However, Francis laughed. He laughed wilder than Deza and even louder and louder, even if his wrist was about to be broken.
Why? What was wrong? Did he ignore something!
Deza was frightened by Francis, and he subconsciously felt that there must be something wrong.
He began to doubt his judgment in an instant.
Was Francis waiting for this moment to come!
Subconsciously, he let go of Francis's hand, Francis took back his long spear and escaped successfully.
"You are such a fool!"
The moment Francis retreated, the dragon came to him. With four claws grabbing the ground, it stopped in front of Francis.
He jumped on the back of the dragon and took the advantage of the wind to fly.
Countless firebombs flew down from the air and hit Deza hard.
In an instant, he understood.
There was no backup!
There was no trap at all!
It was all Francis's trick. He was lying!