White Dragon

It's not a white dragon in the narrow sense that people often say, but a white dragon in the broad sense, with smooth skin, glittering scales, streamlined body, and round head, all of which explain the difference of this pure white dragon, not to mention the fleeting white light.

What is that?

The three people present had a vague doubt in their minds, such a dragon had never been seen before, and there was no record in the books, as if it had suddenly appeared here.

However, one thing they can understand is that the dragon is on the opposite side of Siegel, and it is an enemy who will help Sigourney and the others against him and want to kill him.

White light flashes in the pupil one at a time

The giant controlled by Siegel subconsciously made a dodge action, but the huge body completely became a burden at this time, and the white light sprayed from the dragon's mouth hit his waist with precision, and successfully pierced his body.

"What the hell is this!"

Siegel asked loudly, but no one in the room would answer his question.

The pure white dragon that succeeded in the first blow did not continue to attack, but flapped its wings and flew high into the air with the help of the updraft. Looking up from the ground, it seemed to shine like a moving star, and even the huge fireball at that moment of Siegel could not capture the light of the star.

Siegel began to absorb the magma from the ground to fill the wounds he had been wounded by the pure white dragon, and the giant's body was made of flames, and as long as the giant's core was not defeated, it could be restored by absorbing the flames.

Sigourney had come to her senses at this point, and she began to use cooling magic to dispel the heat in the field, and since Sigal could recover by absorbing fire and magma, it could also be targeted by cooling down.

With the appearance of this pure white dragon, the situation has completely changed, the reason why they were so embarrassed by Siegel just now is only because their attacks cannot break through Siegel's defenses, and they lack a main attacker who can really cause damage.

After the White Dragon appeared and was confirmed to be able to actually inflict damage on Siegel, Sigourney and Siegmund were able to focus on other directions, such as restricting the giant's movements and reducing his recovery speed by lowering his temperature.

Siegel began to panic because he found that his attacks could not hit the enemy at all, and the magma that had been flowing on the ground was slowly solidifying, and the temperature began to drop, and even the red skin on the surface of the giant began to appear black magmatic rock.

The pure white dragon hovering in the sky was not looking for an opportunity to attack, he flapped his wings frantically, forming a hurricane high in the air and beginning to disperse the huge fireball.

As the hurricane collided with the fireball, a brilliant rain of fire fell from the sky, and this time the scope was no longer limited to the palace, but the entire city of Siegel began to burn.

Countless people were engulfed in flames in their sleep, but many more began to flee out of the city in crowds, dressed and armed with weapons, with a large amount of luggage and loved ones.

The army that was supposed to maintain order had already started a war with the enemy, and these civilians could only rely on instinct to carry out their activities, and when faced with a crisis, the truest instinct was to stay away from this crisis and leave this war that had been caught in a sea of fire and had become a battlefield.

In the outer city, you can clearly see what happened in the palace, after all, the giant that Siegel has turned into is so big that it is extremely difficult to ignore it.

The spellcasters who are still dealing with the magic tower have almost finished repairing the ability hub, and they are almost ready to join the battlefield as helpers.

However, on Siegel's side, he was almost at his limit, and Siegmund had been cast by Siegel to protect against heat and flame, and was running on his body.

The sword, which radiated a blue brilliance, kept cutting his body and inflicting damage on him, like a human being tossed by mosquitoes, with great power, but it was difficult to exert it.

With Sigourney free to deal with the heat and flames, Siegel began to fall into a disadvantage, and instead of paying attention to Siegmund who was tossing around him, he set his sights on the dragon.

His size was so large that even if Siegmund kept dismembering, it would take several days to find the core hidden by Siegel from the giant, not to mention that the giant was constantly recovering itself, even if the temperature dropped, it was only a slowdown in recovery, not a complete stagnation.

The dragon roared in the sky, but it was just a roar, and there was nothing else in it, from joining the battlefield to changing the situation on the battlefield, the dragon did not communicate with anyone, whether it was Sigourney who summoned him, or Siegel who attacked him at the beginning.

If it weren't for the wisdom he showed during the battle, Siegel and the others even suspected that it was just a dragon beast with no intelligence, only wildness and instinct.

"Get out of here!"

Sigmomund's voice suddenly appeared in Siegmund's ears, and without any pause in his movements, Sigmund jumped away from the giant's body, and he had just landed.

The sound of tearing came from behind him, and the sudden wind nearly swept him off the ground into the air.

Siegmund managed to secure himself to the city wall with his sword, and he looked up at the battlefield between giants and dragons, and the pure white dragon soaring in the sky was flying at high speed, it was no longer a meteor, but a shadow that his eyes could barely follow.

But it wasn't light that fell from the sky, perhaps the pure white dragon discovered that his beam attack could only deal healing injuries before hitting the giant's core with complete precision, rather than a one-hit critical hit.

The beam was replaced by a wind bomb, and the damage from concentrated penetration was replaced with area damage, and the wind bomb was mixed with countless irregularly moving wind blades, hitting the giant's body like a blender, cutting the giant's body.

"Sigourney, don't stop, keep cooling down!"

Siegmund exclaimed, he could see that the dragon was testing the core of the giant with such an attack, and that a large attack like a wind bomb was more suitable for this than a beam.

