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Chapter 509 Clean up the battlefield, reward

Recalling what Chris had just said in his mind, Churchill was so frightened that he trembled all over.

If someone as powerful as Lord Edward is killed, what does he mean?

As soon as Churchill got up, he immediately used wind magic to increase his speed and fled away.

Regardless of whether what the other person said is true or not, if you stay any longer, you will really die.

Kinuit quickly reminded: "Your Majesty Chris, he is going to escape."

"Don't worry, he can't run away." Chris threw the dragon roar, and the sword quickly shrank, turning into a white stream of light and shooting towards Churchill.

"Poof!" Accompanied by the sound of the sword entering the body, the dragon roar passed through Churchill's back and emerged from his chest, bringing out a large amount of blood and internal organ fragments and scattering to the ground.

Churchill's vision gradually fell into boundless darkness. Before his consciousness disappeared, he thought of the dying curse of the man he killed: "You damn black magicians, sooner or later, the great red dragon will kill you all."

Kill them all!"

Unexpectedly, the curse really came true.

Churchill's body fell silently and broke into several pieces. His limbs and internal organs were scattered on the ground. The scene was very bloody.

If it is a high-level knight, a whole corpse can still be left. The physique of a magician is not much different from that of ordinary people.

Chris came to Kinuit and asked with concern: "How are you?"

"Fortunately, thank you for your help." Kinuit showed a bright smile and his attitude was unprecedentedly respectful.

After seeing Chris's terrifying fighting power, he could no longer feel any rebellion.

"That's good, hurry up and help others, all the black magicians must die here, no one can be spared!"

"Okay." Kinuit walked away without any complaints.

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Although the knights of the Blazing Dragon Kingdom are several times more numerous than their opponents, they have fewer high-level experts. In addition, they are dealing with black magicians who are very powerful in combat and can summon many spliced ​​monsters.

So overall, the Blazing Dragon Kingdom has been facing a headwind situation. Many knights were injured as a result, and a few were lying on the ground not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"You despicable guys, you dare to challenge the dignity of our Black Dragon Palace, you are just looking for death!" A magician cooperated with the splicing of magic beasts to repel the knight in front of him, and said sarcastically, "Wait until my lord kills that little king who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

Kill them, none of you guys can escape!"

"Haha, it's not certain who will kill whom." Yunado wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a calm expression.

He knows how many cards Chris has, so he has full confidence in his son.

"No matter what the final result is, you will never see it again." The black magician's eyes were very cold, "Underworld Tornado!"

Not only that, the two-headed demon wolf next to it also opened its bloody mouth, condensing a huge black ball of light.

They were preparing to give the knight in front of them a fatal blow.

"Damn it, if I had known, I would have asked Chris for a red dragon-armored crocodile." Yunado complained secretly. At the beginning, he found an enemy of the same level, but in the middle of the fight, the opponent had no martial ethics.

He summoned the Splicing Monster to help out.

So, he had a very miserable one-on-one fight and was always being beaten.

"Die!" The black magician released the pitch-black tornado, his eyes full of madness.

At this moment, a young man wearing red armor stood in front of Yunado, waved his hand gently, and the powerful underworld tornado disappeared.

"How could this happen?" The black magician's face was filled with disbelief.

Yunadu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile: "You are finally here. If you are a little late, you will be ready to collect the body of my old father. Has that guy been dealt with?"

"Yes." Chris agreed softly, and the dragon roared forward, shooting out a blazing red sword light.

The magician quickly used all the protective items on his body and cast defensive magic, superimposing five layers in total.

But everything was in vain, he and all the shields around him were cut in half from the middle.

To deal with this little miscellaneous fish in the early sixth level, Chris could just move his fingers.

After the black magician died, the two-headed demon wolf beside him also turned into thick water.

Chris turned his head and said: "Father, please rest first and leave the rest to me."

"Okay." Leonardo found a flat stone and sat down, feeling very comfortable.

Chris used demon fighting energy to walk through the void and continue to move forward.

He originally wanted to use the Red Explosive Flame Dragon form to kill him all the way, but when the enemy saw him from a distance, they couldn't think of any resistance and ran away immediately.

So Chris recovered his body and went to kill the enemy. There weren't many black magicians anyway.

Both sides brought high-level powerful men with huge destructive power, so they stretched the battlefield far away. Neither the knights of the Blazing Dragon Kingdom nor the magicians of the Black Dragon Palace knew that the battle between Chris and Edward had ended long ago.

In the end, Chris spent more than an hour walking half of the Thorn Ridge, finding all the black magicians and killing them all, leaving no one behind.

The harvest this time was also quite generous. A total of thirty-six space rings were obtained, as well as a large amount of magic materials stored in them.

Coupled with a ninth-level dragon corpse, the value is immeasurable.

In the past year or two, Chris has hunted too many black dragons for the Blazing Dragon Kingdom to digest, so he has sold dragon meat to nearby countries, but there is still a large amount of inventory.

The ones below level 7 were just sold out a few days ago, and now the two level 8 black dragons from Mist City have just started to be sold, and now there is another one.

Unless Chris drops the price significantly, all the dragon meat will be backlogged in the freezer in a short time.

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After the battle, Chris gathered his knights together, gathered the corpses of the black magicians together, and burned them with magic flames, leaving not even a trace of dregs behind.

More than a hundred people lined up neatly and orderly according to their status. Although their faces and bodies were covered in blood, their eyes were full of indescribable excitement.

When everyone's eyes fell on the huge dragon corpse, their hearts were filled with shock.

Especially the three Ginyuts, they never saw the white dragon coming from the beginning to the end.

In other words, the ninth-level black dragon was really killed by Chris!

Each of the noble knights was injured, and about ten of them were dead and covered with white cloth.

Chris walked in front of the team and gave a speech: "Thank you for your help. Without you, I couldn't win this war."

"To express our gratitude, everyone present can receive five kilograms of dragon meat."

Reputation from Kinuit is 50, Reputation from Toronto is 60...


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