The giant flaming blade struck Yamos again, causing a huge roar. Yamos, who was suffering from burning pain, raised his head and responded with a breath of dragon breath. The prepared Richard was dangerous and dangerous.
Avoided a dragon's breath.
At this time, Yamosi's condition was even worse than before. There was a deep wound on one of his front paws, and the scales on his body were damaged, like a fish whose scales had not been scraped clean.
Yamos opened his eyes angrily, staring closely at the human opposite him who was avoiding the dragon's breath in embarrassment. The opponent's combat power was far higher than he expected. Not only was the dragon powerful, but also those who were originally ignored by it.
The little ones are equally difficult to deal with.
Especially the human being in front of him, who was obviously the leader of the opponent, turned out to have the same holy level strength as him.
In this world, why are the Holy Orders suddenly worthless? Yamos, who has lived for nearly a thousand years, has never encountered any Holy Orders in the past few years. Now, one with the strength of the Holy Orders pops up all the time.
The most shameful thing is that the opponent is obviously a human being, but he is so powerful that he is so powerful that in close combat, he can even swing it with a pair of iron fists to the point where he is blinded.
That is to say, the physique and vitality of a holy-level dragon are strong enough to withstand so many attacks and still be able to fight back. Yamos has begun to regret that he did not bring enough tribesmen and regretted that he was separated from those orcs, otherwise
Now I don't feel like I am alone and helpless.
Originally, it was expecting its clansmen to use its four times greater numerical advantage to quickly eliminate the opponent's dragon, but now the situation on the scene is that if it does not win, the clansmen who came to support it will be eliminated. Yamos has already
It had the intention to quit, but it was a little unwilling to think about the scales of the Dragon God. Now that it had lost so many tribesmen, it wanted to give it another try...
"Roar"
Yamos once again took the initiative to attack Richard, covering him with a breath of dragon's breath from mid-air and spraying it at Richard who was still standing on the ground. A giant tail swayed, ready to restrict Richard's actions at any time. In terms of overall strength,
Yamos is still better than Richard. After fighting for dozens of rounds, he has gained experience and knows how to deal with Richard, who is more flexible in action.
Richard's situation was not too good at this time. The holy dragon was more powerful than he imagined. At first, Richard took some advantage with his strength advantage. After Yamos got used to his fighting rhythm, Li Cha
Instead, Cha gradually fell into a disadvantage. He had been relying on the support of Poison Dragon and Natalis to maintain an even match. Now that he saw that Yamos was fighting for his life, he did not dare to fight him. He immediately retreated to dodge, and Dragon Breath also chased him.
It sprayed towards Richard, forming a whip-shaped mark on the ground.
"boom!"
In the end, when Richard had no choice but to draw the Vulcan Sword horizontally, he mobilized the fierce Yang fighting energy in his body to resist the dragon's breath.
"cut!"
After sustaining some burns on his body and blocking some of the tail flames of the dragon's breath, Richard immediately launched a counterattack, slashing several streaks of golden and red fighting spirit towards the white dragon Yamos, and at this time, he struck at Na who was supporting him from the side.
Talis winked.
Yamos already had a lot of scars on his body, and he did not dare to take a few grudge slashes. He breathed the dragon's breath again to offset most of the grudge slashes and quickly dodged sideways.
Natalie on the side had already seized the opportunity at this time. The originally black and green Lengyue Knife in her hand was entangled with black mist lines and gradually turned into deep black. The fighting spirit and magic power of her whole body were concentrated on the blade, triggering the power of the rules.
, it seemed like a huge shadow was waving a sickle behind Natalies back.
"Judgment of Death!"
Normally, Natalis would not use this talent skill, which will cause her to lose most of her combat power. After all, this skill is too flattering. Even with Leng Yue's bonus, the probability of direct death is less than 10%.
Half, and Natalis was originally an important combat power, but using Death Judgment against ordinary enemies would be a bit disadvantageous.
Now that Richard has entered the Saint level, he has replaced Natalis as the number one force in charge, and it is not a disadvantage to use this skill when facing the White Dragon of the Holy level. Although Yamos is a Holy level, he has not understood the rules.
