"Norlan has been slain by the Shadow of the Throne of the Celtic Kingdom."

The roar of the middle qi continued to spread under the blessing of energy, and it continued to be on the plain for a long time.

When Zheng Ming raised the broken long knife belonging to Nuo Lan in his hand and stood between the two armies to swear his victory, an equally fierce dragon roar came from the sky.

Zheng Ming's mind did not have the meaning of this sad sound, perhaps because Zheng Ming's cognitive knowledge could not be clearly translated, or perhaps because he himself could not understand this emotion.

All in all, the most primitive dragon roar without the slightest annotation or distortion poured into Zheng Ming's ears. Instead, it gave him the most intuitive feeling.

Immediately after the dragon roared, the earth-shattering roar sounded, and there was no expected surrender and surrender, and there was no Ming Jin to withdraw his troops. Nolan's Frost Legion launched a near-self-extinguishing attack with the most decisive attitude.

With the help of the mages of the Frost Lan Kingdom, a pair of crystal clear ice armor appeared on their bodies, and the cold air spread like a wave of their charge.

The white dragon in the sky stared at Zheng Ming even more closely, and swooped straight towards him.

However, the disparity in strength and overall strength is placed here. The army, which was like a brute bull that had lost its mind, only cared about rushing towards Zheng Ming, soon suffered heavy losses.

"The top of the heavy armor corps, the spear of the infantry regiment is ready."

"The Independent Regiment and the Mage Regiment are ready."

"Prepare troops at long distances. Shoot. ”

Under the methodical command, countless arrows, light arrows, magic attacks, and energy attacks shot out. Under the attack that obscured the sky, large swaths of the Frost Lan army fell to the ground.

The ice dragon Greyens, who came straight to Zheng Ming, was stopped by the red dragon Ralton, Britney, Cammy and others halfway.

At this time, Zheng Ming had already returned to the shield of the heavy armor corps, and was defended by the dragon and lion legion.

After leaving behind a large number of corpses on the way, the Frost Lan Legion finally met the Dragon and Lion Legion. The cold-filled Frost Lan Legion and the one-man-tall shield of the Heavy Armor Corps collided violently.

"Lancers prepare. Lifting the shield, stabbing the blow. ”

Countless sharp spear tips quickly pierced out from the gaps in the shield, piercing the Frost Lan Army that was blocking the shield. At the same time, there were also many brave generals of the Frost Lan Army who broke through the blockade of the shield and tore a huge hole in the airtight defensive formation.

Whenever this constant influx of the Frost Lan Army appears, there will be players from independent regiments, or generals of the Dragon and Lion Legion. Pick the opponent you can deal with and fight together.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, blood sprayed and severed limbs flew sideways. The white snowfield was instantly stained red with blood, and the ice melted into an ugly appearance of potholes.

In an instant, it was transformed from the human world into purgatory.

On the other side, Zheng Ming, who had retreated to the back of the formation, was recovering his tired body that had just experienced a fierce battle, while watching the chaotic battle situation with cold eyes.

It can be clearly seen that the Dragon and Lion Legion side has an absolute advantage. The advantages they possess in terms of troops, battle formations, and strong men are not something that those who are generous and righteous can shake the frost army.

"Revenge for King Lan!"

However, looking at these people who knew that they would die, but still launched suicide attacks while shouting for revenge, Zheng Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Knowing that the ending would be like this, what is the point of the challenge launched by Nuolan? He should know the temperament of his men.

Maybe it was because he had the confidence to win when he challenged him?

Or maybe he knew that after his death, these subordinates would spare their lives to avenge him, and he just wanted to find a way out for his subordinates with the mentality of maybe?

Who knows? He's dead.

"What kind of person are you to be able to make so many people willing to bury you with you?"

Zheng Ming sighed softly and shook his head. Perhaps these people's undaunted and unyielding approach is very passionate, but what is the result? In this world, there must always be people who carry the burden for the continuation of the race.

Perhaps the person who surrenders is out of cowardice, then he deserves to be spurned. But what about someone like Norlan who would rather die himself than contribute to the continuation of the legacy? If Nuo Lan didn't have the identity of a dragon knight and a king and had to die, I think he would choose to surrender between the humiliation of submission and extinction, right?

It seems that there will inevitably be a bloody storm.

Just when Zheng Ming was looking at the battlefield with emotion and thoughts, the huge energy fluctuations in the sky attracted his attention.

I saw that between the ice dragon's icy blue cold air, I could vaguely see countless translucent tentacles entangled around it, firmly fixed in place, and in a huge magic array on the horizon, a huge fire ball with a diameter of more than ten meters long like a meteorite fell from the sky and smashed towards the ice dragon.

And when the ice dragon Greyphons saw the meteorite magic thrown at him, he hurriedly launched a dragon's breath on the meteorite.

Ice-blue dragon breath with white flames burning on the surface erupted and collided with a huge fireball. A large amount of steam suddenly appeared on the surface of the meteorite. In the haze, Zheng Ming vaguely saw a graceful black shadow suddenly appear under the dragon's neck of Griffins.

Seeing a flash of cold light, Zheng Ming vaguely saw that the black shadow had gracefully rotated a few times and then disappeared without a trace. At the same time, the dragon's breath that was stalemate with the meteorite in mid-air came to an abrupt end, and the ice dragon Grefens could only let out a painful roar before being hit by the meteorite that followed.

