"Give it to me, beat me up all those lizards!" With a swing of the giant axe in his hand, Karg was eager to chop off all the red dragons above his head.

"Dabu (Yes!) ）”

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

With the creaking sound of the crumbling, the thick crossbow strings made of earth dragon tendons mixed with animal oil and horse tails were opened by eight strong orcs using huge winches.

Thick crossbow arrows were placed on bed crossbows, and the huge three-edged arrowheads and iron feathers all showed that this was an extremely powerful weapon.

Nicknamed the "Guillotine", the siege crossbow has been recorded as breaking the head of heavily armed heavy cavalry at 1,500 feet.

Now let them shoot the [Red Dragon Legion] that is starting to dive close to the ground, so that these siege ballistas will do as much damage to the dragons as the dragon hunting crossbows that have been specially developed to slay dragons.

"Boom!" A strong orc with arm muscles comparable to the waist of an ordinary human stood up, swinging his mallet and slamming it against the crossbow.

"Boom!" The crossbow strings suddenly sent out a reverberation that tickled people's eardrums, and a black arrow pierced straight into the red dragon that swooped in the air.

"Whew!" Rao is the red dragon pounced on its wings at the last moment and pulled itself up, but the huge crossbow arrow of the three-edged blade arrow still ploughed a huge wound on its side, the dragon's blood swayed, and the dragon wailed!

Seeing this, the rest of the dragons hurriedly dodged far away, this crossbow arrow can actually ignore the defense of the dragon scales, it is definitely not ordinary!

"Roar! Roar! ”

"Lok'tar! ）”

The Stone Hammer Clan, which had been in chaos due to the sudden blow of the Red Dragon Legion, erupted in loud cheers.

Even the earth dragon, who was originally a little afraid of the red dragon because of the bloodline, also opened his mouth and roared at the red dragon who was a little embarrassed.

Watching the warriors who had survived the chaos and been reorganized to defend against the clan, Cag finally smiled.

"That's what you rely on?" Valastaz, who had been hovering in the air without attacking, did not look worried at all, and looked at the Stone Hammer clan that formed a defensive front below with a mocking look.

Valastaz flapped the dragon's wings slightly. After a slight turn, the body should dive downward.

"My lord! Why don't you let me go to the impact first? Harrin was a little worried, since the crossbow arrow could ignore the dragon scale defense of the young red dragon, it would inevitably pose a threat to an old dragon like Valastaz.

"It's not a big deal, it's just an arrow mixed with some demon-breaking metal, don't worry!" Valastaz comforted Harryn like this.

This Stone Hammer Clan is worthy of being a royal tribe that has appeared in the Orc King, and even has the demon-breaking metal of Gunethriel.

However, Valastaz also saw a few of the special three-edged crossbow arrows, which was also in line with the identity of the broken royal family of the Stone Hammer Clan.

If there were no more than double-digit special demon-breaking crossbow arrows fired at him at different angles at the same time, then they would not want to hurt themselves, let alone give them a chance to attack?

"Hide!"

Sure enough, when the huge black shadow swooped downward, no matter how hoarse and desperate Kag shouted, the stone hammer warrior who was suppressed by the huge dragon power could only barely use his trembling limbs to support the ground so as not to be pressed to the ground, let alone dodge the range of the attack.

"Die!"

Karg soared into the air, wielding his battle axe and slashing head-on at the swooping dragon.

"Poof!"

The tremendous acceleration gave Valastaz even more terrifying power, and Karg was like a vole that jumped up in front of the galloping wild horses, and was mercilessly knocked into the air.

"Boom!!"

Valastaz's massive body was like a terrifying mountain of flesh, he didn't need to spit dragon breath, tear dragon claws, or sweep dragon tails, just so simply fell, the ballista position that almost caused a red dragon to fall just now became a huge pit mixed with flesh and broken wood.

In the ruins, Kag stood up with a battle axe in his right hand, and even if the impact just now was as strong as legendary, he had broken all his ribs, and if it weren't for the fact that all his ribs had formed a monolithic plate similar to plate armor, the broken ribs could have caused fatal damage to his internal organs.

Fortunately, he is already a legend, and his physique has become extraordinary, and he can only spend some more time to repair these small injuries of broken bones.

The ruins of "You ......" are slightly higher than the pit, and with his tall stature, he can see this tragic picture just by standing.

But before Kag could say anything, a gust of wind struck, and the huge wing that came in front of him at some point had covered all his sight and smashed it all over the world.

"Hey, Your Excellency Valastaz, are you bullying your juniors too much?" The white-haired Prophet appeared on the battlefield for the first time.

Just now, he used the [Ancestral Protection] to help Karg dodge the old dragon's [Dragon Wing Attack].

"Sure enough, it's you, Faceless, Zanzha!" Instead of feeling frustrated by the failure of his attack on a new Legend, Valastaz looked with interest at the Stonehammer Clan's prophet, Zanzha, who was walking with a snake staff.

"Prophet, what nonsense with him, let's kill him together!" It was both heartache for the fall of the warriors of the tribe that he had carefully cultivated, and the fear of almost dying at the hands of Valastaz just now, and Kag, who had come to his senses, wanted to cut off the old dragon's head right now.

