Chapter 272: Chapter 140: Limbless Prisoner! Interrogation Healing Spell?
Duncan glanced over and immediately grew interested. He controlled the Monster Hunter to shoot another arrow, but the enemy seemed to have prepared in advance, unexpectedly rolling forward to evade the arrow.
Unfortunately, she still couldn’t escape. The Northern Land was extremely desolate, with an excellent view from above, so hiding in the forest was futile, as she was directly marked by the godly perspective of the projection page. By this time, someone had escaped far away, with only five enemies left scattering. One had already been shot dead, and the other three were dispersing in different directions, seemingly planning to increase their chances of survival.
"Did that dragon fly away?"
The bloodstained executioner breathed a sigh of relief, her face showing an expression of fear as she gritted her teeth and continued to sprint madly. As long as she entered the Cold-Climate Forest, she would have a chance to shake off the dragon.
"As long as I can escape!"
"Report the presence of a dragon here to the Empire! Report to the Priesthood!"
"It won’t take long."
"The Empress’s Dark Elf Forbidden Army will conquer this land, and the Empire’s Dragon Slaying Cannon can shoot down that damned beast!"
The bloodstained executioner faintly heard a scream; she knew another subordinate had been killed by the dragon.
At this moment, she was several kilometers away from the Juvenile Dragon.
Monster Hunter Duncan stood on the Juvenile Dragon’s spine, without hesitation, drew his bow and arrows, aiming at a bloodstained hunter who was sprinting madly through the wasteland. This enemy was also very smart, he was heading straight toward the river, plunging into the water would mean taking more time to chase him.
Whiz!
An arrow swiftly cut through the air.
The fleeing bloodstained hunter stumbled, and the next moment, the Juvenile Dragon’s figure dove down. Facing the charging Giant Dragon from behind, the bloodstained hunter showed a ferocious and ruthless expression, without hesitation, drawing the bloodstained battle blade in a desperate counterattack. However, the Juvenile Dragon suddenly ascended at a dozen meters above his head, right away the sound of breaking through the air was heard.
An Elf battle blade was thrown out!
Thud.
The bloodstained hunter stiffened, pierced through the chest by the battle blade. The Juvenile Dragon circled in mid-air, descending again, its sharp dragon claw effortlessly crushed his spine.
"It’s hard to fight in close combat without a Dragon Spear!"
Duncan was increasingly adept at handling now. It’s said that Dragon Knights are fierce, indeed they are, but weapon requirements are high, needing at least a five- or six-meter-long Dragon Spear to unleash power, otherwise they can only be used as a remote unit.
Regarding the Oathkeeper Longsword, no need to think, it’s too short.
At this point, the other Dark Elf bloodstained hunters were being killed one by one; the only survivor was the bloodstained executioner, who had sprinted away some five or six kilometers.
But that’s fine, this distance is easy for the Giant Dragon to catch up.
The storm roared.
When the bloodstained executioner heard the sound of the breaking wind in the sky, a hint of despair instantly appeared on her fierce face — she couldn’t escape anymore. She tried all ways to evade the enemy, but somehow, after killing the other bloodstained hunters, the enemy could still easily lock onto her position.
"Come on!"
The bloodstained executioner turned her head and shouted angrily, her voice hoarse and shrill, like a tormented person, as she had once treated others.
She gripped the sword hilt with both hands, her expression even more ferocious, provoking at the Giant Dragon in mid-air: "Come kill me!"
"You’re also unable to escape!"
"The Empire’s army will sooner or later conquer the Northern Land! When the Empress’s Forbidden Army steps on this land, the Giant Dragon can only submit or die!"
Unknown when it happened.
Duncan suddenly found he could vaguely understand the Dark Elf language, though it still required a bit of conversion time.
He couldn’t speak yet, nor fully understand, but the projection page would display translated text.
Meanwhile, some language talents were awakening.
——Oh, little one.
——It seems your talent is special, let me see what it is.
——Understanding languages? Mental communication? Few dragons awaken this talent early.
Unknown when, the Dragon heritage memory emerged again.
——This is a very dangerous enemy.
——If you want to kill her, it’s best not to hold back, don’t give the enemy any chance to turn the tables.
——If you want to capture her for intelligence.
——I suggest you break or chop off her limbs, then have the Catman vassals monitor her all the time.
——Remember, no matter what, don’t leave flaws.
Dimension Space.
Duncan originally intended to kill her, but considering the Dragon heritage memory’s opinion, capturing this bloodstained executioner wasn’t impossible, just that such an enemy was too strong, even as a captive, he must ensure she won’t threaten others.
Whiz.
An arrow swiftly cut through the air, hitting the bloodstained executioner’s abdomen with fierce despair on her face.
She also tried to dodge, using weapons to deflect the arrow, but it was impossible, the Elf War Bow was too powerful, and the arrow speed was fast, besides the enemy’s archery skill was nearing Master Level. Although power ceilings vary in different worlds, the skill in archery remains unchanged, except for the tool differences.
Mortal’s Master Level archery is pretty much the same.
Clearly he could kill her with one arrow, but the Summon Heroic Spirit on the Juvenile Dragon’s spine seemed unhurried, one arrow after another, soon five or six arrows were embedded in her body, Healing Spell couldn’t save her anymore.