When the Black Dragon Lord fully unfolded his wings, Angela was once again in deep shock.

She had to admit that the black dragon in front of her was unique, not only had a red dragon that strengthened its fierce and ferocious body, but also its wings were completely different from all the real dragons she knew.

The wings of the Black Dragon Lord are larger than imagined, pay attention to the meaning of the word "unexpected". Angela has never seen any real dragon's wings with such a wide wing membrane and such a complex skeleton structure - its wings can even be folded!

At this time, the Black Dragon Lord had already started flapping his wings, and after just a few strokes, a howling hurricane started.

etc.

Did it fly using dragon wings? Not based on magic?

After a brief shock, Angela immediately noticed this detail. The perception of the disaster dragon was outstanding in the real dragon, but she did not feel any overflowing magic fluctuations on the other party.

Is this a dragon beast?

Angela's thought irresistible, but she soon rejected it herself. The other party's suppressive dragon power could not be faked. That aura made her, who was both a real dragon, feel scared.

what is going on?

The disaster karma dragon was confused, but time waited for no one, and the Black Dragon Lord had already begun to dive down. She could only use a "floating technique" for herself and followed the Black Dragon with hesitation.

“Buzz ——————”

The continuous dull sounds rolled over the ears of the creatures in the battle, and Caesar didn't let out any roar. However, the vibration and pressure caused by the dragon's wings passing through the air still made them notice the arrival of the black dragon.

And what followed was the hot stream.

Due to the large number of undeads, Caesar did not need to aim at the target at all. He flew through the low altitude like a bomber. The flames surging in his mouth, plowing the undead legion over and over, burning everything, turning these bone stubbles into countless cokes, leaving behind flames and ravines.

Because the opponents are despicable skeletons and undeads, Caesar doesn't have to worry about them having weapons such as armor-breaking arrows and armor-breaking crossbow guns. So this time the black dragon can maintain its air superiority to fight them. His wings are not so fragile that even skeleton archers can shoot through them. Just be careful of those advanced undeads.

The undead army ushered in the first wave of substantial losses. The corpse witches' spell casting ability was completely insufficient to block the large number of high-temperature torrents of flames. As Caesar grew up, his spitting weapons became more and more powerful.

The large number of undead creatures annihilated under the dragon flames is not the inferior wise skeleton, but the real backbone of the undead legion.

But this is not enough. It would probably take several days to completely destroy the skeleton army with Caesar's own strength alone, so he had to find a way to inspire his own monster family, let them suppress their tired and chaotic nature of trying to escape, and regroup and fight again.

"The chaos camp is trouble."

Caesar, who was passing by at a low altitude, complained with resentment.

However, Caesar knew how to boost morale and encourage these evil races that pursued power. He had already considered it before and knew how to operate it.

Soon, the Black Dragon began to act, and he temporarily gave up his airspace superiority, aimed at an area with dense undead, and began to land.

Because of its huge body shape, this guy smashed into the sea of ​​skeletons like a meteorite. The earth trembled and made a roar like thunder. Countless undead were hit directly because they could not dodge. Under the heavy pressure of the black dragon, the bones all over their bodies made a harsh wail, and the broken limbs splashed in all directions.

In the shadow of the dark curtain, Caesar slowly crawled out of the deep pit he had created, and his scarlet eyes shone in the dark curtain.

"I, the son of Nesartolia, the dragon of the shadow, the true dragon-Caesar Ortorenso Targrien, your master, your emperor..."

The black dragon squirted out a mouthful of flame to sweep away the skeleton in front of him, and stood upright with its powerful hind legs. The undead who had lost its power under his feet was crushed to pieces. He held his fierce head and the low dragon roar was majestic and magnificent: "I am the incarnation of power!"

After speaking, Caesar lowered his head slightly, bit the scattered turbulent flames in his mouth, and let out a deafening roar again.

"Now, Black Dragon Legion, crush them!"

Aura is really a wonderful thing. If it were a legendary spellcaster or an old real dragon, perhaps their strength was stronger than Caesar, but these words were said by those people, and they were definitely not as shocking as the black dragon.

The ferocious and powerful black dragon, after a powerful and powerful word, all its relatives showed their fangs again and made a long roar in agreement.

"For my king!"

"For the Master!"

"For Your Majesty!"

...

Although there was no whistle to the horn of the magical monsters, the monsters were inspired by spiritual levels and became as powerful as they were, and they were even more fierce than when they first met the skeleton army.

Of course, the undead were not moved by this. Facing the monsters with roaring sounds one after another, they were still as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, with only the sound of bone movements sporadic. These guys who had died once had no choice but to silence all useless emotions and would only wield weapons to attack silently.

The two sides are in sharp contrast.

“It’s coming.”

The black knight Nagendro held the sword tightly. He knew that now was the time to decide the outcome. In Eladia, the confrontation between the lords of the two sides was often the key to the direction of a war.

His ace, the Undead Knights, had been suppressing it before, and did not join the battlefield, but were waiting for the black dragon to appear, because only these high-level undead knights could block the Black Dragon Lord. Such an adult true dragon would destroy the battlefield. He could not let the other party do it. The Knights must be on standby at any time on the left and wait for interception.

The skeleton horses were neighing, and Nagendro soon gathered with his undead knights and then charged towards the black dragon.

This army is full of all high-level undead, their bodies are wrapped in dark gray armor, and even the bones exposed outside the armor are dyed with a metallic luster.

After careful observation, you can find that they did not charge on the ground. The dead knights sat down on the end of the horse's hooves, and they also burned the soul fire, floating in the air and rushing.

This shows that the Undead Knight also has the ability to fight in the air.

"Lord, be careful. Every undead knight was a veteran of war during his lifetime, and their skills that were integrated into his bloodline were still preserved after his death."

Angela reminded the rear at a distance, and then approached a little closer: "Heroic hymn."

She released a spell to Caesar, and when she saw the black dragon's eyes revolving, Angela smiled: "Please let me help you."
Chapter completed!