Under the dragon-slaying gun that could easily pierce the ancient dragon's scale armor, a long and narrow crack was made in the aura barrier. Seeing this scene, Hero Wei's face showed joy, but when he turned into a beam of rainbow light and prepared to rush through it,
When going out.
Boom! This sturdy dragon hunter hit the spiritual light barrier, his body firmly pressed directly against it, looking inexplicably funny.
"Well, it looks pretty good." Seeing how embarrassed the dragon hunter was, Muria raised her eyebrows, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy, "but there is still room for improvement."
The dragon hunter who hit the aura barrier suppressed the surging energy and blood in his body, turned around, and looked at Muria slowly flying into the cage with an ugly expression, knowing that he might be in trouble this time.
"Keep running!" Muria looked at the dragon hunter with a warm smile, "I'll give you another chance."
"Hmph!" Hiro Wei snorted coldly, and a set of red and blue armor appeared on his body, with manic dragon flames and violent thunder shining on it.
"Armor made of dragon scales!" Muria's eyes narrowed, then with a solemn expression, he turned into a golden rainbow and flew directly towards the dragon hunter without using any skills. Because there was no need, with Muria's body
With such strength, as long as he touches the dragon hunter, the battle will be over.
Hero Wei saw Muria turning into a golden rainbow and crashing towards him, and the spear in his hand turned into a bolt, and he drew it towards Muria, "Dragon, you are so arrogant, you actually fight me in human form.
"
boom---
A huge collision and roar echoed in the airspace of Xinapus, and a red-blue energy ripple spread, falling into the translucent spiritual light cage, creating circles of ripples.
"There's no way, I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill you if I use the dragon form." Muria stood in the air, holding the scarlet dragon gun in his hand, and shook a gun flower, causing the air to explode.
With a loud explosion and just one head-on confrontation, he forcibly took away the dragon hunter's weapon.
"The spine of the ancient red dragon, mixed with a little legendary metal, and then mixed with high-grade extraordinary metal, forged a dragon-slaying spear." Just by holding it in his hand, Muria identified what material the weapon in his hand was made of.
"It seems that you are not an ordinary dragon hunter."
"You are not an ordinary dragon." The dragon hunter wearing Flame Thunder Dragon Armor stared at Muria. Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head slightly and saw a clear palm on his chest.
Seal it on your thickest breastplate.
The armor he wears is made from the hardest scales of two powerful ancient dragons, mixed with high-grade extraordinary metals, and the vital parts are inlaid with armor pieces made of legendary metals. This is a legendary armor, but Mu
Rhea left traces on it with just one palm, how could this make the dragon hunter not surprised.
"It's a pity that you are actually a dragon hunter. With this status, I can't let you go." Muria turned into a rainbow light and hit the dragon hunter again.
There is a steelyard in his heart. The identities of various races in the world have different statuses in his heart. There is no doubt that Titans and Golden Dragons are the creatures he values the most. He has a natural affinity for them. They are members of his own race.
Then there are the metal dragons and the giants, and then there are the humanoid races such as elves, humans, and dwarves.
When these races conflict, he will follow these orders to determine which side he will help. When the dragon race conflicts with the human race, there is no doubt that he will help the dragon race. When the golden dragon conflicts with the giant, Murray
Ya Ze helped the golden dragon. Of course, if there was a conflict between the golden dragon and the Titan, Muria chose to suppress both parties and perfectly resolve the dispute.
This is a rough division, and there are more specific ones. For example, if a giant under his command conflicts with a wild dragon, he will definitely help his subordinates. He must clearly distinguish between those who are close and those who are not, and who should be helped and who should not be helped.
The human race has a rather low status in Muria's heart. Although he has a slight fondness for them, it does not mean that he can tolerate some of the human professionals who like to hunt dragons.
A one-sided beating, a one-sided battle, this was the fate of the discovered dragon hunter Hero Wei. In the presence of many giants, dragons, monsters, elves, humans and dwarves in Xinapus, this man
The dragon hunter who rose to fame on a certain subcontinent was turned into a sandbag by Muria, and was beaten from one end of the spiritual light cage to the other. He looked quite miserable, and spurts of blood gradually filled the entire spiritual light cage.
"It would be nice if you were not a dragon hunter." Muria pierced the dragon spear that the dragon hunter used to slay dragons through his chest, and picked him up in his hand, with a look of regret on his face.
He knew that among the human legends from other continents coming across the sea, in addition to dragon hunters, there were some kind-hearted legends who had justice in their hearts and wanted to help the weak. For these legends, Muria was ready to recruit some suitable ones to join her.
Among the Sinaps, there are too few legends of Sinaps, and Muria feels that there are simply not enough.
You must know that he has control over eight worlds. These eight worlds require eight legends to guard them, but in fact they need ten. Seven small worlds require seven legends, and a medium-sized world requires at least three legends.
He was in charge, but now Muria only sent the Hell Demon Miles there, and this was his request.
Now that eight different worlds have been suppressed, there are only two void fleets and one legendary devil. This is far from enough. If this continues, problems will occur sooner or later, so Muria needs more legends.
"It's quite rich!" Muria took off a heavy sword filled with thunder from the dragon hunter, and took off all his armor, a space ring and a space belt. From now on
, these are all his.
"Hand him over to Master Mason!" He controlled the forehead ornament on his head, released the spiritual power cage built by the power sources of several cloud islands, and threw the half-dead and comatose dragon hunter in his hands to the oncoming dragon hunter.
Cynthia the Red Dragon.
"By the way, let me tell him that this thing is not very good at using it. The legend almost ran away today." Muria knocked on the forehead ornament on her head. This is the thing that controls all the cloud islands in Sinapus. Now
It's just a trial stage, so it looks like this. After it's fully formed, it will be cast into a crown.
"Yes!" Cynthia, the red dragon, glanced at the dragon spear and thunder sword in Muria's hand with fearful eyes, as well as the armor floating aside, which was slowly healing.
"What? You want it?" Muria shook the gun and sword in his hand, "This is a dragon-slaying suit used by humans. It's not suitable for you to use!"