After hearing the dragon roar, Aaron realized that he might have hit a friendly force.
Sighing, Aaron asked Vereesa to stay where he was and go over to see the situation.
Although Aaron guessed that what he shot down was a giant dragon, there are other possibilities, and not all giant dragons can communicate with each other in a friendly manner.
You must know that the dragons of this era have not yet encountered all kinds of disasters. Even Blue Dragonflight, the smallest tribe, still has the strength to destroy a human country. The other four races can be said to be prosperous. After all, with Life-Binder around, it is difficult not to prosper.
Aaron guesses that there are three main possibilities for the dragons that may appear here: either they are Green Dragonflight from Val'sharah. As allies of Jade Dreamer and Night Elf, it is normal for Green Dragonflight to appear in Val'sharah, which is said to be the closest environment to Emerald Dream to Azeroth. After that, it is not impossible to come to Azsuna to hang out.
Either Black Dragonflight from Highmountain, Black Dragon King's lair Highmountain underground. Although the current Black Dragonflights have been hunted by dragons for tens of thousands of years, Highmountain still has a biological son of Deathwing - Black Dragon Prince Ebyssian, it is not impossible that Black Dragonflight, who is currently pretending to be Highmountain Tauren, turns into a prototype and comes to Azsuna for some air.
The last possibility is that, Blue Dragonflight, there is a lair of Blue Dragonflight just north of the ruins of Nar'thalas. To be honest, this is the biggest possibility that Aaron thinks. Moreover, the combat effectiveness of Blue Dragonflight has always been very problematic. The next Aspect of the Blue has a dark history of being shot down with a musket.
"Here, let me see which unlucky guy was shot down by the dwarf's musket." Aaron muttered maliciously, pushing aside the bushes and weeds in front of him, and walked towards the place where the incessant dragon roar came from.
Judging from the dragon roars from time to time, this giant dragon seemed to have encountered some trouble. According to Aaron's knowledge, before the demons came to the Broken Islands, there were not many creatures in Azuna that could pose a threat to the dragons. This made Aaron even more suspicious that he had shot down a blue dragon. It was not that Aaron looked down on these blue dragons, but there was a creature in this area that liked the delicious blue dragons very much, but these guys were quite difficult to deal with.
"Roar!" Just when Aaron was about to approach the crash site of the unlucky dragon, a dragon roar containing anger suddenly exploded, and the dark forest at night was also illuminated by a purple light.
Aaron, who had a guilty conscience, thought that the dragon might not discover him at that time, but Aaron was not too afraid of this. He had once faced Red Dragonflight controlled by Dragonmaw Orcs, and the dragon breath of the young dragons catalyzed by magic could not break through Aaron Divine Shield, I think this dragon that can be shot down with a musket shouldn't be too strong.
Just after Aaron applied a layer of Divine Shield to himself, he discovered that the dragon's breath was not directed at him, but the brilliance of Holy Light on Aaron's body obviously also exposed his existence. A huge voice exploded in the forest. "Who is it?"
Aaron had no choice but to take out his shield and sword, push aside the last layer of vines and weeds blocking the way, and appear on the battlefield.
The two sides fighting in front of them were a Blue Dragonflight and a dozen purple humanoid creatures with bent backs.
That Blue Dragonflight was about five or six meters long. Compared with the Red Dragonflight that Aaron had seen before, Blue Dragonflight's body was more slender. Its wide wings were folded on both sides of the body, and its long tail swung from time to time to knock away enemies that came around behind it.
The smooth blue scales covering the body of this Blue Dragonflight have a faint purple Arcane glow, and the white bone plates on its back that have not completely faded away show that this Blue Dragonflight is still in its young stage.
The dragon at this stage has moved away from the cute shape of the big dragon with a short tail. Although its flying ability is not as good as that of an adult dragon, it already possesses the basic characteristics of a dragon. It only needs to grow slowly to become the undisputed overlord of the Azeroth sky.
After hearing the dragon roar, Aaron realized that he might have hit a friendly force.
Sighing, Aaron asked Vereesa to stay here and went over to see the situation. By the way, he handed the musket to Vereesa.