There is no divinity in him and he is not within the scope of immunity. This guy is so difficult to deal with, so Richard decided to let Natalie take a chance.
At this time, Yamos, who had just dodged a few vindictive slashes, wanted to fight back, but suddenly a huge sense of crisis hit his heart.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die soon, I can't escape...
The strong sense of crisis almost made Yamos' heart stop beating. In its long life, even when it faced some more powerful high-level dragons, it never experienced such huge terror.
In the face of death, the so-called dignity of the dragon is nothing, not to mention that Yamos, who has just been promoted to the holy level, does not look like death at all. After being locked by the death trial, Yamos's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
There was even a puddle of urine…
It raised its head with difficulty and looked at Natalie, who was holding the Cold Moon Knife high. The strange human with wings was very strong, but it could not be considered a big threat to it that was already at the Saint level, but it didn't expect it.
, that human being has actually mastered such a terrifying combat skill. It can feel that when the scimitar full of death breath in the opponent's hand is swung down, its life will end.
Yamos desperately wanted to step forward to stop him, but was firmly locked in place by a force of energy, unable to move. In Yamos' perception, this time was very long, and it seemed to be longer than its thousand-year lifespan, but in fact it was
It was very short. In less than half a second, the sword in Natalie's hand was swung down.
In an instant, the great terror of death dissipated from Yamos.
"boom!"
Richard on the side was naturally not idle either. Taking advantage of Yamos's brief pause, he inspired his fighting spirit and slashed at Yamos, further aggravating Yamos' body.
Pity.
Natalie's death judgment did not trigger the instant death effect. Although Yamos received a few blows from Richard, he quickly recovered from the trembling state.
At this moment, Yamos didn't even dare to fight back. When it saw the "human" in the sky raising the scimitar with black mist in its hand again, it was so frightened that it turned around and flew away. With a loud roar, it was about to take the tribe with it.
People evacuated, and if it had a choice, it would rather fight the human from the sanctuary for dozens more rounds than face that scimitar.
"Roar!"
As Yamos fled, the remaining white dragons couldn't hold on any longer and gave up the fight and flew away.
Richard held the Vulcan Sword in his hand and hesitated for a moment. The flame on the sword's edge ignited and then went out. Finally, he chose to give up the pursuit. Richard originally believed in the teacher's strategy of leaving the brave to pursue the enemy, but at this time
He had spent too much, and the strength of the Saint-level giant dragon was far beyond his expectation. He tried desperately to catch up, but he was actually not sure, so he simply did not stop it.
On the other hand, Moriel led the giant dragon and left a few more white dragons behind. Yamos was so frightened that he wanted to escape regardless of his heart. He did not dare to turn around and delay, even though Moriel chased them for a while without stopping them.
It wasn't until Richard was afraid that Moriel was chasing the holy white dragon opposite that there would be backlash, so he ordered Moriel to turn back with the dragon.
"A glorious victory!"
"Congratulations on your experience..."
After the remnants of the White Dragon completely left the battlefield, the system prompts also came. Of course, the most important thing is that this time nearly half of the White Dragon was left behind. There were at least sixty White Dragon corpses on the ground. According to the mission requirements,
Defeating the incoming white dragon and destroying fifty white dragons have been completed.
This battle with White Dragon also provided a lot of experience. Moriel and Natalie, who participated in the whole battle, have each been promoted to one level. Even the experience bar of Richard, who has just been upgraded, has increased by more than half. This battle is basically completed.
He achieved the set goal, escaped the encirclement and entanglement of the orcs, and successfully completed the system's tasks. The only flaw was that he failed to achieve the full goal and let go of the holy-level white dragon.
"Master Richard, are you okay?"
Moriel, Natalie, and some of the high-level troops participating in the battle in the sky fell back to Richard. Although they beat the white dragon away, Richard looked equally embarrassed at this time, with half of his body covered in blood.
