Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 347
The battle became more and more intense, not only on the top of the city, some French martial arts masters even rushed into the city, and immediately, there was a scuffle all over the city wall.

Seeing the increasingly unfavorable battle situation in front of him, Marshal Lista waved his hand: "Let's begin."

"boom"

As if something exploded, a huge black dragon instantly appeared on the city wall!
"boom"

This time the sound was slightly quieter, and a second black dragon appeared, only slightly smaller than the previous one, and the color was also slightly darker.

"Ow"

With a loud roar, the giant dragon began to show its power on the city wall, opened its mouth wide, and countless flames spewed out from the dragon's mouth, like two huge lines of fire, sweeping down from the top of the city, smashing the ones that went straight to the top of the city. The ladder was completely burned, and the countless French soldiers piled under the city wall were burned to ashes.

After exhaling, the two giant dragons rose up, flapping their wings, and the strong wind swept across, blowing the fighting people on the top of the city to this side.The dragon's claws are also unbelievably flexible, and often with just one grasp, several French masters will be crushed into a ball of rotten meat.

Seeing the German martial sage attacking, the French certainly would not sit still, and the three rays of light instantly reached the sky above the city.

A ray of light shattered and turned into countless figures, surrounding the largest dragon among them, that was Hecate, the Grand Pope of the Witch Cult "Primary Witch"!

She waved the wooden stick in her hand, and a burst of energy burst out like a beam of starlight, blasting on the top of the dragon's head like a beam of bright light.

The countless clones also waved their sticks together, and immediately countless straight beams of light blasted straight at the dragon, leaving scars on the scales and torso of the dragon.

Part of the vigorous beam of light swept towards the city wall, turning a large number of German soldiers on the city wall into ashes.

"Ow!"

With a roar, the huge dragon flew into the sky, opened its mouth again and spewed out endless flames. Under the sweeping waves of flames, large swaths of the witch's clones were swept away and dissipated.

And the "primordial witch" Hecate didn't stop, and also flew straight up, with double shadows on her body, one divided into two, two divided into four with one breath, countless clones filled the sky again.

Immediately, the flames swept wildly, and the beams of light shot out in all directions, forming a ball in the sky.

On the other side, a smaller dragon also flew up into the sky, soaring straight into the sky. In front of its dragon's mouth, a charming woman wearing a large cloak was riding on a broom, dodging the dragon's bite in a very thrilling manner. with breath.From time to time, he waved his hands, slapping countless colorful viscous inner air, hitting the dragon's body. After a while, the dragon's body was dyed colorful, and its flying speed was much slower.

However, it is obvious that although the "Magic Witch" Circe's heterogeneous true energy is incomparably miraculous, it has little effect on the Siegfried family's dragon blood body, and it is immune to a large degree of damage. Just slow it down.

And above the city, a cloud of gray fog was hovering endlessly, as if waiting for something.

But obviously, Dean Green did not show up.

The gray mist didn't hesitate anymore, and rushed straight to the top of the city, about to start wreaking havoc and devouring the lives of German soldiers!
"boom"

Suddenly, a huge mace smashed into the gray mist, and unparalleled strength and wild thunder erupted violently.

"Snapped"

With a soft sound, the gray mist could no longer maintain its original state, and divided into three strands, turning into three figures, standing in the air in confusion.

"Who is it?" the leading Goddess of the Night roared.

"whoosh"

The huge mace swirled, flew backwards, and flew into its owner's hand.

That's Arno, or Thor, the king of the Vikings!

No nonsense, Arnold raised the mace high and swung it out. Countless tiny thunders condensed on the mace, making it seem to turn into a thunder, hitting the three goddesses of the night who were standing in a daze.

Of course, the three goddesses of the night were not mediocre. At the very moment, the three of them connected with each other, and they merged again, turning into a cloud of gray mist, and then scattered violently, avoiding the thunderous blow.

This is Arnold?How did he come here?Still intervening in the war and helping the Germans?Was it his own idea, or his brother's?Is his brother here?

Arnold had also served in the French Revolutionary Army and had a good reputation, but the three goddesses of the night knew him.

But there was no time for them to find answers on the battlefield.

Arnold charged straight up, and the huge mace crazily hit towards the gray mist. The surging power and fierce thunder intertwined, and the momentum was terrifying.

Can't touch!Absolutely can't take a few hits!

The strength of each of the three goddesses of the night has not reached the martial saint level, only the peak of the venerable level, but they are triplets. Make this piece of gray mist of martial saint level.

This gray fog is called "Death Night Fog". Although it is not powerful, it is very restrained in various brute force moves or physical martial arts. Logically speaking, it is not afraid of a reckless man like Arnold.

But Arnold is no longer what it used to be. In addition to the unparalleled strength on that huge mace, there is also a different kind of thunderous true energy!The esoteric secrets of their Vikings!It happened to be the nemesis of this gray fog!They can be put into a combined state with just one blow. This is something that the old German martial arts master and Dean Green could not do.

"call"

The mace brushed past the gray fog with a loud whistling sound, completely annihilating a small piece of gray fog!

no!I can't get entangled!Can only hide!
Without hesitation, the gray mist gathered all of a sudden, turned into a small gray ball, and fled out with a whoosh.

A Nuo didn't stop either, the roar of the dragon roared like a dragon on his body, his body was full of thunder, and he jumped up while waving a mace, chasing after him.

The tent of the French Central Army, His Majesty Napoleon sank like water.

How is this going?Who made the shot?Who is chasing the goddess of the night?Why is that thunder light so familiar?Where did Dean Green go?

Countless questions flooded into his mind, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, like a comet falling to the ground, and a huge figure smashed into the French camp.

The giant who was more than three meters tall stood up, surrounded by countless thunders, and bursts of thunder exploded around him!He was walking in the barracks step by step with a huge square hammer that flashed like thunder!
And judging from the direction he was walking, his destination was the Chinese army camp!

Countless French soldiers surrounded it, and countless French masters rushed up, besieging and killing that terrifying giant.

They were supposed to be the reserve team to seal the victory, but now, for the safety of His Majesty the Emperor, they had to act!This giant must be stopped.

"boom"

The huge square hammer was swung out, and the storm of thunder swept across, sweeping away countless soldiers and masters, some were smashed to pieces, some were burnt black, and many more fell to the ground. motionless, lifeless
Take a big step, each step can span seven or eight meters!
Shouting loudly to disperse the fear, groups of soldiers and masters rushed up, and were smashed into pieces by the thunder.

No one can stop him!
The big tent of the Chinese army is getting closer and closer, and the giant's sledgehammer is also raised higher and higher.

"Ding"

A soft sound.

"when"

A long beep.

this is?piano?

The giant stopped, and turned his head to look at an inconspicuous ordinary tent next to the large tent of the Chinese army.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding."

Countless musical notes spewed out, like a waterfall hanging upside down, turning into a huge fountain!

That is the fountain of music!That is countless notes dancing!It's exploding!

The gushing notes of the tent burst open, revealing the scene inside.

An ordinary black piano, a man with gray hair is sitting in front of the piano and playing passionately.

That is the Polish warrior saint, "Poet of Joy" Chopin!
(End of this chapter)