After the Frost Silver Dragon fell to the coast, not only did the foehn wind ball created by Aragund's long arrow disappear, the black dragon let out an even more pitiful scream and fell into the sea, like a huge stone, stirring up
Waves tens of meters high.
Adrian wanted to step forward to check on the Frost Silver Dragon. Mainly out of curiosity, he had never seen a giant dragon. He had read so many Qidian novels in his previous life. Dragons have always been powerful and mysterious creatures. Now he has a chance.
A close encounter, Adrian didn't want to miss the opportunity. If he could put it into the Cauldron of Creation and bind it successfully, then Adrian would soon become a dragon knight? Well, fortunately, this is a real dragon, and his surname is not Yin.
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Furthermore, since the giant dragon asked for help from himself and others, it means that this giant dragon should be a friendly creature. Although he is not dead yet, he should not pose a threat to himself.
But as soon as Adrian took a step, he was pulled back by Rayagon. Adrian turned his head and looked at Aragund, and found that his father's face did not change at all because of "shooting" the black dragon.
Relief, but still looks as sinking as water.
Adrian turned to look at Abram again, only to find that Abram's face did not relax at all. Instead, he concentrated on searching for something on the sea. Adrian even saw a hint of something in his eyes.
With a flash of silver light, Abram actually used the power of order to strengthen his vision?
Adrian was confused now. He turned his attention back to his father. Suddenly he thought of something. He quickly turned around and raised the Wings of the South Wind, slightly stretched the bow string, and also used the power of order to strengthen his vision.
, searched the sea, and asked in a low voice: "Father, is the black dragon not dead yet?"
Aragund looked at Adrian, with a subtle look of approval on his face, and whispered: "The dragon is not so easy to kill, and the frost silver dragon cannot be completely believed.
, Mr. Abram and I are staring at the sea, and you are staring at the frost silver dragon..."
Aragund did not tell Adrian how to stare at the frost silver dragon, but Adrian and Mellie knew that Aragund asked them to keep an eye on the frost silver dragon. Once they found out that the opponent was attacking
If he wanted to, he would shoot the arrow, not to cause harm to the frost silver dragon, but to at least buy the two people who were concentrating on searching the sea a little time to react.
Adrian retracted the power of order in his eyes into the spiritual sea, and at the same time turned his gaze to the frost silver dragon on the beach. The opponent was lying on the sea like a dead beast, with a long tail behind him.
As for the deep ravine, if it weren't for the dragon's wings still trembling slightly, Adrian would have suspected that the other party was already dead.
This giant frost silver dragon should have been very beautiful before. His limbs were slender, his dragon scales were snow-white, and the dragon head on his long neck was not ferocious. On the contrary, it looked very delicate and elegant, with two graceful curves like the horns of a water antelope.
The dragon's horns grow backwards, and there are some silver-white hairs at the roots of the dragon's horns. Well, they should be called dragon whiskers.
But that was before, and now the frost-silver dragon looks miserable, with blood flowing from the corners of its mouth, nostrils, and closed eyes. Large areas of its body's dragon scales are burnt or even peeled off. The snow-white dragon wings are covered with blood.
Its skin was also in tatters. Adrian didn't know what kind of attack caused the frost silver dragon to be in such a miserable state. Anyway, Adrian felt that he would be dead if he only took one hit from such an attack.
They waited for more than ten minutes, but the situation did not change at all. Adrian was a little impatient. He secretly looked back at Aragund, and Aragund raised his foot and kicked Adrian.
: "Be careful, it's still very dangerous."
Adrian stuck out his tongue, turned back and continued to stare at the frost silver dragon. More and more blood poured out of his mouth. It seemed that he was about to die. Adrian whispered:
"Father, it seems that the frost silver dragon is going to die."
Because the opponent was close enough, Adrian and the others all changed the quantifier unit of the frost silver dragon from "only" to "bit". Aragund glanced at the frost silver dragon and said:
"Don't worry, the dragon won't die that easily. Pay attention to his limbs. He's just resting."
Adrian followed Aragund's prompts and observed the frost silver dragon for a while, and found that the other party was indeed using very gentle movements to perform a physical movement technique that might be similar to the Dance of Life, as if he was recovering from fatigue.
, Adrian himself will also use the Dance of Life to restore his physical strength after practicing martial arts.
It's just that the opponent's movement range was extremely small, so Adrian mistakenly thought it was a nervous tic. It seemed that he was really far behind. Compared to the legendary peak powerhouses like Biaragund and Abram, he was far behind.
It's not just the level of strength, there is an endless gap in combat consciousness, combat experience, and even tactical level.
So Adrian calmed down and stared closely at the white frost-silver dragon. A few more minutes passed, and suddenly Abram called out the true name of the skill: "Must hit, crush."
With the superposition of dual skills, Abram's long arrow placed on the bowstring was shot out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then plunged into the southwest sea.
After another shrill scream, the black dragon's huge body jumped out from the sea. Adrian saw that a large piece of the dragon scales on the black dragon's chest had been shot to pieces, and the bright red dragon's blood dripped onto the sea, burning up large pieces.
