Vol 4 Chapter 612: 3 heroes

In the middle of the black foggy sea, an isolated island with a sturdy shore like a sky pillar pierced the bleak sky. \\mStarter\\
Thin clouds entangled around it, like a heavenly palace where gods live.
Compared with the sea level of black mist rising with the breath of death, this unattainable island exudes a deeper gloom, a more boundless silence, as well as chaos and bloodthirsty.
This is the Dawn Dragon City, the lair of the Devil Dragon, the only exile holy place in the Devil Realm that will not be soaked in sunlight.
The Bone Mound Hall, built with the bones of the giant beasts of Mandeya, is the only building on this lonely island.
Compatible with this huge temple built on ribs and leaking from all sides is a mutilated bust of a hundred meters high.
The bone-shaped warhammer holding the meaning of killing the jab has long disappeared with the arm, leaving only a reincarnation scale representing the meaning of rebirth, which is dependent on the lone arm and the lower half of the sculpture.
In fact, in the Battle of Longhai that year, the original Temple of Olympus of the Dragon Clan was completely destroyed. Now this temple is only rebuilt later, and the incomplete statue of Ner'zhul is just to tribute to Longhai. The only evidence of the battle.
In the icy cold air, dots of blue faint light were shining.
The ribs of the behemoth of Mandeya are not only round and jade, but the phosphorous fire in the bone marrow also functions as a floating lighting. In the devil world, only the most noble temples are often qualified to use this building material.
On both sides of the palace are rows of giant torches using mermaid grease as fuel. The blue-colored ever-bright fire not only fails to illuminate this dark and deep palace, but adds a mysterious darkness and danger to it. The unknown.
At the end of the looming sight. Standing on the throne of thorns and bones under the statue of Ner'zhul, His Majesty Chaplin, the emperor of the dragon, drowned himself in heavy shadows, his amber pupils flickering, looking down at the courtiers with different expressions.
Even with the shackles of the Zorro-style black mask. The already slightly loose facial muscles on the cheeks of the Emperor Demon Dragon are still brewing tension and anxiety, hesitation and financing, and, anticipation, great expectations.
In the center of the main hall stands a huge crystal quadrangular prism, all eyes are focused on the smooth polygonal mirror surface.
On the greasy floor tiles, there are circles of ancient and difficult golden runes and patterns of mysterious stars. The center of each hexagonal star symbol is printed with the symbol of flame, and the magnificent element halo reflects colorful clouds. Ni, gathered on the crystal prism. A fast-moving scene was projected-a monster 15 meters away from the field, fanning purple fleshy plums, under the leadership of a pair of night shadow dragons and colorful dragons. Flutter the wings and fly.
They left the two suns of the demon world far behind, and the hot light and steaming hot wind were sending them off.
They left their backs to the entire world, choosing the distant horizon.
In the twisted air, the vast and vast plain is almost reaching its end.
Gravel, dust, and dry grass rolled like waves under the wings of a dragon.
"Your Majesty. Presumably after this sneak attack, our Demon Dragon clan will officially gain several times its current strength." Prince Ye Yinglong couldn't help breaking the long silence, and his tone was full of almost imperceptible resentment. .
No one can understand the martial arts tradition of the dragon clan. No one can understand that the Demon Dragon clan yearns to fight, especially all of this is based on tactics.
This time the glorious and simple sneak attack mission, His Majesty did not give the experienced old dragon to lead the team. Instead, he chose the young Demon Dragon Prince. Of course, His Majesty the Demon Dragon Emperor wanted to replace Prince Arandron. Establish absolute authority before taking the throne, but by doing so, those twilight dragons and the young and powerful princes who had been arrogant for years, after careful aftertaste, felt dissatisfied and complained.
"The changes and changes of the years are a hurdle that no one can overcome! My dear Richard Gere." The Dragon Emperor said in a calm tone: "The experience and precipitation of the old people is certainly a strong force. Fighting power. But my brother, you must admit that whether we are the dragon or the Aegean dragon, in battle we still rely on fangs, claws and dragon horns to carry out free and dripping melee. This is a kind of The natural instinct is also our greatest asset."
