Chapter 343 Fire Dragon Melee
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 343 The melee of the fire dragon
Now, Kyle finally understood what Charlie meant just now.
A Hungarian Horntail roared and spewed dragon flames, completely breaking the surrounding calm.
Immediately afterwards, all kinds of fire dragons flew up like flying kites, roaring and spouting hot dragon flames.
The dragon breeders took out their broomsticks as quickly as possible and flew away from the venue.
"Damn it, Norbeta just gave birth to the dragon eggs!" Holman rushed out anxiously, "Why is it so early this time, don't they need to rest?"
"Be safe, Kyle!"
Charlie stuffed the scones in his pocket, got on his broomstick and followed.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the people around were reduced.
The rest of the people also put away their smiles and left the venue quickly.
"Let's go too." At this time, Newt came to Kyle's side, "Do you have a broomstick with you? If not, there should be a spare here."
"Yes." Kyle took out his Nimbus 2000, wondering: "But where are we going, shall we go with them to persuade Fire Dragon?"
Next to him, Edward Lima, who was passing by, paused when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Kyle.
Young man, your idea is very dangerous.
To persuade the fire dragon to fight?
The kid must be a Gryffindor!
"Of course not." Newt smiled and shook his head, explaining, "We can't stop the dragon from fighting, and we can't do that.
The fire dragon is a proud creature, and if a wizard intervenes, this kind of battle will never end.
For protected areas, this is a necessary process. "
Kyle followed Newt into the depths of the reserve and stopped on a hill.
"Then what are we going to do?"
"It's very simple, treat those fire dragons that have lost the battle and have surrendered, and don't let them die."
Newt took out three large bottles and handed them to Kyle.
"This is the potion needed to treat the fire dragon. The method of use is listed above. Take the time to read it, and don't make a mistake in a while."
Kyle quickly took the bottles.
A label on the largest bottle reads, "Burn, smear."
There is also white fresh essence, which Kyle knows, and it should be used to treat scratching and biting wounds.
The label on the last bottle reads Sleeping Potion...not life and death water, but a more powerful potion for beasts.
Kyle looked down at the potions, and Newt stared intently at the great melee in the sky.
after a long time……
The sky was getting darker and darker, and at night, the fighting still showed no sign of subsiding.
During this time, Kyle collected a total of two bottles of dragon blood, a small bag of dragon scales, seven broken teeth, and half a claw.
These have all fallen from the sky, and there are more elsewhere, but too far away for Kyle to reach.
And it's not just him doing it.
On another hill far away from them, a small black spot was moving quickly, collecting all the things like dragon scales and teeth on the ground.
It was a house-elf, but who brought it is unknown.
It's too far away to see clearly.
And those house elves almost all look alike, even if they can see Kyle clearly, they may not be able to recognize them.
The scuffle lasted from the afternoon until late at night.
There is no searchlight in the Fire Dragon Reserve, but the dragon flames in the sky illuminate the surroundings brightly.
About half an hour later, a light blue Swedish short-nosed dragon suddenly fell from the sky and crashed into a nearby forest.
"Is this considered a defeat?"
Kyle was about to go over to have a look, but he was stopped by a hand just two steps away.
Newt shook his head, "Not yet, wait."
As soon as his words fell, the dragon struggled again and flew up.
"We have to wait until the fire dragons take the initiative to admit defeat, or fall into a coma on the verge of death, before we can treat them."
Newt said: "Calm down, this is bound to be a very boring process."
"But what if you encounter those stubborn species who refuse to admit defeat." Kyle looked at the Swedish short-nosed dragon that couldn't even fly stably in the sky.
It almost broke its wings in order to compete with an Australian opaleye for a valley with lakes and valleys.
Of course, the Australian opaline was not much better. Half of the dragon blood Kyle collected was contributed by them.
"If you don't admit defeat, you can only wait for another situation." Newt said: "For Fire Dragon, losing consciousness in battle is tantamount to failure, but that situation may be more troublesome for us. .”
Another ten minutes passed...
The Swedish short-nosed dragon fell from the sky again. Its left wing was completely broken, hanging limply beside it, and its tail was missing.
