Black Dragon Code

McNee squinted his eyes and looked up. He felt the power of the dragon. There are not many things on this continent that can really pose a threat to him. It just so happens that the giant dragon is one of them. A large red dragon in its prime, extremely powerful and daunting.

The red dragon swooped down and landed less than 200 meters away from the dwarf. It swung its jagged tail and twisted its horned head on its long neck, watching every move of the dwarf.

Nale Andrea? McNee recognized the dragon. He had heard the other's name. Before the Thunderblade clan joined the war, Tashanmu had invited the red dragon to fight for the coalition forces, but the effect was not satisfactory. , the red dragon has a rough nerve and is arrogant and rude, unwilling to give the war the correct treatment and the necessary respect, it neither has a strategic plan, nor obeys the combat orders of the coalition forces, and has not caused much trouble to the Al Sara Expeditionary Force.

Therefore, when the red dragon Andrea decided to leave, the federation didn't even try to try to retain it.

Unexpectedly, it came back by itself now.

I never thought that the Red Dragon could have the spirit of contract, but your behavior has won my respect. McNee said, he raised his hammer and signaled to the Red Dragon, In this case, let us fight side by side and win this battle together. The glory of victory.

McNee Thunderblade! The red dragon grinned, showing a cruel smile, and the words that came out of his mouth were shocking, You are dying!

If you still have a sliver of reason in your poor brain, order all your people to lay down their weapons and surrender to the great Burning Wing. He uttered the low and heavy voice unique to dragons: Otherwise, you will be reduced to ashes at Nare Andrea's feet like reptiles run over by wheels!

You stupid dragon, are you out of your mind?

McNee said this in a puzzled and angry tone. If there is nothing wrong with his ears, did the Red Dragon just expressly express that he would go to war with the Thunderblade clan? He didn't understand what made the dragon turn against him in such a short period of time. Well, even if it had a reason to be an enemy of the clan, McNee couldn't figure out how this guy could do nothing. Unplanned preparations and arrangements, jumping out like a low-minded beast to die.

Maybe this is the red dragon.

But let alone a mature red dragon, even an old red dragon or even an ancient dragon may not necessarily scare McNee. He is a legendary warrior, the Lord of Thunder, the king of the iron castle, and the god of Moradin, the god of dwarves. Dear One, the title Dragon Slayer is not included in this series of titles, but it may be there soon.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Ha. The red dragon laughed contemptuously, You will regret missing the chance to surrender, because you don't know what you are going to face. As he said, the dragon's sharp-toothed mouth gushed out orange-orange water. Flames, the fight is on again after a brief interlude.

The red dragon let out a dragon roar equivalent to a large-scale deterrent spell, rushed towards McNee, and was beaten violently without a doubt. Although he had a racial advantage, he was just a mature dragon over 300 years old. Nalie's The scales can block the attacks of conventional weapons, but they can't resist the heavy axes and war hammers of Lord Thunder , The red dragon, which boasts of burning wings, already has many wounds.

Its attacking forelimbs were cut bloody by the heavy axe, one of its claws was swollen, two teeth were broken, and even a hole was torn between the two horns of its uninjured head—that was When the red dragon opened its mouth to bite downwards, McNee accidentally caught the gap, jumped on the head and struck with an axe.

enough!

The sweep failed again, and after being pulled away by McNee, the red dragon roared angrily: Short-lived species who can only hide and run, do you think this is useful? I am no longer the same as before, short-lived species, feel the real power Bar!

Its front paws slapped heavily on the ground. This sentence was like a spell containing magic power. As the red dragon's words fell, a violent hurricane suddenly surged in the northern castle, and illusory blue flames ignited around it, and the entire space seemed to be distorted. When he got up, the turbulent power gushed out from the red dragon's body, and it jumped more than one level in an instant.

Stupid red dragon, don't you understand what you are doing? This is not your strength, you will kill yourself because of your recklessness. McNee said coldly.

I have made the power work for me! the red dragon responded angrily, and after a while it laughed again: You are afraid, dwarf, and I smell your fear.

Thunderblade dwarves are not afraid of anything. McNee bent his knees, gripped the ax and hammer tightly, and was ready to strike again.

Really? the red dragon roared: I will let you see the truth!

They rushed towards each other at a speed that is difficult for mortal eyes to reach. The red dragon became no longer dull. It could keep up with the speed of Lord Thunder, even faster and stronger. Physical actions make it almost come true. At this moment, the red dragon can influence reality with will, fabricate spells that it cannot master out of thin air, and order elements to be used by it.

The taste of omnipotence made the red dragon extremely satisfied. It was filled with power, and it almost indulged in the violent battle, bombarding McNee indiscriminately, but did not notice that its life potential was being rapidly reduced.

Caesar is not an all-knowing and omnipotent god, and there is no way to improve Nare Andrea's strength by several levels in a short period of time without loss. The psionic seeds he left behind are essentially equivalent to a converter, which can transform the long-lasting vitality of the red dragon into The psychic power it never possessed, the red dragon felt unparalleled power after activating the seed, in fact it was its own exuberant vitality, but I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Caesar didn’t tell Nareth the principle and reminded it to use it with caution .

This caused Nalie to consume his vitality crazily and squander spiritual energy recklessly during the battle. The long-lived Red Dragon would not notice any abnormalities for a while, but McNicole suffered. In terms of psychic power level, I'm afraid it's even better than Caesar's, able to suppress Lord Thunder to the point where he can't hold his head up.

Nalie squatted, the scales all over his body stretched out, and the muscles under the scales tensed and formed like water. At this moment, the place they fought in had been reduced to a fiery hell. It also prefers to simulate fire attributes to attack.

The surface is burning, everything is hot, the air smells of burnt metal, and ash rises and falls in the castle in unbearable heat, as if millions of undead are surrounding it.

Boom!

McNee hit hard on the low fort on the inner wall. These fortifications that Alsara put his energy into could withstand the bombardment of magic cannons. Compared with ordinary fortresses, they used more alchemy products for reinforcement, but they fell apart in an instant, and McNee went straight to the surface. , dense cracks appeared under his body, spreading tens of meters away.

Boom!

Before he could get up, the heavy fist transformed from psionic energy hit his chest fiercely. The armor forged by Prince Atas on Lord Thunder's body was shattered, and all the flashing inscriptions and symbols were extinguished, turning into ordinary metal. starter

The red dragon slammed into the ground, the mighty spiritual energy pierced through the surface, and the ground was roasted so hard that it rotated and turned over, and the broken stones were scattered everywhere, as if some terrifying creature was shuttling underground, and the huge power was transmitted to McNee along the rock , squeezed and deformed the dwarf's body, stacked layers of twisted lava, wrapping McNee tightly.

The red dragon took a deep breath, and the surge psychic energy had placed a huge burden on its body. Nalie felt that he was about to lose strength, but he still yelled stiffly: Is that all? Dwarf, you are really disappointing! !

It stopped and waited for a while, and after confirming that the opponent was stunned and unresponsive, it stepped forward, grabbed the huge rock ball with its two front paws, drove away the Thunderblade dwarves who came to harass it with its tail, and beat its wings hard up into the sky.

The order it got was to deal with McNee, and the situation in the northern castle was none of its business.