Warhammer Wizard

Except for Rein, the other two dragons stared at the direction Feng Pengfei was heading, and was stunned.

"Let him run again?" Galladeros yelled. He and Sindala prepared several spells. As soon as they released a petrified ray, the battle was over.

"What should we do now?"

Sindala was cold, she was already very impatient. When I was discussing it just now, it was Renn who made the idea, but let the other party to escape, implying accountability.

Emilys's face was also not pretty.

"What can I do, chase again." Renne shrugged, as long as the metal marker keeps following, no matter where the druid escapes, he can find it himself.

The group mounted the Phantom Horse and set off again.

This time Blackhorn escaped far, and flew to a hundred miles away in one breath. After two or three hours of chasing, Ren and the others approached quietly and found that he had become an inconspicuous little tree, only two or three meters high. , Mixed in a forest, with fake and real.

Because of the experience of being found last time, Pointe Noire has become very alert.

Renn and the others were still discussing how to do it, he had a premonition that something was wrong, and turned into a gloomy leopard that escaped into the plane of shadow and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the plane of shadow will reject non-shadow creatures, and the black horns can't stay for a long time, and will return to the main material world within half an hour. The shadow plane and the main material world overlap in space. Even if the black angle is inside, Ren can sense his position.

But just knowing the location is useless, I can't catch him.

Noire, Rennes and others played a game of hide and seek and showed their transformation ability, almost without repetition.

War ancient trees, giant bears, shadow leopards, wind pengs, frost giants, flying horses, owls... all forms of transformation, all of which are legendary or above, and have different functions; they can become humans, taurens, and elves , Dwarves and goblins, across genders and races, can also become an unknown number of flowers, birds, fish and insects, mixed in the birds, insects, and fish; they can even become dead, inconspicuous stones, and rotten stakes. , A vine or a weed on the side of the road, the most exaggerated one becomes a mass of wind elements floating in the sky...

These all-encompassing deformations have opened everyone's eyes.

Countless transformation forms, but the real body has never appeared.

If Renn didn't use the "Shadow Incarnation" to determine that he was a black dragon, I'm afraid he would be uncertain.

However, no matter what the black horn turns into, there is nothing to hide in Ren's eyes. He can find each other with just a glance, even a cloud of air can pull it out.

Pointe-Noire repeatedly asked how Renn did it under angrily and frustrated many times.

But he never got an answer.

Relying on various forms of transformation, combined with the incomprehensible shadow incarnation, he can always escape from the encirclement of the four Rennes.

Of course, Renn and others did not make a ruthless hand, otherwise the winner would have been long ago.

Once again, Blackhorn escaped from the battle through the incarnation of the shadow and turned into a giant eagle flying away.

Emilys and the two dragons are very helpless.

They have experienced this situation too many times, each time only a little bit, and then watched the other side run away. They also tried to risk chasing with the body of a real dragon, but the flying speed of the bronze dragon and the frost sea dragon were not outstanding, and they couldn't catch up at all.

After a few days, the two sides fought dozens of times, and did not rest for a quarter of an hour. Except for Renn, who can absorb the soul to replenish the electricity, everyone else is a little tired.

"Dragon God is on!"

Regardless of his image, Galladeros sat down in the mud and yelled: "Even if this guy is a believer in the Dragon God, if he falls into my hands in the future, I must teach him a good lesson!"

Sindala next to her did not speak, but her cold eyes revealed her thoughts.

Emilys hesitated for a moment, and said, "Ren, or I should sound the horn to summon him?"

"It's useless to summon it." Ren shook his head.

The rule of Dragon Summoning is that in the process of surrendering, it cannot exceed the range of the horn sound, which is about a hundred miles in diameter. With the deformation ability of the black horn, such a large range is enough to escape the battle.

Unless he is alive or dead, Renn is not sure to take down the black dragon.

And also take into account the other people in the swamp, in short, it will not go well.

Amelis gradually became anxious, and Haitok was still waiting for her to go back to organize the army and logistics, so she couldn't waste too much time here. After thinking about it, she said with some discouragement: "Let's retreat first and save the opportunity to call again next time."

"No need to fix him next time, this time." Renn suddenly laughed, with a confident look.

Both dragons and one were refreshed and looked at him.

"Have you noticed that there are some mysteries in the place where he is hiding these days?" Renne asked, and found that Amelis and the others were shaking their heads, so they didn't show off and drew on the dry ground under their feet. .

This is a crude swamp map.

Ren was using a branch to poke points one after another on the map, and each point was the place where the black dragon once hid and stayed.

With more and more points, everyone saw some patterns.