Large swaths of water vapor.
The black dragon's blood-red eyes glared fiercely at this side, and then rushed over. Aragund did not make a move, while Abram shot a series of long arrows as fast as he could pull out the afterimage with both hands: "It will definitely hit, repel it."
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A series of long arrows nailed a row on the black dragon's chest, curbing the huge power of the black dragon's forward charge. Then Aragund took action: "Sure hit, Twins, Foehn Wind."
The three skills were superimposed again, but this time there was no silent spell casting. This time the long arrow that was shot did not instantly cross the spatial distance, but made a sharp whistling sound and flew towards the black dragon. In mid-air, the long arrow suddenly shot up.
It split into two, and then the two arrows hit the roots of the black dragon's two dragon wings respectively. Two huge foehn balls erupted, and the black dragon fell into the sea again.
Having learned the lesson from the last time, Adrian did not act rashly this time. He still slightly opened the bow string and stared at the frost silver dragon lying on the beach.
Sure enough, the black dragon tenaciously rushed out of the sea a few minutes after falling into the sea, and rushed towards everyone again. Abram and Aragund shot a series of arrows as they had done a few minutes ago, and in succession
The order of skills is exactly the same.
But this time, the black dragon was not shot out of the sea again, because the black dragon seemed to finally remember that he was a magical creature. He spat out a series of incomprehensible languages, and then a black mist that was on fire swept the black dragon completely.
Wrapped in, although the arrows of Abram and Aragund finally dissipated the black mist, this wave of attacks did not harm the black dragon at all, and even the speed of his rushing towards him was not offset much.
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A wave of attacks by Aragund and Abram did not work, but they did not panic at all. Abram shot a series of arrows for the third time, but this time the skill was different: "Dissipate,
To crush, to repel, to repel, to repel.”
A total of five long arrows flew towards the black dragon. This time, the black dragon seemed to have no time to release the spell, but spit out a much smaller fireball of dragon breath from its mouth again. Abram's first arrow penetrated without any hindrance.
The dragon's breath fireball disappeared after passing through, and the second arrow exploded the Longxi fireball again. The remaining three arrows staggered the black dragon like three heavy hammers, and the forward momentum was once again curbed.
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At this time Aragund also seized the opportunity: "Sunstorm."
Adrian knew that Aragund was using his ultimate move. Sure enough, the long arrow shot by Aragund suddenly exploded before it flew far, and a whistling sound burned more violently with the golden sun fire.
The strong wind pressed against the black dragon like a wall of wind, enveloping him completely.
Aragund and Abram are both legendary peak warriors who have experienced the war on the Tower Mountains, and have cooperated with each other's tribe. They know very well what the other can do, so there is no need to discuss the situation.
The strategy was decided upon with Aragund as the main attack and Abram as the auxiliary.
Although both sides are arcane shooters, and both families are famous for producing arcane shooters, the arcane shooters of the two families actually have very different styles. For example, the arcane shooters of the Longbow Jin family
I prefer physical damage and various auxiliary skills, such as crushing, knockback, etc.
Their idea is to control the field, break armor, and then use the power of arrows to kill with one hit.
The Foehn Windflee's archery skills are different. Their fighting idea is to crush magic damage, using arrows as carriers to release various powerful wind and sun attribute skills. The auxiliary means are limited, but as long as they hit,
Just enough scars.
There is no difference between the two. It can only be said that the arcane shooters of the Longbow Jin family are better at single-point instant kills. They have taken the arcane shooters' strong single-point instant kill ability to the extreme, while the Foehn Windford family is better at single-point instant kills.
On the premise of ensuring the single-point instant kill ability, it also takes into account a certain amount of AOE damage.
But when the two were combined, even the giant dragon was shot out of the sea by them three times, but our side was unscathed, and even the consumed power of order was restored in time.
Yes, after falling into the sea three times, the black dragon was enveloped by Aragund's solar storm. The skin on the dragon's wings was completely burned off. After fluttering in the air a few times, it seemed that it could no longer hold on.
It fell into the sea for the third time.
This time everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Abram whistled and said, "He can never fly again."
And Aragund also smiled: "Let's go and see the frost silver dragon."
But at this moment, the black dragon jumped out of the sea again. An unprecedented huge dragon's breath was sprayed here almost as soon as the black dragon jumped out of the sea. At this time, the black dragon's eyes were already red and black.
, he splashed the sea water and rushed over desperately, the speed was not slow.
The reactions of Aragund and Abram were not unpleasant. They both shot long arrows at the fireball in an instant, but a voice sounded in Adrian's spiritual sea at this time, so he shot an arrow at the black dragon.
Just like a joke, the black dragon that survived several arrows from Aragund and Abram was shot by Adrian's long arrow directly through the dragon scales shot by Abram.
After being hit in the heart of the black dragon, the black dragon didn't even let out a cry, but just fell down on the water with its mouth wide open.
Not only was Adrian incredulous at the effect of his arrow, but Aragund and Abram were also shocked. Abram even stuttered and shouted: