章 170: Crimson Flame Dragon

Seizing the momentary lapse as the Crimson Flame Dragon yet to whip its head back around, Tyler took aim at several of its parts and let loose a volley of three arrows.

Each arrow found its mark in the beast's belly, wing membrane, and thigh respectively. The belly shot inflicted 2 points of damage, while the others merely scratched it for 1 point each.

Yet, as if foreordained, none of the arrows managed to pierce its defense, dropping to the ground one after the other.

Tyler had initially assumed the dragon's wing membrane to be its most vulnerable point, but in reality, it was protected by a veneer of very fine white dragon scales, impervious to the assault of a Fir Treant Hunting Bow.

Surprisingly, the dragon's belly lacked any scale protection, merely relying on robust and thick abdominal muscles for defense.

This observation left Tyler with an impression of this Crimson Flame Dragon. Perhaps, this whelp dragon was rather arrogant?

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