"We don't have to help him until his condition is lifted, so we will help others for the time being."
"With the combat power that His Highness is showing now, I feel that he will be able to kill all those legends in a short time."
Even in the form of a true dragon, the Silver Dragon's temperament still seemed somewhat elegant. He couldn't help but let out an exclamation of surprise as he watched Muria kill everyone with a sword.
"Okay, stop talking and start taking action!" Looking at the silver dragons who started to discuss, the leading ancient silver dragon felt a headache. Although she was nominally the queen of Tiago Kingdom, these silver dragons had to obey orders.
To her, but in fact, they all work independently and are a loose coalition government, with no real subordinate relationship.
"I'm asking you two to entangle the ice dragon and prevent it from interfering with His Highness's battle. If possible, seal it!"
After the leading ancient silver dragon looked at Muria's violent fighting posture that had nothing to do with a normal golden dragon, he lowered his head and looked at the ruins of the iceberg not far below. A spear in the shape of a thunder was nailed to the iceberg.
The ice dragon on top has torn its own flesh and blood and is trying to break free from the oppression of the spear.
It tore off its own jaw and is now tearing away the scales and flesh of its neck. It cannot shake the Sun Chaser Spear, so it can only use self-mutilation to escape.
"As for the other dragons, you are free to choose your battle group and help whoever you want to help!"
"But, who can we help?" The eight silver dragons looked at the leading ancient silver dragon in confusion. In their eyes, except for Muria, Michaela and Ilvester, the other fighting dragons were still
None of the giants are good. Their fighting silver dragons just think they can do it alone.
"Of course I am a subordinate who helps His Highness."
"But among these legends, who is in the same camp as His Highness Muria?"
"Yeah, we can't tell the difference." A silver dragon with a slender and elegant body swung its tail and flapped its wings, lazily echoing, "So, we can't help."
"Stop pretending to be stupid!" The ancient silver dragon glared at these guys who wanted to be lazy, "That ancient green dragon is the one who likes to live in the tropical jungle. There is no way that there is such a dragon on our continent.
, it should have followed Muria to come to us."
"And the descendant of the red dragon, she knew right away that she was not from our subcontinent."
"It's not good to help these guys!" These are five-color dragons who have a gap with the silver dragons, and the silver dragons are a little unhappy.
"There are frost giants and frost giant warriors fighting down below. Do we really want to help them? Are we consuming the power of our followers in a place like this?"
"We must help them. This is the Dragon King's order!"
"Okay, okay!" Out of respect and awe for the Dragon King, the nine silver dragons opened the nine circular space doors. Then, the air force belonging to the Tiago United Kingdom flew out first - a well-equipped force.
The cold subspecies flying dragon troops.
Then, a mighty floating fleet appeared from the annular space gate. This was the air defense force that a kingdom should have.
"These frost giants below, just attack those without armor!"
"How can ordinary frost giants forge metal weapons despite knowing it?"
"Didn't I just ask for confirmation to avoid making mistakes?"
"I think you just want to find a dragon to share the responsibility!"
"Notify the fleet, adjust the muzzle of the guns to point at the frost giants without armor, and blast them hard. Don't hold back."
Bang! Bang! Bang...
The roaring sound of the magic cannon came, the scorching elemental rays, and the magic cannon shells with powerful impact... fell into the savage frost giants that were besieging the giant corps, causing gorgeous flowers of death to bloom on the ground. Let go, with a kind of beauty belonging to death.
"What's going on with these guys?" Muria punched several icebergs, which were condensed by the legendary frost giant's own power and thrown at him as weapons.
"Even if you try so hard to help me, I won't give you any money." Muria's eyes showed a wary look, and he suspected that these people came to him to make extra money. He had a similar routine in his previous life. At first they didn't even mention the price, and then after the work was done, they asked for sky-high remuneration.
He is still in a state of poverty. No, Muria is now worth less than 500 million. To say he is poor is flattering him. He is still waiting for the demiplanes he conquered to make profits for him and repay the debt he owed. Woolen cloth.
If after the fight, these silver dragons dare to use this as a threat, he will definitely refuse without hesitation, not even a single copper, Muria thought.
"Don't struggle anymore. Don't worry. I will keep my promise and I won't kill you." With a smile on his face, Muria mercilessly stabbed the Seven Sins Knife in with his hands. The chest of a frost giant, despite his wailing, was still twisting in a circle.
Fiery ripples spread from his body, temporarily isolating the frost giant legend in front of him from the other three legends. Then Muria wielded the Demonic Sword to cut off all his limbs and chop him into a pillar. .
"If you don't want to endure such pain again, just control the speed of your flesh and blood regeneration. I promise you, I won't kill you." Muria warned the frost giant whose limbs he had chopped off in a gentle tone, and then gently Kicked him to the ground.
Even if there is a war on the ground, the legendary strength is enough to protect itself. However, the frost giant, which was guaranteed by Muria, did not say a word and just fell to the ground silently without any resistance.
However, the speed of his flesh and blood regeneration has slowed down a lot silently. He really doesn't want to fight Muria again. His hands and feet are constantly being cut off and grown again. This is really a very unusual situation. It's one thing to be resilient after a bad experience, but it's another thing to endure the pain.
"White Snake, I have a habit. No matter whether others treat me well or badly, I will return it ten times or a hundred times. So, are you ready?"
Muria, holding the prison-suppressing halberd, looked at the white giant snake whose body had returned to its complete state. His gentle tone was full of bone-chilling murderous intent.
Muria has never suffered such a painful injury since she was born. All the bones and flesh below the head were smashed and mixed together. Muria does not want to experience this kind of pain again. Except for masochism Apart from that, no one likes pain, including Muria. The Titan bloodline makes Muria warlike, but being warlike does not mean liking pain.
In fact, many Titans like to deal with their opponents without taking any damage. This is also a kind of honing of skills.