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"Bahamut is on top, that's a wyvern!" Young centurion Sword saw the creatures swarming out of the floating fortress. As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon shadows, which were originally just black spots, instantly grew larger, and people could already see them flapping their wings.

What a fast degree!

Pale and rough as sandpaper, with dark red spots, no scales or feathers, these bare flying reptiles are as ugly as twisted monsters born out of a nightmare. These wyverns have eyes sunken into their sockets and blood-red, vertically edged pupils. There is both the insidiousness of a venomous snake and the ferocity of a crocodile.

"Raise your shield and get ready for an air strike!"

Sword came to his senses and finally gave the right order before the dragon was on his way. He pointed to the arrow tower not far away, and said to Gordon, "Baron, please go there and take refuge, those flying dragons are not a joke. ”

The young nobleman's military education had formed the perception that the mage had powerful spells and a fragile body, and needed to be closely protected on the battlefield, so he kindly told Gordon to hide from the dragon's claws.

Gordon shook his head slightly: "No, I can take care of myself." Moreover, those wyverns are not the same as the wyverns you are familiar with. ”

The Wyvern, familiar to the soldiers of Ferredon, is a bipedal wyvern that lives in the tropical jungle region of the southwest of the Empire. The barbarian tribes there were able to tame this large creature to their advantage, harassing the borders of the empire against the emperor's ** team. And the people of Ferreton who pride themselves on their ability to learn. In the battle of the jungle barbarians, he also learned how to tame the bipedal wyvern.

A griffon knight belonging to the royal family of Ferreton. The Thunderhawk Legion, which is stationed in the east against the Black Dragon Empire, and the Wyvern Sentinel from the tropical jungle, are the three most important air forces of the Platinum Empire. Due to the number and difficulty of breeding, griffins and thunder eagles are not popular, and only the air guards who ride bipedal wyverns to fight are the flying arms of almost every province.

The word "almost" is used because in colder climates, bipedal wyverns from tropical jungle areas are unable to adapt. So far frost province so far. None of them have their own air power - neither are the Tundra Orcs, who are the main enemies, anyway, so it's not a big deal.

Now, though, that seems to have changed.

While the tundra orcs are incapable of taming the boreal venom wyverns, the bipedal wyvern subspecies that live on the cliffs of the Endless Ocean, the Three Holy Baptists seem to have the ability. And they also created a new species, just like when they created Zào out of the demon one-eyed.

Based on the descriptions of the golden dragons who had fought these new hybrid creatures, Gordon named them "Chaos Mist Wyverns".

"Different? What's the difference? Sword asked, hunching over the officer's eagle shield with Bahamut's head etched above his head.

In his training. This is the most standard stance to defend against Wyvern air raids. The bipedal wyvern often relies on the degree advantage to sweep towards the ground in an arc-shaped trajectory from about 100 meters in the air, and then uses its strong hind feet and sharp claws to attack the enemy when flying over the target. Alternatively, Wyvern riders can use projectile weapons such as bows, javelins, axes, and even fiery glue to attack enemies on the ground.

Sword waited for Gordon to answer his question. Who knew that an incident that was immediately born in front of him helped Gordon answer his question.

Just thirty meters from Sword's tower, a ten-man squad of archers was shooting at the swooping hybrids. Their sixty-pound bows, combined with conical arrows, are effective in piercing the wyvern's rough skin and inflicting damage on it. This is a flying reptile. They are completely different from dragons, and their physical strength is extremely amazing. However, there are no scales on the body surface, and the protection is not strong.

But the Poison Mist Wyverns have another ability that makes them not afraid of human bows and arrows.

After flying away from the floating fortress, the well-trained Poison Mist Wyvern immediately divided into squads of five or six and scattered in all directions. They rode the biting cold wind of dusk and swept down from the sky, their piercing screams accompanied by the whistling of their wings cutting through the air.

Attacking from a rain of arrows, a wyvern opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark green mist, enveloping the arrow tower, and then galloping away from its next target with a few sparse arrows stuck in its body.

The hapless archer who had inhaled the green mist on the tower immediately let go of his weapon and collapsed to the ground. Then, something even more terrible was born. The green mist suddenly turned a dark red. Any surface, whether masonry, armor, or human skin, immediately makes a sizzling sound when it comes into contact with this dark red gas, and quickly melts into a thick black liquid.

The smell of sulfur wafted through the air.

When Sword heard the screams of the soldiers on the tower as they were dying, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

As the young centurion struggled to adapt to the battlefield conditions, three poisonous mist wyverns struck the walls where he was stationed.