"This is the son of the Lord! It's the same temper as him! ”

Valastaz didn't mind Kag's offense at all, just as humans don't care about the roar of a worm.

"Hehe, Karg is naturally the direct bloodline of the adult, otherwise he wouldn't have advanced to the legend so quickly!" Zanza calmed the rampaging Karg and said to the old dragon with a smile.

......

"Hey, you guys can't fight yet!"

The two bigwigs were pulling around, but a person squatting on a hill not far away couldn't help but complain.

Morey has been here for a long time, just now the ballista injured the dragon, the old dragon fought back, and the prophet saved people by himself but clearly filmed.

I thought that there would be something more exciting next, but I didn't expect two people (dragon?) actually pulled up a homely routine, and what I did was not an emotional show, my son's metamorphosis!

"Whew!" The sound of heavy breathing woke Morey, and looking at the wriggling strip of cloth, Morey's face twitched.

If you use your own skills to bandage the wounded urgently, you can get the prompt of "medical skill +1", which is simply a hanging.

"Don't move around here, I'll buy it, well, shoot some materials and come back!"

The injured red dragon, who suddenly had no idea of his father, nodded gratefully to the human race who had bandaged his wounds.

Morey, on the other hand, had already jumped off the hill in a few take-offs and landings, and quickly approached the Stone Hammer camp with the help of the steppe terrain.

In fact, filming material or anything is just an excuse, this [Spell Eye] that Delia gave to Morey is the latest model of this year's Five-Colored Mage Tower, and it is said that if the weather is good, you can see the freckles on a girl's face that she has struggled to hide within three miles.

Morey just wants to see what is cheap to pick up, and he doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are if he doesn't know how expensive firewood and rice are, plus the thrift of the Chinese people of the Celestial Empire in his previous life, Morey has the urge to dismantle all these camp tents and bring them back.

Of course, Morey naturally didn't really want to dismantle the wood that could only be used to burn fire, but he was looking at those demon-breaking crossbow arrows that could easily break through the dragon's scale defense.

"Good chance!" Morey saw that Valastaz was still talking to Zanza about something, and he looked like he hated to see each other, and the huge body of the old dragon was his best cover.

Carefully sliding into the pit, Morey quickly avoided the severed limbs with his hands and feet, and soon stuffed the remaining four complete crossbow arrows and two arrows into the spatial ring.

He looked up and saw that the two bigwigs didn't seem to notice this place, so he carefully searched for valuables among the stumps.

He had long since discovered that these ballistamen, who wore half-armor, were much more elite than the rest of the tribe's warriors, and that he should have gained something from the orc's habit of carrying valuables with them.

When Morey first approached the camp, he was actually discovered by Valastaz. However, the leader of the [Red Dragon Legion] has a good impression of Morey, after all, Morey is also half a dragonborn, not to mention that Morey helped him out of the siege before, so he turned a blind eye to Morey's current fishing, and in his opinion, compared to the treasure in the Stone Hammer Tribe, the Demon Breaking Metal is not worthy of carrying shoes.

"Oh? That Terran boy is your junior?! Although the old dragon did not deliberately pay attention to Morey, all his every move was in the eyes of the prophet of Zanza in front of him, and with a slight sense of Valastaz's line of sight, Zanza noticed Morey who was sneakily groping at the bottom of the pit.

"Haha, Prophet Zanza shouldn't be reluctant to give up those few demon-breaking crossbow arrows!" The old dragon did not rush to deny it, but made fun of the prophet.

"If His Excellency Valastaz can retreat after obtaining the Demon Breaking Crossbow Arrow, then one or two Demon Breaking Arrows Stone Hammer Clan really don't care!" Zanza didn't seem to hear the mockery in the old dragon's words, and said lightly.

"Prophet! We ...... "Kag, who was a little angry when he heard Morey stealing crossbow arrows in the pit just now, suddenly became anxious when he heard Zanza's words, this Valastaz has killed so many of his own brothers! Just let it go, how can you face their relatives?!

"How's it going, Your Excellency!" Zanzha, who had always relied on Kag, waved his hand to stop Kag, "I'm very sincere!" ”

After speaking, he deliberately pulled Karg and slowly retreated to the side, looking like he was showing weakness.

"I don't know that the faceless person who once had to take revenge actually had the day to admit defeat and surrender! Let the tribe that was slaughtered by you know about the 20,000 tribes, I'm afraid it will be churning in pain in the Stygian Sea! ”

"No, I'm not surrendering, I'm thinking about both sides! The [Red Dragon Legion] is certainly unstoppable, but if I join forces with Kag, you can't keep us, and you don't want us to go around looking for your dragon sons and grandsons to take revenge, right?! Zanza carefully pointed out the old dragon's mistake and said with a hint of threat.

"That's right......" Valastaz seemed to be thinking about the possibility of two legendary professionals tearing their faces to attack their own heirs.

"In that case, then why do you still perform the sacrificial ritual?" The old dragon's face was sinister, like watching two more clumsy performers.

"Do it!"