What about the legend of your country?" Hearing the cardinal's introduction to this xeno-ivory dragon, Muria, who was boiling with murderous intent in her heart, suddenly thought of something.

More than three million humans have been slaughtered, and no country in the Osniro subcontinent can ignore such casualties. There is no unified empire in this subcontinent.

"Until the Pale Blood Devouring Advancement Legend, the Legend can't do anything to it. Sucata's face showed a hint of embarrassment and humiliation.

"Why don't you do it?" asked the Red Dragon Outlets, with some curiosity. As a dragon hunted by human legends, it was especially curious about this. It doesn't know that the legend of mankind will follow the bullshit principle of not bullying the small.

"Pale Blood Devourer, it will sacrifice half of every raid on our Terran cities to an ancient blue dragon to gain its protection. Suqada said in an extremely angry tone.

"Well, I roughly get it. Muria nodded, then looked at the exit of the temple, "Is it only the alienated tooth dragon that has been corrupted by this fallen demon dragon to attack your city outside?"

"If the evil dragon had come, the city would have been breached by now. The warrior who was slapped into the pillar by the Red Dragon Outlet struggled to crawl out, vomiting blood and replying.

As a Gold-tier fighter, his injuries now, while they look serious, are not fatal. After being slapped into the pillar, he also reacted, after listening to the conversation between Archbishop Suqada and Muria and other dragons.

The soldier realized that his slap was purely self-inflicted, and that he was cutting reinforcements, his own people. If he is reasonable, he is unreasonable...... His fist is not as big as his family.

"Then let's go, go out and have a look. Doesn't sound like you're in a good situation. Muria strode out of the temple, the sounds of fighting outside were waning, the roars and roars of the humans were waning, and the tyrannical roars were getting louder.

Muria, who had just walked out of the teleportation hall, paused slightly, because at this time thousands of pairs of hopeful eyes were looking at him, and the owners of these eyes were wearing cheap and even shabby clothes, and there was no special temperament on them.

The black-haired, golden-eyed boy looked at the human civilians in front of him who had almost crammed almost all the places inside the temple, and glanced back at the cardinal archbishop who was following him closely.

He suddenly figured out a problem, the temple of human gods, no matter where it was, even in a small city, was quite grand and huge.

He had speculated with malicious thoughts that the churches that enshrined the gods had built the temple so large that dragons or giants could operate in it, just to curry favor with their gods, and it was a kind of face-saving project that cost the people and money.

But seeing the scene in front of him, Muria found that the concept of his previous life was biased against him, and he always used an extremely malicious mind to speculate about the gods.

The other gods don't know, but the gods of the Terran orderly and good camp are really worthy of the Terrans' worship and belief in them. This can be seen in their churches.

The temple of the good gods of the human race is a place for believers to pray in peacetime, but now in times of war, all the churches of good gods are shelters. Therefore, the larger the temple, the more civilians can be contained.

"This is Lord Golden Dragon?"

"It doesn't look like it!"

"It's just a kid!"

Seeing Nuria who came out first, the sound of subtle discussion came into his ears, and Sukada, who followed behind Muria, bowed slightly, his face showed a hint of pleading: "Your Excellency the Golden Dragon, look, can you show the power of your Golden Dragon?"

"The best person to show your might shouldn't be me, it's you, Leon. Muria didn't squint, but his mental fluctuations with emotion reached the consciousness of a red-haired teenager in the team behind him.

"But unfortunately, you are too weak now, and even if you reveal your identity as a demon hunter, it will not give them confidence. ”

Under such a scene, Muria, who did not forget to stimulate the young Leon, was under the gaze of the civilians who had taken refuge in the temple, and under the gaze of the civilians who had taken refuge in the temple, one after another fine golden scales appeared on his face, and on both sides of his forehead, three pairs of dragon horns that zigzaged and extended in different directions slowly stretched out.

A handsome young man took a few breaths forward, golden scales appeared on his face, horns grew on his forehead, and he turned into an inhuman monster, this is such a powerful scene, not only did not make these mortals panic, but also made their faces show excitement and excitement.

And as Muria revealed the blood of the dragon, a pale golden dragon power with a sense of oppression spread. There was no resistance, and when a wisp of dragon power overflowed from Muria's body, all the civilians knelt down obediently with a look of ecstasy.

Leon, the demon hunter who followed Muria forward, couldn't help but clench his fists when he saw such a scene. When ordinary human beings are in a moment of crisis, it is the arrival of an inhuman being that fills them with hope and confidence in the future.

"This subcontinent seems to be a lot more chaotic than Ionia. Muria, who walked out of the temple, slightly turned his head to look at the extremely piercing claw marks on the outside of the temple behind him, and then looked at the battlefield where there was a constant roar and roar.

The huge translucent shield protects the entire city, this is the city's defensive circle, but just look at the crumbling appearance of this translucent aura shield, you can tell that this protective circle will not last long.

In the outermost part of this crumbling aura shield, various spells and crossbow arrows were shot out, smashing into the group of monsters besieging the city, and from time to time, the brilliant beams of light from the magic cannons flashed away, smashing a road of flesh and blood in the dense group of monsters.

"Roar!" "Roar!" ...... The roar of the tyrannical dragon came, and three strangely shaped dragons soared over the city, they were the main force of the siege, and the siege was just some cannon fodder.

"It's really an alienated tooth dragon. Muria looked around the sky with interest, not the three toothed dragons that swooped down on the aura shield, "I don't remember the tooth dragons flying so high. ”

The three strange dragons in the sky, all covered in hard bone plate armor, had sharp bone spurs protruding at the joints around them, and their slender tails split into a pair of scythe-like bone blades.

Their eyes glowed scarlet, and their skulls were covered with tiny horns and spines. These are all similar to normal toothed dragons, with the only difference being their wings.

Normal toothed dragons have short wings and extremely poor flight ability, and only have the ability to rush forward by quickly spreading their wings. And these three toothed dragons in the sky, with their wings open, can hover in the sky. Degree of literature