"Can it be repaired?" Roland grabbed the delicate bow string and asked the ranger who was busy.
"Of course! The environment here is dry enough! Things are well preserved!" The Lordaeron rangers gathered around the dwarf spear launcher to inspect and repair it while stringing the bow and adjusting it.
"Calibrate it carefully! We only have one arrow, and I don't want it to go wrong!" Roland said solemnly.
"Now there are four!" A team of Royal Guards came over with a disgraced look, but what they held up in their hands made everyone's eyes light up.
"Beautiful!" The excitement in Roland's eyes was not concealed at all.
"Okay! What we should do now is to find another spear launcher! And fix it!" Balin looked at the four gleaming black arrows with great excitement. He trembled his beard and said to the dwarves behind him.
"Hang Chi~Hang Chi~" After a while, everyone dug out a spear launcher that was almost broken into parts from somewhere in the corner.
"..." Roland's mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and he pointed at the thing in front of him. His poor brain capacity really didn't know how to fire black arrows from this thing? Should it fire backwards?
"Your Highness, the main body of this thing is still intact! Just repair it! And even though it seems to be completely damaged, in fact the parts have been shattered! We can repair it in a while!" Balin patted his chest with confidence.
road.
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"This..." Balin fell silent as he looked at the spear launcher in front of him that was splattered with parts just after being wound up.
"How about... let's look for it again?" Bahrain's face turned red due to embarrassment. How confident he was in his promise at the beginning, now he is so embarrassed!
"Ahem, I think it's okay!" Roland turned his head. He also felt very embarrassed. Damn it! He shouldn't have had hope for this thing! When he saw Balin and others quickly assembling and repairing it, he couldn't help but feel right.
The dwarf showed his admiration for his craftsmanship! Who would have thought... the sound that accompanied Katcha's winding sound was a heart-wrenching crunching sound, and then "pop!" the flying parts even hit Roland's hand.
The breastplate seemed to be mocking Roland's overestimating expedition.
"Speed up! They are still waiting for us!" Roland sighed, feeling the slight trembling under his feet.
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"Oh! Dragon God! Where have they gone, Your Highness?" Kaslo looked anxiously at the entrance in the distance.
"Don't worry! Hold on to the Balrog! Your Highness will never let us down!" Ormsk shook his head. He could only comfort himself and Kaslo in this way. He looked at the storm dragon Kaldo's gradually slower movements and raised his eyebrows.
Slowly screw them together.
"Your dragon has shown signs of decline!" Ormsk said solemnly as he looked at the battle situation.
"This damn world! Why didn't the coalition forces kill this thing in the first place?" Kaslo roared filial piety, feeling his fighting spirit at the bottom.
"Coalition forces? They won't go to war over a lost dog!" Ormsk shook his head.
"We have to do something! Kaldor can't hold on any longer!" Kaslo looked at his dragon, understanding each other so that both parties could communicate at will.
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"My knight!" Kaldor weakly used his mental power to transmit the message.
"Kardo, hold on! You are of the blood of the wind dragon clan! The blood of the storm dragon flows in your body! You are a proud dragon clan! You are no longer the flying dragon you used to be! You have successfully advanced to become a giant dragon! In the world
Nothing can stop you! Hold on! Kaldor! The king is coming soon!" Kasluo communicated with Kaldor with his mind, and he could clearly feel the decline of Kaldor's condition! How can a young dragon be a cunning old man?
The opponent of Balrog who has experienced hundreds of battles? His strong dragon blood can only give him the capital to resist Balrog tenaciously. When his dragon power gradually fails to make ends meet, it is the moment of his defeat.
"I will try my best! My knight! If nothing can be done, please leave here! If possible, please take my people with you and leave... to Dragon Island! Tell our elders everything here! They will avenge me.
Yes!" Kaldor responded, but his tone didn't hold much hope, but the madness hidden in his bones opened the curtain bit by bit.
"Roar!" The dragon's head bit into Balrog's neck and ignored the slash of the flaming sword in Balrog's hand! Even though the dragon scales were scattered and the dragon's blood flowed all over the ground, he still performed his duties!
Be loyal to the dragonrider contract and protect your knight! At this moment, he is not fighting for Lagrand, not for Roland, but for his own knight! Bet on the glory of the dragonrider! Charge!
"Madman!" After paying the price of half of his neck's flesh and blood, the Balrog finally got rid of Kaldor, who was also scarred. How could the storm dragon at this moment be as noble and domineering as before? It was like a defeated dog with red eyes.
Launching suicidal attacks on the Balrog everywhere!
This just makes the Balrog extremely fearful. He just wants to expel and kill these intruders, not to fight for his life with a giant dragon with red eyes. The Balrog's eyes show intelligent contempt. He knows that as long as he delays for a while,
Victory naturally belongs to you! This dragon has no strength left!
While carefully blocking Kaldor's attacks, he continued to bleed Kaldor. This Balrog had the insidiousness engraved into his bones, and Kaldor quickly felt his own obvious weakness under its rhythm!
"Ang!" the angry dragon roared, and the long and thick dragon tail knocked the Balrog staggering with one blow.
"Go! My knight! Take the elf dragon with you! Leave here! Tell the elders... to avenge me! The dignity of the dragon clan cannot be trampled on!" Kaldor roared filial piety and then his whole body ignited with green flames!
That is his origin! He is burning his own life to gain strength!
"This farce should end..." Kaldor looked coldly at the proud Balrog in front of him and suddenly laughed.
"You don't know when you're going to die!" Kaldor sneered.
"You lost! Why did you kill me?" Balrog's voice was hoarse and harsh, like scraps of iron scraping against the cement floor.
"It's not me who kills you! It's the Dragon Clan!" Kaldor sneered.
The Balrog suddenly thought of something and turned aside. It suddenly shook off Kaldor and quickly ran towards the abyss. A scene from a thousand years ago suddenly appeared in its memory: the fierce silver dragon tore the sky and the earth apart.
The dragon wielder wielded the dragon spear like a god descending! That day, in the unknown northern land, five Balrogs who wanted to go south to join the war, the dragon and his knights fell asleep in that land together! The legacy inherited in the blood
Suppression once again awakened Balrog's memory and fear.
"Don't leave! Stay! Kong Yujingtian!" Kaldo's whole body was filled with cyan dragon power. What he wanted to activate was one of the few forbidden spells of the storm dragon! A forbidden spell that can seal off a space.
! He wants to imprison this Balrog with his life and leave it to the descendants of the Dragon Clan to judge!
"Hugh!" Suddenly, a black light touched Kaldor's body and flashed into the Balrog's belly! At that moment, Kaldor suddenly felt the soul of the dead!
"Ouch!" Balrog screamed miserably, but at this moment, because the Divine Forbidden Curse slowly began to exert its effect, Balrog's evasive movements were as slow as a snail's crawl.
"Cardo! Stop!" Kaslo almost cried with joy! His Highness is back.
"Black Arrow?" Kaldor immediately pulled away from the Balrog and stopped burning his own life force. Naturally, the divine curse also subsided. Kaldor, who recognized the Black Arrow, was filled with fear, nothing else! This
This thing was originally meant for slaying dragons!
"Poof!" Another black arrow shot out, but this time the arrow was extremely tricky! It successfully hit the Balrog's knee! Coupled with Kaldor's wind element blockade, this Balrog was already a turtle in the urn.
"Roar!" The chain composed of wind elements bound the injured Balrog again, and this time it could no longer break free!