Because the flesh and blood of the undead dragon has been stripped away, leaving only an empty skeleton, the powerful power of the dragon clan cannot be reflected in the undead dragon at all.
The soul fire of the bone dragon is formed by sacrificing a high-level undead, and it is not the original dragon soul. In essence, the bone dragon is a special kind of skeleton.
As for ghost dragons, their soul fire is transformed from the dragon soul, but in order to facilitate control, the memories of the ghost dragons during their lifetime have basically been erased. In other words, the ghost dragons have lost the inheritance of the dragon clan.
Therefore, bone dragons rely on their hard keel bones infected with death energy to fight, while ghost dragons, in addition to their keel bones, also have the remaining melee fighting instincts from their lifetimes, plus some abilities common to undead creatures.
Therefore, in the eyes of the dragon clan, the undead dragon cannot be regarded as a dragon at all. The decline in combat power is so severe that even a white dragon can tear apart a bone dragon alive at the same level.
For this reason alone, it is not surprising that the existence of undead dragons is seen as tarnishing the reputation and soul of the dragon clan.
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At an altitude of 10,000 meters, there is a legendary battlefield. Death Dragon Controller Burt Ryan and ten legendary undead dragons are struggling to hold on under the siege of nineteen ancient dragons, hoping to hold on until the legendary support from the Council arrives.
Below, hundreds of giant dragons were fighting together with the undead army, which had been decimated but was still extremely large in number during the first collision.
Looking at it, any giant dragon can easily fight against three or five bone dragons on its own. But Burt Ryan released as many as 1,600 bone dragons and ghost dragons, and he had already taken out all the remaining wealth of his family.
came out. Moreover, although the undead dragons are the main force among Bertlean's undead army, there are also many other types of undead.
Therefore, these young dragons are fighting very hard. Each of them is under siege. There are not many dragons who have enough energy to help other dragons, and Muria happens to be one of the few who still have enough energy to rescue them.
One of the other dragons in existence.
"Not as good as those demons in the abyss training ground." Muria, who was holding the Seven Sins Sword and the Demon Sword, sighed in a low voice. He had just charged through the undead army, and no undead could stop him.
A knife or a sword.
"It's not satisfying at all. Except for the quantity, there's nothing commendable about it." The disappointment in Muria's eyes was undisguised, but it was a pity that no dragon could see it.
In the eyes of many young dragons, they only saw a powerful golden dragon that easily penetrated the undead army before it recovered its true form. This immediately made many dragons feel encouraged.
There were even many soul-level dragons fluttering their dragon wings. One dragon rushed into the undead army first, hoping to imitate Muria and defeat the undead army and win the awe of other dragons.
However, after these dragons rushed in, they discovered that although the undead dragons had lost most of their combat effectiveness in life, they could knock several of them away with one charge.
However, the keel of the undead dragon was not as fragile and vulnerable as they saw. On the contrary, its keel was much stronger than they expected and could not be easily broken.
"They are all a bunch of idiots! Seeing His Highness Muria kill the undead army, they want to imitate it, without even looking at what His Highness is holding! Do they have it in their own hands?"
A golden dragon couldn't help but sarcastically said after seeing a few giant dragons who wanted to show off rushing into the undead army, and then being quickly surrounded by dozens or twenty undead dragons, making it difficult to even move.
"For us, the only characteristic of bone dragons is that they have strong bones. Without suitable weapons, it is difficult to crush them by ourselves." A silver dragon heard the golden dragon's words and nodded in agreement with it, "They are indeed too big.
That’s reckless!”
"Muria, please rescue those members of the same clan." Just when Muria looked up at the legendary battlefield above his head, eager to join in, a soft voice came to his ears.
"Yeah, I understand." Muria looked around and found the four reckless dragons that had broken away from the team. They were so conspicuous that they were surrounded by more than ten bone dragons, all of which had formed four irregular bone balls.
"Roar!" A dragon roar full of anger came from a bone ball. It was an adult bronze dragon whose body was covered with a layer of water film. The dragon body with obvious muscle lines and curves showed its power.
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In fact, this is indeed the case. Tail flick, claw swing, wing attack... every attack it makes hits the bone dragons surrounding it, and it can easily repel them, but it is useless.
Although the bone dragon could not resist his power, its strong body could easily withstand his power. It was just like the brown candy. It could not be beaten to death and couldn't be shaken off with a shake of the head, which made the dragon very angry.
Therefore, after fighting the bone dragon for a few rounds, the bronze dragon regretted his behavior, but it was too late to retreat at this time, as the bone dragon had already surrounded it.
Moreover, even though the bone dragon is not as good as the real dragon in many places, it still has a dragon bone. Their claws can tear the scales of the dragon and tear off the flesh and blood of the real dragon.
Therefore, when Muria's eyes turned to this roaring bronze dragon, many parts of its body were torn apart by bone dragons, dripping with blood, and looked very miserable. Just now, one of its dragon wings almost almost
After being torn off by the bone dragon, he roared out in pain.
The dragon's self-esteem is definitely among the highest among all races in Ionia. Therefore, some dragons are unwilling to ask for help even if they encounter life-threatening situations.
After Muria saw this scene, he threw the Demon Sword in his hand towards the location of the bronze dragon without hesitation, without even looking at how many undead dragons were between them.
Because there was no need, the Demon Sword made a slightly dissatisfied buzz, then turned into a sword rainbow and shot out angrily, shattering all the undead that stood in front of it along the way.
"Bang!" "Bang!"... One after another, the bone dragons were penetrated by the sword rainbow. The better ones had only a few claws and missing tails. The unlucky ones had their spines broken and half of the dragon's body was gone.
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The most unlucky bone dragon's skull was directly crushed, and the soul fire formed by sacrificing a high-level undead was directly destroyed by the sword energy.
The sword rainbow crossed the sky and came to the side of the bronze dragon, which was covered in blood under the siege of the bone dragon. The sword light was so powerful that it turned into a light curtain and instantly destroyed the three bone dragons on the side of the bronze dragon, opening the door for the bronze dragon.
A way of retreat.
but,
"This sword..." The bronze dragon's dragon eyes were staring at the Demon Sword. Since the sword was made of a mixture of legendary metals, it couldn't tell what material it was made of, but the dragon's instinct told it
, this sword is very precious and very powerful.
So the bronze dragon did not retreat, but stretched out its claws to grab the Demon Sword...