: 1304 Hero vs Hero

Dragon tooth soldiers.
It is a magical creature that was born with dragon teeth as a material.
The appearance looks like a skull made of bones. Even the weapons in the hands are made of bones. It is a low-level monster. The average magician can kill them casually.
However, the advantages of this low-level hybrid are in quantity, not quality.
Thousands of dragon-toothed soldiers are like ants, and the rushing scenes of these groups seem to make people scalp numb.
Coupled with a statue that can compete with the lower-level followers, even the senior players can play a few rounds, the huge army is to charge here.
Compared with the huge army, the Yogurt-Morreania family has a large number of artificial people, but the number is also different.
It must be a metaphor, that is, the difference between the otter and the pond.
Therefore, in addition to the expressionless man-made man who set up the weapon, the magicians of Yoigdorreña are all white and bleak.
"It's over..."
I don't know who said this.
There are only a handful of people who can keep calm.
For example, even if you don’t even look at the huge army, you just look at the sky garden above, sinking into the square where you don’t know what you are thinking.
For example, keeping Fiore and Coles in front of him, hiding in the crowd.
For another example, a glimpse of Daknik, who lost his sense of proportion, Vlad III with a cold color.
In the next second, the Romanian king was slowly moving forward and went out.
"The enemy was invaded into the castle, and was eroded by the army into the position. It was also betrayed, calculated, and despised."
Vlad III laughed involuntarily.
That smile, like the devil, is dark and terrible.
"The rest of his life was not without insults, like being locked in jail, being imprisoned in an enemy country, and being named in the name of a vampire, but this time the shame is still above it."
The Dagong, who was so discourse, stopped at the huge army that came from the assault.
The black robe on the body, like the shadow of dancing, drifts in the wind.
Then, Vlad III made a declaration.
"Well, it’s hard to say goodbye!"
The surging magical power suddenly rose up in the body of Vlad III.
"Kizikli_bey!"
As such a real name was liberated, the earth changed its shape.
"Hey!"
In the sound of gold and iron strikes, countless iron piles suddenly emerged from the earth and turned into the sharpest rifle.
One by one, the dragon tooth soldiers and a magical figure suddenly under the direct impact of the protruding iron piles, no one was spared, all of them were pierced through the body, running through the chest, like specimens, being pricked by the birth. Above the iron pile of a root.
A full 20,000 victims were born in this moment.
"That is…"
The people of the Yugo Dominonia family first showed their surprise, and even the surprise.
"That is the treasure of the king?"
Karma also whispered a sentence.
Historically, Vlad III will puncture the tens of thousands of Ottoman soldiers with iron piles on the hills.
This legend seems to have turned into fantasy and faith, and sublimation became the treasure of Vlad III.
"Kazikli_bey".
The ability to deploy 20,000 piles in the territory, whether it is attack, defense or mobile control, can exercise freely.
The military treasure of level b shows a terrible power at this moment.
This makes the people of the Yugo Dominoes once again hope.
Unfortunately, it is not only Vlad III who owns the b-class military treasures.
In Bucharest, Red Arher also used this level of treasure.
"The arrow book (phoibos_catastrophe)!"
Under the voice of the cold niece hunter, the sky lit up.
"Hey!"
Countless arrows of light turned into rain curtains, suddenly falling from the sky, shrouded the entire battlefield.
"Danger!"
Daknik finally returned to God and shouted loudly to the people around Yogo Domreña.
"Get out of here!"
Danik’s shouting awakened someone at the venue.
However, it is too late to react again at this time.
The Arrow of Light rain cut through the air and shrouded the magicians of the Yugo Dominoes, who were astonished below.
"Hey!"
Just as the arrow of light was about to bring destruction, and when the people of the Yugo Dorereña family were annihilated, a figure suddenly flashed out and greeted the coming of a large piece of light rain.
"Oh, ah!"
Source Laiguang shouted out loudly, and his hands were too high.
The violent thunder suddenly rose in the Taidao, and turned into countless thunders, plunging toward the light rain above the night sky.
As a result, the arrow of light and the violent Thunder have produced a violent collision.
"Hey!"
The explosion sounded and resounded.
Whenever a lightning strike collides with a light arrow, the explosion will be aroused, causing a strong impact and a hot explosion to spread around, and constantly appearing under the night sky.
In a blink of an eye, the entire night sky is turned into a fire red.
However, this piece of fire red was immediately blown away.
"laugh!"
The sharp sound of the air suddenly appeared.
A figure wrapped in flames rushed out from the scorching blast, and the fire wave was divided into two, like a meteor descending from the sky, at an astonishing speed, pointing to the direction of the source. .
"clang!"
In the golden and iron crossfire that shocked the air, the flamegun that burned the flame collided with the flashing knife that flashed the lightning, rubbing the spark.
"...!?"
Yuan Laiguang was very tight and stared at his front.
There, the heroes armed with the guns also greeted the eyes, letting a pair of eyes with a steel-like will enter the field of light.
"It’s finally this time, the incarnation of Indra."
The great hero of Indian mythology, the son of the sun Suliya, Garna.
"Follow the instinct and fate, come to fight with you."
After the words, Garner was a sharp gun in his hand.
The flames of the burning flames smashed out, like a red flash, and the thorns of the thorns came to the source.
"Hey!"
Flames and thunderstorms burst in midair, spreading in the storm-like impact.
At the same time, the comet-like streamer flew out of the air garden.
"Isn't a good opponent taken by Laner?"
Achilles held the reins in one hand, riding on a magnificent chariot pulled by three horses, and the other hand holding a cross gun, watching the flames of thunder and thunder, the frivolous face with a war .
"So, my opponent decided to be the lord, let me be a shame!"
The half-god hero of Greek mythology shouted with such a loud voice, driving a chariot, falling from the sky like a comet.
The goal is to stand in the crowd and look into the square of the garden.
"Come and fight with me!"
Achilles opened his mouth and smiled, and swooped down with a thunderous momentum.