Walls and statues, swords and laughter, spirits and songs......

We are the people of an ancient land, the followers of flowers and fire, the followers of God and our ancestors......

We will use our flesh and blood to turn into razor-sharp spears and impregnable walls to drive away any monsters that threaten our families!

Today, we will die, but our families will live!

Fearless Yorkhan warriors, let us open our arms and embrace death and new life with the most fearless attitude!

The commander's roar, echoing between heaven and earth, brave and fearless.

Behind him, the adventurers roared loudly, and the sound was unstoppable!

"They...... Don't give a damn here! Billy blurted out, his double knives stabbed into the bluestone, his fists trembled, and he gritted his teeth: "They are true warriors, and they should die at the hands of an evenly matched enemy, not be swallowed by the dragon's breath!" ”

"That is what I said," I said in a deep voice, "but what can you do?" ”

After that, he withdrew his gaze, skimmed over everyone present, and said lightly: "What can you do?" ”

Immediately, he lowered his head, quietly looked at the big sword in his hand, and muttered, "What can I do?" ”

Yes, in the face of such a terrifying dragon's breath, I am afraid that none of you present except Taylor can make a difference.

We can only hide quietly behind the bluestone and quietly mourn for those brave warriors who are not afraid of death.

The blue light in Skassar's throat had reached a dazzling level, and in the next second, it would spit out a desperate dragon breath!

I couldn't help but hold my breath, and my heart instantly rose high.

I didn't want to see it, but my strong feelings compelled me to watch it.

Behold, this is reality, tragic reality!

In the face of reality, you are just a small ant, with no importance at all!

A sense of powerlessness suddenly crept up on my heart, and I only felt that at this moment, the whole person was spinning, shrinking, turning into ants, turning into dust, becoming insignificant, becoming insignificant, and finally, disappearing.

Just when I was about to drown in the abyss of powerlessness, suddenly, there was a loud shout, like thunder, like a landslide, which immediately shook my spirit.

When I looked up, I saw two clouds of white light, rushing towards Skazar at an incredible speed.

The two clouds of white light were like arrows piercing the clouds, bringing gusts of wind, and everywhere they went, the adventurers within a few meters of them were unsteady on their feet and fell to the ground one after another.

What a speed!

What a lot of courage!

This is...... Person?

Gazing intently, I finally saw the truth of two white lights, and in the center of them, there were two people running at great speed, these two people were not large, but their waists and limbs were extremely thick, and at first glance they looked like two lumps of flesh made of muscles!

It's just that because these two people are so fast, I can't see their silhouettes and looks at all, and I can only vaguely conclude that they are dwarves.

But no matter how fast the two of them were, it was impossible to stop the dragon's breath before it could be spit out, because at this time, the blue ball of light had already reached Skasa's jaw, and it only took a second for the dragon's breath to be sent out instantly.

Even so, the two still didn't give up, and they still ran wildly.

The blue ball of light slid slowly, and it had already fallen to the most appropriate position in the throat, as long as Skarsa inhaled slowly and squirted again, everything was fine.

At this moment, two dwarves suddenly jumped into the air, and one of them grabbed the other, and by inertia, threw him out violently.

The dwarf flew out at an even more furious speed and headed straight for Skasa's mouth, finally reaching its destination at the last moment.

I saw his arm raised high, and a war hammer that radiated a dazzling light like a small sun smashed down with an unstoppable momentum!

With a bang, the tall huge dragon head finally succumbed under the more majestic force.

The dragon's breath was extinguished a moment before it was about to erupt.

The tragedy that was about to happen was smashed into powder by this earth-shattering hammer.

"Even if you don't believe it, there really are miracles in the world," Taylor said slowly.

With that, he pulled out the stopper and poured a sip of wine unhurriedly.

A miracle struck, and the wind on the battlefield changed abruptly.

Skasa was clearly blinded by the hammer.

The huge dragon's mouth kept roaring almost moaning, and it kept shaking its head, trying to wake up from the chaos, but it couldn't do it for a while.

The dwarf who hit Monscazar with a hammer, and after his feet hit the ground, he didn't have any intention of stopping, picked up the war hammer, aimed it at Skasa's head, and beat him violently.

Suddenly, ice splinters flew on Skasa's skull, and blood splattered, although this injury did not pose a threat to its life, but the great pain and trampling on dignity made it almost crazy.

But its consciousness has not yet fully recovered, and it has no energy to deal with the lively and presumptuous 'reptile' in front of it.

A painful roar came from its throat, and with a little strength, it raised its claws and slapped them in the direction of the dwarf.

At this moment, another dwarf had already rushed to the front line, and with a blow of the war hammer in his hand, it slammed directly into the center of the giant claw, and actually stopped it.

Skasa hesitated for a moment, then raised his claws again, and continued to slap hard, but was stopped by the dwarven warhammer, so he lifted it again, and slapped again.

After a few times, it finally got a little tired, and at the same time it regained consciousness, its huge head jerked up, and then its upper half of its height was raised, and a pair of huge wings began to flapped wildly, and the power of the wind was more than twice as powerful as before.

But at this moment, not far away, a long chant echoed from the wilderness valley.

The chant is short and long, high and low, although I can't understand the meaning, but I feel that it is very rhythmic, just like rap, but it is longer than rap.

"This spell...... The orc sacrifice is here," Taylor muttered, and he put down the bottle, closed his eyes, and listened with bated breath.

Orc sacrifice?

I've only heard of the orc high priest, but what is this orc sacrifice?

Is it an adventurer?

In the midst of his doubts, a powerful magical force of intuition converged towards the source of the sound, and in just a few seconds, it condensed into a huge and formidable tornado!

The tornado whistled incessantly, and in the next second, it headed straight for Skaza.

Seeing this, Skasa, who was creating a violent wind, his eyes widened, and his huge body immediately turned to face the roaring wind, which was a frenzied flapping of his wings.

However, the wind created by the wings was nothing compared to this tornado, which was more than ten feet high, not only could not consume the tornado's magic power, but also exhausted itself.

But it was not reconciled, and did not believe that it would lose, so it roared in the sky and began to accumulate its magic power, preparing to fight the roaring tornado with dragon breath.

(End of chapter)