"We don't have to help him until he is in this state, so we will help others for the time being. ”

"With the combat power that this Highness is showing now, I feel that it will not be long before he can kill all those legends. ”

Even in the form of a real dragon, the silver dragon, whose temperament still looks a little elegant, couldn't help but let out an exclamation as he watched Muria kill the Quartet with a sword in his hand.

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's get started!" Looking at the silver dragons who began to discuss, the leading ancient silver dragon felt a big headache, although she was nominally the queen of the Thiago Kingdom, and these silver dragons had to obey her, but in fact, they were all working independently, a loose coalition of governments, and there was no real subordinate relationship.

"Please ask the two of you to entangle that ice dragon, don't let it interfere with this highness's battle, and seal it if you can!"

After looking at Muria's violent battle posture that had nothing to do with the normal golden dragon, the leader of the ancient silver dragon looked down at the iceberg ruins not far below, an ice dragon nailed to the iceberg by a spear in the form of a thunderbolt, it tore its own flesh and blood, and was trying to break free from the suppression of the spear.

It tore off its jaw and was now tearing at the scales and flesh of its neck, and it couldn't shake the Sun-Chasing Spear, so it had to use self-mutilation to get out.

"As for your other dragons, you are free to choose your warband, and you can help whoever you want!"

"But who can we help?" the eight silver dragons looked at the leader of the ancient silver dragon suspiciously, in their eyes, except for Muria, Micalia and Ilvestre, none of the other fighting dragons and giants were good. Their battle dragons thought they were just going to do it.

"A subordinate who helps His Highness, of course. ”

"But who of these legends is in the same camp as His Highness Muria?"

"yes, we can't tell. A slender and graceful silver dragon flicked its tail, flapped its wings, and lazily echoed, "So, we can't help." ”

"Don't pretend to be stupid for me!" Gu Yinlong glared fiercely at these guys who wanted to be lazy, "That ancient green dragon is, there is no such dragon on our continent that likes to live in tropical jungles, it should have followed Muria to us." ”

"And the Descendant of the Red Dragon, she knew at a glance that it wasn't from our subcontinent. ”

"It's not good to help these guys!" These are all five-colored dragons that have gaps with the silver dragons, and the silver dragons are a little unhappy.

"Below is the frost giant fighting the frost giant warriors, do we really want to help them, do we consume the power of our dependents in this kind of place?"

"We must help them, this is the Dragon King's edict!"

"Okay, okay!" Out of respect and awe for the Dragon King, the nine silver dragons opened nine circular space gates, and then, the air force unit belonging to the United Kingdom of Thiago flew out first—a well-equipped cold subspecies Wyvern unit.

Then, a mighty floating fleet emerged from the Circular Space Gate, the air defense force that a kingdom should have.

"These frost giants below, just attack those who are not wearing armor!"

"Knowingly, how can an ordinary frost giant forge a metal weapon!"

"Didn't I ask to make sure to avoid mistakes. ”

"I think you just want to find the dragon to share the responsibility!"

"Tell the fleet, adjust the muzzle of the cannon to the unarmored frost giants, and blast me hard, don't leave your hands behind. ”

Bang!bang......

The roar of the magic cannon came, a scorching elemental ray, a magic cannonball with a powerful impact...... Falling into the savage frost giants who are besieging the Giant Corps, let the gorgeous flowers of death bloom on the earth, with a sense of beauty that belongs to death.

"What's going on with these guys?" Muria's fist blasted several icebergs, which the legendary frost giant had condensed with his own power and threw at him as weapons.

"Even if you try so hard to help me, I won't give money. There was a wary look in Muria's eyes, and he suspected that these were the ones who had come to him to make extra money. He had a similar routine in his previous life, he didn't even say the price at first, and then after he finished doing things, he asked for a sky-high reward.

He is still in a state of poverty and whiteness, no, Muria is now worth 500 million, and he is promoted by saying that he is poor. He was still waiting for the half-planes he had conquered to make a profit for him and pay off his debts.

If after the fight, these silver dragons dare to threaten with this, he will definitely refuse without hesitation, there is not a single copper, Muria thought so.

"Don't struggle, don't worry, I'll keep my promise, I won't kill you. With a smile on her face, Muria went up without mercy, stabbing the Seven Sins Knife into the chest of a frost giant, writhing in it despite his wails.

Blazing ripples spread from his body, temporarily isolating the Frost Giant Legend in front of him, and the other three Legends, before Muria swung his Turbulent Demon Sword and severed all of his limbs, slashing him into a pillar.

"If you don't want to suffer like this again, control the speed at which your flesh and blood regenerate, and I promise you that I won't kill you. In a gentle tone, Muria admonished the Frost Giant, whose limbs had been cut off, and gently kicked him to the ground.

Even if there is a war on the ground, the legendary strength is enough to protect itself, and the frost giant, who was guaranteed by Muria, did not say a word, and fell to the earth in silence without resistance.

But the speed of his flesh and blood regeneration has slowed down a lot in silence, he really doesn't want to fight Muria again, his hands and feet are constantly being cut off, and they grow again, which is really a very bad experience, it is one thing to be resilient, but it is another thing to endure pain.

"White Snake, I have a habit that no matter how good or bad others treat me, I will give it back tenfold and hundredfold, so, are you ready?"

Muria, who was holding the Prison Halberd, looked at the white giant snake whose body had been restored to a complete state, and his gentle tone was full of cold and bone-chilling killing intent

Muria has never suffered such a painful injury since birth, and all the bones and flesh below the head are crushed and mixed together, and Muria does not want to experience this pain a second time. No one likes pain except masochism, including Muria. The blood of the Titans has made Muria belligerent and belligerent, but belligerence does not mean that he likes pain.

In fact, many Titans like to deal with their opponents without taking damage, which is also a kind of sharpening of their technique.