A majestic dragon swept across the battlefield, and a red, two, and green three-headed dragon, all 25 meters away, swept out of the tunnel.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty is here!"

The Red Dragon Clan let out a shout of surprise.

Izawa's old trick was repeated, and he was covered in scorching flames, and the aura of burning embers unfolded unscrupulously.

The flames illuminated the darkness, and he became a dragon-shaped sun, reflexively attracting countless gazes, and...... Screaming!

The drow elves covered their eyes, and the demoralized Red Dragons bit off their necks as the enemy wandered.

The Drow mages hidden in the dark enchantment reacted extremely quickly, chanting a spell, and then in less than a breath, countless brilliant magical spiritual lights blasted towards the fireball in midair.

Izawa glanced at it faintly, just a moment, all the spell information unfolded in front of his eyes, and his dark red vertical pupils showed a mocking sneer.

Acid Splash, Freezing Ray, Hypnotism, Magic Missile, Acid Arrow, Flame Orb, Flame Blast, Corrosive Smoke, Fireball, Lightning Chain, Thundering Spear, Finger of Pain, Chain Lightning, Flame Spider, ......

Dozens of spells ranging from 0 ring tricks to five or six rings, including eight magic factions, everything.

"I like to play spells so much, so I'll give it all back to you, my dragon likes others to play magic with me the most."

"But before that, we have to step it up."

"Spell Cast, Ascend Ring Cast, Elemental Vitality, Precision Cast, Instant Spell, Burst Cast ......"

Izawa muttered softly about his various specialties, and with his thoughts, the magic contained in his huge body suddenly became fanatical at this time, and the elemental magic was surging, and even made a crashing sound like a storm crashing on the shore.

Almost identical spells form instantaneously around the red dragon, and they become bigger, thicker, harder, and longer under multiple supermagic specialties.

"Go!"

Facing dozens or hundreds of mages from the Drow Elves, Ize said lazily.

The brilliant magical aura tore through the air, and the scene almost formed a one-sided crushing posture.

The spell's counter-bombardment unleashes a furious elemental chaos blast, a magical roar of the origin of heaven and earth.

A continuous earth-shattering roar exploded in the dark barrier, and the incomparably powerful mana bloomed at the same time, tearing the viscous darkness apart.

The majestic energy made the hard stalagmites in this huge cave turn into powder in an instant, and the flying five-colored spiritual light obscured everything, and the roar in the ears overshadowed the shouts and killings on the battlefield.

The cave was shaking, and the stalactites like sharp swords broke one after another, falling from the dome hundreds of meters high, and falling to the ground and smashing to pieces.

By the time the chaotic magical energy finally subsided, all that was left of the drow elf's mage camp was a mess of stump flesh.

It was only now that this red dragon, with an unusually powerful magical talent, had finally shown his extraordinary strength.

The two green dragons were stunned on the side, and they used multiple spells to instantly cast hundreds of spells covering the eight series, which can no longer be called powerful, it can only be said to be perverted, right?

The two green dragons and the high-ranking priest who was secretly observing had only one question in their hearts at this time: how did this thing do it? Even a legendary-level mage could not have such an amazing operation.

Of course, Izawa is a hanger and has nothing to say.

Without the spell suppression of the Drow mage, the Red Dragon Legion's counterattack was naturally even more unstoppable.

Drow warriors can't stop the claws and teeth of brutal monsters, and their assassination skills are useless on large battlefields.

The fanatical monsters shouted the slogan "King of the Southern Frontier" one by one, tearing and biting the bodies of the drow elves.

"You two go and help the Red Dragon Legion win this war, forget about the Green Dragon's breath, once that thing spreads, even the Red Dragon Clan can't stand it." Izawa said.

Then he glanced at the silly black dragon who led the air clan to fight to kill the enemy, and then turned his head to look at the stinky bitch hiding in the heavy protection!

Hey, found you.

Izawa let out a low roar, and the dragon's wings spread and swept low over the heads of the warring sides, causing a strong wind pressure that swayed the weakened Drow Elves.

Garlanord looked at the red dragon that was rushing straight towards her, his face was bloodless with fright, obviously the road was blocked, why did this guy come so fast?

The wound that had battered it that day had healed, the powerful curse had been removed, and the red dragon's chest had grown back into thick scales that seemed to be iron.

There is no doubt that this red dragon is stronger than that day.

"Stop it, stop it, don't let it come!"

Garlanor yelled in horror.

The Drow warrior raised his shield in front of him, and the arrows rained down overwhelmingly, but even the arrows made of pure gold could not leave a single white spot on his tough dragon scales, and they were easily bounced off.

Then, in return to the Drow warriors, a firestorm was unbelievably strong!

In the face of a powerful red dragon with a body length of almost thirty meters, the defense of the Drow Elf was like papier-mâché!

The furious flames swept out, and one by one the drow elves were ignited in the scorching heat, like humanoid torches.

The dragon slammed through, and Garlanod unleashed a highly defended dark barrier in front of him.

But it's useless, the power of the red dragon can be said to be the best in the world, even the golden dragon is slightly inferior in strength, not to mention Izawa, a pervert who tempers his body with small magic!

His dragon claws shimmered with a deep black light, and the blade that could tear everything apart easily tore open the dark barrier, and then grabbed the panicked dark elves behind him.

In the moment of life and death, Garlanor calmed down.

The spider scepter stomped to the ground, and a blinding silver star bloomed from her pale blue eyes!

Soul blast!

Garranor drained the last drop of psychic energy from his mind, without a prelude, silently, and at a thought, an incomparably powerful shockwave swept across.

Izawa didn't expect that Priest Drow would have such a killer weapon, even with his high intelligence, his mind was blank for a moment, but his body still rushed forward.

Garlanod took the opportunity to recite the incantation, and the sharp dragon claws slapped against her body, but passed through it.

Divine Technique: Vaporization Form!

She quickly floated in the direction of the other Drow priests, but before she could float five meters, she stumbled into an enchantment.

The fire reflected in Garanord's back, and the red dragon's consciousness was in a trance for only a second, and he came to his senses.

Looking at the icy white mist, flames flickered in the dark red dragon's eyes.

The defensive barrier shrank as he maneuvered, eventually becoming a tight sphere.

The white mist gradually solidified into Garlanord's original form, and she was trapped inside.

Izawa grabbed the "Poké Ball" with his dragon claws, and his hideous dragon face leaned in, and he looked at the damn slut and grinned.

"Hey, finally got you, stinking bitch."

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