The Dragon-Slaying Sword struck at Azog with a shocking sword light. Azog, who was unprepared, was immediately frightened. In panic, he could only raise his left arm inlaid with an iron blade in a panic to block the sword light falling from the sky.
However, can Azog, who hastily blocked, use the stainless steel arm blade of his left arm to block Roland's dragon-slaying sword filled with fighting spirit?
Of course not! The fighting spirit condensed on the arm blade effortlessly shred Roland's sword light. After all, the total amount and level of the fighting spirit of the sixth-order tyrant can crush the existence of the third-order knight, but the sharp
The Dragon-Slaying Sword itself was simply not something that Azog's steel arm blade could stop. The epic weapon cut off Azog's arm blade with its invincible momentum...
The broken blade shone coldly in the snow and spun out. For a moment, the battlefield seemed to be quiet. Everyone was staring at the lone figure that was killing Azog! This sword will change the future of Middle-earth.
Towards...
"No!" Bolger roared at the top of his lungs as he looked at Azog's flying broken blade, his eyes about to burst.
"Roar! Get out of here, you bastard!" Azog endured the stinging pain in his body and swung the war hammer in his hand to swing the Dragon-Slaying Sword. Roland's sword-swinging offensive was instantly interrupted.
"Boom!" Roland spurred his horse and jumped away, avoiding the war hammer that hit the horse's leg.
"Tsk! What a terrible life!" Roland spat, feeling disgusted. At the critical moment, Azog took advantage of the moment when his arm blade blocked the Dragon-Slaying Sword and leaned back. The Dragon-Slaying Sword could only cut
After opening its white armor, it penetrated an inch into the flesh. This slight skin injury did not affect Azog's strength at all. A trace of black blood overflowed from the damaged gap in the armor, making Azog look even more ferocious at this time.
"Alas! What a missed opportunity!" Mage Radil's magic eyes have been paying attention to the battlefield of Roland and others. No one knew that when he was killing all the orcs and clearing out the orcs, he was holding a hand in his left hand that was hidden in his robe.
The earth-based single-target war defense magic - Blessing of the Earth, was specially prepared by him for Roland.
"Sure enough, the gap is still too big?" Renault used his lance to drive away the surrounding Orc Guards while looking at the battlefield with his peripheral vision.
"Roar!" Qingyue's dragon roar sounded, and Kasluo, who had been hiding in the clouds, finally emerged. His target was extremely clear, Azog, who had just shown signs of fatigue.
Kaldor closed his wings, curled up his limbs, straightened his tail, and all the dragon power in his body gathered on his head and neck. The green dragon power stirred up, and wisps of blue whirlwind visible to the naked eye swirled around them. Kaslo lay on the dragon
On the saddle, the 10-meter-long adamantine dragon spear in his hand was stretched out along the dragon's back. The blue battle energy flames stirred up. Dragon power and battle energy quickly mixed together, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling appeared in Ka.
In the hearts of Slo and Kaldo.
"Is this the union of man and dragon, one of the secret arts of the Dragon Knight profession?" Kaslo was surprised at the state he entered for the first time. This powerful power made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself. (Secret Skill
It is not equal to skills, but far exceeds skills. Usually secret techniques will temporarily enhance the user's strength, and the extent of improvement is determined by the level of the user of the secret technique.)
One person and one dragon with the same thoughts couldn't help but spin in the air. The wind elements active in the sky rushed toward them like moths to the flame. They spun at high speed and swooped down with ear-piercing sonic booms.
"Strike Star!" Kasluo roared, and the heart-stopping blast of wind elements fell from the sky! Kasluo faced Azog head-on with an momentum that was not inferior to the forbidden curse.
"The Tyrant reloads! The Tyrant's soul! The Tyrant protects you! The wildness becomes wild! The world is created!" Azog reacted and directly activated the Tyrant's various skills, stacked them up, and then activated the Tyrant's strongest attack.
His skills were unprecedented and he bravely faced Kaslo.
"Tear~" The surging wind actually made a tearing sound like lightning.
"Buzz~" The moment the guns and hammers met, a dazzling torrent of elements erupted, directly flying away everything around them. Even Roland, who had just evacuated not far away, was hit by this torrent of elements and spit out blood.
