"Why is it him again."

Elizabeth looked at the incoming person, her heart suddenly calmed down inexplicably, the serious injury, the fatal fright before, and the joy of sudden escape, repeatedly added, making her instantly lose consciousness.

A silver light flashed, her figure quickly became smaller, transformed into a human body, and fell down.

The purple-patterned griffon dived, McGonagall reached out and caught her gently, then turned his hand to Irina behind him.

"She has a serious injury."

Irina sat down holding Elizabeth, took out a bottle of Life Milk and poured it into her mouth, while singing healing magic in her mouth to stop the bleeding and heal her injuries.

McGonagall glanced sideways at Elizabeth's blood-stained body, his expression became cold, and looked down at the giant skeleton below who had held a golden javelin again, and stretched out a finger.

The fat-headed fish floating beside him turned into a streamer and flew down.

The golden javelin was cut off in the air, and the fat head fish fell on the head of the skeleton giant without any reduction.

One knife, two halves!

Demonized ordinary tenth-level skeleton man, but so.

The Fathead Fish circled the group of skeletons and slaughtered the eight or nine-level skeletons before returning to his side.

He raised his hand and glanced at the rapidly approaching red dot on the dial, and commanded Ah Zi to fly at full speed in the opposite direction without reluctance.

Five minutes later, a huge and indescribable object covered with black scales slowly rose from under the ice, huge bat wings covering the sky.

Tens of thousands of ancient corpses bowed to the ground, expressing surrender to Cthulhu.

"This guy... is really annoying to the extreme." Qiao Xiu also walked out from under the ice, glanced at the slaughtered ancient corpse, and smiled evilly.

"Find him, kill him!" Cthulhu's low voice sounded, disgusting like a gong rubbing.

"In another three days, Star Demon Eater Day, Lalaiye will rise to the surface, the family of the stars will wake up, and we will eventually dominate the world again." Qiao Xiu smiled coldly, "At that time, everyone will die. ..."

……

The purple-patterned griffin traveled southward at full speed, and McGonagall glanced at the stagnant red dot, and was a little relieved.

He turned around and glanced at Elizabeth, who was wrapped in Irina’s down jacket, and asked, "How is the situation?"

"The injury has been stabilized, but I am exhausted. I have to sleep well. After I wake up, I have to recover for a while." Irina said with a relaxed expression.

Meg nodded, and Irina said that it’s okay, so naturally it’s okay.

However, Elizabeth looked a lot thinner than when she left. I think she should have suffered a lot during this period, and she almost killed her life here, just to find Lankster, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"You said Lankster would still know her if he saw her?" Irina asked.

"I don't know, even if he recognizes it, I'm afraid he will be involuntary." McGonagall shook his head.

As Cthulhu’s first defender and the only subordinate with vital signs, McGonagall didn’t think that just relying on Elizabeth to recognize his father would get him out of control.

Unless they can seal Cthulhu first and reduce his control over Lankster, there may be some hope.

The purple griffin returned to the camp smoothly, and Dominic’s adjutant arranged a room for Elizabeth so that she could rest.

"My lord, are you going to the chamber? Several adults have just arrived." The adjutant looked at McGonagall respectfully.

Although he did not know what happened after McGonagall entered the ice field, from the perspective of the wounded dragon girl, after entering the ice field, Lord Alex should have fought with those skeletons.

McGonagall nodded, he also wanted to know who arrived so quickly.

"Dominic, how can you let Elizabeth into the ice field! Don’t you know how dangerous the ice field is?! She is just a child!"

Before McGonagall reached the chamber, he heard Louise's grumpy voice coming from the hidden door.

"Louis, although I am in the north, I only got the news this morning, and she has left." Dominic's voice sounded.

"You are...you are...oh!" Louis sighed heavily, and then a little annoyed: "I want to enter the ice sheet!"

"Alex has gone, you should wait for him to come back and talk about it. You don't know anything about the ice sheet. If you fall into the devil's trap, we will have one more powerful enemy." Dominic stopped.

"Wait." Douglas's heavy voice also sounded.

"You wait! I can't wait!" Louis patted the table. "Lancaster is like that now. She has two daughters. It's fine for Mia to stay in the City of Chaos. If something happens to Elizabeth, you Is your conscience safe?"

"Mia?" McGonagall, who was about to push the door, stopped, and was surprised a little more.

"Mia is also Lankster's daughter? But isn't she the golden dragon?" Irina was also a little surprised.

"You may have forgotten that Lankster is a hybrid of the Golden Dragon and the Frost Dragon, so although Elizabeth is the Frost Dragon and Mia is the Golden Dragon, it doesn't affect that they are half-sisters of the same father." McGonagall explained.

It’s no wonder that Elizabeth, who keeps a distance from everyone, is the same sister as Mia. The noble princess of the Frost Dragon clan taught a low-level half-dragon to learn how to fly and how to fight. There is actually a reason.

"Na Lankster is really a scumbag." Irina curled her lips. She was only responsible for childbirth, but never for raising her daughter. She missed her daughter's entire life, leaving them in trouble.

Mag is silent, Lankster is indeed unworthy to be called a qualified father.

But when they met that day, seeing the struggle in his eyes when he heard Elizabeth's name, he couldn't criticize him more.

Cthulhu was not released by him, and McGonagall was very sure about this.

"I brought people back." McGonagall pushed the door of the chamber and walked in.

The hot chamber was quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on McGonagall and Irina who were standing at the door.

In addition to Louis and Douglas, Jones and Barbara are also in the chamber.

"Where? Is there any injury?" Louis stepped forward, looking at McGonagall and asked with concern.

Douglas also stared at McGonagall.

"I was injured, but it has been dealt with. She has arranged a place to stay and is resting." McGonagall nodded.

"Great, I'm still worried about sister Elizabeth, I have to go see her later." Barbara patted her non-existent chest and whispered.

"Fortunately!" Louis sighed in relief and arched his hands to express gratitude to McGonagall and Irina.

Douglas's tight expression also relaxed a lot, looking at McGonagall and asking: "She encountered an ancient corpse?"

"An undead army with a scale of about 30,000. She was trapped by two corpse dragons and was shot by an ancient corpse on the ground with a javelin." McGonagall nodded.

"There are still corpse dragons?!"

Everyone in the   hall was surprised.

The information about the Undead Legion has been updated during this period, but it has never mentioned that the opponent has flying units, and this has not even appeared in their battle preparations.