Bang!

A thunderbolt exploded in mid-air, shaking the barbarians and trolls in the battle to the point that their eardrums were bleeding and they were dizzy, and the extreme warriors were little affected because they were protected by a weakened version of the Will of Truth, and their movements stopped for a moment, and they reacted first and killed the stunned enemy.

The thunder spell was accompanied by a violent shock wave, and directly below the spell, a figure fell out in embarrassment.

Borch was in a brief trance, unresponsive.

Wren then activated the "Exile Technique" on the staff, pointed at Borch, and an esoteric invisible light bloomed from the void and fell.

As soon as Borch got rid of his vertigo and was about to fight back, he was enveloped by this light.

He was banished.

Banishment can generate a separate space that traps the target inside and cannot move, but the person outside cannot attack the target, which is both a cage and a protection.

This spell doesn't do direct damage, but it's an excellent way to trap enemies.

Not only can you temporarily eliminate the threat of a powerful enemy, but you can also use the exile time to fully prepare for battle, and wait until the enemy is out of exile to immediately deliver a full blow.

The banishment technique of the Four Rings, if the target is an ordinary person, can be trapped for more than ten minutes.

The stronger the strength, the higher the resistance, and the shorter the exile time.

A legendary mid-tier dragon, the Four-Ring Banishment Technique could only trap him for a few seconds at most, but it was enough for Wren.

He immediately flashed in front of Borch.

In Borch's angry gaze, Wren first changed back to the Song of the Blue Sky, blessed himself with the dragon power technique of the five rings, and at the same time raised his head and drank a bottle of "Fury Beast Blood Elixir", the sound of music came from his body, and finally took out a war hammer full of lightning.

With the three-layer increase, the strength instantly skyrocketed by nearly four times, approaching the ninth-level strength!

Wren's muscles swelled, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

He smiled at Borch in exile, his eyes full of malice.

Today, I'm going to slay the dragon!

Wren didn't want to be a dragon knight, it was too difficult.

Borch was clearly not the kind of dragon with a gentle temper and could communicate calmly, and it was almost impossible to sign a soul contract with him.

The soul contract is very peculiar and must be consensual for it to take effect.

If one party is not voluntary, is affected by negative spells such as mind control or suggestion, or relies on external forces to force them, even if they put a knife on their necks and verbally agree, they will not be able to sign the soul contract.

The known dragon knights are all slowly cultivating feelings with the dragon, getting closer, or have a special bond, the dragon voluntarily chooses the knight, and the two parties reach a contract in the soul.

Moreover, Borch is clearly an evil dragon.

Being his knight is not a good thing, but it can lead to disaster.

Borch sensed what Wren was going to do, he already knew Wren's identity, and his face showed a look of horror, and he roared wildly, revealing the true form of the dragon.

The strong savage's body swelled like a balloon, and in an instant it broke free from the banishment technique.

Roar!

With a dragon's roar resounding through the heavens and the earth, a huge shadow rose in front of Wren and crushed it directly.

The dragon's roar was terrifying.

Everyone in the castle who heard the dragon's roar, whether human or transcendent, was frightened.

Some weak-willed people even became incontinent on the spot and passed out.

Wren, who bore the brunt of the attack, was not affected by the deterrence of the dragon's roar in the slightest, and swung his war hammer and smashed it.

Bang.

The hammer of lightning seemed to smash against a solid wall, and a layer of flowing gold magic protection emerged, which was then pierced by the warhammer, and finally smashed into a large area of golden scales.

The scales were so hard that they caved and flowed blood as thick as lava, only to evaporate from the lightning that erupted from the hammer and turned into charred wounds.

Oh......

With a painful and furious roar, the huge figure rose into the air and flew into the sky.

It wasn't until this moment that Wren had a chance to see the whole picture of the dragon, and he couldn't help but look stunned, and wondered in his heart: "What kind of dragon is this?"

A golden dragon obscured the sky.

It was as if it had been cast in gold, covered with golden scales, and its body was more than twenty-five meters long, judging from its age to be two hundred years old, and it had already entered adulthood.

The dragon's head was shaped like the face of a wise scholar, the size of a horse-drawn carriage, with dozens of whisker-like thorns on its chin, and two horns swept back along the tip of the nose to form a crown of horns, echoing the two fins on the long neck, the wings extending from the shoulders to the tail, supported by keels, like a pair of huge golden sails, with smooth and graceful lines, flying in the air like swimming.

If you just look at that, it's clear that it's a golden dragon.

However, this dragon has three heads!

The golden dragon head is in the middle, and the other two necks grow from the body, red and black, respectively, each holding the head of the red dragon and the head of the black dragon, the three are side by side.

The three dragon heads are similar in size, with the red dragon on the left and the black dragon on the right.

The red dragon looked arrogant and angry, and the black dragon looked hideous and brutal.

Each dragon head has a soul, with different elements, but there is a close relationship with each other, achieving a wonderful state of equilibrium.

Wren immediately thought of the account in the Dragons.

Different dragons combined, such as blue dragons and green dragons, their offspring are generally either blue dragons or green dragons, but there is a very low probability that exceptions will occur and deformed dragons will appear.

This deformed dragon usually appears as a two-headed dragon with two different heads.

Two-headed dragons are not necessarily stronger than pure dragons, they may have certain flaws, such as weak spellcasting ability, or slow growth, etc.

For the most part, though, the two-headed dragon has a great advantage, mastering at least two types of dragon breath.

Two-headed dragons are already rare, and three-headed dragons are even rarer!

The golden three-headed dragon?

Wren had a strange look in his eyes, did the dragon's parents play multi-dragon sports when they were mating?