"Time has brought us aging, but the twins of destiny are fair. The elders have won more wisdom than the children, and they have also cultivated more powerful and complex arcane arts. This is also ours. Capital." Richard, Prince Gere also used the inherent stubbornness of the dragon clan to pay tribute to his king and brother.
Faced with words that questioned his own strength, even if it came from the emperor, only the dumb dragon would choose to be silent.
Excuses! These are all boring excuses! The Prince Devil Dragon shouted in his heart.
"Richard Gere, my dear brother, do you think there is more room for melee combat skills or arcane attacks in close combat? Was it your claws or arcane attacks?" His Majesty Chaplin stood up, took a duck step with a special trajectory, moved the golden scepter in his hand, and slowly walked to the side of Prince Demon Dragon: "Don't think you have been insulted by me, I didn't mean it! The youth and vitality of the children allows them to gain a greater advantage in close combat, hey! Even if they are injured, they can survive more than the old dragons!"
"It won't work if you don't accept the old." His Majesty the Dragon Emperor sighed long.
This desolate and lonely confession, I don't know if he is speaking to the prince or himself.
"Your wisdom can drive away the eternal darkness of the sea of ​​fog." The young and powerful Prince Demon Dragon does not think that his physical strength and melee skills have declined, but he also has to admit that he, who has always attracted the old-school forces, wants to win from the crown prince. The chance of passing the throne is getting smaller and smaller. \\mStarter\\
Three pairs of night shadow dragons and colorful dragons took out thirty dragons to attack the two Aegean dragon cities. They chose the safest path. The advantage of the forces was so obvious. The news was tightly blocked and even the Mozu official didn’t know. . Every time he thinks of this, Prince Devil Dragon feels unwilling and depressed.
Perhaps the next time these children come back, their strength will no longer be what the old dragons can look up to.
Ner'zhul, Ner'zhul, why do you want the Dragon Clan to possess the ability of "Dragon Eater"? Looking at the "Mirror of Spirited Away" in the center of the palace. The dragons are surging through the "great gap in time and space", Prince Richard of the dragon, and His Royal Highness Keel could not help but think maliciously: If His Royal Highness Prince Alandron suffered a big loss this time, wouldn't I? Is there any hope to become the next Dragon Emperor?
The sea is flowing, and the hero is true.
In the most critical moment, the true king always uses his broad spine to shield his courtiers from wind and rain.
Wenger, the ancient dragon, is a great existence that no strong man can ignore. This fourth-order earth-based dragon is the most proficient in "Dragon Summoning" in Aegean history. He has participated in the dragon clan for more than 10,000 years. Since all the foreign wars, his experience is almost equal to the chronicle of the Aegean continent.
However, even if Fu Ting's old Ji had ambitions, he still had to face the fact that he was no longer young after the years passed.
Compared with the magical skills, close-to-hand combat and close combat are no longer the strengths of Wenger, the longevity star of the dragon clan.
Even though Wenger was once a famous strongman of the dragon clan. But that was once after all.
When the strength, experience, and fighting skills of both sides of the war were on the starting line, the young and strong Nevener Ink told the old Wenger with ruthless facts that the stage of real swords and guns no longer belonged to him.
It is different from the sneak attacks and group fights of the shameless father and son soldiers of Fei Lengcui. The duel between Näwenrinke and Wenger was a real bayonet.
The three-stranded steel fork of Biluo, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the blood river, used the flames of the deep flames in the abyss of the underworld when forging. It was born with the dual damage attributes of flame and acid and poison, and it was mixed with "Tinelunr Dark Metal". The excellent texture of the three-strand steel fork is indestructible at the same time. It can also double the dark force of the leader of the blood river.
Relying on this ancestral weapon, Newen'er Ink pierced rows of shocking three-eye holes in Wenger's wing roots, neck and bridge of nose. Let the gurgling dragon blood wrapped in a large string of foam "gurgling" and gushing outwards, leaving the deepest damage to this legendary dragon. From the location of these scars, we can see the leader of the bleeding river, Nerwin Ink The shrewdness of the dragon, the parts it attacks are almost all the dragon's weakness and vitality.