"Pervert!" Roland knew without looking that he had suffered internal injuries. The aftermath of these two perverts almost killed him, and Roland's back was instantly wet with cold sweat.
"What's the result?" Looking at the center of the battlefield filled with smoke and chaotic elements, this thought came to everyone's mind.
"Cough cough cough!" Kaslo's cough came first.
"Roar!" The weak voice of the four-legged flying dragon Kaldo also echoed throughout the battlefield.
The dust and smoke slowly dissipated, and everyone saw the winner of this head-on confrontation - Kaslo! Azog was lying on his back on the ground, looking very miserable, and the mighty armor on his body had long been torn into pieces by the wind blade.
The fragments hung on his body one after another, and countless blood holes spewed out black blood like faucets. Azog tremblingly stretched out his right hand to grab the war hammer not far away... Unfortunately, only the war hammer was left.
After removing the handle of the hammer, the head of the hammer had broken inch by inch when it faced the dragon spear.
"You lost! Invader!" Kaslo's good left arm was holding the twisted adamantine dragon gun, and his right arm had been twisted into an S shape. Big beads of sweat rolled down from Kaslo's head.
Behind the misery of Azog is that Kaslo also paid an extremely heavy price. Even the thick-skinned flying dragon can only lie on the ground and howl at this moment. The level gap is huge. Behind Kaslo's challenge of overcoming the level is
As a result of Kalduo's injuries, Feilong took 80% of the damage for Kaslo in the previous collision, so Kaslo can still stand in front of Azog now.
The battlefield was silent for a moment...
"Kill!" Bai Yi led the men and horses and rushed out of the city of Los Sanniers. This army of less than 500 people was so small but extremely huge on the battlefield at this moment. It was the last straw that broke the orcs' life.
It was added by White Wing, the King of Akvia himself.
"Kill! Slaughter the orcs!" The addition of new forces instantly ignited the remaining courage of the coalition forces. The exhausted elven archers bent their bows again... The overwhelming defeat was simply the best portrayal of the orcs at this moment. Countless orcs
The wolves and the pigs fled in all directions. Azog's failure wiped out the last hope of the orcs. The orcs of To Guldo... were finished!
"Father! Kill!" Bolger's eyes turned red. It saw its seriously injured father. It roared and wanted to break through the rapid infantry in front of it to rescue its father. However, instead of being broken through by it, the tenacious rapid infantry killed it.
The army retreated a hundred meters.
"Ang!" A tired dragon roar sounded, and the Star Dragon appeared on the battlefield. The pale-faced Peter Groh firmly rode the dragon and flew towards Bolger who still maintained his organization, although the forbidden spell consumed all his combat power.
He was angry, but he still had the strength to fight while riding a dragon.
"Ouch!" Bolger, howling in pain, was dragged away from the battlefield by his guards. The entire Gambada orc army turned around and ran away very consciously, because they could no longer stop the massacre of the Star Dragon... and
Bolger could only see a young knight walking towards his seriously injured father...
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"Haha! A pale orc? That's it?" Roland said sarcastically as he looked at Azog, who was lying in a pool of blood.
"You will come down to accompany me! My son will tear you apart one by one..." Azog showed a scary smile, still arrogantly provoking Roland.
"Brush!" The sword light flashed, Azog's head flew up with a shocked expression, and black blood spurted into the sky, spraying several meters high.
The pale orc, Azog, the king of the orcs in Dol Guldor! has fallen!
"You can't stop me this time. Oh! By the way! Your son Bolger will go down to accompany you soon, so go with peace of mind!" Roland said with a cold face. He dared to be arrogant even when death was imminent.
Is it really true that the Dragon-Slaying Sword is a watermelon sword?
"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for killing Azog with his own hands. Reward: 100 Badanian shooters!"
"Ding dong! Hidden mission: Killing Azog has been completed! Reward Laglan heavy cavalry*100."
"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for completing the kill reward: destroying more than 25% of the orc army! The reward is to recruit a fine steel long sword!" (In the future, every time you recruit or summon any unit, you will receive a fine steel long sword as a gift from the system.)
"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for completing the kill reward: destroying more than 50% of the orc army! Reward the human race's holy shield - Elial (artifact)!"
"Sent!" Roland only had two words left in his mind.