The Australian opaleye followed, pinning its head with its claws and trying to bite off its neck.
The short-nosed dragon immediately let out a short and sharp hissing sound...
"It surrendered..."
Before Kyle could finish speaking, Newt had already left the hill, and his movements were so agile that he didn't look like a person in his 90s.
Opaleye Australia also let go of his mouth, and in a victorious gesture, he sprayed a cloud of dragon flames into the sky, and then spread his wings and flew away.
When Kyle rushed over, Newt was checking the condition of the short-nosed dragon.
In fact, this work is not as simple as imagined.
Originally, it would be annoying to lose... The fire dragon who was angry, no matter whether they came to help with treatment or what, they sneezed at Newt.
A ball of flames brushed his hair and fell to the trees behind him.
For this situation, Newt has long been familiar with it, and skillfully took out his wand.
"Passed out!"
The short-nosed dragon shook its head. Although it didn't pass out completely, it finally became quieter.
"I'll leave it to you." Newt said without turning his head, as he applied the white essence to its neck.
Kyle sighed.
The co-author is a translator, right...
But how should I put it, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, and he was used to it.
It is nothing more than chatting with invisible beasts, birds and snakes before, but now it is replaced by fire dragons, there is no difference in essence.
Kyle walked up to the head of the Swedish Brachysaurus and said a few words to it.
After realizing that he could understand the words of the human wizard, the short-nosed dragon raised his head somewhat unexpectedly.
But soon, it also felt a lot more comfortable in the injured place, and then slightly closed its eyes.
Its throat moved and it made a very soft grunt.
Hearing this voice, Newt said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's much more convenient to bring you here, otherwise I would have to use potions to quiet it down.
Was it expressing thanks just now? "
"no……"
The corner of Kyle's mouth twitched, "Actually, it's scolding us for being nosy, and it's ugly."
Newt paused for a moment in the hand holding the bottle.
"Let me say forget it."
Kyle said angrily: "The white fresh essence is so expensive, it's a bit of a waste to use it."
Now, Kyle finally understood what Charlie meant just now.
A Hungarian Horntail roared and spewed dragon flames, completely breaking the surrounding calm.
Immediately afterwards, all kinds of fire dragons flew up like flying kites, roaring and spouting hot dragon flames.
The dragon breeders took out their broomsticks as quickly as possible and flew away from the venue.
"Damn it, Norbeta just gave birth to the dragon eggs!" Holman rushed out anxiously, "Why is it so early this time, don't they need to rest?"
"Be safe, Kyle!"
Charlie stuffed the scones in his pocket, got on his broomstick and followed.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the people around were reduced.
The rest of the people also put away their smiles and left the venue quickly.
"Let's go too." At this time, Newt came to Kyle's side, "Do you have a broomstick with you? If not, there should be a spare here."
"Yes." Kyle took out his Nimbus 2000, wondering: "But where are we going, shall we go with them to persuade Fire Dragon?"
Next to him, Edward Lima, who was passing by, paused when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Kyle.
Young man, your idea is very dangerous.
To persuade the fire dragon to fight?
The kid must be a Gryffindor!
"Of course not." Newt smiled and shook his head, explaining, "We can't stop the dragon from fighting, and we can't do that.
The fire dragon is a proud creature, and if a wizard intervenes, this kind of battle will never end.
For protected areas, this is a necessary process. "
Kyle followed Newt into the depths of the reserve and stopped on a hill.
"Then what are we going to do?"
"It's very simple, treat those fire dragons that have lost the battle and have surrendered, and don't let them die."
Newt took out three large bottles and handed them to Kyle.
"This is the potion needed to treat the fire dragon. The method of use is listed above. Take the time to read it, and don't make a mistake in a while."
Kyle quickly took the bottles.
A label on the largest bottle reads, "Burn, smear."
There is also white fresh essence, which Kyle knows, and it should be used to treat scratching and biting wounds.
The label on the last bottle reads Sleeping Potion...not life and death water, but a more powerful potion for beasts.
