Just when everyone was worried about whether Maggie could survive, several green lights shot out from the flames, and then seven Maggies wearing butterfly wings appeared in the air, each holding a red and green sword in their hands.
They flew at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by the dissipated emerald green magic power, circling around the black dragon like ribbons. On the red swords, the inscriptions flowed, flashing with dangerous light, and cutting wounds on the dragon's body.
Black scales splashed, hot dragon blood dripped into the lake, and bursts of white steam rose.
Faced with these fast-flying butterflies, the black dragon's huge body made it difficult to dodge, so it flew directly into the sky. The cold air swept across its body, covering its pure black scales with a layer of white frost.
As they were chasing in the sky, all their speed was used to move upwards, so Maggie found it difficult to kill the giant dragon that Xing Liu had transformed into, until it reached an altitude of ten thousand meters where the wind was fierce and fierce.
Just when the students below couldn't see clearly what was happening above, a huge black shadow fell from the sky at a high speed, like a comet, and seven emerald green figures followed closely behind it, but it was difficult to catch up.
The dragon's heavy body has certain advantages in breaking through air resistance when falling, and although the butterfly wings are flexible, they cannot match in terms of toughness and acceleration.
The black dragon fell directly into the lake, splashing water more than a hundred meters high. Before Maggie could get close, a blazing stream gushed out from the bottom of the lake, sweeping across the sky, directly submerging the three butterfly-winged figures and turning them into black smoke.
The remaining four Maggies dodged in all directions, then shot their emerald green swords into the lake. The lake water churned and rolled violently. Dead branches like tree roots spread under the water and kept entwining around it, binding the black dragon. Just as the black dragon was about to flap its wings and fly, the four Maggies gathered together again, and the four swords became one, chiseling on the top of the dragon's head like a blood-red iron drill.
The dragon howled, blood and scales splattered, and its upward momentum paused. Then more vines rose from the lake, constantly wrapping around the dragon, and becoming thicker and thicker, dragging the black dragon into the water step by step.
At this time, the four butterfly-winged figures gathered in the air again.
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