Bang—!
After the tremendous crash came the Green Dragon's furious roar.
A large patch of Scale Armor at the corner of its left eye had shattered, fragments spraying in every direction, blood pouring down. Its golden dragon pupil was smeared over by the gushing blood, half its vision dyed crimson.
The agony briefly robbed it of judgment. It could not even determine Little Black's current position. The furious Green Dragon gave up searching, opened its massive jaws, and spewed venomous breath indiscriminately in every direction!
Behind the Green Dragon, Norris listened to the sizzling sound of the shield being corroded and asked worriedly, "Will Sister Black be all right?"
The Yellow Book in his hands lazily produced a line of text:
[Why don't you worry about yourself first?]
Norris glanced at the shield gradually fading, swallowed, and said, "Since Boss made arrangements, it should be fine, right—"
[If you die and turn into a Puji, Boss probably won't see much difference.]
Norris thought about it, but could not find anything to refute that with—
In the distance, amid the dense poisonous fog, a cloud of corrosive black mist barely propped up a small space, keeping the Green Dragon's poisonous fog outside.
Little Black's Dragon Breath was not high-level, but against the Green Dragon's broad, indiscriminate breath, spitting out a patch of space to protect herself was still no problem.
Thanks to the buffer of the Green Dragon's scales and flesh, Little Black had not passed out directly after the impact.
Once the poisonous fog thinned slightly, dragon and half-dragon crashed together again.
Little Black's brain did not work well. Everyone knew that. But once a fight started, her body was much faster than her brain.
The Green Dragon surpassed her in size and strength. Its scales were thicker, its claws