The werewolf's huge paws went down a large area of man-eating flower warriors were trampled into mud, and countless man-eating flowers were kicked away with every step.

But on the other hand, the vines of the cannibal flowers can't wrap around the wolf's legs at all, and their small mouths can't even tear off a single hair on them, and the sea of cannibal flowers that is terrifying to the soldiers is as threatening as grass in the eyes of the werewolves.

Watching the huge werewolf like a mountain approaching the city wall step by step, Duke Mellon's mind was blank, and he stood there stupidly, Haixin looked at Duke Mellon's demented expression, and hurriedly went up to wake him up: "Lord Duke, quickly command the mage corps to attack with magic?"

Duke Mellon, who was woken up, suddenly came to his senses, now was not the time to be in a daze, he felt that he had no child with self-control, and he was immediately ashamed.

He has never been so chaotic in his life, he is a duke of a country, he has seen many storms and waves according to reason, and he should not be so bad, but anyone who sees such a tall and unconventional monster for the first time will be stunned, Duke Mellon is also a mortal, and he will not be an exception.

On the other hand, the people in Haixin were just surprised, but they were able to react in time, which was not what Duke Mellon thought they had self-control, or how strong they were to bear it. Actually, it's just because they've seen the same tall beings before......

Duke Mellon quickly returned to the state of commander, everyone else can mess around, but he can't, he is the backbone of all the soldiers, he must lead the soldiers to fight to the end!

I saw him use the magic transmission voice to shout again: "All the magician corps listen to the order! Legion magic! Storm Flame Dragon Wave!"

The sound of the magic transmission was like a burst of thunder that woke up all the lost waltz soldiers, and the magicians immediately carried out the order and began to chant spells.

"Storm Flame Dragon Wave" is the strongest single combination magic in their legion's magic, relying on the combination of thousands of intermediate magicians in the entire mage corps at the same time, the final magic power is almost comparable to that of the magister-level magic.

After the mage corps finished chanting the incantation, the "Storm Flame Dragon Wave" was cast, only to see countless fire snakes and wind cones emanating from the city walls and then converging in the air.

The fiery serpent rolled and merged into a fiery dragon, the wind cone roared and merged into a single fiery dragon, and then the fiery dragon and the wind dragon violently collided together and combined again, and finally merged into a giant fiery dragon three or four times larger than the original.

The red dragon was solid and imposing, exuding an astonishing heat that could melt steel, and the dragon roared and roared, baring its teeth and claws at the werewolf, and the corpses, weapons, stones, and dirt on the ground began to burn violently in its pass.

The huge werewolf saw the oncoming flame dragon, he squatted down, his powerful legs kicked the ground suddenly, and the incomparable strength made him jump high in an instant, the height of this jump was so amazing, as if jumping into the sun, the fire dragon passed through where it was just now, but unfortunately it was empty.

But the strength of this magic is that it has a higher controllability than other magic, and there is a control team in the Wizard Corps that is responsible for locking on the target and controlling the flight path, as long as they lock the target, they will chase after it, and any enemy will not be able to fly in their eyes!

I saw that the fire dragon turned and rushed towards the werewolf in the air under the control of the magicians, the werewolf had no way to change its position in the air, it could only resist hard, it crossed its hands to protect the head and chest, at this time, the fire dragon with a powerful wind element was getting faster and faster, and it roared like a meteorite falling from the sky and crashing into the werewolf.

Not only was the heat of the flaming dragon with the wind amazing, but it also had a powerful thrust, and the fire dragon made an arc in the air, smashing the werewolf all the way to Mount Emma, a few miles to the north.

The strong wind blew flames and set the pine trees on the mountain on fire, and the dry weeds and tall trees in the mountain forest quickly burned into a wildfire.

The people of St. Malo saw that the Totem Guardian Beast had been smashed so far away by powerful magic, but they didn't have much to worry about, because in their hearts, the Guardian Beast was an invincible being, and only a god could defeat it.

Their worship is blind and crazy, but it is not unfounded, because the guardian beast is indeed powerful, and everyone saw that the huge werewolf was coming out of the flames at this time, and it did not die!

Hit by the Legion's magic, its hair was burned until it curled and blackened, its arms that blocked the magic were burned to the bare hair, and the powerful impact made it feel painful all over its body.

However, it also aroused its ferocity, and it howled loudly into the sky, and then threw itself on all fours in the direction of Bolton City.

Along the way, the trees that stood in his way were uprooted by him, and it was like a high-speed armored combat vehicle running over all the way, rolling up flying sand and rocks along the way.

After a series of battles, the magicians of Bolton City have almost exhausted their magic power, and they can no longer cast large legion magic, Duke Mellon has to wait for the werewolves to get closer to let the archers attack, and when it enters the attack range, Duke Mellon gives an order, and the archers desperately shoot arrows at it.

However, the result is very sad, a small arrow is not as good as a toothpick for a giant werewolf, and the werewolf doesn't bother to hide when he sees the arrows in the sky, although there are many arrows, they can't pierce its skin at all.

The werewolf crashed into the city wall like a train off the track without a slight slowdown, and there was a bang, and all the people on the city wall fell to the ground with a shock, and the wall close to ten meters thick was actually sunken into it by it, but fortunately it was not a tofu scum project that was built at the beginning, otherwise the city wall would have been knocked down by it at once.

The giant werewolf stood up and shook its dizzy head, and then it straightened up, and everyone noticed that its huge jaw was just level with the head of the city, and it roared at the soldiers above, and its breath actually blew the soldiers to the ground and rolled!

The soldiers of Bolton City looked at this behemoth so closely that they were all frightened and weakened, and even worse, incontinence flowed all over the ground.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the waltz soldiers, Count Sid, the commander of Saint-Malo, laughed proudly: "Hahaha! Look at it! These are the waltzers who cheered with their small victory before, and now they are not frightened by our patron beasts?"

The current situation on the battlefield is all expected by Sid, and he is very satisfied with the current effect, this is the change in the tide of battle brought about by the appearance of the giant werewolf, all with the help of the totem guardian beast of their great St. Malo Kingdom!

On the other hand, on the side of the waltzers, they were indeed in despair at this time, facing such a giant werewolf, it was like facing a towering mountain, which made them breathless, which was not only a huge gap in strength, but also caused invisible pressure on their hearts.

Are the waltzers finished? They prayed for a miracle to save them from fire and water!