The Dragon That Devoured the World: Begins with Rebirth as a Black Dragon

The few spearmen who had just rushed up were sprayed by the white high-temperature ray breath.

The sword and shield soldiers and crossbowmen who followed behind were not spared either.

"Ahhh!"

Their bodies were roasted and melted.

Suddenly, a smell of barbecue came into Salon's nose.

Armor can prevent physical attacks, but there is no way to prevent this pure high-temperature attack.

Tarom's face was no longer calm. Who can tell him why the black dragon has such a strange high-temperature breath!

It looks a bit like water vapor.

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"It's really Lord Salon, this powerful figure is simply unparalleled!"

Shadar stood up with difficulty. The moment he heard the black dragon roar, he knew that Lord Salon was coming.

"Everyone, follow Lord Salon with me to kill the enemy!" Shadar picked up a long knife and shouted loudly.

"Shadar, Lord Salon asked you to evacuate!" At this time, the air was distorted.

Winnie's figure appeared in front of Shadar and others with her words.

"What?"

"This is the master's order. Do you want to disobey?" Winnie looked at Shadar and said.

These trolls will only die in vain. As the followers of Lord Saron, they cannot die so worthlessly.

Shadar turned around and looked at the thirty or so forest trolls left behind him and clenched his fists fiercely.

"Let's go!" Shadar gritted his teeth and said.

...

Looking at the countless dead and wounded soldiers and the Brutal Holy Shield Tarom who was struggling to hold on, a red light flashed in his eyes.

He crushed a red gem in his hand and said softly:

"Liberation!"

At the same time, the five Brutal Holy Shields below began to change.

The heavy armor on their bodies began to fall off automatically, revealing their true appearance.

Blue-black skin, red eyes, and dark lines on the body.

There are some small red scales on the back. They are no longer human.

The body slowly swells and grows, and two huge horns slowly emerge from the head.

The nails on both hands are getting longer and longer, like a beast.

Tarom knew that this was the final form of the Brutal Shield, and its strength was a far cry from its normal state.

There was a magic circle on the armor on the body, which not only provided a certain degree of protection for the Brutal Shield, but also, most importantly, sealed their power.

The reason for this was that the Brutal Shield could only continue to fight for about a quarter of an hour in this form, and then it would be exhausted and die.

Saron also noticed the changes in these guys.

Why did they transform?

The wings that had just been injured had long been restored after killing forty or fifty soldiers.

The carnivore talent was quite powerful.

Several Brutal Shields that had transformed rushed towards Saron.

One of them bent his legs and jumped up directly to attack Saron's back.

Saron stared at the other party and then bit him like lightning. You know, the sharpest part of Saron's body is his teeth, and there is also the blessing of the armor-breaking special effect.

With a burst of bone breaking sounds.

The black stripes on the opponent's body surface sent out a wave, but Saron's teeth were too sharp.

Unsurprisingly, the Brutal Shield broke into two pieces.

"The bite force of the black dragon is so strong?"

Tarom was shocked.

The black dragon in front of him made him feel that he had underestimated the dragon before.

He personally tested how hard the body of the Brutal Shield was, not to mention other things.

Steel is far from being comparable to the body of the Brutal Shield.

Saron looked at the remaining few people, the soldiers rushing up next to him, and Tarom, who was watching from a distance, and flew up directly.

When several Brutal Shields tried to stop him, Saron roared angrily.

He used the wild scream.

Suddenly, everyone on the battlefield felt their blood tremble.

The perception was particularly obvious for spellcasters and high-level warriors.

The magic power and fighting spirit in their bodies were more sensitive, and they instantly felt that their magic power was out of control.

Saron took the opportunity to fly up.

Because Shadar and others had already evacuated here.

And the state of these guys was very unstable, which meant that their transformation took time.

So for the sake of safety, Saron decided to wait until they finished their transformation before killing them.

"Stop him!"

Tarom was anxious.

It was not easy to get this black dragon to land and fight with them.

And the Brutal Shield was released. If he was allowed to leave like this, they would definitely not have a good life with the dragon's vengeful character.

Several Brutal Shields picked up the spears on the ground and threw them out as spears.

But Saron had already prepared for their move and dodged a few spears at random.

By the wayHe bit a spear with his mouth and swallowed it with a crunch.

This kind of weapon without enchantment was just like that for him.

It was just that the guys below were really strong.

He had already flown 300 meters in the air. The spear was not only accurate, but also lethal.

"Damn it!"

Tarom could only watch the monster-like black dragon leave gracefully.

If this guy didn't really have the appearance of a black dragon, then Tarom would definitely think that it was an unknown monster.

How could a black dragon spray such high-temperature heat rays, and the wound on his wings healed so quickly?

After all, the giant scorpion crossbow has various properties such as bleeding and armor-breaking!

"Have you counted the casualties?" Tarom asked the adjutant next to him irritably.

"Lord Tarom, we lost 98 soldiers, 37 were seriously injured, and 72 were slightly injured..."

The loss this time was too great. You have to know that these are all elite soldiers, and each soldier has been trained at a huge cost.

They are not only powerful, but also loyal.

The most important thing is the Brutal Shield!

This time they lost six Brutal Shields!

Tarom looked at the five Brutal Shields below. The aura on them slowly disappeared, and their bodies slowly recovered.

Suddenly Tarom thought of something and said quickly:

"Hurry up and send someone to check the situation over there in Argus!"

...

On a cliff, Saron stopped here.

Next to him was Winnie, who was reporting the intelligence she had just found.

"Master, the enemies over there in the mine are not moving. They have occupied the mine and are controlling the kobolds and goblins to mine ore!"

Haha, this group of people is really arrogant. They are already mining ore, which means they have already regarded this place as their home.

Damn, bullying the dragon is too much!

Come to my territory to kill my followers and steal my things!

Just wait and see!

"Winnie, I'm going to the mine to kill the army of 100 people over there. You keep an eye on this army in front of you. If they dare to send a messenger to ask for help, you will kill the messenger or the flying monster that sent the messenger!"

"Yes!" Winnie said obediently, and then her figure disappeared into the air.

Saron nodded. Winnie's ability should not be underestimated. She is most suitable for this kind of work.

Don't think that Saron easily cracked her ability before, that's because Saron's wild scream is unreasonable.

Others don't have wild screams!

And what Saron wants to do is to destroy this elite army directly here.

First of all, daring to think about his treasure is to seek death.

Secondly, Saron doesn't want to be exposed so early. After all, his black dragon is really too strange.

It is easy to attract those brain-abnormal dragon slayers to make things worse.

And killing the messenger is to make this army an isolated army to prevent the leakage of information.

The reason why he didn't continue to fight hard just now was that he was already invincible, and those strange warriors made him feel bad.

According to modern people's thinking, Salon is a Fatanga warrior, an all-round player.

Even more despicable, as long as this army is still in the forest, Salon will go over from time to time to spit or directly grab a few people and fly them to the sky to kill them.

It doesn't matter if they are injured, they have the talent of carnivores.

Sooner or later, they will be exhausted, and Salon will not let any of these people go.

So let's deal with those guys in the mine first!

Salon flapped his wings and left here, his figure covered the sun like a dark cloud.