In the middle of the dark sea of fog, an island as majestic as a sky-supporting pillar pierced the dim sky.
Thin clouds wrap around it, like a palace in the sky where gods live.
Compared with the black mist sea level that is filled with the breath of death, this unattainable island exudes deeper darkness, more boundless silence, chaos and bloodlust.
This is Dawn Dragon City, the lair of the demon dragon, the only holy place of exile in the demon world that is not soaked in sunlight.
The bone mound hall, which is made of the bones of the Mandelago beast, is the only building on this lonely island.
Matching this huge temple, built with ribs and leaking air from all sides, is an incomplete bust of a god hundreds of meters high.
The bone-shaped war hammer holding the meaning of killing has long since disappeared with the arm, leaving only a reincarnation scale representing rebirth, dependent on the lonely arm and the lower half of the sculpture.
In fact, during the Battle of Dragon Sea that year, the original Olympus Temple of the Demonic Dragon Clan had long been completely destroyed. The current temple was only rebuilt later, and the incomplete statue of Ner'zhul was a tribute to the Dragon Sea that year.
The only evidence of the battle.
In the cold and clear air, dots of blue light shone.
The ribs of the Mandela behemoth are not only as round as jade, but the phosphorus fire in the bone marrow also functions as floating lighting. In the devil world, only the most noble temples are often qualified to use this building material.
On both sides of the palace are rows of giant torches fueled by mermaid grease. The cyan eternal flames not only failed to illuminate the dark and deep palace, but instead added a mysterious darkness and danger to the place.
of unknown.
At the end of the vague sight, on the throne of thorns and bones standing under the statue of Ner'zhul, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor Chaplin submerged himself in thick shadows, his amber pupils flickering, looking down at the ministers with different expressions.
them.
Even with the restraints of Zorro's black mask, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor's slightly slack facial muscles on his cheeks are still brewing with tension and uneasiness, hesitation and preparation, and, expectation, great expectation.
A huge crystal prism stands in the center of the hall, and all eyes are focused on the smooth polygonal mirror.
Circles of ancient and profound golden runes and mysterious star patterns are depicted on the smooth and fat bone brick floor. The center of each six-pointed star symbol is printed with the symbol of hell flames, and the magnificent halo of elements reflects the colorful clouds.
Ni, gathered on the crystal prism, projecting a fast-moving picture--a demon dragon with a head and body fifteen meters away, flapping its purple flesh wings, moving against each other.
Under the leadership of the Night Shadow Dragon and the Colorful Dragon, they flap their wings and fly.
They left the two suns of the Demon Realm far behind, and the blazing light and steaming hot wind saw them off.
They leave their backs to the whole world and choose the distant horizon.
In the twisted air, the vast and vast plain is almost reaching its end.
Gravel, dust and dead grass rolled like waves under the wings of a magic dragon.
"Your Majesty, I believe that after this sneak attack, our demon dragon clan will officially gain several times our current strength." A night shadow dragon prince couldn't help but break the long silence, his tone was full of an almost imperceptible resentment.
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No one can understand the martial tradition of the Demon Dragon Clan, and no one can understand the Demon Dragon Clan's passion for fighting, especially since all of this is based on tactics.
This glorious and simple sneak attack mission, His Majesty the Emperor did not leave it to the experienced Lao Long to lead the team, but chose the young Crown Prince Demon Dragon. This was certainly because His Majesty the Emperor Dragon wanted to replace Crown Prince Alain Delon in the mission.
Establishing absolute authority before taking the throne, but doing so will inevitably make those twilight dragons and the young and powerful princes who have been proud of their years feel dissatisfied and complain after careful reflection.
"The passage and changes of the years are a hurdle that no one can overcome! My dear Richard Gere." The Demon Dragon Emperor said lightly in his usual calm tone: "The experience and accumulation of the old people are certainly a strong force.
Combat power, but my brother, you must admit that no matter we are magic dragons or Aegean dragons, most of the time in battle we still rely on fangs, claws and dragon horns to engage in heart-to-heart combat. This is a kind of fighting with
Innate instinct is also our greatest asset."
"Time has brought us aging, but the twins of fate are fair. The elders have gained more wisdom than the children, and they have also cultivated and accumulated more powerful and complex arcana. This is also ours.
