With a wet squelch.
The Pure Skeleton Dragon, pained, lashed its tail against Jiang Han's Mage Armor, sending her slight body flying. In midair, she glanced at the gunaxe that had been flung to the ground, then leisurely swept her gaze over the Pure Skeleton Dragon's head.
One of the beast's horns had been cut off, and a long, deep wound had been carved across the top of its head.
The Pure Skeleton Dragon let out a piercing dragon roar at Jiang Han, kicked off with both feet, and fled into the forest.
Whoosh—
Li Li flung out a spiderweb, tightly entangling the fleeing dragon.
The Fox Witch snapped her fingers four or five times in succession. Dozens of gunshots burst out, and countless magic missiles struck the Pure Skeleton Dragon's body.
Flesh burst open, dragon scales flew, and its roar gradually weakened.
The Pure Skeleton Dragon's struggles grew fainter and fainter, weakness showing in its golden vertical pupils.
Jiang Han pointed her index finger at it, constructing the model of a magic missile in her mind.
Bang!
Dozens of times the mana normally required for a magic missile poured in. The magic missile Jiang Han fired split apart in midair, ultimately forming a cone-shaped storm of missiles that engulfed the Pure Skeleton Dragon wrapped in the web.
Thud-thud-thud!
A dozen sprays of dirt and blood exploded from the Pure Skeleton Dragon's body and the soil around it.
Li Li, who was also firing magic missiles, shot Jiang Han a surprised look, then suspiciously glanced at her own magic missiles, seemingly baffled by the destructive power.
This was what barbarians with abundant mana were like... Jiang Han kept a straight face and unleashed another storm of missiles, doing her best to wear an expression that said, *It happened. Don't ask