Chapter 357: The Dust Has Settled

There are a total of thirteen countries in the world of the "Dragon Country", and the strength of each other is almost the same, which is mainly reflected in the number of half-dragons.

The number of half-dragon warriors in the Norman Principality is close to 3,000, and the number of half-dragon warriors in the Bria Empire is relatively large, but it is only in the early 3,000s, of which about one-third are stationed in the royal city, and the rest are distributed throughout the empire to perform the duty of garrisoning.

And Lin Ze's target is these half-dragon warriors scattered in towns and cities throughout the empire.

In the next half month, he took Lin and the White Dragon to wreak havoc in the Bria Empire, killing all the local half-dragon warriors in every town.

And this move really hit Bria's weakness, after Lin Ze 'visited' seven or eight towns in succession and slaughtered more than five hundred half-dragon warriors, Bria finally couldn't sit still, and left the royal city with the other dragons in a hurry, and went out to hunt down Lin Ze.

However, this time, it turned out that Lin Ze didn't want to fight them head-on, so he simply led their noses and shook them around.

Because there is no specific rule when Lin Ze chooses the target, Bria has no way to predict which city he will go to, so he can only passively pursue, often waiting for Lin Ze to clean up a town and Shi Shiran leaves, the Bria side who received the news is late, looking at the corpses of the half-dragon people all over the ground and roaring in vain.

As for scattering the men in pursuit, it was even more impossible, if the dragons really did this, Lin Ze would be very happy, and then break them one by one.

As a result, half a month later, the half-dragon army in the Bria Empire was seven or eight out of ten except for the royal city, and the half-dragon people under the command of Bria were directly halved, which can be called a heavy loss.

And as the number of targets to choose from decreased, the dragons of Bria finally no longer had to be led by Lin Ze, and it didn't take long for Lin Ze to block Lin Ze outside a town.

In contrast to the white dragon, Bria was a black dragon, delicately carved from obsidian, with an indescribable majesty and majesty, only by this time its face was filled with raging rage, and its eyes flashed with palpitating killing intent.

Feeling the aura that emanated from Bria's body, which could break through the quasi-saint-level level, Lin Ze couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart, fortunately, he first cleared out more than half of Bria's half-dragon dependents, weakening part of its strength, otherwise Bria in his heyday was afraid that he was only one line away from the saint-level, coupled with his amazing healing ability, even if he was on top, it would be difficult to please.

The two sides can now be said to be in an endless relationship, so as soon as they met, they rushed directly to each other without saying a word, and a fierce fight broke out in the blink of an eye.

Bria directly found Lin Ze, and the rest of the dragons killed the white dragon and Lin, and the wind howled in the sky above the town in an instant, so frightened that the civilians below took refuge like flies.

As soon as the battle began, Lin Ze directly turned into a golden flame dragon and attacked Bria without reservation, and the latter finally realized Lin Ze's suicidal style of play that made all the dragons anxious and extremely tricky.

The body of the Yanlong is completely composed of energy, and it has no vital weaknesses in the usual sense, even if it blows its head, as long as the energy is sufficient, it can still heal quickly, and to some extent, it is even more buggy than the rapid recovery ability brought by the god Inkahu, which makes Bria as an opponent miserable.

As time passed, the battle gradually became white-hot, the stagnant killing intent and violent energy filled almost every inch of space around Lin Ze and Bria, one person and one dragon had completely abandoned the fight, and turned to close combat into a ball, claws cracked, gnawed, dragon breath at close range spit, and even the head hammer was used, and the blood mist from the high temperature almost completely submerged the two giant dragons.

Compared to Bria, who was covered in bruises and looked miserable, the Yan Dragon that Lin Ze incarnated into was relatively intact, but his energy was being violently consumed every moment because of the repair of his injuries, and it was foreseeable that he would face the dilemma of running out after a few more minutes at most.

But Bria couldn't see this, seeing that no matter what kind of injuries he inflicted on his opponent, the opponent could recover in an instant, but on the other hand, the speed of his wound healing could not keep up with the speed of injury, his body gradually became heavy, and the pain was unbearable, and a trace of fear and retreat suddenly arose in his heart.

When the brave meets on a narrow road, the opponent with a similar difference in strength, which side retreats first usually means defeat.

Lin Ze was keenly aware of the changes in Bria, decisively increased his attack, and immediately rushed forward against the dragon's breath, grabbed Bria's body, flapped his wings, and smashed straight down with it like a star falling moon, slamming into the hard ground, and smashing a huge crater with a bang.

The dust was lifted and then blown away in a howling wind.

When he looked around, he saw that in the center of the pit, Lin Ze had already grabbed Bria's right wing, and pulled it violently, and in an instant, he heard a snort, and Bria's entire right wing broke off from the root of his wing, splashing a large amount of blood.

Roar!

Bria let out a terrible howl from his mouth, and his strength increased greatly under the severe pain, and he suddenly lifted Lin Ze's suppression, and immediately staggered to his feet, and wanted to flee in a panic, but unfortunately the only remaining wing could not support the huge body to rise into the air, but his body stumbled and fell to the ground again.

By this time, the outcome of the battle was already clear, and it was not long before Lin Ze's claws tore open Bria's chest, crushing his heart, and ending the life of the strongest dragon man.

The rest of the dragon clan has been secretly paying attention to the battle between Lin Ze and Bria, not only to prevent Lin Ze's sneak attack so as not to repeat the mistakes of the past, but also because the victory or defeat of the two has a crucial impact on the overall battle situation.

Therefore, the moment Bria died, the dragons changed color in unison, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

In the next second, they roared in unison, and with a look of grief and despair, they killed their opponents again, and the intensity of the attack increased instead of decreasing.

Things have developed to this point, they have no way to retreat, even if they escape, they will be found and killed by the enemy later, it is better to take advantage of this time to fight hard, there is still a slight possibility of a reversal.

However, the reason why a miracle is a miracle is because the probability of its occurrence is almost zero, God did not favor the dragons, and four or five minutes later, the blue dragon was the first to be torn off by Lin Ze's neck, and his head died in a different place, followed by the second and third heads...... By the time the sky was gradually dyed with a layer of yellow, and the sun was about to set, there was no longer a living dragon in the sky except for the white dragon.