Capital." Richard.
Prince Kil also responded to his king and brother with the inherent stubbornness of the dragon clan.
Faced with words that question his own strength, even if they come from His Majesty the Emperor, only the mute dragon would choose to remain silent.
Excuses! These are all boring excuses! The Dragon Prince shouted in his heart.
"Richard Gere, my good brother, do you think that in close combat, there is more room to use hand-to-hand combat skills, or there is more room to use arcane attacks? Which one is better at that time, your claws or arcane attacks?"
His Majesty Chaplin Shi Shiran stood up, took a special duck step, swung the golden scepter in his hand, and slowly walked to the side of the Dragon Prince: "Don't think you have been insulted by me,
I didn’t mean that! The youth and vitality of the children allow them to gain greater advantages in close combat. Hey! Even if they are injured, they can survive better than the old dragons!"
"I can't do it if I don't accept it." His Majesty the Dragon Emperor let out a long sigh.
I don’t know whether he was speaking this desolate and lonely confession to the prince or to himself.
"Your wisdom can dispel the eternal darkness of the sea of fog." The young and powerful Demon Dragon Prince did not think that his physical strength and hand-to-hand combat skills had declined, but he had to admit that he, who had always attracted old-school forces, wanted to win the crown prince's hand.
The chances of passing the throne are getting smaller and smaller.
Three pairs of night shadow dragons and the colorful dragons took thirty demon dragons to attack the two Aegean dragon cities. They chose the safest path. The advantage in strength was so obvious. The information was strictly blocked and even the demon clan officials did not know about it.
, every time he thinks about this, the Demon Dragon Prince will feel unwilling and depressed.
Maybe the next time these children come back, their strength will no longer be something that the old dragons can look up to.
Ner'zhul, Ner'zhul, why do you want the demon dragon clan to have the ability to "eat dragons"? Looking at the "Thousand-year-old Mirror" in the center of the palace, the demon dragons are passing through the "Great Rift in Time and Space"
", the Demonic Dragon Prince Richard.
His Highness Kiel couldn't help but think maliciously: If His Royal Highness Crown Prince Alain Delon suffered a big loss this time, wouldn't I have hope of becoming the next Dragon Emperor?
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When the sea is flowing, heroes will show their true colors.
At the most critical moment, a true king will always use his broad back to shield his subjects from the wind and rain.
The ancient dragon Wenger is a great being that no strong person can ignore. This fourth-level earth dragon is the most proficient in the "Dragon Summoning Technique" in the history of the Aegean. He has participated in the Dragon Clan for more than 10,000 years.
In all foreign wars since then, his experience is almost equivalent to the chronicle of the Aegean continent.
However, no matter how ambitious the old man is, he still has to face the fact that he is no longer young as time goes by.
Compared with hand-to-hand combat and magic skills, Wenger is no longer the strong point of the longevity star of the dragon clan.
Even though Wenger was once a famous strongman of the Dragon Clan, that was after all.
When the strength, experience and combat skills of both warring parties were at the same starting line, the young and strong Niewin Inke used ruthless facts to tell the old Wenger that the stage of real swordsmanship no longer belonged to him in his twilight years.
Different from the sneak attacks and group fights of Feilengcui's shameless father-and-son soldiers, the duel between Nerwin Ink and Wenger was a real bayonet.
The Biluo three-stranded steel fork passed down from generation to generation by the Grand Commander of the Blood River was forged using the Biyan fire in the abyss of the underworld. It was born with the dual damage attributes of fire and acid poison, and was mixed with "Tinaeron Dark Metal"
The excellent texture of the three-strand steel fork makes it indestructible and at the same time doubles the dark force of the Blood River Commander.
Relying on this ancestral weapon, Nevinerink stabbed out rows of shocking three-eye holes on Wenger's wing roots, neck and nose one by one, causing the gurgling dragon's blood to "gurgling" outwards wrapped in large strings of foam.
Spurting, leaving the deepest damage to this legendary dragon----------From the location of these scars, we can see the shrewdness of Blood River Commander Nevinrink.
Almost all the parts are the dragon's weak spots and vital points.
What is particularly commendable is that during the battle with Wenger, Nerink did not even use a single magic attack!
