"That's right, Muria's eyes didn't make a move, which means that these enemies don't have any existence worthy of a strike, what am I worried about?" Hearing Naga's words, the Storm Giant's eyes showed a sudden look, and his eyes became more determined.

Although as a warrior, being called by the Lord to participate in the war, there should be no distractions, just to fight wholeheartedly, but the pursuit of victory is the instinct of a warrior.

At this time, it was confirmed that the outcome of this war had been decided, and the storm giant immediately ate a reassuring pill, and the momentum exuded from his body was even greater.

There are so many things that can be said that Muria's Strike has not yet struck, and no matter how large the number of enemies is, the number is a joke until there is no power against the Epic.

"This is not a war, this is an experience that is used to sharpen us. "The Storm Giants, who had already spontaneously formed a battle formation with their fellow giants around them, had some enlightenment.

Then, he threw himself into the battle against the strange enemies in front of him, and there were no more distractions.

......

Muria stared at the vast battlefield in front of him, and the dependents who rushed out of the gap behind him that could already be called a spatial passage had reached the level of millions, and the enemies they faced were in hundreds of millions.

Although the quantity is unequal and the disparity is huge, the quality of the two sides is completely different. The weakest of his dependents also have gold-level strength.

And an ordinary gold-level person in the world already has the power to destroy mountains and make rivers flow backwards, but such power can only barely become the minimum standard for forming an epic legion.

Because the lifeform with gold-level strength has tapped the power of its original body to the extreme, it can adapt to most of the harsh environments and terrains, and even in the void, it can rely on the power of the epic to fight for a long time.

Therefore, the weakest of the million-dependents of the gold-level army have the upper hand in the clash with the civilization of Arros, and in the eyes of Muria, they will continue to advance the battle line centered on the position he has set up.

Although the overall battle situation was dominated by his dependents, casualties continued to occur. After all, the creations created by the Aroz civilization are capable of unleashing attacks with legendary power.

For a legend, of course, such an attack can be easily dodged, and he is not worried at all, but for the gold level and soul level, it is very difficult to face such an attack.

Whether you can survive or not is no longer based on your own strength, but on luck. If you are really on the track of a legendary-level attack, unless there happens to be a legend of your own side who can free up your hand, it will basically end up cool.

In the face of the casualties of his dependents, Muria thought for a moment and chose to take action.

In ordinary exercises, there will be casualties, so there will be death indicators. And in a war, it is normal for a soldier to die.

But Muria faced a different situation, and the war he waged, although it was called war, was essentially a training exercise.

And his strength is not restrained by an equal existence, he can use his epic power unscrupulously, which is enough to change the sky and the moon, and he can control the battlefield.

In such a situation, why did Muria let his dependents be damaged, every appearance of the gold level is accompanied by the consumption of a lot of resources, which is all his money.

There will also be death indicators in the exercise venue, because even the organizers can't control everything 100 percent, because of those accidents that can't be controlled, so there will be indicators, but none of the organizers will want to use these indicators.

But Muria is different, under the shroud of epic spiritual power, everything that happens on the battlefield is under his control, and his power can reach every place where the spiritual power is shrouded, and then he can make things develop according to his wishes.

"Roar!"

The black dragon sprayed the frost dragon's breath wantonly, and the pure white dragon's breath fell on the silver-white metal, because of the extremely cold low temperature, the hard and extremely tough metal instantly turned into fragile items, and in the next moment, the strong and powerful dragon claw slapped on the metal, so the frost-stained metal turned into fragments and exploded in the sky.

The fighting style is more like that of the uneducated savage dragon, the black dragon twists its thick neck, looking for its next prey.

Because he has undergone a transformation and has his own exoskeleton armor cultivated with his own bloodline, the Black Dragon's fighting style is even wilder, as it can maximize his strengths.

Of course, this method is rejected among the dragon legions under Muria's current command, and is considered to be a foolish and barbaric way, after all, they are all elite dragons who have received one hundred and twenty years of compulsory education from the dragon clan.

When fighting, they still breathe dragon breath like savage dragons, and rely on melee combat, which simply ruins the reputation of their civilized dragons.

The dragon of the new era should fight with a more elegant attitude, relying on the dragon's innate strong spiritual power and strong mana, washing the ground with spells, calmly and calmly, and winning thousands of miles away, this is the orthodox way of fighting today.