Sigourney, who was also flying in mid-air, was trying to condense the rain clouds, and the Norwegian mountains were already heavy in humidity and relatively low in temperature, and Siegel's actions would only cause a large number of rain clouds to gather in the sky.

The fireball and the rain of fire just now were only dispelled for a short time, and they could not make the rain clouds disappear completely, and with Sigoarney's magic, the sky became dark again.

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, and the bean-sized rain crackled down.

The enclosed palace turned from a lava pool into a swimming pool, the lava on the surface quickly condensed into solid magma rock, and the rain that had nowhere to go piled up and flooded everything in the palace.

Siegel could only watch this happen, he didn't try to stop Sigoarney's actions, but the interference from the dragon kept interrupting his skills.

Siegmund was frantically attacking his feet with his sword, disrupting his balance, and if his feet were cut off, the giant who fell to the ground would be completely drenched in the rain.

"You fucking bastards!"

Siegel shouted angrily, and then without looking back, he moved towards the outside of the city wall, looking at him, wanting to temporarily leave the battlefield that had fallen into a disadvantage.

For Siegel, giving up on the battle for the time being would indeed make him feel very angry and unwilling, and today's loss would have ruined his prestige and the Scandinavian Empire would be plunged into a long period of chaos.

However, these are not the point, as long as he is still alive, then the Scandinavian Empire will not be completely destroyed, there will be people who are willing to believe in him, willing to follow him, even if there are only a few hundred people left in the end, he has the confidence to make a comeback.

Sigourney and the others began to get anxious, and they recklessly squeezed the strength of their bodies, trying to stop Siegel's movement through crazy attacks, trying to bury him in this palace that has become history.

"Do you think I'm running away?"

Siegel, who had come to the edge of the city wall, suddenly let out a burst of laughter, he climbed over the city wall to the outside of the palace, came to the towering magic towers, and then raised his fist and directly punched a hole in the magic tower.

Sigourney watched his movements feebly, and the familiar casters who flew out of the hole watched as the casters came to Siegel's side, facing them from a distance.

The spellcasters who had been deceived were thus liberated by Siegel's violent means, and they obeyed Siegel's orders, and some of them left the battlefield to go outside the other magic towers, using the same methods to rescue their companions and tell them about the situation.

Like a swarm of bees, there are more and more bees, densely clustered together, a cursory glance at the past, there are no less than a few hundred, among them are those druids who have sworn to deliver loyalty to Sigoaney, they did not hesitate, and at the moment of confirming Sigournie's defeat, they once again chose to betray and returned to Sigal's camp.

The dragon flying in the sky lowered his altitude, breathing, brewing an attack that was more powerful than all the attacks he had just made, and he had realized that the situation had completely reversed, and it was no longer the time for them to have the upper hand.

Then, a wind about the size of him popped out in front of his mouth, and the chaotic air currents made a sharp sound that caused the people on the ground to cover their ears in agony.

However, even such a terrible attack was blocked in mid-air by the caster with an equally rainy shield, unable to advance an inch until the energy of the wind bomb was exhausted and dissipated in mid-air.

The caster's counterattack did not have the desired effect, as the dragon was flying too fast for them to aim, and the magic cast could not keep up with the dragon's speed.

Sigoarney, who watched all this from afar, secretly exclaimed, "Fast speed is never a problem for spellcasters, as there is too much magic that can be used to slow down the caster's enemies, or use magic to limit the opponent's speed.

Judging by the number of casters that appear next to Siegel, it must be a combination of the two methods.

A large area of ice mist appeared in the sky, and the dragon's body began to show signs of freezing, and the sudden burden slowed the dragon's speed and affected his balance.

Subsequently, the magic of [Retardation] [Gravity] and the like was directly released on the dragon's body, and there was no need for other more troublesome magic, nor those powerful spells, and the dragon had already fallen into the pool of the palace like a meteor, splashing high columns of water.

The caster's attack did not stop with the dragon's fall, and the temperature of the entire environment continued to drop, and the pool of boiling water that was still emitting heat showed signs of freezing.

The casters planned to use magic to freeze the already lake-sized pool, and they felt that it would be better to use magic to attack the dragon hidden in the pool, and to freeze the entire lake and imprison the dragon in the ice.

"Brother Siegmund!"

Sigoney's voice appeared in Sigmund's ears, and there was no need for a detailed description, the tacit understanding of many years ago made it easy for them to understand what the other party needed to say.

Once again, the blue light spread from the sword to the body

The dusk-like scene appeared in the minds of everyone present, and people couldn't help but have the illusion of time and space disorder

"Light and shadow that cut everything off"

Siegmund's voice was clear to everyone's ears

"The world has reached twilight"

"Knock you down ......"

The fan-shaped sword qi was spreading rapidly, and it was only a blink of an eye that came to the front of the group of spellcasters, like a palm that covered the sky and the sun, trying to completely erase this group of spellcasters from the world.

Everyone's brains, eyes, and consciousness were drawn to this twilight-like attack, and before their bodies could react, the instinct to survive had prompted them to take action.

Dense defensive magic appeared in mid-air, in the shape of a shield, in the shape of a translucent diamond, as well as a strong wall, and an enchantment that blocked the entire air

In addition, there were about five pillars of miserable green light that collided with the sword qi, and the dissociation technique that could disintegrate all things was forcefully resisted by the attack that dragged the world into dusk, and finally dissipated from each other.