"Thank you for your concern, Brother Muria. We don't need it for the time being." Hearing the voice ringing in her ears, the golden dragon Kaslana narrowed her eyes slightly with a hint of a smile.
"Is it really unnecessary?" Muria asked again.
"It's just a bunch of green dragons. My sister can still handle them."
"Okay, then I'll go deal with that red dragon."
"Ugh!" She used Mordenkainen's Sword to kill a green dragon. The golden dragon Kaslana raised her staff and knocked away a green dragon that rushed towards her. Then she glanced at the five people who were protecting the Varianti defense circle
A red archbishop.
"Could it be that the Dawn Church paid for Brother Muria's help? This is possible. Anyway, such a large church is not short of money at all. But it is also possible that Brother Muria took the initiative to help?"
The golden dragon belongs to the lawful good camp. Seeing the existence of the evil camp and wanting to fight is a completely normal thought.
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On the other side, the red dragon, Scarlet Wings Outlet, who was attacking Varianti's city defense formation with four soul-level werewolves and four vampire marquises, suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.
The red dragon, which was spitting dragon flames towards the shield, was just about to follow its instinct and run away. A portal suddenly opened next to its ferocious dragon head, and a huge golden dragon claw poked out from it, grabbing it.
He grabbed the red dragon's thick neck, then picked it up and threw it directly towards the werewolf army surrounding Varianti.
Amidst countless werewolves fleeing in panic and screaming, the Red Dragon Outlets drew a straight rainbow and hit it heavily in the wilderness suburbs. Its huge inertia caused it to draw a path nearly a kilometer long on the ground.
The ravines, vegetation, boulders, and low hills encountered along the way all turned into powder.
As for the werewolf standing on top, there was naturally not even a bone left. The inertia of the red dragon, which was nearly a hundred meters long, was not something that these bronzes, which did not even have the ability to fly, could withstand. The silver-level low-level werewolf could withstand it.
"Who is it?" Red Dragon Outlets, who was suddenly caught and thrown out like an object, got up and stared at its original location, roaring angrily, "How dare you offend the great Lord Scarlet Wings."
The portal where a dragon's claw was poked out just now expanded rapidly in front of everyone's eyes, and then, a giant golden dragon with bright golden light walked out calmly and leisurely, its huge and majestic dragon body entrenched in mid-air.
, the dragon head with six winding horns looked down at the red dragon that he had just thrown out.
"Me! Do you have any objections?"
"I..." Red Dragon Outlets looked at the sudden appearance of the golden dragon's body that was stronger than him and the dragon scale armor that gave the dragon a heavy feeling. He opened his mouth and squeezed.
He said the word "I", but he didn't hold back the second word.
The impact of Muria's dragon form on it was too great, especially the six dragon horns on his forehead that were winding like a crown, which deeply suppressed it.
It is not a dragon beast without inheritance. Of course it knows what these six dragon horns represent.
"The descendant of the first Dragon King!"
"As long as I recognize it, I'll give you a chance to surrender to me! I'll spare your life!" Mu Ruiya's golden dragon eyes stared at this old red dragon, which was not much smaller than it, and said in a calm tone.
"..." The Red Dragon Outlet was silent for a while. From Muria's appearance, one could tell that the source of his bloodline was the golden dragon, a species of dragon that was naturally hostile to him.
If these words were spoken by the first-generation dragon descendant of the Red Dragon King, he would certainly have bowed his head without any hesitation.
But now, this one suddenly appeared, and the one who asked him to surrender as soon as he opened his mouth was a dragonborn who was promoted from a golden dragon to a dragon king. Of course, he was... unwilling.
What's more, this descendant of the Dragon King seems to have only the second level of soul power, which is three levels lower than him.
If it can kill or even capture this descendant of the first dragon king alive and dedicate it to Tiamat, the great mother of evil dragons, then it may receive unimaginable gifts. For example, it can give its own dragon bloodline to Tiamat.
Go up a few levels.
"Oh, you are so courageous." Just when Red Dragon Outlets was trying to do something wrong, Muria felt a strong sense of malice. Red Dragon has always been high-profile and undisguised in doing things. The word low-key,
It has nothing to do with a flamboyant and arrogant dragon species like the red dragon.
"Forget it if you don't want to surrender, but you actually dare to think wrong about me. Should I say you are brave, or should I say you don't know the heights of the world, old dragon."
"Boom!" A thunderous burst of air sounded. In a straight line from Muria to the Red Dragon Outlet, circles of air explosion rings appeared. The strong wind blew away countless werewolves and bats.
.
A straight vacuum channel appeared, which was brought out by Muria's powerful dragon body when it charged.
After sensing the red dragon's malice, Muria directly flapped the dragon's wings, instantly crossing a distance of a thousand meters and appearing in front of the red dragon. The slender dragon tail with a diamond-shaped gun blade tip was swinging like a divine whip.
, it was drawn to the red dragon.
"Ouch!" Red Dragon Outlet let out a miserable howl. Under Muria's attack with the thorny scale-armored dragon tail, Red Dragon Outlet's huge dragon body, which was like a small hill, was struck by him.
The tail was drawn from the ground into the air, and the dragon's blood was swaying like hot lava.
From his neck to his back, a deep bone-deep scar appeared. All the dragon scales, flesh and blood on it disappeared and no longer existed. But soon, the flesh and blood around the scar began to squirm and began to grow new muscles visible to the naked eye, revealing
It belongs to the strong vitality of high-level dragons.
"With such little ability, you still dare to think wrong about me." Muria sneered as he whipped the red dragon into the sky, vibrated his wings and chased after him. A muscular dragon claw poked out, and he was about to catch him again.
Towards the neck of the red dragon.
"Even if you are the descendant of the Dragon King, you can't treat me like this!" The Red Dragon Outlets, who had been hit twice, saw the undisguised arrogance and indifference in the eyes of Muria Yaojin Dragon Eyes who was catching up, and suddenly
It became violent.
It had always looked down on other lowly creatures with such a superior look, and now suddenly in a principality city, it was being looked at like this by another dragon whose strength level was weaker than his.
It immediately couldn't accept it, even if it was a descendant of the first-generation Dragon King. According to the inheritance description, it was a more noble existence than the ancestral dragon. It couldn't accept this kind of contempt.
"Roar!" The hot dragon flames gush out, and Red Dragon Outlet uses the dragon's signature ability, breath.
"Disgusting!" Faced with the red dragon's breath that was so hot that even the space seemed to be slightly distorted, Muria made no dodge. The dragon's claws directly faced the red dragon's breath. In its shocked eyes, it choked for the second time.
He grabbed it by the neck, then picked it up and smashed it to the ground with a force that the red dragon couldn't resist...