As for spitting dragon breath, melee combat or something, it should be after the spirit is exhausted and the mana is exhausted, how can the last resort combat method be regarded as the norm.

But among the dragon legions under Muria's command, there is such a strange branch of dragons with fresh and refined minds and muscles in their heads.

They used alchemy to create their own exoskeleton armor with growth, further improving their melee fighting ability, and then researched their body transformation, no longer limited to the natural dragon body, desperately transforming themselves.

The dragon that can breathe out a variety of dragon breath is already a conservative in this dragon with strange thinking. The true radicals are no longer confined to the normal form of the dragon, which in their eyes is still imperfect when it comes to fighting.

Thus, the hydra species, which refers to the hydra of multi-headed creatures such as the hydrasaur, was born because of biological transformation. And this is just one of them, there are also wings, and the tail has become more.

Of course, there are restrictions on the radical derivative transformations of these dragons, and that is the aesthetic of their followers, the great Muria.

That's right, it's just to take into account Muria's aesthetics, so this special faction didn't toss out strange transformation dragons full of eyes or tentacles or something.

Therefore, the dragon of the biotransformation faction may be more radical in appearance, but it will definitely not be ugly, nor will it give people a disgusting feeling. Majestic, hideous, domineering or something, that's a must, there's no limit to these aspects.

Therefore, in addition to the constraints of appearance, in other aspects, these dragons really have nothing to fear.

So, just to strengthen the body, have exoskeleton armor, and have the full system of dragon breath of the conservative black dragon was searching for prey, when he saw a nine-headed dragon with six wings flapping and shining golden scales rampaging through a silver-white fleet, so he was not arrogant.

"Sao Bao Bao!"

Seeing the arrogant posture of this giant dragon of the same faction killing all directions and swallowing the battleship, it looked normal on the outside, but the black dragon, who was stronger than the same kind of dragon, muttered.

With such a special posture and the same faction, how could he not know the details of the other party.

The golden scales on the car's body were all changed from exoskeleton armor, and they were not the color of its original scales at all, this was a green, a green dragon who was not satisfied with its appearance.

Then after this green dragon entered the Dragon Academy and came into contact with the dragon body transformation faction, he disappeared on the road of transformation, and even became one of the most radical dragons.

"With this kind of ghostly appearance, even if he survives to the ancient dragon, there will never be a female dragon who will take a fancy to him. ”

The black dragon cursed in a low voice, of course he knew that this was impossible, such a powerful dragon was favored by all kinds of female dragons, how could he be disgusted because of his appearance.

You must know that dragons are the species that don't care about appearance the most, they don't even care about race, how can they care about appearance. There are not a few powerful dragons that have slammed over the swamp hydra, because a fellow who uses alchemy technology to give himself a few more heads will not be rejected at all.

Rumble!

A crimson beam of light bursting from afar, melting everything that came into contact with it, and its target was the nine-headed dragon that was fighting and eating at the same time.

The Cluster Consciousness that resides in Vader is about to go crazy at the sight of the creature that can nibble on the special metal they have created, and they think that the very existence of this creature is incredible, full of all kinds of irrationalities.

But the other dragons felt that there was nothing wrong with the Hydra's behavior, although few dragons would emulate the Hydra's behavior except for the radicals who modified the dragon's body.

He has already transformed his appearance into a giant dragon that is completely about to break away from the dragon, and his inner estimate is almost out of the scope of ordinary dragons' understanding, and such a monster will definitely not have problems such as indigestion.

Roar, roar, roar......

The nine-headed dragon, who was happily gnawing on the battleship as ham, sensed the attack against it, and under the frantic warning of the transcendent organ used for detection in its body, it disappeared in place very heartily, dodging this straight attack.

Then, just when the hydra thought that there was no need to pay attention to this attack, this crimson beam of light that exuded legendary fluctuations suddenly made a turn after touching a special device suddenly formed from diamond-shaped metal, and without any defense, enveloping his entire body, and as a result, a terrible dragon roar suddenly sounded.

"What is this?" The sudden turning attack startled the black dragon next to him, and then, he immediately reacted, and immediately flew towards the location of the dragon of the same faction's predecessor.