"Huh?"

Lin Zhigang wanted to curse the disappearance of the distance from the frontier fortress to the balloon king's capital, but suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up at the sky in the distance.

There, a faint coercion was approaching little by little.

Thump!

On the other side of the frontier fortress, the top-tier balloon man Bertrel slammed open the wooden door and rushed to the edge of the wall outside the fortress with an eager expression.

He stared blankly at the distance of the battlefield, the large iron chain on his chest trembling slightly.

Some powerful creatures are approaching here at a rapid pace!

"Everyone, withdraw for me, hurry up!!"

Without bothering to attract the attention of the dreaded undead, Bertrell snarled at the balloonists beneath the fortress's walls.

The energy contained in the roar of a top-level balloon man is undoubtedly very huge, and the battlefield below is now in a state of "joy", and people's attention is relatively distracted, so they are immediately attracted by the huge sound.

"The man is...... Lord Bertrel!"

The balloon man who was closer immediately recognized Bertrell on the city wall.

After all, they were well-trained warriors, and all the balloonists who heard the order immediately stopped chatting with the Terrans, encouraged the only remaining scaling force on their bodies, and evacuated in the direction of the frontier fortress after becoming larger.

On the Terran camp, there were also top-level knights who signaled everyone to evacuate the battlefield.

The two groups of men went in opposite directions and began a massive retreat.

However......

"Hahaha! It's really good luck, it's rare to come out and encounter so many rations at once!"

In the sky above the battlefield, a huge shadow with a body length of more than thirty meters tore through the clouds, and the black wings stretched out to both sides, and the wings were imprinted with circles of cyan patterns.

The white clouds dissipated under its wings, the dazzling rays of the sun lost their luster under its body, the muscles were immensely strong, the turquoise magic flowed, the thick and powerful tail flicked in midair, the two forelimbs were thick and powerful, and the claws on it were even sharper.

On its huge head, the serpentine vertical pupils on both sides were shrewd and fierce, the mouth was full of fangs, and a huge horn on the top of the head grew back, which looked very powerful.

"Black, black, black...... Black dragons, black dragons!!"

Among the retreating warriors, someone recognized the creature that suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a frightened spirit fell to the ground with a thud.

"Dragons?!, or is it still an evil black dragon with an incomparably murderous nature!! "A gigantic balloon man just glanced up at the dragon in the sky, and the scaling force of his body became extremely disordered in extreme terror.

With a thud, the balloon man, which had changed back to its original size, fell headlong to the ground.

The retreating army, whether Terran or Balloonman, was restless by the dragon that appeared in the sky, and the entire retreating team was in a mess.

Unlike the cursed aura emitted by Lin Zhi, the oppression given to them by the dragon clan came from the bloodline suppression of medium creatures by higher beings.

Just like the little rabbit when facing the tiger, this is something that is inherently imprinted in their subconscious.

"Dragon, Dragon......"

Norosa subconsciously took a step back, clutching the silver sword in one hand.

Her mental qualities are stronger than those of most warriors on the battlefield, and although she is naturally terrified of the sudden appearance of dragons, she has not yet reached the point of losing her square inch.

Lin Zhi raised his head slightly, looking at the black evil dragon in the sky.

There is very little information about the dragons in my memory, only that they are advanced races that use magic, and their lifespans are tens of thousands.

Another point is that the dragon clan is the undisputed strongest race above the other nine races!

"Is this a dragon, why are you afraid of being like this?" Lin Zhi walked up to Nolusha and asked aloud.

It is not difficult to see from the fear expressed by those mid-level and even high-level warriors on the battlefield below that the dragons seem to be creatures more terrifying than nightmares in the eyes of the Terrans and balloon people.

Dada?

The little bones followed behind Lin Zhi, poking out their little heads from time to time, staring blankly at the dragon in the sky.

From the moment it followed the rake to the frontier fortress, it had vaguely felt a little hungry, and now when it saw such a huge creature, it couldn't help but crave its bones.

"What a big worm, it looks good on the outside, and the bones should be easy to gnaw on, right?" thought to the little one.

The fear in Nolusha's heart was increasing little by little, but despite this, she still mustered up the courage and answered Lin Zhi's question in an intermittent tone: "Then, that's a dragon! Maybe, maybe you don't feel it when you're powerful, but ...... But like us, there is no ...... at all Fundamental ......"

"Curse, fearless. ”

"But those like us who are not strong enough have no way to raise the courage to face that kind of creature, they are the oldest beings on all continents, and a roar of magic can destroy an island!"

Nolusha said everything that came to mind in one breath, and after she finished speaking, even she was startled: "Ah, am I crazy, why do I suddenly have the urge to rush forward with a sword to challenge the evil dragon?!"

The faint blue flame in Lin Zhi's eyes swayed for a moment, and asked, "In that case, then how can you still have your own race territory, logically speaking, shouldn't you have been dominated by the dragon clan earlier?"

Norusha hurriedly pressed the half-drawn thin sword back into the scabbard, thought about the information about the dragon clan, and replied: "That's because the mother of the dragon clan once issued a mantra, and without the reason approved by the mantra screening, no dragon clan is allowed to leave the dragon continent, otherwise it will be regarded as a defector of the dragon clan, and all dragons are obliged to hunt it down and strangle it." ”

"That's right. ”

Lin Zhi raised his head and looked at the western dragon that was slowly flapping its wings.

High in the air, the dragon Camipas lowered his head and looked down at the ground.

Seeing the two races that had become panicked by their arrival, a murderous smile appeared on the ugly dragon's face.

It vibrates its wings and rushes straight to the ground.

There was a loud "boom", and Camipas stood up in the billowing smoke.

Under its thick feet, a red liquid flowed out little by little, staining the ground red.

That's the blood of the Terrans and Balloon People who didn't have time to escape!