"Seize the opportunity!" In the midst of the chaos, Varian shouted.

All the melee fighters, including him, rushed forward without hesitation, frantically waving their weapons and beating the water dogs. Suddenly, there was a dense clanging sound in the cave.

In the midst of the crowd, the Minotaur Shaman pulled an arm-thick purple totem from his waist and stuck it in the ground. He raised his hands and prayed to the wind elemental who had allowed him to borrow power. The wind elemental responded to him, a light current swirling through the crowd, imparting some supernatural power to each of them. After a few seconds, people were surprised to see that their weapons had become so light and swift that they could swing so easily that what used to be possible to slash once can now be almost three times in a row!

"Damn maggots, do you think these trivial attacks will take me down? Dream! After a series of misses, Onexia roared wildly. She twisted her long neck, her chest swelling violently, and snorted violently like a bellows, and this time, no other thief interrupted its breath.

However, its breath did not spew at any enemies, and as the people watched in amazement, a spread of cone-shaped flames spewed directly into the ribs of the black dragon's left side, where it had been attacked by the poisoned dagger. Not even the dragon itself could resist the dragon's flame, which was enough to melt iron, and in the flames, the scales were burned to the color of molten iron.

The dragon writhed in pain, but it didn't stop, but continued to spew flames. Because it can feel that part of the flesh~ body is regaining consciousness, it is clear that the unimaginable high temperature is effective for poison in the body.

The intruders were clearly aware of this, and they attacked with ferze, but were unable to achieve greater results. I could only watch as the dragon gradually regained control of that part of its body. However, the power of humanity has never been limited to steel and light, and after learning magic from the High Elites, this supernatural power has played an irreplaceable role in war after war, and this time is no exception.

After realizing that it would be difficult for the flames to inflict damage on the black dragon, the mages worked together to prepare a powerful ice spell. They spent more than a quarter of an hour preparing for this. In fact, this scorching environment also makes it more difficult to cast this spell. Above the head of the black dragon, a swirling void slowly emerged, through which you could see the shining starry sky, which was an unfamiliar star field, because you could not see any familiar constellations or even galaxies from here.

Comet Storm! Those powerful mages used some kind of starry sky teleportation to capture comets from distant star fields and pull them down to smash people. But in fact. Mages typically intercept smaller fragments of the Wisdom Core, and if they capture the whole comet, if they can't do it, its impact with the earth would be enough to burn the entire dust swamp dry, which would be tantamount to suicide.

Sensing that something was wrong, the dragon flapped its wings violently and flew up from the ground—the cave's tall dome gave it plenty of room to fly.

But it was too late, and a comet made up of ice cores the size of a lump dragged its tail through the hole. Descending from the sky, right on the back between the dragon's wings!

Since the place where it was hit. The dragon that had just lifted off almost bent down at a right angle. A high-pitched, piercing howl of pain burst out of the black dragon's mouth. At the center of this impact, the high heat in the black dragon's body and the extreme deep cold of the comet collided violently, like a cloud explosion. The hard comet exploded, and the mist composed of broken fine Xiaoice crystals seemed to boil for a moment, and the wind swept the sharp ice ballast and large patches of snow, converging into a gray-white cold wave. It spreads out like a ring.

It was as if it had been swept by a blizzard, and the cold and piercing pain made the people around the dragon numb their hands and feet, tremble all over, and lose consciousness throughout their bodies!

But that's about it. Due to the location of the dragon's body blocked most of the shock wave, except for some frostbite. They didn't hurt much. When the storm of fine ice crystals finally dissipated, people were surprised to find that the dragon was still flying tenaciously in the air, although some parts of its body were still wrapped in unmelted ice crystals. It was clearly wounded, its pierced wings, its abnormally twisted tail, its back torn off large scales, and its blood flowing like magma, all telling of its miserable condition.

But for Onexia, the bad luck is far from over. With a dull whistling, another comet fell from the sky, hitting its back, and then another!

Generally speaking, a standard comet storm spell is made up of seven small comets that impact continuously, but in this volcanic terrain where the fire element is extremely active, only three mages including Andomus can guide the spell, and it is almost their limit to be able to pull down three comet fragments.

The overwhelming white light lit up.

The light was so dazzling that it almost turned the dim space into a blinding white snowfield. People involuntarily covered their eyes and staggered back. In the midst of that glow, the sound of heavy crashes also burst into the air, and the crunch of broken tendons and the sound of ice shattering mixed together to rumble through the cavern. Then came the earth-shattering wail of the giant lizard.

An ice storm that was even more violent than just before swept through the entire underground space, almost freezing people into popsicles. A layer of ice crystals shrouded the ground and cave walls, and even the lava pools in the distance were no longer raging, but turned a gloomy dark black, like a cooled rock.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the storm subsided. People barely opened their stinging eyes. In the blurred vision, a huge black shadow still floated in the air, writhing in pain, a terrible wound running through its entire back, almost cutting it in half, blood gushing down from the wound like a spring, and falling from the sky like a waterfall. Its tail snapped almost at the root, revealing the stubble inside. At its side, its bat-winged wings were almost torn into strips of rags, hanging crookedly.

Azeroth scholars have long been puzzled by how dragons fly, because unlike the hollow bones of birds, which can lose weight, dragons' bones are as dense and hard as steel, and they have the same strong muscles, tendons, and skin, not to mention dragon scales, which are heavier and stronger than metal. So, just that thin dragon wing like a bat's wings couldn't support its heavy body at all!

So what does such a solid lump rely on to fly? There have been a number of Dalaran mage scholars who have proposed a hypothesis that the dragons possess some kind of talent similar to levitation to aid flight, but they have never found a basis to confirm this hypothesis.

But today, everyone, including Andromas, believes this theory from the bottom of their hearts. Because before their eyes, apart from this hypothesis, there was no reason to explain why Onexia, whose wings were all broken, could still float in the sky.

But now was not the time to study this, because above the sky, the black dragon had clearly descended into madness. The pain was sharp enough to make the monster furious, especially those who dared to hurt it in this way were a bunch of insect-sized humans. At this moment, it just wants to shred this reptile that dares to bring it so much pain, so humiliation, so unbearable anger, only their flesh and blood and howl can calm its anger and pain!

It spun around in the air, staring at the maggots with its red eyes, the humans it had despised before! (To be continued.) )