"Kill that damned black dragon!" Dana, the Dark Elves' matriarch, had lost her former beauty and stood there screaming with her hair in disarray.
As the black dragon thrashed about, the Dark Elves scattered to dodge him, occasionally encountering jets of flame and venom. Although the Dark Elves protected her, Dana still looked utterly bedraggled.
At Dana's command, the remaining Dark Elves launched fierce attacks on the seemingly blinded black dragon. Arrows and spells rained onto his body, worsening the injuries that already covered him.
As a Super-tier Magical Beast, the black dragon possessed unquestionable strength. Even these three hundred Dark Elves probably could not have severely wounded him if that male elf had not sacrificed his life to draw that strange bow.
By now, however, the already grievously wounded black dragon could no longer see his surroundings because of his injured eyes. His enormous body had become a living target. As his injuries mounted, his movements grew somewhat sluggish, and his attacks were far less powerful than before.
Several Dark Elves at the rear stood close to the stone wall behind which Han Shuo and the others waited. Having watched the entire battle, Han Shuo saw that the black dragon was failing and immediately nodded to the old Priest.
"Move the stone wall aside. Let's go out and finish things off." Han Shuo laughed sinisterly and instructed the old Priest.
After the old Priest relayed the order, the Troll Warriors, who were already prepared, immediately began moving the rocks blocking the valley. The Dark Elves had made preparations beforehand to finish off the survivors, digging a sloping, deep pit a short distance behind them. The Troll Warriors merely exerted a little strength to turn the thick pole the Dark Elves had set up, and the rocks tilted with the