The poisonous mist spewed by the ugly flying beast was almost pervasive, and the shields and armor in the hands of the Ferredon soldiers could not defend against such vicious attacks. Sword was about to tell everyone to evacuate the wall that was about to be baptized by the poisonous mist, but the mage turned his back to him, staring at the wyvern in the sky, unmoved.

At some point, a simple-shaped metal staff appeared in his hand, and the arcane energy was rapidly converging.

The tracking magic missile is undoubtedly the best attack spell against these extremely fast wyverns. Even the golden dragon will be harmed if it is contaminated with that corrosive poisonous mist, and Gordon naturally will not try his own body, which is very fragile compared to the dragon clan, so as soon as he gets started, he uses the strongest means.

Silver teardrop-shaped force field energy shot out from the tip of Gordon's staff, weaving a brilliant and eye-catching web of energy on the city wall at night.

The poisonous mist wyvern flying at the front crashed headlong into the web of energy that Gordon had woven with a magic missile, and its wings were blown off at once. Suffering a heavy blow, the poisonous mist that the flying beast had originally stored in the throat gland was ready to be coughed up at once, and the blood beads torn from the wound splashed into the air, forming a red blood line, and the broken body quickly fell and fell on the city wall.

Gordon threw the cyclone condensed in his palm overhead. A gust of wind blew on the city walls. It's a one-ring Shaping School spell: Darson's Cool Breeze. Gordon originally learned this spell to use it in conjunction with the Death Cloud Technique. Or put this spell on a suitable object constantly, and you can use it as an electric fan in the summer.

Today, however, the effect of blowing away the poisonous mist spewed by these wyverns is surprisingly good.

"Subdue it quickly, don't let it move." Gordon pointed to the poisonous mist wyvern that had lost its wings and was not only struggling on the city walls.

Only then did Sword come to his senses. The moment he had just given birth was so short that he felt he needed to take the time to reminisce about how the baron had shot down a wyvern and saved the soldiers on the wall.

The centurion beckoned several soldiers to take the ropes and began to tie up the wounded wyvern with all their hands and feet. Gordon casually cast another spell named after Dasong, the ** master of the School of Plasticity: Dasong's Quenching Prison.

The low temperature not only reduces the activity of the Poison Mist Wyvern, a creature mixed with the abyssal blood, but also stops the bleeding from its wounds.

With such a powerful poisonous mist, if you can't find countermeasures as much as possible, then in future battles, these dragons will pose a great threat to High Rock Castle from the sky.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the mage's spells are very powerful, and they can do things that are unimaginable by common sense. But Gordon knew that the real strength of a mage was knowledge and wisdom. Even a legendary mage, on a battlefield of 100,000 people like High Rock Castle today, can't use spells to decide the outcome of a battle. But with wisdom and knowledge, a mage can change the course of a war without consuming a spell slot.

Gordon knew that his real stage was not on the walls facing the enemy, but in the Arcane Chamber. If you can find a way to deal with the poisonous mist of the dragon, you will be able to sweep away a terrible enemy from the skies of High Rock Castle.

"Bring this guy down, and after the battle is over tonight, send him to my real room in the Red Rock Fortress."

Looking at the other sections of the city wall, screaming and screaming due to the erosion of the poisonous mist, Sword couldn't help but be glad that he had such an excellent mage as Baron Freeman by his side, and he could easily cope with the attack of the poisonous mist wyvern. Now that the mage had made a request, he immediately complied, sending several soldiers to carry the frozen and almost unconscious Wyvern down the wall.

At this time, after a series of air raids on the city walls, the Poison Mist Wyverns all increased their distance, and then gathered together to head towards the Red Boulder Fortress.

Even from this distance, Gordon could sense a huge amount of arcane energy gathering on the rooftop at the top of the fortress. Perhaps the enemy brains in the Floating Fortress also sensed this change, so they ordered the Wyvern to harass them.

By this time night had completely fallen. Above the fortress in the center of High Rock Castle, a huge lightning bolt suddenly shot out. This shining silver serpent lit up half of the dark sky, and swept through the group of dragons without mercy.

In the crackling sound, Gordon saw a black shadow falling.

Immediately after, lightning bolts shot out from above the fortress, and they merged with the original and largest lightning bolt to form a beautiful silver dragon that leaped.

This virtual creature constructed purely from lightning energy took those poisonous mist dragons that were still showing off their might a moment ago as prey, and launched a ferocious and merciless killing.

The sparks from the lightning striking the dragon's body continued to bloom in the dark night, and behind this beautiful and dangerous spectacle was the fall of one poisonous mist wyvern after another. The night breeze blew, and the burnt smell of the electric shock in the sky was also sent to the city.