It is especially commendable that Neven'er Ink did not even use a magic attack during the battle with Wenger!
The Commander of the Blood River has always had deep superstitions about his tall body of about forty meters and almost infinite stalwart power.
No,,,,,, it should be said to be a firm belief!
It firmly believes that 90% of the magic in this world cannot reach the damage that the steel fork in its hand can cause! PS this is true. ,
Similarly, Nevinnke also has absolute trust in his "tempered lava skin".
In addition to Wenger's minions that can make the leader of the blood river a little jealous, the old longevity star of the dragon clan summons twelve elemental dragons to help. None of the children of the underworld are in sight. Their biting and tearing may be a disaster for ordinary people, but for the master of the underworld, it is just a pediatric.
Although the chest and the roots of the legs quickly turned into muddy fleshy pulp in the fierce battle, the spirit of the leader of the blood river became more and more vigorous-one by one-as long as the vital points are not injured, and the temperature is resistant Erinke didn't care to pay the necessary price. For this, he even contributed his left arm to let Wenger's breath condense into a huge stone pillar.
Perhaps if this continues, Nerinck can use the safest bloodletting tactics to defeat this legendary dragon, but in that case, it is undoubtedly unlikely to have an immediate effect. When the scum father and son soldiers are raging around, the wide-angle Nerinck Ke has begun to notice something wrong. Whether it is the Grand Duke of Ribok or the Double Star Pluto, they are all the love generals under the leader of the blood river, and the "shrinking eye demon lord" is the new master of the underworld. , Is also a treasured underworld beast that is on the brink of extinction, even such a strong subordinate, can't resist the opponent's encirclement and suppression. The intensity of the war can be seen.
When the "burning fire" began to appear, the leader of the blood river Neven'er Ink could no longer bear it. It chose to come forward and no longer try to be reserved. The enemy's ability to strike quickly makes it feel like a knife.
Nerwin Ink, who is the best in the underworld in hand-to-hand combat, is actually a master of magic.
Although its level of magic is still far from the first leader of the Soul River, Ingrichebao, and the second leader of the Skeletal River, Reka Ardenbo, this distance is relative to the other two leaders. In terms-one-don't forget, the underworld is the top of the food chain recognized by the world on all planes.
Neven'er Ink, who is proficient in four elements of magic, chanted a spell that had long been lost in the underworld without even thinking about it.
A trickle of tiny, soft and obscure notes, like the toes of a dancing girl, whispered from its throat repeatedly, and found it in the windy air. It looked strangely, the leader of the blood river. The chanting sounds like multiple performances of a symphony orchestra, and at every moment there are several ancient mantras intermingled in the air. The level is awe-inspiring.
The elemental tide started a restless restlessness. This restlessness affects not the senses, but the soul.
The obscure and incomprehensible cryptic notes are like horns advancing on the ancient battlefield. Passing through the long river of history, it is remote and long, scattered on the pure sky of the Aegean.
Except for the words of Wenger who were close at hand, these spells were so secret that they were hardly heard by others.
Neven'er Ink used his own personal performance to explain that it is not that the volume when a huge man chants a spell is also magnificent. In fact, whether it is melee or magic, the tension displayed by the leader of the blood river can be described by the dexterity and delicateness of wearing an embroidery needle.
In this series of rapidly converging murmurs, the originally fast-moving hurricane in the sky seemed to be infected with other signs. Di Polo suddenly lost its original color, and the passage of time also came to a slow and clear pause due to man-made reasons.
Pieces of icy frost bloomed in the sky, like a dream.
Just like the sigh of death that is only found in the land of loneliness, an ethereal and joyous emergence.
Wenger's expression faded suddenly.
He has been aware of his body after he has seen a wide range of knowledge, and a heavy sluggishness began to appear as the other party chanted.
This unnatural traction and restraint, accompanied by the blooming of each scale, becomes more and more intense.
The ancient dragon with a keen sense of smell almost guessed what this magic was almost immediately.
The legendary "Deep Blue King's Judgment"! A double aria of death!
This is a long-lost deep-seated gas explosion technique. It uses the force of freezing gas to pull the air in the target's body and conduct chain punishment from the inside out!
