Another level 16, elite+ spellcaster.
So familiar...
Xiluo stared at the man, unable to help grumbling inwardly.
He recalled the scenes on Demon Island when a certain spellcaster had used Shapechange to ambush dragons.
Suspicion filled Xiluo's eyes as he looked at him.
Could this fellow be that old bastard Buck again?
Even now, the Crown Prince still hasn't given up?
Or has his supply of dragon blood been cut off?
Has that secretly captured dragon died?
"Now I'm really in trouble."
The spellcaster's expression darkened.
Being surrounded by three dragons at once, especially Xiluo Utrasis, had practically driven him into a corner.
Never mind taking on a dragon alone.
Even if he were to fight Xiluo Utrasis one-on-one, he had no confidence he could win!
Especially now that the dragon hostage had been rescued.
The spellcaster inwardly cursed his predicament, glanced at the ground, and dared not act rashly.
He did not consider taking the blue dragon hostage again. That was unrealistic.
In terms of mobility, he was no match whatsoever for the blue dragon Xiluo Utrasis.
The wind elemental power around his opponent had long since grown so dense that it covered his entire body.
His speed was simply beyond comparison.
The plan had failed completely, with no room to turn things around.
The spellcaster was keenly aware of that.
Now, then, he needed to find a way to break past these dragons and escape...
His eyes narrowed slightly.
The Spatial Ring on the spellcaster's hand flashed.
A scroll appeared.
Immediately afterward, the magic power throughout his body erupted.
The scroll activated, white light enveloping him completely, and his figure swiftly vanished.
"It's a random Teleportation Scroll!"
Seeing the spellcaster disappear, the young she-dragon cried out and began looking around for him.
**"Roar! You damned bastard! Don't run!