The Last Dragon Rider

The Origin of Bagshot

"Zerrin! Keep flying high!" alaric said, he saw that the black shadow with a straw-filled body with no visible face was all covered with black straw and continued to chase after Zerrin.

"Don't try to catch my Zerrin!" shouted Alaric, he immediately darted quickly over the sandy desert darting his sword.

The Bagshot of their confusion did not expect if the humans in front of him were able to see them very well. The Bagshots were vague as if they were talking to each other.

They attempted to surround Alaric and partly pursued Zerrin who continued to flap his wings as high as possible as if he had reached space.

"Zerrin! Just keep it there! Don't come down!" alaric shouted, "why can't Zerrin see them? What is this thing?" alaric asked.

However, the straw shadow with the net that shot out from their hands could not reach the Zerrin as the Zerrin flew high from the ground.

"They are creatures how the hell?" inner Alaric was confused, he was still watching the creatures that were trying to chase after Zerrin.

However, the Bagshot cannot be about high from sea level. Alaric slightly breathed a sigh of relief seeing that, he instantly stared at the enemy in front of him. Behind the straw was a red eye light that was trying to penetrate into Alaric's heart.

However, the enemy's eyes are unable to hurt and penetrate Alaric's body, he himself does not know what happened to him. It was as if the mental rays from his body were directly hitting the enemy itself.

"Is this because of the clothes given by the Shadow fairies in Shithiche and the armor of the goblins that are great and cool?" barin Alaric, he felt proud of the two clothes that protected him.

Alaric wanted to thank the elf shadow fairy and the Gorra king, "I will fight to the last blood to destroy the enemy just look at it!" inner Alaric, he was determined to right it.

"For the sake of elves, goblins, humans, dragons, and giants are also anyone who has been harmed by Calder and Gorian forces. They've been so kind to me, "inner Alaric.

Alaric is determined to give his life only for the good of all the clans on earth who have saved and given him affection after the deaths of Haiden and Daisy West.

Alaric saw that the black shadow still set foot on the ground and did not float like an army of Gorian black shadows that were scabbed like human skulls.

"If they still set foot, aren't they human? Goblin clan is impossible, if the elves .. I do not smell the fragrance from their bodies, the giants cannot be too big. 

"Humans .. but, why do they cover themselves with black straw?" inwardly Alaric, he still unsheathed his red dragon sword which emitted a fiery glow.

"Alaric! Use the fire of your strength! They're afraid of fire and water!" zerrin shouted, he was afraid that Alaric would not know their enemy's weakness.

Zerrin knew that if Alaric was not so smart and did not understand many things because he did not have time to read, Zerrin felt sorry. So he also used the time to continue reading books from the elf library in Sgail Shinthiche that could be bewitched from nothing even to any extent if he already had attachments and oaths of allegiance with the elf queen and the shadow fairy of the owner Sgail Shithiche.

"What?!" yell Alaric, down there.

The distance between the earth and Zerrin's flight in space made it difficult for Alaric to hear Zerrin's voice not to mention the roaring desert wind and the strange sounds of the enemy in front of him.

"Hadeh, suck! Got Oneng bin lemot's father, hm .. free I scream he won't listen. I'd better just use telepathy!" inner Zerrin, he shook his head grinning in annoyance.

Zerrin immediately spoke telepathically if the opponent was Bagshot and explained everything Bagshot feared. Alaric understood and immediately shot forth as soon as he slashed the sword in the desert with the fire power of his magic power.

Slashing the sword left and right and burning the net thrown by the Bagshot and Alaric saw clearly the sword coming out of the hay with a row as if behind the straw stored various weapons.

"What is their arsenal?" inner Alaric was amused, "I should have one like this. So, if the war doesn't run out of guns ...," Alaric thought.

It's like Alaric doesn't need it, "Don't be mad, son. It's just a supposition if they're not evil. It's nothing, after all we don't know the purpose and purpose and eat it. What about blood?" Alaric.

"Well, that's smart. Alaric, hurry up and kill them, I'm bored up here just flapping my wings!" shouted Alaric.

"Yes, my goodness .. The more days you look like Daisy's mother! Cheaper for mercy. Are all women so chatty?" alaric remembers Tara Dale.

Alaric felt longing, he was a little frowning just now it felt like he was separated but had missed his beautiful heart.

Alaric instantly slashed the sword quickly, he confused Bagshot so easily killed compared to the others from the Gorian army.

"Yes, easy to kill! If you could see it. The only ones who could see were the elves and the witches of the human clan, goblins who had high-level magic!" when Zerrin was angry, he was angry with himself.

Zerrin found it useless if Bagshot attacked him he had no strength for it even if he used fire then many victims from his side would die in vain even their friends.

Bagshot did not expect that their opponent this time was not a random person. Bagshot's net and power could not resist the ancient magic power of the elves until Bagshot instantly vanished unceremoniously into black dust.

"While the dragon clan and the giants are also not witches won't be able to see Bagshot!" as he was upset, he was still flapping his wings in space.

"Are the Bagshots dead?" asked Zerrin, he was a little worried.

"Of course, they're dead. Come, down! Aren't we going to Senorchairt Dragon? When will it be like this?" shouted Alaric.

"Ah, patience! Are you sure those Bagshots have escaped?" tanyanya still flapping her wings.

Zerrin did not expect that even the dragon clan still had a weakness: Bagshot. But Zerrin was a little confused.

"Bagshot was not as their clan was created from a human clan that was bewitched with black magic. Was it what the Dragon and Giant clans feared so they were afraid to help other clans to destroy the Gorian? 

"Isn't Bagshot actually just a myth and a sorcery used by black magicians and it's an ancient witchcraft that's been destroyed?" inner Zerrin.

Even the witches of all the goblin clans, humans, and elves were forbidden from using that black magic and had been destroyed. So why is there now?" inner Zerrin did not believe in that.

Zerrin swoops in and lands in the desert, he and Alaric walk slowly through the desert illuminated by the starlight the black clouds have vanished along with the disappearance of the Bagshot.

"Zerrin, you said, if Bagshot was just a human being bewitched with black magic. Was it all Calder Hall's creation?" alaric asked, he began to connect many things.

"Yes, surely who else has the terrifying black magic power at this time? Besides Calder Hall?" zerrin said, he was still drifting low.

Zerrin does not like to walk with his claws he feels very slow. He does not like slow and impatient things that sometimes contradict Alaric who is too happy to enjoy everything in life. 

"Yes, you're right too!" alaric replied, he is still walking and has sheathed his sword.

Walking to enjoy the desert, "Newly this time I passed through the desert. It feels like this, doesn't it?" abugn.