"He has never left this neighborhood. He always goes in circles, and the farthest is less than two hundred miles. Why is this?" Rehn explained as he drew pictures, "Every time he hides, he subconsciously avoids. After opening this area, do you remember where this is?"

The branch points to the middle of the map, and dozens of points protruded from the branches are scattered around, forming a conspicuous blank.

Emily looked at the map carefully and suddenly shouted, "That's where we first met him."

"That's right." Galladeros also reacted.

Renn smiled and asked, "You said, why doesn't he want to stay in this area?"

"His lair!"

Galladeros immediately understood, "His dragon's nest must be in this area. He is afraid of being found by us accidentally, so he dare not get too close. But now there are too many people in the swamp looking for his nest. He didn't dare to go too far, so he could only take us around in circles."

Both Emilys and Sindala nodded again and again, with joy in their eyes.

"Ren, you are too careful!" Amelis exclaimed sincerely.

The environment in the swamp is complicated, and it is always shrouded in mist. It is difficult to identify the direction, let alone remember every black dragon's hiding spot and draw an accurate map.

Even Sindala, who always loves to stand up against Rennes, has nothing to say at the moment.

Renn smiled and accepted their compliments.

In fact, he noticed this detail in the first two days, and then used the distance measurement function of the mobile phone to mark the location of the black dragon each time he chased it, and cross-referenced, and finally got this crude map. Slightly sensing the metal mark, as expected, the black dragon still did not enter the area near the lair.

He got up and said, "Let's go, find his dragon's nest, and see when he can hide."

Soon after, Rein and others returned to the woods where they met the tauren a few days ago.

The woods were not big, and the traces of the fighting were still there. The two and the two dragons dispersed, searching the entire woods inside and out, but no clue was found.

But everyone did not give up.

The blank area drawn on Rennes's map is about seven miles vertically and horizontally, covering an area of ​​nearly fifty square miles. It will not take long to search through the carpet.

As a dragon clan, Galadelos betrayed the black dragon without hesitation. He said truthfully: "The black dragon’s lair is generally built in a dark cave, grotto, or submerged ruin. There must be water nearby, which can cover their independence. It smells of acid, and water flows from the nest to build a mirror pool to monitor the movement outside."

This information is very precious. Few outsiders know about it except the black dragon. Coincidentally, the red bronze dragon happens to be one of them.

Renn remembered the key point.

He looked at his map, and there was a winding and bifurcated river flowing in this swamp. Driving the Phantom Warhorse, running along the river, the eyes of the soul penetrated the fog, searching around like a radar for every sight.

A few hours later, on a weedy river beach, Renne found several collapsed rocks.

"ruins?"

With a thought, Rennes checked the rocks and the surrounding landscape.

Although after thousands of years, perhaps even tens of thousands of years of corrosion and weathering, most of the rocks have sunk into the ground, with only a few exposed, and the symbols engraved on them are also obscure, he still recognizes that this place once It is a temple built by a troll to worship a certain god.

Now there are only ruins.

Ren looked around, ruins, rivers, which all matched the characteristics of the black dragon's lair, and he sensed a faint wave of magic ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ very faint, almost imperceptible.

"There is a problem here."

The will of truth is working with full force, and the space and plane in front of you are revealed layer by layer.

The huge unmatched energy flows along the direction of Feng time.

Suddenly, a strange energy flow attracted attention, forming a whirlpool shape, which was particularly eye-catching. Half of the vortex was submerged in the ground, obviously under the control of the rune circle, and the other half was hidden in an inconspicuous hillside in the ruins.

This hillside is only a dozen meters high and is covered by many small trees and weeds, which is very inconspicuous.

Ren went to the bottom of the side of the hillside and pulled out the vines, revealing a wall made of rock, with thick moss growing on it, as if no one had moved for hundreds of years.

At first glance, this is just a long-abandoned stone wall without energy fluctuations.

Renn stood in front of the wall and observed for a moment, a smile on his lips.

He stretched out his hand and tapped a stone on the wall, as if it had touched the switch, and the dark gray runes and lines lit up, forming a tall magic door.

The magic gate is very complicated and mysterious, exuding the aura of ancient vicissitudes, obviously not easy to open.

Amelis, Galadelos, and Sindala all sensed the movement and hurried over and exclaimed excitedly: "Found it!" The red bronze dragon glanced at Might and Magic, and said cautiously: "Rene, this It's the Shadow Gate, which is equivalent to a seven-ring spell. It is difficult to open. We have to study it carefully and we must open it before the black dragon rushes back."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Ryan gave a faint smile, raised his hand and pressed it against the stone wall, and gently pushed, the complicated shadow gate opened silently as if it hadn't been locked.

Behind the door, a dazzling golden light shone out.