The Commander of the Blood River has always been deeply superstitious about his tall body of about forty meters and his almost endless majestic power.
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It should be said that it is a firm belief!
It firmly believes that 90% of the magic in the world cannot reach the damage caused by the steel fork in its hand! {PS: This is a fact.}
Similarly, Nerwink also has absolute trust in his "tempered lava skin".
In addition to Wenger's minions, which can make the blood river commander a little afraid, the son of Hades did not pay attention to any of the twelve elemental dragons summoned by the old man of the Dragon Clan to assist in the battle. Their biting and tearing are too much for ordinary people.
It may be a disaster, but to the Lord of the Underworld, it is just childish.
Although the chest and leg areas quickly turned into a muddy pulp of flesh and blood in the fierce battle, the spirit of the Blood River Commander became stronger and stronger with each fight--as long as
As long as his vitals are not injured, Nevinnke doesn't mind paying the necessary price. For this reason, it even sacrifices its left arm to let Wenge's breath condense into a huge stone pillar.
Perhaps if things continue like this, Nevin Erin can use the most reliable bloodletting tactics to defeat this legendary dragon, but in that case, it is undoubtedly unlikely to achieve immediate results. When the scum father and son soldiers are wreaking havoc everywhere, Nevin Erin, who has a wide perspective,
Ke has begun to notice that something is wrong. Both the Grand Duke of Ribok and the Twin Star Wolf Envoy are the beloved generals of the Blood River Commander, and the "Shrinking Eye Demon King" is the master of the underworld that he has recently recruited.
, is also a rare underworld beast on the verge of extinction. Even such a powerful subordinate cannot resist the opponent's encirclement and suppression, which shows the intensity of the war.
When the "Flame" began to appear, the Blood River Commander Nevinrink could no longer bear it. He chose to step forward and no longer tried to hold back. The enemy's rapid strike ability made it feel heartbroken.
Nevelink, whose hand-to-hand combat prowess ranks first in the underworld, is actually also a master of magic.
Although its magic level is still far behind that of Ingrichebao, the first commander in charge of the river of souls, and Rika Yadenbu, the second commander in charge of the river of bones, this distance is compared to the other two commanders.
Speaking of it----------Don't forget, the underworld is the top of the food chain recognized by all major planes in the world.
Nevelink, who is proficient in the four elements of magic, almost without thinking, chanted a spell that has long been lost in the underworld.
Each and every obscure note, as small and soft as a trickle, is like the dancing toes of a dancing girl. It repeats gracefully from its throat and is transmitted to the cold air. What seems extremely weird is that the blood river leader's
The chanting sounds like multiple performances by a symphony orchestra, with several ancient mantras lingering and intersecting in the air at every moment, with awe-inspiring layers.
The elemental tide began to restless, and this restlessness affected not the senses, but the origin of the soul.
The obscure secret notes are like the clarion call for advancement on the ancient battlefield, crossing the distance and length of the long river of history and scattering over the pure sky of the Aegean.
Except for Wenger, who was very close at hand, these spells were extremely secretive and could hardly be heard by others.
Nevinerink used his own personal experience to prove that the volume of chanting spells does not necessarily mean that the volume when chanting is equally huge. In fact, whether it is physical combat or magic, the tension displayed by the Blood River Commander can be used to thread an embroidery needle.
The same dexterity and elegance can be used to describe it.
In this series of rapidly converging murmurs, the originally fast-flowing hurricanes in the sky seemed to be tainted with different signs. Dipolo suddenly lost its original color, and the passage of time also appeared slow due to man-made reasons.
Clear pause.
Pieces of icy frost flowers flickered in the sky, like a dream.
Like the sigh of death that only exists in the land of silence, it emerges with incomparable ethereal joy.
Wenger's expression suddenly turned pale.
He, who is knowledgeable and well-informed, has already noticed that his body begins to feel heavy and sluggish as the other person sings.
This unnatural pull and restraint becomes more intense with the blooming of each scale.
The ancient dragon with a keen sense of smell guessed what this magic was almost immediately.
The legendary "Judgment of the Blue King"! Double Aria of Death!
This is a long-lost deep air blast technique. It uses the power of freezing air to pull the air in the target's body, causing chain expansion and cracking from the inside out!
All internal blasting magics are top-notch attack magics!
