Chapter two hundred and eighty fourth tooth dragon disaster
"Boom!" Several gold-level priests and a soul-level red archbishop had just been chatting for a few words when a teleportation light beam emitting terrifying energy fluctuations broke through the space and landed on the teleportation circle in front of them. Violently The shock wave swept across the vast hall, and the white mage robes of the priests rustled.
In the stunned eyes of these priests, their teleportation array exploded, and a deep layer of the marble floor blessed by the magical array was flattened.
Soon the smoke dispersed, and when the inhuman figures of Muria and his party emerged from the teleportation, several gold-level priests exclaimed, followed by murderous looks on their faces: "The evil dragon is coming!"
Then, without hesitation, these guys launched magical attacks on Muria and his party!
"Don't attack them." When the magical spells were attacking them, behind Muria, the blue-haired lady Fiona took a step forward. After all these magical spells were blocked, Muria ordered.
If Muria didn't say anything, Fiona would be ready to fight back. As a five-color dragon, how good could her temper be? It was strange that the green dragon, known for its violence and cruelty, could endure being suddenly attacked by a group of humans. .
"Your Highness, these humans..."
"We can't blame them. It should be that the church that sent us here didn't communicate clearly with us." Muria glanced behind him, and saw twelve five-color dragons with dense scales and nearly 20 meters in length squatting on the ground. , seeing a group of humans attacking them, they also bared their teeth and roared, wanting to breathe out dragon breath.
When normal humans see a group of evil dragons suddenly appearing in front of them, they either attack or run for their lives without communicating as a third option. The biggest reason why non-human beings such as Muria are suddenly attacked is because of these twelve non-transforming spells. guy.
"Stop attacking!" Seeing this group of "people" with twelve five-color dragons appearing, easily blocking their attacks, but not fighting back, the leader of the red archbishop finally reacted, and he realized that he seemed to be fighting Wrong.
After hearing the cardinal's order, the priests who had realized something was wrong stopped attacking. Outside the room, temple guards wearing heavy armor poured in. They heard an exclamation of "The evil dragon is coming". So come and support.
"Which Golden Dragon Lord Muria came to support you?" Cardinal Sulcata looked at the beautiful green-haired woman standing in front of a black-haired and golden-eyed boy with some trepidation, and the one next to her with a serious look on her face. The red-haired man looked at them with a ferocious smile.
Only then did he understand why the church in Ionia asked him to prepare mentally in advance.
"I am Muria." Muria patted Fiona in front of her. After she stepped away, she looked up at the clergy who were facing an enemy. Her golden pupils slowly turned into vertical pupils. The depressing power of the dragon spreads.
Feeling this pressure, Cardinal Sulcata breathed a sigh of relief. This was the aura of the golden dragon, but he still looked at the "people", dragons, and cats around Muria with some vigilance: "Are they?"
"I have followers and subordinates." Muria explained calmly, and there was no need to introduce Troy and them in detail.
"Are they all five-color dragons?"
"right."
The expressions on the faces of these priests suddenly became very wonderful. This support was beyond their imagination.
"The guys over there in Ionia are really unreliable." Hearing Muria's words, Sulcata could not help but curse in his heart. He actually found a group of five-color dragons to come over to support them. How could it be more outrageous?
Although he scolded the church in Ionia in his heart, Sulcata still had a smile on his face without a trace of dissatisfaction: "Your Excellency Muria, I am really sorry, Ionia
The church nearby did not explain the situation clearly to us, so we attacked you out of panic."
"I understand." Muria looked at the nervous temple guards who surrounded them, nodded slightly, and looked thoughtful.
These guards wear heavy armor, and they basically hold heavy weapons such as halberds and axes and guns. Their temperament is fierce, and they carry a thick smell of blood. They are different from those in Ionia who basically use weapons.
The temple guards who come to show off are different. They are all warriors who have truly experienced life and death.
The subcontinent of Osniro seems to be more chaotic than the Ionian subcontinent, which can be seen from the equipment of the temple guards and the reaction of the priests.
Just when Muria was thinking this, a huge roar and the roar of monsters came. At the same time, a gold-level warrior covered in blood and wearing black armor rushed in and shouted angrily:
"Those evil dragons are coming to attack the city again with a wave of monsters. What are the people in your temple doing? Hurry up to the city wall. Lord Sulcata, when will the support your temple said..."
The anxious warrior's words were stuck in his throat before he could speak. He saw Muria and other inhuman beings, especially the twelve extremely conspicuous five-color dragons behind him.
Before his mind could react, the warrior's body reacted in advance. Without thinking, the warrior drew his sword and slashed at Muria and the others with a beam of sword light.
"Presumptuous! Human." The Red Dragon Outlets, who had just been beaten first by Fiona and did not get a chance to show off, was immediately overjoyed. He roared angrily and slapped out a palm, and a red dragon claw that was almost solidified appeared.
He came out, shattered the sword light, and struck the warrior.
There was an ear-piercing sound of bone cracking, and the warrior had no resistance and was slapped away by Outlet's palm. His arms were broken, his chest collapsed and sunken, blood sprayed, and his body flew out and smashed into a pillar.
Seeing such a scene, the temple guards surrounding Muria and other inhumans all stepped forward and pointed their weapons at them, and the atmosphere instantly became solemn.
"Put down your weapons, what are you doing? This is our reinforcement." A drop of cold sweat dripped from Cardinal Sulcata's forehead, and he could already see the smile on Muria's face disappearing.
Their two consecutive attacks seemed to make the golden dragon master angry. No matter how you say it, this is an offense. Fortunately, it is a golden dragon. If it were another dragon type, it would have been attacked by humans one after another, and it would have gone crazy.
For example, now around Muria, except for himself who can remain expressionless and calm, all the dragons including Troy have angry expressions. Five-color dragons have never had a good temper, even if they are raised by Muria
So are those.
"Your Excellency Golden Dragon, please forgive our offense. The reason why we are like this is because the city under my feet is being besieged by a group of evil dragons. That's why we reacted like this after seeing your subordinates."
"What kind of dragon is attacking your city?" Muria asked with a frown, listening to the roar outside.