"What's wrong?"
Joey didn't stop what she was doing and asked a question.
"This beast is trying to escape!"
The man didn't stop swinging his short axe; he continued chopping, just like a woodcutter.
"Trying to escape?"
Joey panicked as soon as he heard this. He didn't want all his hard work to be for nothing. He turned to the man, hoping he could offer a solution.
"Put that Dragon-Slaying Pestle in there, otherwise I won't be able to control him!"
The man also became anxious. He had already used a lot of props, which had cost a lot of money to make, and he couldn't let them go to waste.
"Dragon-slaying pestle?"
"That oversized arrow that it threw on the ground!"
"But I can't keep up with that speed!"
Joey is now just anxiously waiting.
He had already used all his strength to dodge the red dragon's attack, and if he were to pick up the dragon-slaying pestle on the ground, not only would he not have enough time, but he might also end up like the bearded man, being hit by the red dragon's head or tail and losing his fighting ability.
"Puff puff..."
Without the Dragon-Slaying Pestle hindering them, the Red Dragon began to flap its wings, and Joey and the others were instantly blasted several meters away.
"It's all for nothing!"
The man angrily threw the short axe on the ground, looking at the red dragon that was slowly rising, feeling very unwilling.
Joey saw all of this and was thinking about how to turn the tide.
(Grab the Dragon-Slaying Pestle, jump onto the red dragon's back, and plunge the Pestle into its head. Done!)
It doesn't seem that difficult, but the speed needs to be greatly improved. At this point, it would be great to have an airplane or rocket.
Rocket?
Suddenly, Joey had a flash of inspiration; he seemed to actually have such a thing.
He pulled out the rocket boots he had almost forgotten from his waist bag and quickly put them on, following the steps he remembered.
Joey wanted to shout, "Activate, rocket boots!" but then felt it was inappropriate and a little embarrassing, so he held back.
"call out!"
As soon as Joey activated his rocket boots, his body shot forward like an arrow, the intense push giving him the feeling of driving an Formula 1 car.
The man and Sergeant Medes both looked on in astonishment as Joey quickly picked up the Dragon Slayer Pole and rushed toward the red dragon.
With the red dragon's limbs off the ground, Joey had no more worries and charged straight at it.
"Clap clap clap..."
The rocket boots then made a crackling sound, seemingly the sound of an engine exploding.
(I hope it doesn't break down at this time. What kind of cheap stuff is this? These goblins wouldn't be so rip-off, would they?)
Joey was absolutely certain he could get on the red dragon's back, but his rocket boots suddenly malfunctioned, and his body became somewhat out of control, swaying uncontrollably.
While suspended in mid-air, he could only grab at whatever he could reach and hold on tightly.
"It's over!"
Joey's heart sank. He couldn't get onto the safe back; he was now clinging to the red dragon's foreleg, its sharp claws seemingly forged from steel.
The red dragon had already taken to the air, and looked down at Joey on its lap, feeling rather smug.
Instead of attacking Joey, it flew higher and higher.
"Captain Joey!"
Sergeant Medes shouted excitedly.
But the sound of the wind in Joey's ears had already drowned out his shouts.
"Is this guy trying to kill me?"
Joey probably can't shove the dragon-slaying club into the red dragon's head now. He stares at the red dragon's legs that he's holding, and he can almost hear its heart pounding.
"Hehehe, don't blame me for that!"
Joey's lips curled into a wicked smile, and an evil thought formed in his mind.
He gripped the red dragon's leg tightly with his left hand, and with his right hand he weighed the dragon-slaying pestle, adjusting the angle.
"Sizzle!"
The dragon-slaying pestle pierced the red dragon's flesh from bottom to top, reaching its beating heart.
The blood on Joey's head gushed out like a waterfall, soaking him from head to toe, making him look like a blood-soaked man who had just crawled out of a pool of blood.
"roar!"
The red dragon screamed repeatedly, its limbs thrashing violently, and its wings flapping wildly.
"Hey, hey, hey, make sure you land safely first, please don't crash!"
Joey was still a little scared from being shaken, and she clung tightly to the red dragon's front legs, afraid that she might fall off if she wasn't careful.
The red dragon was too preoccupied with Joey's leg to care about now; it was only trying to use its front paws to pull out the dragon-slaying pestle that was stuck in its heart, because the thing was causing it great pain.
After a long struggle, it finally managed to reach the Dragon-Slaying Pestle with its sharp claws. With a mighty pull, it managed to pull the Dragon-Slaying Pestle out.
However, things didn't go as planned. After the Dragon-Slaying Pestle was pulled out, the Red Dragon not only didn't feel any better, but because the wound wasn't plugged by the pestle, a hole the size of an arm immediately appeared, and the amount of blood gushing out was even more bizarre.
"roar!"
The red dragon let out a final, mournful cry, its wings drooped abruptly, and its entire body began to freefall, falling from a great height.
"My life is over!"
The speed of the fall was very fast. At this moment, Joey fully understood the definition of Newtonian mechanics, and he did not think he could survive at this speed of fall.
"Meow!"
A cry from Xiao Hei suddenly came from beside my ear.
"Little Black?"
Joey had completely forgotten about the little black dog that had been sleeping on her since they left Ashfurnace City, but it suddenly called out to her that she remembered it.
"Alright, I should have kept you here first. Now we've ended up with both you and your unborn child dead!"
"I didn't mean anything by it. I meant that one corpse is this red dragon, and two lives are the two of us!"
Joey gave a wry smile, realizing that his last joke before his death was indeed a bit lacking in skill.
"Meow!"
Little Black barked again, ignoring Joey who had already resigned herself to her fate.
Just as the red dragon's corpse was about ten meters from the ground, Joey suddenly felt the ring on his finger tremble slightly, and a very familiar shield unfolded around him, enveloping him.
"Bang!"
The red dragon's corpse crashed down, raising a cloud of dust.
"Cough cough cough, how did this shield disappear? I've eaten a mouthful of dirt!"
Joey coughed violently. He had just been enjoying the shield and had no idea that it would disappear the moment he landed.
"team leader!"
"team leader!"
Sergeant Medes' voice came from afar, growing louder as it approached.
"I'm fine!"
Joey cleared his throat and gave a perfunctory reply.
With these words, Sergeant Medes, who had been extremely anxious, was relieved and did not rush into the flying dust.
"He's still alive? This kid's skin is probably tougher than my tortoise's shell!"
The man who walked slowly also heard Joey's voice. He didn't notice the suddenly appearing shield, but at the same time, he became curious about Joey.
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