Like a kite with a broken string, Griffens fell from mid-air and fell into the middle of a stalemate battle.

The small leaders who fought each other, the Frost Lan cavalry who rode a white wolf and were surrounded by pikemen, and the soldiers on both sides who roared and fought desperately.

In this crowded and chaotic battlefield, they had nowhere to hide, and they were turned into flesh by the black shadow that fell from the sky.

Under the huge inertia, the ground was smashed into a dragon-shaped crater, and the violent impact was accompanied by the flying of broken ice and gravel, either saving the enemy, or accidentally killing a friendly soldier, or ending the life of a soldier, or changing the life of an ordinary soldier.

At least at this moment, this accident that came suddenly like a natural disaster did not discriminate against these fragile lives, and it didn't matter whether the Dragon and Lion Army or the Frost Lan Army were.

The fall of the ice dragon Greyphons marks the end of the Frost Orchid Kingdom. Soon, the mage troops of the Frost Lan Legion were killed and wounded under the combined attack of the accompanying mage regiment and the independent regiment. This was followed by the wolf cavalry of the Frost Lan Army, followed by the infantry of the Frost Lan Army.

The war came to an end when the last of the ordinary infantry of the Frost Clan roared with all their might, but were powerless to stop the attack that stabbed them, and finally died.

The victorious dragon and lion legion raised its weapons and roared, both declaring victory and venting its emotions.

When the army retreated in formation, leaving an unrecognizable battlefield and going to count the losses and rest of the personnel, Zheng Ming came to the front of the ice dragon Greyphons with Britney and the others.

One has to admire the tenacious vitality of the Dragons. Even if there was not a single intact dragon scale, even if there was almost no blood, even if there was a huge wound on the inside of his neck that could almost see the bones, Griffins was not dead.

Noticing someone approaching, Greyphons opened his eyes despite being unable to move.

According to the other party's previous behavior of staring at him and wanting to die together, Zheng Ming originally thought that the other party would hate him very much. However, to his surprise, Zheng Ming failed to see the slightest hatred in the pair of dragon pupils. Some are just firm and unyielding.

"Why? Isn't it possible to change the contractor if he dies? If only one more is the Lord, why should we give our lives for those who have died? ”

"Hmph, are you talking about the disobedient? They can even break their own vows, and they are not worthy to call themselves Dragon. ”

Seeing that the contempt and contempt in Greyfins' eyes did not seem to be fake, Zheng Ming stroked his chin and groaned.

Was it because he was recruited and then influenced by the chivalry of this world? Or are these chivalrics the so-called dragon gods, handed down from these Dragon clans?

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming looked at Griffins, who looked pained and made a muffled sound, and said tentatively: "It seems that it is impossible to convince you to join?" ”

Ice Dragon Greyfins didn't reply again, but Zheng Ming clearly felt the other party's resolute attitude.

"Good. That's what I mean. I'm going to try to make it as painless as possible. ”

The ice dragon Greyphons closed his dragon pupils when he heard this, and he knew in his heart that today was the time for him to return to the dragon's tomb.

And Zheng Ming, who had condensed the long knife on the side, looked at Grayfins, who closed his eyes calmly, and even became a little peaceful, and couldn't help but speak again.

"I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I never believe in ......"

Hearing the first half of Zheng Ming, Griffins, who was originally going to return to his final destination, couldn't help but want to reprimand angrily, but the next words made him give up his plan.

"But I believe in the soul and the spirit. This is especially true after coming into this world. I hope that even if you die physically, your soul will be able to see Nolan again. You are insignificant and dispensable to me, so all I can do for you is to bless you. ”

The unbelieved? Never mind. He'll understand later.

The sword flashed, the flames were raging, and the blades flashed with cold light. Under Zheng Ming's full attack, Griffins died, and his body was separated.

Zheng Ming stood in place and watched silently for a long time, pressing his right hand on the blood-drenched dragon corpse.

"Devour."

In the blink of an eye, Griffins' corpse slowly dissolved in Zheng Ming's hands until it disappeared.

【Devouring Frost Dragon】

【Obtain Light Body Technique】

[Ancient Young Dragon (Warcraft) bloodline has been improved]

[Ancient Baby Dragon (Warcraft) form has been improved.] 】

[Ancient Baby Dragon (Warcraft) Form Gains Natural Growth Ability]

[Ancient Young Dragon (Warcraft) form obtains ice and wind attributes.] 】

Noticing the system's long-lost prompt sound, Zheng Ming thought for a while and then transformed into an ancient young dragon form.

With a loud dragon roar, a hideous beast with scales like black ice crystals suddenly appeared in the broken blood-colored battlefield. Feeling the dragon body full of power, and the dragon body that was seven or eight meters long, Zheng Ming nodded with satisfaction. Then he launched a light body and waved his wings after surgery.

Zheng Ming, who was still wondering why he couldn't fly, finally staggered into the sky after getting a light body.

After a brief attempt, Zheng Ming fell headlong into the ground and smashed a deep pit. In the worried eyes of everyone, Zheng Ming, who had recovered his body, jumped out of the pit and walked towards the camp first after leaving a sentence of "return to the camp".

Seeing the leader's rare childlike excited smile, everyone who remained in place looked at each other.

"Let's go. It's finally time to get out of this hellish place. ”

Amid Ainzfil's complaints, the crowd rushed to the camp.

(End of chapter)