ensure the safety of the Necromancy Crystal first.’

’Once I return, I must find out who those two are!’

On the other side.

The White Dragon Han Zhuo was relentlessly pursuing the fleeing group of Henry. Suddenly, it stopped its attacking movement and turned its head towards the direction from which the dragon’s roar came.

’That’s Bing Zhuo’s cry of misery.’

...