Chapter 437 Each fights on its own
The Wandering Stalker is a mecha developed by a witch. Their specifications and styles are relatively uniform, but the materials used in their manufacture affect their defense and output power, and also make these mechas strong or weak.

The highly concentrated artillery fire actually blasted through the body of the demon dragon, and the Demon-Destroying Cannon that passed through the body even hit Mu Hua. The powerful impact and the energy that could produce cell decomposition effects broke up dozens of layers of bone shields on Mu Hua's body.

Penelope was a little surprised to see that the bombardment was actually blocked by Mu Hua's undead bone shield.

She had already discovered that the young necromancer in front of her was quite odd. Apart from those unreasonable dragons, he specialized in dispelling magic and his skills in defensive magic were also very high.

But this guy doesn't seem to know any advanced magic, and he probably hasn't even learned a few intermediate magics.

This is a crooked wizard. Although he has mastered blood mimicry, his melee level is average. His combat power is basically reflected in the abilities derived from jealousy.

He is still very young, and with careful planning, it is not impossible to take his life. Even if he is a monster with super-fast regeneration!

"Barber, Doris!" Penelope shouted to her companions after failing to hit the target. It was unknown what she wanted to say, but she herself soared into the sky.

"Doris!" The big devil shouted to the devil Jeante, but the imagined tacit understanding did not appear. Instead, the devil Jeante showed an ugly smile.

"Barber, I'm sorry, the materials you provided are too few, and there is no dragon power potion left. I guess I will have to use the last one myself." As the demon Rante said this, he quickly distanced himself from Barber, but his pair of dark eyes were staring at Tuesday who was beside Mu Hua.

"Go." Pointing to the sky, the magic dragon beside Mu Hua soared into the sky, filled with gray mist, and chased after Penelope.

Penelope's Wandering Hunter was very advanced. It had soared to a height of a thousand meters in the blink of an eye. The armor did not spread its wings. It flew with the help of the colorful feathers around its body. Looking up, it looked like a beautiful jellyfish in the sky.

"Tuesday, summon the headless knight and capture that Jeante. She should be the same as you." Mu Hua pointed at the demon Jeante from a distance, but the spear held by the Touch of Jealousy was pointing at the great demon Barber.

There was a thunderous sound in the sky, and four magic dragons chased Penelope and bit her. She used the mecha armor to get rid of Mu Hua's lock, but Penelope also gave up her own spellcasting ability, and used the powerful mecha armor to negotiate with the magic dragons, trying to escape and get rid of the magic dragons' pursuit.

A dusty gray fog of death spread and fell, and the plants in the entire academy withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dragon is very dangerous. Even if it just flaps its wings, it looks like a gray moth spreading a strong breath of death, not to mention in a fierce battle.

This is also the reason why Mu Hua has never dared to pull them out. They are too conspicuous and have too bad an impact on the outside world.

"Ang!" The dragon head roared, and the evil dragon that had just been pierced by Penelope had recovered.

The magic dragons have the ability to regenerate. Their attack power may be weaker than that of evil dragons, but they have the difficult characteristics of skeleton undead. Tuesday, who had been granted summoning authority by Mu Hua earlier, also summoned the Terror Riders.

Dozens of Terror Riders jumped onto the dragon's back. The recovered dragon carried the Terror Riders into the sky and joined the group of dragons chasing Penelope. It also allowed the Terror Riders to jump onto the backs of other dragons and take on the responsibilities of a knight.

That's right, knight. Dragons are indeed very fierce and their movements are extremely agile, but their bodies are still too huge. In a battle of the same level, they are at a great disadvantage when being closely entangled by "slender" wandering hunters.

The terror riders on their backs can drive Penelope away to a great extent, preventing Penelope from finding blind spots on the dragon's body that are difficult to reach. Then, when the dragon counterattacks, Penelope, wearing the armor, still has to carefully avoid it.

Dragon roars, breaths, artillery fire, and light blades that broke through the waves. The flashing explosion points in the sky merged into one. Inside the academy, the remaining Terror Riders cooperated with several other magic dragons to encircle and suppress the enemies on the ground.

"Follower?" Penelope was entangled with the dragon, and Tuesday also faced the Ranter demon named Doris. About three meters tall, with slender fingers like dead branches without claws, thin, ugly, leaning on a staff, and if she put on a dirty wizard hat, she would look like a witch boiling medicine in front of a crucible.

Ranth demons are different from most demons. They lack aggressive signs, just like their appearance. They are good at natural mystics and making potions.

However, although Doris in front of him was in the form of a Ranth demon, she was essentially a cursed demon that had evolved to the level of death, just like Tuesday.

Since she doesn't seem to care much whether Penelope lives or dies, Tuesday asks her if she ever signed a slavery contract.

"Haha, I never thought I would meet someone of my kind here. You are the first of your kind that I have met. Big devil, you are so lucky."

"I have a cooperative relationship with them, a servant contract. But I don't like danger, and I don't like what Penelope is going to do."

"I plan to seek refuge with the Lord of the Courtyard here. If Penelope dies, it may be more convenient for me."

"Can you let me go? In this way, we can fight more moderately. I don't care whether they live or die." Doris cautiously distanced herself from Tuesday, holding a bottle of potion in her hand, and said to Tuesday.

"Surrender or die. My master needs you. You should know that you will be treated well." Tuesday said to Doris as he moved.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Tuesday and Doris were also distancing themselves from Mu Hua and Bob.

Tuesday doesn't like Mu Hua taking in a family, but Doris is different. Of course, Tuesday is not just thinking about Mu Hua.

With the form of a great demon, Tuesday is no longer as fragile as before. If Mu Hua can take Doris in, she won't have to stay in Mu Hua's body all day. Doris can take over and tickle Mu Hua, and she will be freer.

"You accepted a human's slavery? Even if he is the original sin, isn't the brain of a female devil abnormal?" Doris was surprised, and her words were full of resistance. Without waiting for Tuesday to say more, she poured the dragon power potion in her hand into her mouth.

"Boom~!" As the potion took his mouth, blood and energy broke through his body, making the demon's body seem to expand twice. The blood and energy spreading around his body formed a diffusing earth ring around it.

When Barber, who was confronting Mu Hua, saw the situation over there, a brief flash of relief appeared in his eyes, and Tuesday's brows were wrinkled, and the Grim Reaper's scythe swirled around his body.

"You are not fit for fighting. Even if you cast a spell, the odds of victory are on our side now." Tuesday said to Doris. It was rare for him to persuade a demon to surrender, and Doris' resistance made Tuesday very unhappy.

Claws, bone spurs, wing blades, the big demon is covered with deadly weapons, but in comparison, the special demon is much more harmonious.

As for spellcasting, even if we put aside his own skills, Tuesday also controls dozens of Terror Riders. The Terror Riders can wield bone spears. Dozens of bone spears are enough to form a covering attack that is difficult for the special demons to avoid. Tuesday tried to persuade Doris to give up resistance.

"Hehe, but I don't want to fall into your hands." Doris sneered, then drank a few more bottles of potion, slammed her staff on the ground, and looked like she was ready to fight to the death.

"Then go to hell..." Tuesday sneered, but before he could finish his words, Doris turned around and ran, casting wind magic on herself as she ran.

Seeing a trail of dust behind Doris, a big demon was dragging his staff and rushing out of the academy in twists and turns. Tuesday was stunned for a moment, and did not even bother to call the Terror Rider, but chased after him with his sickle and roar.

Fuck, this bitch is not only ugly, but also unrefined!
(End of this chapter)