But as for the magic of internal blasting, none of them are not top attack magic!
According to the general magic level of the Aegean continent. "Dark Blue's Judgment" is at the top of the pyramid that belongs to the single-attack spell of the tutor level! This is also equivalent to the unique skill of the Tier 5 dragon!
The reason why Wenger was so shocked was not only because of the power of the "Deep Blue King's Judgment".
The most powerful and peculiar part of this magic is that it can control the air system of the vocal cords. In the same wave of chanting, use the double vibration of the vocal cords to simultaneously complete the mantra of two magic notes. The biggest reason for the long-lost "Dark Blue King's Judgment" is that if you want to release this magic, you have to have one more mouth than ordinary people!
How about a double aria of death?
There is no doubt that compared to the powerful spells of the same level, the "Dark Blue King's Judgment" can complete the curse at twice the speed, that is to say, no matter what magic the current Wenger chants, he can no longer keep up with Navel. Ink's spell holding speed!
Thinking about it with his knees, the reason why Nerwinink dared to do this is clearly that within the curse time, Wenger can't rely on close hand-to-hand combat or magical attacks to interrupt its chanting one by one-the battle just now. The leader of the blood river has fully understood the opponent's hard battle strength, for this, any experienced master is unlikely to fail in estimation errors.
Mentor-level single attack spells are unparalleled in their ability to break defenses, and the "Deep Blue King's Judgment" is one of the best. Although Wenger has never tried such a powerful magic as frontal resistance, it is theoretically inferred. if. With his earth magic resistance and body, as well as the soil protection magic "hard rock barrier" that can be summoned within the specified time, it is estimated that it is still difficult to resist.
This point is also the view of Nevenerink.
In front of multiple-choice questions that seem to be impossible to choose. Wenger, the legendary dragon, did not yield or escape.
A loud and obscure dragon language quickly sounded in the air, the color-changing sky seemed to turn upside down, the sunlight formed a dense vortex, a vast and vast rainbow appeared out of the sky, after each scale, a bright and crystal gem Condense quietly on the rainbow.
When the first series of spells were completed, Wenger's dragon mouth began to close tightly.
He swooped forward, using his sharp dragon horns, and started chasing after the lightly evasive Nerwen'er Ink.
Facing the three-strand steel fork that is indestructible and impervious to wind. The ancient dragon exploded with an indomitable aggressiveness.
It no longer spares its own claws to contact the opponent's weapon, even if it pays the price of blood and blood.
Although Wenger had stopped singing, the voice scale of the earth dragon in the air did not stop.
Suddenly loud and vigorously holding the curse came out continuously. It's like flowing slowly from an auto-playing Divi crystal card.
Every time the scale spell pauses for a short time, the reflection of a gem crystal will appear on the Rainbow Bridge, dazzlingly blurred.
"Song of the Guide"!
This is the top fourth-order magic in the "Dragon Whisper Summoning Art", and it is also a unique magic, with only one chance to use it.
When the initial scale of "Song of the Guide" is played. The special audio of the dragon language will resonate in a chain, and the next mantra tone scale will be born automatically until the entire magic is completed.
There is no need for the caster to chant during this period. But the caster can no longer chant and summon other magic.
This is a magic that can be completed even if you die immediately, and it is also the only special magic known in the world that cannot be interrupted.
"Song of Guidance" summons a high-level natural dragon living in the dragon world: Fort Lion Dragon.
This pedigree of the natural dragon is also a dragon that is not available in the Aegean continent, and is also called the gem dragon.
Wenger did not choose to escape from the cowardly, nor did he choose to use the incomparable protective magic of the earth magic to gamble on life and death. He had no choice but to choose a glorious death while at the same time leading to a new life.
A powerful alien dragon will replace him to fight against Neven'er Ink.
And the top-level spell "Dark Blue King's Judgment", which chanted twice as fast, immediately became eclipsed by the "Song of the Guide".
If the time goes back two thousand years, Nerwin Inck's attempt to bully Wenger's old age and physical decline may not be effective. But today's leader of the blood river undoubtedly took advantage of this.
