The battle continues to escalate.

Due to the presence of Skasa, the Yorkhan army temporarily abandoned the suppression of us, concentrated its firepower, and attacked the greater threat.

Scassa, who was wounded in the abdomen and back, was not so easy to mess with, and with a roar, suddenly the man stood up, his forelimbs raised above his head, and his mouth let out a deafening roar.

Then, it fell heavily, and where it landed on both feet, it smashed into several deep pits of various sizes.

A tremor like an earthquake spread from the center of Skassar, instantly shaking the enemy within a few meters to the ground, and the few guys who were climbing on its back were also shaken and fell to the ground.

Skassa's angry eyes stared at the tiny human who had fallen to the ground, and it raised its claws again and slapped them fiercely, and several adventurers who had been smashed to pieces and had not yet recovered lost the chance to get up again forever.

They were slapped into patties.

Even so, Skasa's anger was still unquenchable, and the claws he slapped did not lift, but continued to crush them fiercely, the same action as when we usually crush cockroaches with the soles of our shoes.

There was an unpleasant sound of a hard object being crushed, and Skarsa slowly raised its huge claw, its eyes squinting, staring carefully at the place where it had just been crushed.

It was a pit of dirt that had been crushed, and in the pit there were a few people who were wriggling like loaches, and they were the same people who had climbed on Skaza's back and inflicted substantial damage on him.

It is amazing that the first group to hurt Skasa survived after being relentlessly crushed.

It's just that even if they lived, they were seriously injured and lost the ability to continue fighting.

Skarsa didn't care if they were still capable of fighting, it only wanted revenge, so the big claw twisted down again, this time stronger and more fierce.

After a tingling sound at the root of his teeth, Skasa, who raised his paw again to observe, finally nodded in satisfaction.

In the deeper pit, the ground had been compacted, and several corpses, which had completely lost their human form like rags, were firmly glued to the ground.

It was a tragic scene, so tragic that it completely angered every adventurer in York's army in Han.

Everyone once again concentrated their firepower and launched a sustained attack on Skasa in an even more violent manner.

Billy, who was hiding behind bluestone and watching the battle, saw this scene and couldn't help asking, "Does this guy only shoot with his claws?" ”

Taylor put down the wine bottle, burped, and said slowly: "The dragon's attack method is not only to slap with its claws, but I don't know if this guy who has mutated from a human into a dragon can understand other attack methods." ”

As soon as I heard this, I became interested and asked, "Old man, what are the attack methods of dragons that you know?" ”

"Three kinds," Taylor said leisurely, "one is to slap, one is to create a strong wind, and one is to breathe." ”

"Slap me and make the wind...... Is it made with magic? I wondered.

"No," Taylor said, "it's the flapping of wings that creates a strong wind." ”

"How lethal is the wind created by flapping wings?" I asked, "Or is it just to blow the enemy away?" ”

The old man smiled and said, "You are too naïve to think, when the dragon flapps its wings, it creates not an ordinary wind, but a whirlwind as sharp as a knife, once it is involved, even if it is not divided into several sections, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not take off a layer of skin." ”

I was thrilled and sighed, "That's amazing! ”

Taylor pondered for a second, then added, "I'm not right, different types of dragons create different types of winds. ”

"I'll go, old man, and you've seen more than one dragon you've met?"

Taylor frowned and said, "Did I say I only met one dragon?" ”

"How many dragons have you encountered?" Intrigued, I couldn't help but ask.

Taylor pondered for a few seconds and said slowly, "There are three battles in total, and two have been won. ”

"What about the other one?" I asked again, "Did you lose?" ”

"Hmm" The old man nodded and said in a deep voice: "I lost, and I lost very badly, and I almost didn't come back." ”

I don't know how strong Taylor's combat strength is, but I've seen the strength of his magic barrier, and even the combination of magic can be taken lightly, and even so, his old man even said that he almost didn't come back...... Is that dragon too strong? Or was the old man's strength weak at the beginning?

Thinking of this, I asked him, "At what age did you fight the dragon that defeated you?" ”

Taylor winked at me, shook his head and smiled, "You kid, are you beating around the bush and asking me what my strength was at that time?" ”

As soon as I saw that the purpose was debunked, I smiled awkwardly.

Taylor said: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, although my strength at that time was not as good as at the peak, but it was barely among the best." ”

"I see," I nodded, "If you fight that dragon in your peak state, even if you can't win, at least you won't lose." ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "How did you come from this?" ”

"Analytical," I said, "I think your current magic barrier is easy to take on the combination of magic, if someone drags in front, you can accumulate magic power in the back, chant a stronger magic barrier, that dragon will definitely have no problem with you!" ”

"Full of nonsense," the old man said angrily, "How do you know that my original magic barrier was not as strong as it is now?" You have never seen a really powerful combination of magic to say such a short-sighted thing, and you must remember in the future, you must not believe nonsense, let alone say whatever comes to mind without thinking. ”

"Oh...... It was my mistake, old man," I said lowly.

Taylor made an understatement 'um', took a sip of wine, was silent for a few minutes, and then spoke: "The strength of that dragon is far beyond the cognition of ordinary people, and the strength of the country that teamed up with me to defeat it back then was the ...... of the country's strength."

"National power!" Several of us exclaimed in unison.

The old man paused, sighed deeply, and said, "It's a pity, if that person can survive by luck, he must be the strongest man second to none now." ”

"The power of the state actually died in it?!" I couldn't believe it.

I know the horror of the power of the state!

The strong and domineering Achilles, just by looking at each other, you can feel the iron whiskers of the oppressive feeling like a flood wave.

Both of them, with absolutely strong strength, are undoubtedly strong!

It was such an existence that died under the attack of that dragon.

"Old man," I asked, frowning, "Did you hurt that dragon before you fled?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "I'm injured, and a lot of blood has been shed, but for the dragon, it's insignificant at all." ”

"Do you know the name of the dragon?" I asked.

"Hmm," the old man nodded, "It did say its name, Bakar." ”

(End of chapter)