The enemies that were entangled with this beautiful blue baby dragon looked ugly. The clothes they were wearing were in tatters, their entire bodies were hunched over, and all the hair on their heads where the hair should have been had fallen off, revealing a purple scalp, and two long ears extending back from the side of their heads.
Their faces looked very shriveled and full of unnatural wrinkles, and their cheeks were deeply sunken. The rational brilliance of intelligent creatures could no longer be seen in their turbid blue-purple eyes, and only wild beast-like roars came out of their mouths. Only the weapons they held in their hands could still show their identity as intelligent creatures.
Looking at this group of humanoids who were almost as skinny as skeletons, Aaron nodded silently. "It is indeed Withered."
If we were to explain the origin of Withered in detail, the rest of this chapter would probably not hold up. To give a brief introduction, these Withered are a group of elves who were exiled by their compatriots. Because they were cut off from the source of their magic power, their sanity was completely eroded by the desire for magic power, and their bodies also became as thin as firewood because they lost the nourishment of magic power.
The reason why this group of Withereds who have lost their minds and only act on instinct will attack this Blue Dragonflight is obvious - Aspect of Magic who has been personally blessed by Titans, Blue Dragonflight's Arcane energy can simply overflow. For this group of Withered who have lost their minds, Blue Dragonflight who is alone is simply the most delicious food.
Normally, a young dragon capable of long-distance flight would never be surrounded by a group of beast-like Withered, but the condition of this Blue Dragonflight is obviously a little abnormal. The hole on its left wing silently accuses someone of someone's atrocities.
Because its huge size is not conducive to movement in the narrow forest, although this Blue Dragonflight is enough to crush the Withereds in all aspects, it is still a bit difficult to deal with these Withereds that rely on instinct to move, especially when some Withereds can't wait to start absorbing the Arcane energy in their bodies.
"Don't be afraid, I'm coming." Aaron quietly hid the musket, raised his shield and rushed out.
Facing this group of Withered and Aaron, whose defense is almost zero, they have nothing to fear. Although these guys may be able to rely on instinct to release some simple spells, since these guys can't even cope with a Blue Dragonflight who is unable to move, and Aaron has only one possibility of defeat.
The targets Aaron chose were the Withereds that were absorbing the magic power of Blue Dragonflight. They were located just beside Blue Dragonflight. Due to the trees in the forest, it was difficult for Blue Dragonflight to hit them with either dragon's breath or tail, but for Aaron, it was easy to deal with them.
These Withered seem to have only the instinct to continuously absorb magic power. Even when faced with the sharp sword in Aaron's hand, they have no intention of dodging. Aaron can solve these Withered who are addicted to dragon-sucking and unable to extricate themselves.
Blue Dragonflight, who was freed from the shackles of Withered, once again breathed out and eliminated the enemy in front of him. The remaining Withered seemed to finally realize that they might no longer be able to enjoy delicious food and might become food for the dragon. The fear in their hearts finally overpowered their thirst for magic power, and they quickly dispersed.
"Friend, thank you for your help." Seeing that the battle was over, the Blue Dragonflight's shining eyes stared closely at Aaron for a while before slowly lowering his head and looking straight at Aaron.
"You're welcome, you're welcome." Aaron thought to himself, if you knew why you were in this situation, you probably wouldn't have thanked me but pounced on me and sprayed me to death with a breath of dragon's breath.
"You seem to be unable to fly?" Aaron pretended to walk to the side of Blue Dragonflight and looked at the holes in its wings, but he was a little embarrassed in his heart. The damage was at most the size of a palm, so it wouldn't make a Blue Dragonflight unable to fly.
"That wound is not a problem, but I was ambushed by a despicable Nightfallen. It used a spell to limit my ability to fly. With this wound, I fell. Otherwise, how could I be surrounded by a group of Withered?!"
"Oh, it turns out that the dwarf muskets are not so powerful." Aaron breathed a sigh of relief and comforted himself in his heart, but there was a sense of loss mixed with regret in his heart, as if an achievement was missing.