A golden dragon, a red dragon, and a black dragon.

Without the participation of three dragons at the same time, it would not have been possible to give birth to a deformed dragon with three heads.

In the sky, the red dragon's head on the left roared angrily: "Mortal, you dare to hurt the great Borch!"

It flew some distance and immediately turned around and came back nimbly.

At this time, you can see that there is a piercing wound on the dragon's chest, and the dragon's blood is still flowing out, which was smashed by Wren's hammer.

Call!

The dragon swooped down, its eyes blazing, its wings lit up with red flames, turning into huge golden and red wings, obscuring the sky, the heat was rolling in the sky, the temperature around it was soaring, and the smell of sulfur filled the castle, as if the air was about to burn.

"It's spitting dragon's breath!"

Wren's eyelids jumped wildly, dragon's breath is the dragon's most terrifying attack, a mouthful of dragon's breath can destroy half of the castle.

He may be able to hold the dragon's breath himself, but the Ultramarines are not.

None of the humans in the castle survived.

"Shoot!"

Wren shouted.

At this time, the Ultramarines had already killed all the people of the Manfarab mercenary group, and Sicarius and the others turned their guns to the sky and pulled the trigger.

The bullets poured out like a storm, hitting the dragon scales and splashing sparks, all of which bounced off.

An arbitrary door was released, and Wren rushed in.

The other end of the door was in the sky, and he fell, adjusted his posture slightly, and landed precisely on the dragon's red dragon's head, between the two dragon horns.

Wren raised his hammer and smashed it down.

Bang!

The red dragon's head skull, which was about to open its mouth to spit out the dragon's breath, was hit hard by a thunderbolt, the scales shattered, and the huge force smashed the entire dragon's head to the ground, and the mouth suddenly closed, the dragon's breath was stuck in the throat, and the nostrils burst out of the fiery flames.

Wren wanted to smash a few more hammers, but a bloody mouth bit from the side like lightning.

He avoided it and was bitten.

Click!

A tooth-aching cracking sound sounded, and the golden dragon in the middle screamed in pain and let go of its big mouth.

Wren fell out of his mouth, there were deep bites on the front and back of his chest, but no blood flowed, and the muscles flowed like liquid, and he recovered in the blink of an eye.

He was just about to flash and distance himself, but he was bitten by the black dragon again.

With the same crisp sound, the black dragon gnawed frantically, chewing desperately a few bites in his mouth, trying to bite Wren into pieces with his sharp teeth.

With a few clicks, the black dragon felt as if he was chewing on a gold ingot, and his mouth was so painful that instead of biting his enemy, he cracked his teeth.

Bah!

The black dragon spat out Wren with a frightened expression, and several broken dragon teeth fell with him.

This time the dragon learned to be obedient and didn't bite him again.

The eyes of the three dragon heads and the six dragons were full of astonishment and pain, they had never encountered such a hard human being, and they could withstand their own bites.

In fact, Wren is not comfortable either.

The third-level steel body had been bitten through the dragon's mouth several times, and if it hadn't been for the activated metal to repair the injury in time, he would have been swallowed into the dragon's belly and digested.

The Soul Eye saw that there were secret elements in the three dragon heads lit up.

The dragon decided to attack with a spell.

Fireball!

Shadow Erosion!

Thunderstorm!

All of them were spells with more than five rings, but the spell was cast faster than spitting dragon breath, and the energy in the air boiled, as if there were multiple legendary wizards casting spells at the same time.

Wren noticed it in advance, and turned over and flashed through the gap between the dragon's head, appearing above the dragon's back.

Suddenly losing its casting target, the dragon had to stop, sensing the enemy falling on its back, and it rolled wildly in mid-air.

At the same time, a layer of high-temperature flames burst out from under the dragon's scales, exploding outward indiscriminately.

Bang!

The "Ring of Resistance Fire" of the four rings of Gundam immediately blew Wren off the dragon's back. His clothes had been bitten so that only strips of rags hung on his body, and when they were burned like this, they would turn to ashes, and his skin would be burned red, like a boiled lobster.

With a snap, Wren ignored his injuries and caught up with the golden three-headed dragon with a flash of lightning, falling back on its head.

The Arcane Torrent Staff appeared in his hand, immediately activating the stasis force field.

As soon as this six-ring spell came out, with Wren as the center, the space within a radius of 100 meters seemed to freeze, and the streamers on the staff submerged into the void, tying up everything within the range, unable to move.

The golden three-headed dragon watched as Wren landed on top of the golden dragon's head in the middle.

He didn't attack with a war hammer, and there was an illusory red and white ball condensed in the palm of his right hand, which emitted a strange light after a few seconds.

Wren threw the ball and sank into the dragon's head.

His eyes were full of anticipation, and he couldn't sign a soul contract, and the pet taming master in his mobile phone might be useful.

As the ball shot, a wave of will rushed into the brain, anger, pain, fear...... This should be the dragon's mood at the moment.

Wren was pleasantly surprised, but before he could be happy, the effect of the stasis force field was over.

The dragon broke free of its restraints, flipped over and shook Wren away, and a thick tail slammed into Wren in mid-air, knocking him down.

With a thud, Wren smashed a hole into the ground outside the castle.

When he jumped out of the pit, he saw the giant dragon's head flying west without looking back.

That's the direction of the world's mountains.

"Count Glamorgan, Borch swears to Tiasis that today's hatred will be avenged, you wait!"

The dragon's voice echoed through the heavens and the earth, and its massive golden body quickly disappeared above the clouds.

Wren spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the direction in which the golden three-headed dragon left, and was not discouraged, he had already quietly moved his hands and feet in the battle just now, and this dragon could not escape from his palm.