Oren used his own sword to buy Chris some time.

Chris, who had steadied himself, was completely bewildered, his mind filled with disbelief.

"Something's not right, something's not right... everything here is wrong!"

Chris was drenched in cold sweat, a deep fear gripping his heart.

He could accept being ambushed, he could accept the overwhelming enemy numbers causing his army to rout, and he could even accept the long spears raining down from the sky.

But why was his exquisite longsword broken by a single chop from such an ordinary person?

This was impossible!

"This is not right!"

He no longer cared about the dignity of a knight and shouted, "Retreat! Full retreat!"

As soon as the command was given, Chris no longer cared about anyone else.

Regardless of the soldiers' reactions around him, Chris turned and ran south!

"Lord Chris!"

Oren called out urgently and was about to follow, but Gang Le intercepted him with a swing of his axe!

Oren retreated continuously, understanding the power of the war axe, he dared not overstep even a little!

"Stay here with me!" Gang Le sneered coldly, glaring at Oren while ignoring the fleeing Chris.

It had to be said, Chris's speed at escaping was top-notch.

No one blocked him, and in the blink of an eye, he was dozens of meters away, with a few quick-witted soldiers closely following in his escape.

After all, in their eyes, it was safer with a knight.

Just as Chris thought he had distanced himself from danger, a whistling sound descended from the sky, breaking the forest's silence!

Chris suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck!

"Not good!"

Chris became instantly alert, instinctively rolling forward, leaving a trail in the dense grass.

At the same time, a blurred figure swept past his original position, its sharp claws nearly grazing his skin.

Chris, heart pounding, quickly looked up at the sky, his pupils shrinking sharply,

— it was a Two-legged Flying Dragon!

Chris was shocked, why was his luck so bad?!

How could he encounter a Two-legged Flying Dragon, such a dangerous magical beast here!

Before he could react, another whistling sound came from above, carrying a piercing cold wind as it swiftly brushed past above!

This time Chris's reaction was a beat too slow!

Rip!

The knight's armor was instantly torn apart, the sharp dragon claws grazing his skin, leaving a bloody mark!

"There are actually two Two-legged Flying Dragons?!"

Chris exclaimed involuntarily, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The Two-legged Flying Dragons didn't look large, but as magical beasts, they were just as daunting!

Chris was extremely cautious, snatching the longsword from a fleeing soldier nearby.

A regular longsword certainly could not compare to his broken longsword, but it was better than having nothing.

Holding the longsword gave Chris a slight sense of security, but he still dared not pause for a moment.

He retreated slowly, seeing the Two-legged Flying Dragons had disappeared, then he continued south without looking back.

"After traveling so far to reach my territory, are you leaving so soon?"

Just as Chris and a few soldiers were about to exit the forest, a clear yet calm voice sounded, carrying a hint of cold laughter.

Chris quickly stopped, looking into the woods,

"Who?"

The repeated turmoil of the night had left Chris like a startled bird, no longer possessing the composure of a knight.

And the few soldiers around him were even more tense.

"Your stupidity surpasses my imagination, you come to my territory and ask who I am?"

The voice carried undisguised mockery, as a young man with a broadsword in hand slowly appeared in the forest ahead, followed by two guards.

"Are you that Baron Rod?"

Chris was astonished, instinctively stepping back two steps.

Under the moonlight, the young man's face was handsome and youthful, yet Chris at the moment dared not look at him directly.

After thinking for a moment, Chris stifled the fear in his heart, drew his longsword, and pointed it at Rod,

"Step aside, or I'll make you die here!"

"Make me die here?"

Rod frowned slightly, looking at the disheveled Chris, "Don't you recognize the situation?"

Who on earth gave this guy the courage?

He still dared to draw his sword at me while I had the aura amplification of the [Sub-Dragon Slayer]?

He dares to take me so lightly?

"I admit, Baron Rod, I didn't expect you to have such an army after being here just a few months."

Chris took a deep breath, continually convincing himself internally.

This Baron Rod is just a boy, not scary, my nervousness is because of all the events tonight!

Chris regained his confidence, stared at Rod,

"But you shouldn't be so arrogant to seek me out! Look at those two guards beside you, and you—"

Chris sneered,

"Capturing you means all my previous defeats aren't failures!"

Rod couldn't help but sigh at his words.

He didn't expect that after all his meticulous planning this night, the knight before him still regarded him as a careless person.

Rod didn't waste words, simply clapped his hands softly.

A simple signal.

Frost and Thunder emerged from the woods on either side, the two Two-legged Flying Dragons spreading their wings and letting out piercing cries.

"Two-legged Flying Dragons!"

Chris retreated two steps in panic, gripping his longsword more tightly.

The confidence he had just regained disappeared completely!

"Baron Rod, these creatures are not easy to deal with!"

Chris's pupils narrowed, his voice carrying a hint of compromise and tension, "We should first deal with them!"

In a battle with Rod, surrendering might still allow survival.

But facing these Two-legged Flying Dragons, he was just prey, and survival was a luxury.

Rod was taken aback, was this guy really underestimating him, or was he just plain foolish?

Couldn't he tell these Two-legged Flying Dragons were under my command?

True, ordinary magical beasts are hard to tame.

Even if personally hatched and raised, it's hard to erase their ferocity.

If it weren't for my special abilities influencing them, these two wouldn't be so close and obedient to me as they are now.

"Frost, Thunder,"

Rod waved his hand, his voice calm,

"Tear him to pieces for me!"

As the words fell, the Two-legged Flying Dragons flapped their wings and rushed forward!

"They're your pets?!"

Chris finally understood, these Two-legged Flying Dragons were raised by this Baron Rod!

No wonder!

No wonder he developed so fast!

This guy is actually a Beast Tamer!

Chris was utterly shocked internally.

But he didn't have time to think further as the claws and fangs of the Two-legged Flying Dragons were already charging at him!

"Stop them quickly!"

Chris shouted urgently as he swiftly retreated to distance himself!

The soldiers, seeing the Two-legged Flying Dragons, panicked and none stayed to help him, dispersing without hesitation, too busy looking after themselves.

The impact of a magical beast attack was completely different from that of human soldiers.

When a soldier charged with a sword, it was within the realm of understanding, and there might be thoughts of countering.

But when faced with a creature covered in scales, its face menacing, glaring with vertical pupils, and as large as a calf, a Two-legged Flying Dragon flapping its wings and charging, it was beyond comprehension!

And the unknown is the most terrifying!

Initially, these soldiers just wanted to flee, who would now want to fight desperately with these two magical beasts?

Escaping was the most important!

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