When it swung three steel forks to resist Wenger's last attack, a crystal clear ice lotus blossomed from under Wenger's body, and the glamorous frozen air quickly infiltrated like water vapor after opening the oven. The body of the ancient dragon.
The white track spreading from the scales, the chain net instantly covered Wenger's body surface.
Wenger, the ancient dragon, became history after the white light that spread across the sky shone in a large area.
The whole body was icy and transparent, he became a hollow ice sculpture, and his internal organs were shattered into particles of dust in the air explosion.
At this time, Yitiao's "Tieguanyin Pill Green Fire" just rubbed the image of the two mind hunters on the tiger lying stone for less than a moment.
The dragon language call still sounded lonely in the air, and the vast rainbow bridge of golden light was still condensed with gems.
Wrapped in scars and blood, Nawener soared down from high altitude like a meteor, first with a thunderous domineering attitude, and then with the lightness and dexterity of a dragonfly, and silently override the high-pitched toe. In front of one.
The master of the underworld gazes at all the Aegean powers with his gaze gazing at everything, without flinching.
The tumbling sea of ​​flames and the candle head forest on the ground swayed fearfully before its mighty power to fall apart.
Neven'er Yink moved the three steel forks held in the giant claws to the side, and all the underworld beasts immediately left their opponents and gathered to its side.
The Aegean dragon did not block or entangle, one by one very gentlemen gave way out of the channel.
After all, this is a contest on the same level, not bullying a crappy mortal, no matter how much fearless courage and battle accumulated in his chest earlier, the fight is almost exhausted now.
There are less than 20 ghost beasts left, while the Aegean dragon probably has about forty.
Since the war, the quantitative ratio of the two sides has shown a difference.
"Bull B, one! Even the cocktail two-color flames came out." Tenth Prince Vente Claire gave Yi one the thumbs sourly.
Any form of cocktail magic is more or less disrupting the lawful balance of magic. Even if it is the fusion of two different types of upper flames in fire magic, it also means an extremely terrifying achievement, which is more or less enviable. Jealous.
"From now on, you will be responsible for all the screens at home. Get a shadow of a super-order underworld beast on it. Hey, that's not a normal drag." Liu Zhen shook his tomahawk, one eye slanted at Navel Inke, one eye caught the dumbfounding one.
"Humble creature! Since the strength is close, don't use the kind of sneak attacks and group fights that damage the identity of the strong!" The leader of the blood river shook three steel forks and shot a tile-blue flame arrow: "Come and fight me! "
"Reptile!" Liu shocked hiding behind Yijoo, and with the help of the fire avoidance dragon ball, he split the tile-blue "flame arrow" shot by the leader of the blood river into two halves: "You must be an idiot. Now I am more than people, you give me a reason not to fight in groups?"
"As far as the number is concerned, did you forget that we still have two leaders in the underworld?" Nerwen Erinck laughed back and said, "Do you think my two brothers can't come to the Aegean?"
"Do you think you are the only one who can blow a whistle to call someone?" Liu Zhensha sneered, took out his bone union box, and said in a low voice, "Come here all, there is a Taiping punch now!"
As if responding to Lao Liu's call, the "space-time crack" that straddled the valley above the basin was violent, and a large group of aggressive super-powers burst out from it.
This is a group of two-headed giant dragons with two ferocious dragon heads and bone-shaped wingspans~EbookFREE.me~ with huge stature, boundless wingspan, and slightly blue in pitch black.
At the beginning of them are six handsome men and women with Zorro masks and sawed corners on their heads.
The tide of elements in the space was quickly plated with a thick smell. This powerful force revealed the dragon's breath that everyone was familiar with, evil and surging.
At this moment everyone was shocked.
After the magic dragon was confused, it was like a big enemy, because a large group of Aegean dragons were gathering here, and they seemed to be lying in ambush.
After the Aegean dragon saw who it was, his scalp exploded.
The summer palace guards and foreign aid masters rolled their eyes wildly.
"Sun" Liu shocked his paws completely.
The most sorrowful and angry is the leader of the blood river, Neven'er Ink, damn, actually ambush such a large group of giant dragons, really think I am muddled?