McNee narrowed his eyes and looked up, he felt the dragon's might, there were not many things on this continent that could really pose a threat to him, and the dragon was one of them, not to mention a red dragon, a large red dragon in the prime of life, extremely powerful and intimidating.

The red dragon swooped down and landed less than two hundred meters away from the dwarf, flicking its jagged tail and twisting its horned head around its long, sinuous neck, watching the dwarf's every move.

"Nari Andrea?" McNee recognized the dragon, he had heard the name of the other party, before the Thunderblade Clan joined the war, Tashanmu had invited the red dragon to fight for the coalition forces, but the effect was unsatisfactory, the red dragon was thick and arrogant, unwilling to give the war the right treatment and necessary respect, it had no strategic plan, nor did it obey the battle orders of the coalition forces, and did not cause much trouble to the Elsala Expeditionary Force.

Therefore, when the red dragon Andrea decided to leave, the federal side did not even try to tentatively stay.

Unexpectedly, it is now back on its own.

"I never thought the Red Dragon could have the spirit of a contract, but your actions have earned my respect." McNee said, raising his hammer and signaling to the Red Dragon, "In that case, let's fight together and take this glory together." ”

"McNee Thunderblade!" The red dragon grinned and smiled cruelly, and the words that came out of his mouth were shocking, "You're dying!" ”

"If you still have a shred of sanity left in that poor brain, order your people to lay down their arms now and surrender to the Great Burning Wing." He uttered the kind of low voice that dragons have: "Otherwise, you will be like reptiles run over by wheels, and you will be reduced to ashes at the feet of Nari Andrea!" ”

"You stupid dragon, are you crazy about gain?"

McNee said this in a confused and angry tone, if he didn't have a problem with his ears, did the Red Dragon just make it clear that he wanted to go to war with the Thunderblade Clan? He didn't understand what could have caused the dragon to turn against him in such a short period of time, well, even if it had a reason to be an enemy of the clan, McNee couldn't figure out how this guy could have jumped out and killed like a low-intelligence beast without any plan or arrangement.

Maybe this is the Red Dragon.

But not to mention a red dragon in the prime of life, even an old red dragon or even an ancient dragon, it doesn't necessarily frighten McNee, he is a warrior above the legend, the Lord of Thunder, the king of the Iron Castle, the god of the dwarves Moradin, there is no such title as "Dragon Slayer" in this series of titles, but it may soon be.

"Huh." The red dragon let out a contemptuous laugh, "You'll regret missing your chance to surrender because you have no idea what you're going to face." As he spoke, orange-orange flames erupted from the dragon's fanged mouth, and the battle resumed after a brief interlude.

The red dragon let out a dragon roar equivalent to a large-scale shock spell, rushed towards McNee, and then was undoubtedly beaten, although he had a racial advantage, he was only a three-hundred-year-old dragon, Nare's scales could block the attacks of conventional weapons, but could not resist the thunder lord's heavy axe and war hammer, causing proud pounces, bites, and tail flicks that were as sluggish as sloths in front of the god's warriors, and the battle had only been going on for a minute, and the red dragon, who claimed to be a flaming wing, had already suffered multiple wounds.

Its forelimbs were bloodied with heavy axes, one of its claws was swollen, two teeth were broken, and even a hole was torn between the two horns of its vulnerable skull—when the red dragon was biting with its mouth open and downward, McNee jumped on the head and slashed at the axe.

"Enough!"

The sweep missed again, and after being distanced by McNee, the red dragon roared angrily: "A short-lived species that can only hide and run, do you think this will work?" I'm not the same person I used to be, short-lived, feel the real power! ”

Its front paws slapped heavily on the surface, this sentence was like a spell containing magical power, as the red dragon's voice fell, the northern castle suddenly surged into a manic hurricane, and illusory blue flames ignited around it, the entire space seemed to be distorted, and the surging power erupted from the red dragon's body, and it instantly jumped more than one level.

"Stupid red dragon, don't you understand what you're doing? This is not your strength, and you will kill yourself for your recklessness. McNee said coldly.

"I've put this power to my use!" The red dragon replied angrily, and after a moment, it laughed again, "You're afraid, dwarf, I smell your fear." ”

"Thunderblade dwarves are not afraid of anything." McNee bent his knees, clenched his axe and hammer, and prepared to strike again.

"Really?" The red dragon roared: "I'll let you know the facts!" ”

They rushed towards each other at a speed beyond the reach of mortals, the red dragon became no longer sluggish, it could keep up with the speed of the Thunder Lord, even faster and stronger, the agitated psionic energy pushed its body to action with an irreversible attitude, making it almost do what it wanted, at this moment the red dragon could affect reality with its will, fabricate spells that could not have been mastered by it out of thin air, and call the elements to its use.

The taste of omnipotence was so satisfying that the Red Dragon was so enumerated with power that it plunged into a furious battle, bombarding McNee indiscriminately, unaware that its life potential was being rapidly curtailed.

Caesar is not an all-knowing and all-powerful god, there is no way to increase the strength of Nari Andrea in a short period of time without loss, the psionic seed he left behind is essentially equivalent to a converter, which can transform the red dragon's long-standing vitality into psionic energy that it does not have, the red dragon feels unparalleled power after activating the seed, in fact, it is its own vigorous and abundant vitality, but I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, Caesar did not tell Nari the principle and remind it to use it carefully.

This caused Nari to frantically consume his life force in the battle, and squandered psionic energy unscrupulously, and the long-lived red dragon would not notice anything abnormal for a while, but McNicol was scolded, and Nare, who has a rich background, may have a better psionic level than Caesar at this time, and can suppress the Thunder Lord to the point that he can't raise his head.

Nari crouched, his scales stretched all over, the muscles under the scales tense and formed like a stream of water, at this moment, the place where they were fighting had been reduced to a flaming hell, the red dragon was a fire subspecies, even if it used psionic energy, it preferred to simulate the fire attribute to attack.

The surface was burning, everything was hot, the air was filled with the smell of calcined metal, and the ashes rose and fell in the castle in the unbearable heat, as if millions of more undead were around.

"Boom!"

McNee slammed on the low fort on the inner wall, these fortifications that were really put into Elsala could withstand the bombardment of the magic cannon, and they were reinforced with more alchemy products than ordinary fortresses, but they were torn apart in an instant, and McNee reached the surface, and dense cracks appeared under him, spreading out dozens of meters away.

"Boom!"

Before he could get up, the heavy fist of psionic energy slammed into his chest, and the armor forged by Prince Atas on the Thunder Lord shattered, and all the flickering inscription symbols were extinguished, turning into ordinary metal.

The red dragon slammed into the ground, and the vast spiritual energy penetrated the surface, and the ground was so scorched that it spun and turned over, and the rubble was full of rubble, as if some terrifying creature was shuttling underground, and the huge power was transmitted along the rock to McNee's body, squeezing and deforming the dwarven body, and the twisted lava was stacked in layers, firmly enveloping McNee.

The red dragon gasped, the surge of psionic energy was a huge burden on its body, and Nari felt that he was about to lose his strength, but he still yelled stiffly, "Is that all?" Dwarves, you're a big disappointment! ”

It paused for a moment, and after making sure that its opponent was stunned and unresponsive, it stepped forward, grabbed the huge rock ball with its two front paws, and used its tail to drive away the harassing Thunderblade Dwarves, flapping its wings and struggling to rise into the sky.

It was instructed to deal with McNee, and the battle in the Northern Castle was none of its business.