"Kraken's Fang" Hundinsbana glanced contemptuously at the frost-covered turret beneath his feet, spread his dragon wings and flew into the air, pounced on another turret not far away that was spewing tongues of fire. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just as he began to dive, intending to destroy the barrel again, a tall, stout red-haired young man jumped out of nowhere, carrying a giant sword of exaggerated size, standing on the turret, looking up at the dragon descending from the sky.

"Even ants dare to stop me? Act recklessly! Hundin Bana was furious, and slapped the red-haired young man with a volley.

Swish! Viglaf suddenly swung his iron greatsword into the sky, the blade slashed at the dragon scales and burst out of blood, and the dragon could not withstand the powerful impact and flew backwards.

Shocked and furious, Hundin Spana rolled over in the air and spread his wings, and landed on his feet with a loud bang, and the ground trembled slightly. The bloody wound on his right arm forced him to put away his contempt mentality, and looked at the red-haired young man opposite with a vicious look, only to realize that the other party exuded a familiar aura, although it was very weak, it was the real red dragon blood.

"Half-bloods, dare to hurt me!" The white dragon roared furiously, and the ferocious momentum unique to the true dragon clan was raging like a typhoon, trying to subdue the dragon vein youth on the opposite side.

Fearless in the face of this substantial dragon might, Viglaf responded with a breath of flaming dragon breath.

"Huh? This is ......" Hundin Spana's face changed slightly, and he let the rolling flames crash on him, and the ice crystal dragon scales released a circle of magical aura as he was burned by the dragon's breath, absorbing all the damage caused by the flames.

Hundinsbana is an adult white dragon, but unlike his simple-minded, instinctive-fighting counterparts, Hundinsbana has fully realized his potential under the guidance of the Kraken, with an additional 6 warlock levels, and his understanding and use of arcane arts is not inferior to that of human spellcasters of the same level.

Most true dragons have specific attributes, and while they are proficient in a certain type of attribute attack, they will also be restrained by the corresponding attribute attack. For example, the red dragon is good at breathing fire and is immune to fire damage, but ice magic will cause double damage to it, and the white dragon is good at spitting cold air and immune to cold attacks, but it is extremely vulnerable in the face of fire.

Hundin Spana was well aware of his weaknesses, and before he went into battle, he blessed himself with the 3-ring arcane "Protective Fire Damage" in advance. Vigraf's breathing of flames in a human stance did startle him, but it wasn't enough to break through his fireproof barrier.

"Hehe, red-haired mongrel, you're still a little too tender, come and taste my dragon breath too!" Hundin Bana sneered as he sneered in the flames, inhaling deeply, his abdomen bulging suddenly, and a supernatural cold tumbling deep in his throat.

Viglaf knew what the dragon was going to do next, and he slammed his feet into the turret and leaped backwards, trying to avoid the dragon's breath at a distance from Hundin Spanara, but his body was still retreating in the air, and a slender stream of extremely cold air was already tracking.

Spit molding, ice dragon's breath!

Just as the caster can use the Hyper Technique to enhance spells, the Experienced Dragon can also use the Ultra Spit technique to change the pattern of the Dragon's Breath. Viglaf thought that the other party was spewing out the usual cone-shaped cold current, and he would not be hurt if he withdrew fifty feet away, but unexpectedly, the evil dragon actually gathered the supernatural cold qi and sprayed it out in a line, like a hundred-foot white rainbow across the sky, and slammed into his chest, freezing and flying out and crashing into the fort.

"Half-blood bastard, it's time for you to die!" Hundin Spana swooped down with a wild laugh, and the dragon's claws grabbed Viglaf's chest, trying to tear the dragon-veined youth's chest and pull out his hot heart and swallow it in one gulp. For a white dragon, challenging the most powerful and irascible red dragon of the five-colored dragons is almost like seeking death, but the dragon creature is not a real dragon after all, and if he has the opportunity to taste the red dragon's blood, it will bring great satisfaction to his vanity.

"Not necessarily!" Vigraf stood up with support, put aside his greatsword and turned on the "rage", the muscles around his body suddenly swelled and deformed, and the "wild leather armor" changed in size with it, merging into the red, scaly skin, and in an instant, it changed from a human to a real red dragon!

"How is this possible......" Hundin Spana's eyes widened in astonishment. The dragon vein is the dragon vein, and the real dragon is the real dragon, although the two have a little connection in blood, there is a huge gap in the life form, just like coal is to diamonds.

Is this kid using "transformation" to bluff me? Hundinsbana subconsciously thought of a possibility. Dragon-blooded creatures can indeed use the "Transformation Technique" to take on the form of a true dragon, but it is only in its own form, and its combat power is far from being comparable to that of a real dragon, nor does it have the supernatural power of a true dragon.

"Little one, if you think that this little bluff trick can scare me, you are too naïve!" Hundin Spana snorted coldly, and the volley probe claw grabbed the heart of the "imposter".

"You're the one who is really naïve, dragon!" Vigraf roared in pure dragon language, raising its claws covered in fiery scales to block Hundin Spana's claws, and swung his left claw firmly into its face, "You don't know anything about my power! ”

Vigraf has a strength attribute of 26 in human form, and after the rage, he transforms into a red dragon, and his strength has skyrocketed to 40, such a power is no longer "comparable" to a real dragon or not, and the thousand-year-old dragon is nothing more than that, and it is purely humiliating for Hundin Spana to wrestle with him.

The Kraken tooth was knocked out of his front teeth by the resounding slap, and before he could come to his senses, Vigraf picked up his thick tail to make up for the blow. Hundinsbana felt like he had been bombarded by a cannon, his ears were blackened, and he tumbled all the way down to the ground, slamming into the beach and smashing into a deep pit.

"What the!" Hundin Bana struggled out of the sand pit, spitting out a mouthful of bruises mixed with broken teeth, staring up at the red dragon hovering in the air, waving his claws and making a swift spell gesture. It doesn't matter if the strength is crushed by the half-blood monster, it doesn't matter if he is beaten violently, as an elegant dragon warlock, it is not a shame to suffer a small loss in the contest of brute force, and he is confident that he can change the passive situation with his spellcasting ability.

A beam of lightning blasted into the sky, knocking Viglaf back as he was about to pounce down.

"Hmph, even if you're a real red dragon, arcane is the key to victory."

When he can crush his opponent with dragon talent, Hundin Spana is happy to show his noble bloodline, and when the dragon's power cannot defeat the opponent, he will also adjust his mentality to consider himself a warlock, and the combat experience accumulated over the years has made him believe that he can always find a comparative advantage: the spells that can be fought better than mine are not as good as mine; Those who are more skilled than me are not as good as I can fight!

"Huh? This is ......" Hendin Spana suddenly stopped casting, as if sensing something, and immediately scolded: "Holuz, you idiot, you can't even handle a little thing, you are embarrassed to ask for help, I am really ashamed of you!" ”