Zhang Xiao straddled the dragon's back, the cold horse lance in his hand bobbing gently into the wind. His plan was simple.
If its magic resistance was high, he would use physical attacks. He would see whether the Armor-Piercing Cloud Gold Spear, reinforced with the Golden Light Spell, could pierce the basilisk's body!
Norbert spread his enormous wings and soared through the sky. The basilisk raised its head, warily tracking his movements.
As naturally occurring XXXXX-rated Fantastic Beasts, dragons were no less formidable than basilisks. But Norbert was only a year old. Compared with a basilisk that had lived for over a thousand years, he was barely out of his shell.
The two divine birds wheeled around Zhang Xiao. Fawkes was noticeably smaller than before, clearly having undergone rebirth recently and not yet fully recovered.
Yet Fawkes was unusually fierce, crying out and repeatedly making eager moves to take on the basilisk alone.
Judging by Bird Sis's reaction, Fawkes's language was evidently less than polite.
Zhang Xiao whirled the long horse lance like a windmill, shouting over the mournful rush of air:
"Norbert, barbecue!"
Norbert's narrow pupils instantly rounded. His murderous draconic face suddenly looked almost goofy.
He even began to drool. Raising his head, he gathered a savage heat, his long neck turning red as sparks danced across his fine scales.
Then his head lashed downward like a whip, and a stream of searing dragon flame erupted from his mouth.
Now!
Zhang Xiao stopped spinning his horse lance and pointed it at the dragon flame. "Whirlwind Sweep!"
A spiraling gale burst from the lance's tip. Fed by the wind, the flames surged higher, even twisting into a spiral under the fierce gusts.
To the basilisk's heat-sensitive vision, the raging pillar of fire was blindingly bright. It twisted its body