Bab 217: Dragon Bonegrass

Even though the Flying Dragon King was badly injured, the Bullmen and Medusa warriors were still unable to withstand a single hit.

Flailing its injured tail, the Flying Dragon King tossed the Bullmen and Medusas obstructing its path away as it aimed its sharp claws straight at Yang Ling's head, ignoring Ashnamov's sharp Darkmetal Longspear and Goode's icicles entirely.

The Flying Dragon King knew that it was far behind in the battle, having fallen victim to Yang Ling's poison trap and surrounded as it was. It needed to kill Yang Ling if it was going to turn the tables, even despite the attacks that rained down upon it from Ashnamov, Goode, and the rest of the group.