Is it the white dragon's or his own? It's okay because he wears the Dragon King's divine power. This artifact performed very well in the collision between Richard and Yamos. There are no traces left by the battle. At most, it's just stained.
There was some blood, but the exposed skin of both arms was basically destroyed and showed horrific burn marks. One arm was severely deformed, and it looked like the bones were dislocated. The hair was also burnt black and there were blood marks on the forehead.
Anyway, in the battle with Yamos, although the opponent was seriously injured, Richard paid the price, otherwise he would not have given up the pursuit.
If an ordinary person was injured like this, it would be nice to be able to lie down and maintain consciousness, let alone continue to fight. However, Richard still stood there and waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong with him, and put the Vulcan Sword back on his waist.
Finally, he used one hand that could still be used normally to connect the other hand again with two clicks, returning to the normal posture.
For a holy knight, these injuries that are enough to kill ordinary people are not serious injuries. At most, the body is in some pain and it is enough to rest for a while. Even Richard does not need to rest for a period of time until he waits for the sacred blood bottle.
Once the cooldown time is restored, you will be in full condition immediately.
After reattaching his arm, Richard immediately ordered the archangel and several archangels to resurrect the dead dragon. Compared with the pain on his body, the death of the dragon made him feel more distressed.
The outstanding swordsman and the archangel had small targets and suffered no casualties, but the dragon suffered so many casualties for the first time. After killing more than 60 white dragons, more than six of the dragons under Richard's command were seriously injured and died directly.
Nine heads.
Elena came up and wanted to use light magic to treat Richard's injuries, but Richard refused and asked her to go up and rescue the seriously injured dragon first. The archangels, including the archangel, resurrected the four dragons again. This battle
Richard lost five dragons, and his heart was bleeding with pain. He had to find a way to make up for it.
"General Mrak!"
"Lord Richard!"
"Is there any way to bring these white dragon corpses back?"
"Forehead."
Sir Mulak glanced at the white dragon corpses on the ground and thought for a moment. These white dragon corpses were roughly more than ten meters long and heavy. It was not easy to remove the corpses here, but Li
These soldiers under Cha's command are not ordinary soldiers. They are at worst knight-level. Knights can also join the transport team. There is no shortage of labor, but there is no need to take them all away.
Sir M'Lak glanced at Moriel aside and weighed the issue before replying:
"The valuable parts of the dragon are its scales, teeth and dragon tendons. The scales can be made into armor, the teeth can be used to make weapons, and the dragon tendons can be used as the best bowstring material. It is difficult to take away these corpses, but if they are processed
It’s not difficult to take away these most valuable parts, as long as you have enough time to deal with them.”
"How long will it take?"
"With over sixty white dragons, it will take at least two days to process them."
"Then rest where you are and leave after processing all the materials."
"Yes, sir!"
Sir Mrak obviously has experience in handling giant dragon corpses. On the battlefield of Erathia continent, giant dragons are not uncommon. At the same time, the corpses of dragons killed in battle also have a complete set of utilization procedures. It is better to fall into the hands of humans.
, it’s just peeling off the skin and making it into a weapon. At most, some nobles will use the dragon head as a decoration and soak the dragon bones in wine.
If it fell into the hands of the cemetery forces, it would be the most efficient use and not a waste at all.
Richard is no longer worried about the chasing troops at this time. Now he is still more than a day away from Huangshi City. The orc army cannot catch up even if it marches day and night. Bailong is also afraid of being beaten in this battle.
I'm afraid I won't dare to come again in the short term.
On this tense battlefield, Richard and his army actually had a brief opportunity to fish for a few days...
On the other side, on the battlefield of Watch City, the sound of killing was loud.
Thor has been commanding the army's oppressive attack, and even risked his own life to participate in the siege. The orcs were stunned and could not lift their heads. Unfortunately, the orcs' fighting toughness was also expected to be strong, and they always firmly stood guard.
The city is not lost.
Sol stood on the watchtower and observed today's attack with a frown, and then couldn't help but fall to the ground.
"Wear armor for me, the Guards are ready to attack with me!"