Kyle looked down at the potions, and Newt stared intently at the great melee in the sky.
after a long time……
The sky was getting darker and darker, and at night, the fighting still showed no sign of subsiding.
During this time, Kyle collected a total of two bottles of dragon blood, a small bag of dragon scales, seven broken teeth, and half a claw.
These have all fallen from the sky, and there are more elsewhere, but too far away for Kyle to reach.
And it's not just him doing it.
On another hill far away from them, a small black spot was moving quickly, collecting all the things like dragon scales and teeth on the ground.
It was a house-elf, but who brought it is unknown.
It's too far away to see clearly.
And those house elves almost all look alike, even if they can see Kyle clearly, they may not be able to recognize them.
The scuffle lasted from the afternoon until late at night.
There is no searchlight in the Fire Dragon Reserve, but the dragon flames in the sky illuminate the surroundings brightly.
About half an hour later, a light blue Swedish short-nosed dragon suddenly fell from the sky and crashed into a nearby forest.
"Is this considered a defeat?"
Kyle was about to go over to have a look, but he was stopped by a hand just two steps away.
Newt shook his head, "Not yet, wait."
As soon as his words fell, the dragon struggled again and flew up.
"We have to wait until the fire dragons take the initiative to admit defeat, or fall into a coma on the verge of death, before we can treat them."
Newt said: "Calm down, this is bound to be a very boring process."
"But what if you encounter those stubborn species who refuse to admit defeat." Kyle looked at the Swedish short-nosed dragon that couldn't even fly stably in the sky.
It almost broke its wings in order to compete with an Australian opaleye for a valley with lakes and valleys.
Of course, the Australian opaline was not much better. Half of the dragon blood Kyle collected was contributed by them.
"If you don't admit defeat, you can only wait for another situation." Newt said: "For Fire Dragon, losing consciousness in battle is tantamount to failure, but that situation may be more troublesome for us. .”
Another ten minutes passed...
The Swedish short-nosed dragon fell from the sky again. Its left wing was completely broken, hanging limply beside it, and its tail was missing.
The Australian opaleye followed, pinning its head with its claws and trying to bite off its neck.
The short-nosed dragon immediately let out a short and sharp hissing sound...
"It surrendered..."
Before Kyle could finish speaking, Newt had already left the hill, and his movements were so agile that he didn't look like a person in his 90s.
Opaleye Australia also let go of his mouth, and in a victorious gesture, he sprayed a cloud of dragon flames into the sky, and then spread his wings and flew away.
When Kyle rushed over, Newt was checking the condition of the short-nosed dragon.
In fact, this work is not as simple as imagined.
Originally, it would be annoying to lose... The fire dragon who was angry, no matter whether they came to help with treatment or what, they sneezed at Newt.
A ball of flames brushed his hair and fell to the trees behind him.
For this situation, Newt has long been familiar with it, and skillfully took out his wand.
"Passed out!"
The short-nosed dragon shook its head. Although it didn't pass out completely, it finally became quieter.
"I'll leave it to you." Newt said without turning his head, as he applied the white essence to its neck.
Kyle sighed.
The co-author is a translator, right...
But how should I put it, this kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, and he was used to it.
It is nothing more than chatting with invisible beasts, birds and snakes before, but now it is replaced by fire dragons, there is no difference in essence.
Kyle walked up to the head of the Swedish Brachysaurus and said a few words to it.
After realizing that he could understand the words of the human wizard, the short-nosed dragon raised his head somewhat unexpectedly.
But soon, it also felt a lot more comfortable in the injured place, and then slightly closed its eyes.
Its throat moved and it made a very soft grunt.
Hearing this voice, Newt said with a smile: "Sure enough, it's much more convenient to bring you here, otherwise I would have to use potions to quiet it down.
Was it expressing thanks just now? "
"no……"
The corner of Kyle's mouth twitched, "Actually, it's scolding us for being nosy, and it's ugly."
Newt paused for a moment in the hand holding the bottle.
"Let me say forget it."
Kyle said angrily: "The white fresh essence is so expensive, it's a bit of a waste to use it."
