Ordinary soldiers may not understand the dragon's vision, but the two chief officers of the small mercenary group, especially Da Qingshan, know this very well. Lu'er soars above the nine heavens and can see clearly within dozens of miles around, even if it is
You can also find the remains of travelers' bonfires through the trees late at night.
The first thing that came to the minds of the two teenagers was the Golden Dragon Knight of Fanos who they had met twice. This dragon was also a golden dragon, but at a lower level. Don't these two golden dragons have any relationship?
The giant dragon flying rapidly in the sky undoubtedly found something suspicious. A huge black shadow could be seen descending rapidly in the night. Its wings spread out and whipped up a biting wind that tore apart the coniferous treetops. The early snow continued to rustle.
fall.
If it were other mercenary groups or even the best knights in the empire, they would definitely panic when they saw the dragon's huge body brushing against the treetops. At least the war horses would flee from their hiding places in fear. For small mercenary groups,
After seeing too much of Lord Lu'er's power, and being repeatedly baptized by Chi Aotian's Yao Lilong, not to mention the mercenaries, even the newly joined elves were stable, and even the mad eagles who participated in the battle for the first time showed
It was extremely calm. The falling snow dyed everything plain white, further enhancing the concealment effect.
The giant dragon hesitantly circled twice in succession in the air. When it passed by for the last time, it seemed that no trace was found at all, and it rushed straight into the night sky without finishing its journey.
All the mercenaries let out a long sigh. Horns couldn't help but secretly praise his wisdom in arranging the subordinate imperial soldiers to camp in a valley 10 kilometers away as the second echelon of the attack. At that time, he also wanted to reduce the target.
, it seems...
Suddenly, bursts of extremely clear dragon roars came from the night sky. The flying dragon that had just reached the sky suddenly shot towards the ground at a very high speed, its long neck bent melodiously, and the huge dragon's mouth flashed with red light.
Daqingshan jumped up from the snow: "Be careful of the dragon's breath! Lin Yushang, Sha Ruo, and the vulture elf archers rise into the air to kill this giant dragon!" There was regret in the young man's harsh words.
In the war, since there was no Lu'er, the Holy Dragon Knight could only stand by and watch. If Lu'er was by his side, why would such a giant dragon need girls like Sha Ruo and Lin Yushang to rush forward?
Dozens of agile elven archers have jumped on the back of the soaring vulture, and three or four middle-aged elven elders over 700 years old are also leaning on the vulture and flying into the air - all the elves are mentally disturbed.
It was more or less unlucky, but who would have thought that they would encounter a dragon in the first war, and the vulture knights of the small mercenary group could not control the vultures in the night sky, and the only ones who could come forward were the elves.
The golden-red dragon's breath exploded suddenly, and a fireball with a diameter of two feet hit the coniferous forest with a roar of fire. Several warriors who could not dodge were hit by the fireball and screamed in pain, and the heat wave hit them.
To a place tens of meters away.
People kept standing up around the fire ring, chanting lowly. The strong conifer trunks suddenly softened, and the surrounding tree crowns continued to shake, pushing the snow towards the fire, and the flames quickly dimmed.
The giant dragon did not expect that there would be so many enemies here, let alone that there were humans who could soar into the sky. Dozens of short arrows hissed through the night sky and were nailed to the dragon's body.
The third-level golden dragon was shocked. Although the bows and arrows of these low-level races did not hurt him, the intention of these people to ambush was quite obvious. There was no doubt about the direction of the ambush under the city of Hamburg. The dragon did not regard these low-level people in front of him at this time.
Race is the same thing. For the Dragon Clan, ordinary weapons will not even leave traces on the scales. Magic below the fifth level has no effect at all, but in this world, great magicians of the fifth level and above can be released.
How many are there? A young dragon can easily withstand the joint attack of three or four great magicians. In the world of dragons, no race is their opponent. There are just some weak humans and a few fluttering ones.
The little bird was not in the eyes of the giant dragon at all. The golden dragon's huge body danced and circled wildly in a very small area, and the second and third slightly smaller dragon's breath shot out like beads.
Although several magisters of the elven clan were older and did not reach the sky in the shortest time, it was still easy to cast a few low-level magic shields without chanting. The black, green, and blue magic shields quickly spread among the magisters.
The hand formed and was continuously connected with the magic shield in the hand of the magician next to it to form a larger shield. The magician chanted in a low voice, and the dark green light shone on the coniferous tree trunks, swaying and melting into the magic from the side.
In the shield, two consecutive dragon breath balls landed on the magic shield. Dozens of tree trunks on both sides seemed to be shaken desperately by a giant. The magician and the mercenaries behind him who were guarding the magic shield were not affected.
any impact.
The young magic swordsmen immediately understood that these elf magisters used the surrounding trees as the support for their magic, so they were so labor-saving - such skillful and light practical magic skills cannot be found in textbooks.
Chanting sounded in the air, and the silver-white sacred magic elves pulsed rapidly in the air: "Holy God in the sky, give me the divine power to condemn this sinner." During Sha Ruo's singing, a loud sound was vaguely heard in the sky.
of bells.
"Illusive wind, transform into a guardian dragon!" Lin Yushang chanted continuously, and two wind dragons materialized in the air.
Daqingshan and Horns looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Daqingshan had seen with his own eyes how the magician Lei Ge fought with the green dragon. The attack of the wind dragon was really negligible against the real dragon. It was not as good as Sha Ruo's Holy Word. Although
It doesn't do much damage to the dragon. After all, it can prevent the dragon from attacking others in one round of attack.
The golden dragon ignored the existence of magic attacks at all and flew through the air quickly. Its sharp claws slashed through the air. The two elves who could not dodge let out a scream, and the man and the mad vulture were shot down from the air by the dragon. One
Hanging on the treetop, the other one and two mad vultures were heavily beaten to the ground. The body parts were scattered in pieces, and blood sprayed on the bodies and faces of other mercenaries and elves on the ground.
The elven elders also know the attack power of the wind dragon quite well. The combat power of these young people in front of them may be extremely outstanding among humans, but they are far from being comparable to the magic sword prince Amy and the magic commander Yi Hailan a few months ago. In the sky
The three great elf magicians began to chant quickly.
The golden dragon whirled down again, and suddenly found a giant more than ten meters tall appearing in front of him. His thick arm flew through the air and grabbed the dragon's leg, which was unprepared. The other hand was clenched into a heavy fist.