Chapter 842 - Final Showdown (1/2)

The Darkwing Dragon’s brutality caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air. They couldn’t help but see the similarities between it and its master, both of them brimming with killing intent.

Even though the Darkwing Dragon was greatly outnumbered, it didn’t falter in the slightest, retaliating with fierce attacks.

“The Mad Rogue really does live up to his name. Anyone else would’ve fallen long ago.”

“What brutal and ferocious attacks!”

The players from Pantheon felt admiration for Nie Yan. But orders were orders. They wouldn’t let him go or hold back against him.

Two Nether Hawks bit the Darkwing Dragon and ripped out chunks of its flesh with their claws. “GRWAOAH!” It struck out with its claws and sent one of them flying.

Nie Yan leaped onto the other Nether Hawk. With a swift kick, he sent its rider flying off its back. He then ruthlessly slashed its throat with the Bloody Dagger. Blood sprayed out into the air.

“KYEEEH!” The Nether Hawk let out a mournful cry before plunging down from the sky.

Nie Yan leaped back onto the Darkwing Dragon’s back.

The Darkwing Dragon engaged in a fierce dogfight with these Rank 6 flying mounts. Small and large wounds covered its body.

Glancing at the Darkwing Dragon’s status window, it had suffered heavy injuries and was in critical condition.

There were still more than 20 flying mounts in the vicinity. They’d tightly locked them down. There was no way to charge out.

The Darkwing Dragon was like a caged beast backed into a corner.

This was the end of the road. The Darkwing Dragon was in its death throes.

Nie Yan’s heart sunk to the pit of his stomach. It looked like the Darkwing Dragon’s death was unavoidable. He looked around his surroundings, at the items in his bag, and at the skills on his hotbar, but all to no avail. It seemed there was no saving his Darkwing Dragon. He loathed to give up on it, but he saw no other option.

Nie Yan was confident in escaping by himself, even if he was bound by Shackles of Strife. However, if he wanted to take the Darkwing Dragon with him, that would be impossible. The incantation to recall it took too much time. The enemies would interrupt him before he could even start.

Sensing its master’s helplessness, the Darkwing Dragon let out a sad cry. It suddenly accelerated and dove down toward a Greenfinch Wyvern flying below.

The Greenfinch Wyvern tried to flee in a panic, but it was simply too slow.

The Darkwing Dragon grabbed onto the Greenfinch Wyvern’s wings, then chomped down on its neck.

“GREEEGH!” the Greenfinch Wyvern wailed out in agony. It ruthlessly whipped its tail into the Darkwing Dragon’s body. But no matter how much it struggled, it couldn’t break free.

Not another breath escaped the Greenfinch Wyvern’s mouth.

The Darkwing Dragon let go of the Greenfinch Wyvern, letting it fall from the sky.

Nie Yan saw an opening. He immediately seized the opportunity and passed down an order to the Darkwing Dragon.

The Darkwing Dragon accelerated and made a break for it.

“Stop him! Don’t let him escape!”

“If he gets away, we’ll be screwed!”

Three Nether Hawks moved to intercept the Darkwing Dragon and swooped down with their claws outstretched.

The Darkwing Dragon was already in critical condition. If it took the attacks of these Nether Hawks, it would definitely die!

Nie Yan had the Darkwing Dragon evade by making a sharp turn. Glancing back, the opportunity was already gone, the opening sealed.

The enemy was fairly skilled with excellent teamwork. They were definitely the experts of some guild. In the entire Evil Faction, there were only a handful of guilds that could mobilize so many Rank 6 flying mounts at once.

Nie Yan could still escape if he abandoned the Darkwing Dragon right now. However, even these chances grew slimmer as the battle raged on.

Normally, Nie Yan would act with rational in situations like these, choosing the path with the fewest losses. However, he was hesitating right now.

Given his current strength, Nie Yan could easily find another flying mount at the same level as the Darkwing Dragon.

However, even though he hadn’t spent much time with the Darkwing Dragon lately, when it came time to abandon it, a strong unwillingness welled up from the bottom of his heart. They’d gone through so many battles together. It would be a lie to say he didn’t feel a sense of attachment.

In this virtual world, from the moment the Darkwing Dragon hatched, it had formed a connection with Nie Yan. As time passed, their bond only grew deeper, and it also gradually developed some intelligence. No matter what happened, it would always unconditionally trust its master. Even if Nie Yan decided to abandon it, it would still fight for him until the bitter end.

The Darkwing Dragon turned its head and looked back at Nie Yan.