According to the general magic level of the Aegean continent, "Deep Blue's Judgment" belongs to the top of the pyramid of tutor-level single-target attack spells! This is also equivalent to the unique trick of a fifth-level dragon in a duel!
The reason why Wenger was so shocked was not just because of the power of the "Judgment of the Deep Blue King".
The most powerful and strange thing about this magic is that it can use the air technique of controlling the vocal cords to simultaneously complete the spell of two magic notes by using the double vibration of the vocal cords in the same wave of singing--------
----This is the biggest reason why the "Judgment of the Deep Blue King" has been lost for a long time, because if you want to release this magic, you have to have an extra mouth than ordinary people!
How else to call it the Double Aria of Death?
There is no doubt that compared to powerful spells of the same level, "The Judgment of the Deep Blue King" can complete the spell at twice the speed. In other words, no matter what magic Wenger sings now, he can no longer keep up with Neviner.
Yin Ke’s spell casting speed!
Even if you think about it with your knees, the reason why Newen Erink dared to do this is because he clearly knew that within the time of holding the spell, Wenger could not rely on close combat or magic attacks to interrupt its chanting----
----In the battle just now, the General of Blood River has fully understood the opponent's hard-fighting strength. Regarding this point, it is unlikely that any experienced master will make a miscalculation and fail.
The defense-breaking ability of single-target attack spells at the mentor level is unparalleled, and "The Judgment of the Deep Blue King" is the best among them. Although Wenger has never tried to resist such a powerful magic head-on, he can infer from theory
If so, given his magic resistance and body, as well as the earth-type protective magic "Hard Stone Barrier" that can be summoned within the specified time, it is estimated that it will be difficult to resist.
This is also Niewerink's view.
Faced with the seemingly impossible multiple-choice question, Wenger, the legendary dragon, did not give in or escape.
A loud and boundless obscure dragon language quickly played in the air. The discolored sky seemed to be turned upside down. The sunlight formed a dense vortex. A vast and vast rainbow appeared across the sky. After each musical scale, a bright and crystal gem appeared.
Quietly gathering on the rainbow.
After the first string of spells was completed, Wenger's mouth began to close tightly.
He swooped forward and used his sharp dragon horns to start chasing Nevelink, who was dodging lightly.
Facing the indestructible and wind-impermeable three-pronged steel fork, the ancient dragon burst out with an indomitable momentum.
It no longer hesitates to put its claws in contact with the opponent's weapons, even if it pays the price of blood and flesh.
Although Wenger has stopped singing, the dragon voice scale in the air has not stopped.
The sound of chanting the mantra, which was sometimes loud and sometimes vigorous, came out in succession, like slowly flowing from an automatically playing imperial crystal card.
After each short pause of the scale spell, the reflection of a gem crystal will appear on the rainbow bridge, which is dazzling and blurry.
"Guidance Song"!
This is the top-level fourth-level magic in the "Dragon Language Great Summoning Technique". It is also a unique magic and can only be used once.
When the starting scale of the "Guidance Song" is played, the special audio of the dragon's language will undergo chain resonance, automatically giving birth to the next spell scale until the entire magic is completed.
During this period, the caster does not need to chant, but the caster cannot chant to summon other magic at the same time.
This is a magic that can be completed even if you die immediately. It is also the only special magic in the known world that cannot be interrupted.
"Song of Guidance" summons a high-level natural dragon living in the dragon world: the Fort Lion Dragon.
The natural dragons of this lineage are also a dragon clan that does not exist in the Aegean continent, and are also called gem dragons.
Wenger did not choose to cowardly escape, nor did he choose to risk his life and death by using the extremely powerful protective magic in earth magic. He chose to die gloriously without any hesitation, and at the same time, he led a new life.
A powerful alien dragon will take his place to fight against Nevinrink.
The top-level spell "The Judgment of the Deep Blue King", which can be chanted twice as fast, immediately eclipses the "Song of Guidance".
If the time goes back another two thousand years, Nerink's attempt to bully Wenger's old age and frailty may not be able to work, but today's Blood River Commander has undoubtedly taken advantage of this.
When it brandished three steel forks to resist Wenger's last wave of attacks, a crystal clear ice lotus bloomed brilliantly from underneath Wenger's body, and the delicate and dense icy air quickly seeped in like water vapor after opening an oven.
