Every black dragon is very precious. In order to prevent them from having an accident, Spanda and the other three were allowed to consume Nicholas before they took action.
The two black dragons Longmand and Spielger spit out dragon flames at the same time, and two dark red viscous fire pillars sprayed towards Nicholas from opposite directions.
"Fighting skills, aura shield!" Nicholas immediately built a silver-white energy shield around his body, but the ultra-high temperature attached to the dragon flames still made him sweat all over, and the surrounding space was roasted red.
The three Spandas used levitation to fly over and formed a circle to prevent Nicholas from escaping.
The three black magicians and two black dragons joined forces to gain an absolute advantage.
At this moment, like a ghost, Nicholas appeared in front of the black dragon named Longmand on the left, raised his sword and stabbed it in the jaw.
It turned out that he quietly came over with the help of the sound and light of the dragon flames, just to get rid of one of them as soon as possible.
The three-foot-long sword blade was completely submerged, but it was as small as an embroidery needle in front of Longmand's huge body.
But Nicholas did not use an ordinary attack, but used a relatively powerful fighting skill. He cut a two-meter-long wound on the dragon's jaw, and blood spattered all over his face.
In pain, Longmande let out a roar of pain, and he swung his giant paw at Nicholas.
Nicholas quickly blocked with his sword, but the dragon's body was too strong and he was knocked hundreds of meters away.
Another black dragon, Spiegel, was also ready to attack, and his tail full of spikes struck hard.
"Bang!"
Nicholas was hit, and his body spun and fell to the ground. His face scraped the ground and he slid forward five or six meters. His back was full of blood holes.
"Magic light missile!"
The two black dragons opened their mouths wide at the same time, and black balls of light gathered in their mouths, with a diameter of more than ten meters, and were wrapped with purple-black arcs of electricity.
Then, they spurted out together.
Nicholas quickly got up and ran a hundred meters away in a few jumps.
"boom!"
Two missiles landed where he was just now, causing a quite violent explosion, countless sand and dust flying, and finally leaving a huge gourd-shaped crater.
Nicholas gasped violently. He looked very embarrassed now, his face was bloody and bloody, his blood was stained with dust and stuck together, and his hair was full of sand.
"Underworld Tornado!" The three Spandas used the same magic, and saw three black tornadoes more than ten meters high blowing up. Sand, gravel, dead branches, rotten leaves and other nearby things were swept into it, and then moved towards
Nicholas joined in and surrounded him.
"Guardian of the Rock!" Nicholas stabbed the long sword in his hand into the ground, shooting out a large amount of loess, forming an earth egg more than five meters high to protect him.
No matter how fierce the three black tornadoes were, the big egg in the middle remained unmoved.
The two black dragons also launched an attack at this moment. They flapped their wings and flew into the air, and their thick and long tails drew heavily with black light.
"Bang!"
The sand dome could no longer hold it and collapsed in an instant, but Nicholas inside also disappeared.
"careful!"
Spanda exclaimed, and saw a figure suddenly appear behind his companion.
It's a teleportation magic scroll.
Nicholas actually has magic props on his body.
Without any hesitation, he stabbed the black magician in the heart with his sword.
The long sword penetrated easily, but the feedback from it made Nicholas realize that something was wrong, and no blood was sprayed out.
He looked carefully and found that what he stabbed was not a black magician, but a scarecrow wearing a black robe.
Stand-in scarecrow.
The black magician appeared beside Spanda and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
If it hadn't been for Spanda's timely reminder to use the magic props immediately, I'm afraid he would have been doomed now.
"Magicians are so damn annoying!" Nicholas couldn't help but yell angrily.
And Spanda and others were also very scared. As expected of eighth-level knights, even though they had an absolute advantage, they almost suffered casualties.
The two black dragons became quite agitated. They felt that they were losing face because they had not been able to defeat their opponent for such a long time, especially in a group fight.
"Forbidden spell, black dragon tearing claw!" Langmand and Spielger used their strongest skills at the same time. Their claws were wrapped with silky black cyclones, carrying an extremely cold feeling.
Two black dragons flew out quickly and grabbed Nicholas with their sharp claws.
"Double silver horn shield!" Nicholas's eyes were bloodshot, with a look of madness on his face. The fighting spirit in his body spurted out, forming two fighting spirit shields in front of him.
"Boom!"
When the two pairs of dragon claws landed neatly on the silver horn shield, the violent collision stirred up dust all over the sky, and the sound was shocking.
Nicholas was like a nail, sinking into the ground from the waist down. His face was distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain.
But fortunately, the shield was not broken and he successfully withstood the attacks of the two black dragons.
Spanda immediately reminded: "Be careful, he will reflect skills!"
But it was too late. Nicholas squeezed blood from between his teeth and showed a pale smile: "Forbidden curse, shield counterattack!"
Longmand and Spielge let out shrill screams. All their dragon claws were broken, all the scales on their arms fell off, and more than a dozen wounds were opened, with blood flowing freely.
They immediately flapped their wings and flew two to three hundred meters away, escaping to a safe area. Their forelimbs hung down weakly, their eyes full of fear.
Although Nicholas was also seriously injured, he remained tenacious and unyielding.
He pulled his body out of the soil and glanced indifferently at the three black magicians and the two black dragons.
That tyrannical attitude prevented Spanda and the others from launching the next wave of attacks in a short period of time.
Compared with a few months ago, Nicholas' level has improved, reaching the peak level of the eighth level, and is only one step away from the ninth level.
This is also the reason why he can persist until now.
When Nicholas truly breaks through to the ninth level, no matter how useless Yawen is, the new Eagle Kingdom will become the most powerful among the nearby countries.
The two sides fell into a brief stalemate, and at this moment, a young man came towards us riding a war horse with flashing lightning. His clean and neat armor was incompatible with the battlefield.
His appearance attracted the attention of both parties.
Spanda couldn't help scolding: "Kiel, are you crazy? Is this where you should come?"
If a knight who has just entered the fifth level dares to come here, even the aftermath of the battle will crush him into powder.
Do you think you are Chris?
Nicholas, on the other hand, looked ecstatic. As long as Keir could be killed, the war situation would turn around.