Once again, the swollen muscles spread along the bones, and the foamy, blood-red muscles soon flooded the white bones.

Even though Alessi had described the scene several times, the shock of the scene was still beyond Chenino's most exaggerated imagination.

He wanted to retreat into the woods, but his legs just wouldn't listen, and when he turned his head, he saw that Reka was just like him.

Noticing Chenino's gaze, Reka squeezed out a smile.

"Commander Chenino...... Remember to take care of your people. ”

Chenino nodded, the Thunder Lion Army did not seem to have any intention of engaging the Griffin Army, and the Commander Ismur was nowhere to be seen.

Holding the dragon's eye in his hand, the black dragon's body had swelled to the size of a small mountain at this moment, and the scorching steam was discharged as the scales opened and closed, and the water vapor quickly condensed when it was cold, piling up into a miserable white cloud under the black dragon's body.

Looking down at the Venada soldier below, the black dragon spread its right wing, and as it swung its wings, a hurricane blew through the depths of the earth, swept the gravel bricks in, and the rain of ruins poured down towards Rackmond.

But Lakmund didn't move, and the Vinada steel gave him an unparalleled sense of security.

The four soldiers were not moved by the hurricane, but two sharp claws quickly poked out of the black tornado.

The huge claws grabbed the two soldiers like chickens, and they first sank to the ground, and then soared into the sky with the black dragon's wings.

Everyone looked up to the black dragon, the griffin army had indeed experienced a battle to slay the dragon, but the red dragon that Badr had transformed into was not even half the size of the black dragon, and the black dragon's outstretched wings obscured the moonlight, leaving only the orange-red pupils looming in the dark clouds.

Under the shadow cover, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped by two degrees.

The soldiers clenched their dragon crossbows, the dragon-slaying weapon did not give them a sense of security, but rather a hot chill.

Flying high into the air, the Venada steel in the black dragon's claws was already burning.

But this is futile.

The black dragon let go of its claws, and the flaming soldier slashed through the night sky like a meteor and slammed into Rackmond's body.

He raised his head and looked at the black dragon swooping down from the sky.

Rackmond slowly clenched his fists, a halo of brilliant colors brewing in his left fist.

"Whew!"

The black dragon let out a roar, and Rackmond bounced off the ground, two fists, one large and one small, slammed together.

The colorful halo erupted again, followed by the muffled explosion in everyone's ears, and everyone was shaken back by the impact by half a step, and the fallen leaves fell from the branches like snowflakes.

As the smoke cleared, the black dragon was pushed away like a balloon, and Rackmond fell to the ground, rolling backwards with the momentum, leaving a deep gully in the ground.

Hovering twice in the air, the black dragon swooped down again, a red halo spilling out from under his scales, and the red light quickly spread towards the black dragon's giant mouth.

"Whew!"

There was another piercing dragon roar, and a pale flame erupted from the black dragon's mouth, but far away from the flame, all the flowers and trees in the palace dried up, and the armor on the soldier's body was as hot as a soldering iron, and this armor had become an iron prison!

The black dragon continued to swoop, and the dragon flame enveloped Rackmond from far and near.

The people saw the figure in the pale dragon flame, and he must have been roasted to a skeleton

- No, he probably won't even have a skeleton left.

But the truth was not what everyone thought, and with a terrible wail, the black dragon slammed to the ground.

The pale dragon flame stopped abruptly, and scattered flames flickered on the ground, like fireworks set off by children on a celebration day.

The fire was extinguished in the dragon's blood, and Rackmond turned slowly, holding a long sword in his hand, which was five meters long, and he used it to cut open the black dragon's belly.

Dragons possess extremely powerful healing powers, and Rackmond has no intention of letting go of the wailing black dragon.

The other two soldiers also drew their long swords, which burned in the wind as soon as they came out of their sheaths because of the powerful spell that attached them.

"Chenino ......"

Reka cried out in a low voice, "Do you feel anything is wrong?" ”

Chenino had long realized that this was the sixth sense he had cultivated after years of fighting on the battlefield, and he felt that the wind was much more oppressive today than before.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the Thunder Lion Army from afar, they were always surrounded by the Griffin Army, as long as they dared to act rashly, the Eight Thousand Griffin Army could wipe out the Thunder Lion Army in an instant.

In that case, what is this uneasiness......

Chenino looked to see that the black dragon was already scuffling with the three soldiers, and it grabbed one of them with one claw, and then pressed it into the burning corpse of the red dragon.

It wasn't until the soldier's screams died down that the black dragon let go of his right claw.

The moment it loosened its claw, it sensed a tingling pain, and it let out a wail, only to realize that the colorful sword had pierced its right front paw.

"That's not right."

Chenino's expression became serious, and he was about to wave his right hand when a figure in civilian clothes suddenly crept in from outside the trees.

Reka warily picked up her pistol and pointed it at the civilian.

"Stand...... Angelil? ”

Angelyl answered, and threw herself at the Okasim salute.

"This ...... Dangerous! ”

Reka hurriedly rushed over, but it was too late, Angelyl had already grasped the Okasim salute.

Seeing that Reka wanted to stop her, Angelyl turned her head and stared at Reka with blood-red pupils.

"Oreo is dying, I have to help him!"

Seeing that Reka was suppressed, Angelil turned the gun and aimed it at the two dragons who were fighting.

Even dragons can't withstand the corrosion of spell patterns, Angeliel is just a human, and her right hand is already red.

With a grunt of pain, Angelyl forcibly lifted the Ocassim salute and pulled the trigger.

The flow of energy gathered again, and the overflow of energy passed through Angelil's slender hands.

The skin on Angelil's hands peeled off, the fragile veins vaporized one after another, and the blood mist spread in the air, quickly turning into a strange fragrance.

"Angelyl!"

Reka ran towards her, but the wave of air had already erupted from the tip of the gun, and the silent bullet burst out of the chamber.

It tore through the night, swirling and breaking through the air.

"Angelyl, Angelil, are you still alive!"

Reka was blasted away by the air wave, and he struggled to crawl out of the dirt, kicking the Ocassim salute into the air with a single kick, and then picking Angelyl up by the waist, her hands no longer skeleton.

Angelyl stared at Reka with blood-red pupils, her pale lips opening and closing up and down.

"Not everyone will be alive."

"What are you talking about......"

Reka glanced at Angelyl and then at the distance.

That bullet actually missed!

It slashed through the root of the black dragon's right wing, its cloud-like wings sliced by the bullet and fell limply to the ground.

How could Rackmond let go of such a good opportunity, he used his long sword to cut off the huge wings whole.

Pillars of blood gushed out from the fracture like a fountain, and some of the blood splattered into the red dragon's corpse, and the purple-red blood ignited the orange flame, and the flames danced more and more fiercely.

Seeing this unbelievable scene, Reka's eyes widened, and then she fell to her knees helplessly.