Inside the body of the ancient dragon.
The white tracks that spread from the scales instantly covered Wenger's body like a chain net.
After the white light spread across the sky and shone over a large area, the ancient dragon Wenger became history.
His whole body was translucent and turned into a hollow ice sculpture, and his internal organs were shattered into particles of dust in the air explosion.
At this time, Ichijo's "Fire of Iron Goddess of Mercy" just imprinted the images of the two hunting demons on the tiger's sleeping stone for less than a moment.
The dragon's great call still sounds lonely in the air, and the vast golden rainbow bridge is still condensed with gems one by one.
Covered in scars and blood, Nevinerink soared down from the sky as quickly as a meteor. First with a thunderous and domineering momentum, and then with the lightness and dexterity of a dragonfly on water, he silently towered over the arrogant people.
In front of Ichijo.
The Lord of the Underworld stared at all the strong men of the Aegean with his eyes that looked down on all things, without flinching.
The sea of flames and candle-headed forests rolling and rolling on the ground were swaying fearfully here and there in front of its powerful power that shattered the world.
Nevelink moved the three steel forks held in his giant claws sideways, and all the beasts immediately left their opponents behind and gathered around him.
The Aegean dragon did not block or entangle, and each one of them gave way to the channel in a gentlemanly manner.
After all, this is a competition on the same level, not bullying of inferior mortals. No matter how much fearless courage and desire to fight I had in my chest earlier, it has almost expired by now.
There are less than twenty underworld beasts left, and there are probably about forty Aegean dragons.
Since the war, the numerical ratio between the two sides has shown a difference.
"Bull B, Yi Jiao! Even the two-color flame of the cocktail was made." The tenth prince, Wentai Claire, gave Yi Jiao a thumbs up sourly.
Any form of cocktail magic is more or less destroying the balance of magic law. Even if it is the fusion of two different high-level flames in fire magic, it still means an extremely terrifying achievement, which has to be envied.
envy.
"From now on, you will be responsible for all the screens at home. Put the shadow of a super-class underworld beast on it. Hey, that's not an ordinary one." Liu Zhencheng held the battle ax and glanced at Nevin with one eye.
Yin Ke, one eye was focused on Yi Jiao who was dumbfounded.
"Humble creature! Since we are close in strength, don't use sneak attacks and group fights that undermine the status of a strong man!" The commander of the Blood River shook three steel forks and shot a blue flaming arrow: "Come and fight me!
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"Reptile!" Liu Zhenshao hid behind Yi Jiao, using the flame immunity of the fire-avoiding dragon ball to split the blue "Flame Arrow" shot by the Blood River Commander into two halves: "You must be an idiot.
Yes! Now that I am outnumbered, can you give me a reason not to fight in groups?"
"When it comes to numbers, have you forgotten that we still have two commanders in the underworld?" Newerink laughed angrily: "Do you think my two brothers can't come to the Aegean?"
"Do you think you are the only one who can blow the whistle to call people?" Liu Zhenzhen sneered, took out his Bone Union Treasure Box, and shouted: "Come over here, we have Taiping Fist now!"
As if in response to Lao Liu's call, the "Great Rift in Time and Space" across the basin valley exploded, and a large group of menacing super-level experts jumped out from it.
This is a group of two-headed dragons with two ferocious dragon heads and bone-shaped wing helmets, huge bodies, boundless wingspan, and dark blue with a hint of blue.
Leading among them were six handsome men and women with Zorro-style masks and horns cut off on their heads.
The elemental tide in the space was quickly coated with a thick smell of blood. This powerful force revealed the dragon's breath that everyone is familiar with, evil and overwhelming.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
After the demon dragon was confused, it suddenly felt like it was facing a formidable enemy, because a large group of Aegean dragons were gathering here, and it looked like they were setting up an ambush.
After the Aegean dragon saw who it was, his scalp was exploding.
The Summer Palace Guards and foreign aid experts rolled their eyes wildly.
"Day!" Liu Zhenzhen's paws were completely numb.
The most sad and angry one is Nevinrink, the commander of the Blood River. Damn it, he actually ambushed such a large group of dragons. Do you really think I am a fool?
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