Despite the frequent lag in the live broadcast and the poor clarity of the picture quality, the audience still felt the shock and excitement that Hollywood blockbusters could not give in the real-time broadcast of the war situation.

Because every frame is a real scene happening! Unique!

I don't know how many people have imagined this scene in their minds, and now this scene has come into reality, as if fate has grabbed the throat of the world and made everyone take their breath away.

Compared with other viewers in the field behind the screen, the 8 million viewers in Nandu can best feel the feeling of their throats being strangled, and the language has lost its meaning.

When the black dragon charges at the demon dragon, when the demon dragon launches a counter-charge towards the black dragon like a falling mountain, even if they only occupy an area the size of two palms in the naked eye of the audience on the ground, its epic and mythical confrontation can make the insignificant mortals feel the impact of the earth.

As if witnessing the myth happening in front of their eyes, the audience was speechless in awe with the sacred sense of witnessing the gears of history. The vast fate is rolling in, and the mortal age is over!

People are powerless to participate in transcendent duels, so they can only pray and bless in their hearts.

Charge!

Let's fight!

Tear apart your enemies with human pride!

Two hundred meters.

The black dragon raised its head and finally crossed the last distance to meet the demon dragon in mid-air.

One hundred meters.

It was a fateful meeting, the first and last time they met.

Ten meters.

The two behemoths, rolling up the hunting wind, were wrapped in the killing intent that would tear each other apart and the momentum of the heavenly number, like two cruise missiles that shook the world colliding with each other!

Time and space seemed to freeze, but this solidification was fleeting, and in less than a millisecond, the demon dragon continued to dive downward, without the imaginary thunderous crash, nor the imaginary stalemate confrontation, and there was no visible shock wave, the moment the two giant dragons collided, the black dragon was like a castle made of mud and sand met a huge wave that touched the clouds, and completely collapsed!

The speed of the collapse was so fast that the remnants of the black dragon remained on people's retina, and the huge dragon body had completely collapsed and turned into a black mist floating in the air again.

The vast majority of viewers could not accept the images transmitted back by their eyes, nor could they process the information contained in the pictures, and their brains were completely shut down, and their bodies were as stiff as clay wood sculptures.

Lost?

The dragon that stood in the human camp failed so easily? Didn't even make a decent struggle to resist, it turned into a cloud in the sky and dissipated with the wind?

With the rout of the black dragon, it is not only the frustration that attacks people's hearts, but also the sense of crisis and the fear of the danger that will befall the disaster.

The people, including the commander of the joint command, the Yuanjiang soldiers, and many awakened people, still keep their heads clear and calm, compared to the 8 million inhabitants of the entire southern capital, they only account for a very small proportion, but the truth is often in the hands of a few, because these "few parts" are the real knowers.

Yang Xiaoqian's reputation is outside, and the officers of the joint command have long heard of it, how could a person who relied on his mind to gather elite soldiers and strong generals in the country of the dead, and single-handedly save the building to collapse, would perish so easily?

If the founder of the Far Rescue Society was so self-defeating, he would have turned into minced meat and rotted in the stomach of the mutant as early as Yuanjiang. Therefore, Yang Xiaoqian must have his own arrangements, this scene is just the beginning of the big drama, and it will never be the end!

For the warriors and awakened people from Yuanjiang, the three names of Yang Xiaoqian, Yu Qian, and Liu Yuanzhou have long become undefeated myths, symbols representing victory.

When they saw the Black Dragon's body collapse, most of the warriors and Awakened failed to understand Chairman Yang's intentions, but they all had the same thought in their hearts: President Yang would not be defeated!

This idea has been washed away by the bloody wind of the year, and it has long been unswerving, like the bone marrow engraved in the bones, flowing in the blood, and becoming a belief that can never be eliminated, which will not only accompany them for life, but will also be passed on to their descendants.

The dragon was still falling, but after colliding with the black dragon, it began to slow down, and the direction of the extremely high acceleration changed from vertical downward to vertical upward, quickly causing the dragon to hover in midair.

Its appearance was so hideous that it was difficult to see any human-intelligible expression under its hideous and terrifying appearance, but it seemed to be in pain.

The demon dragon began to roar and roll in the air, but no matter what kind of movement it made, it could not shake off the black fog around it, and the dark black shadows were everywhere, like flowing fine sand, gradually clinging to its scales, under the abdomen, and in the ring.

In order to block the invasion of the black mist, the demon dragon closed its huge mouth and stopped roaring, but the black mist seemed to dissolve in the air, and it could still burrow into the demon dragon's mouth along the fine tooth gap......

The dragon whined again, a sound similar to it had made once, when it emerged from the rift, and was hit head-on by a surface-to-air missile, losing a large swath of flesh and wounding.

Those with a modicum of comprehension can see that the moment they lost their minds, the situation had begun to reverse in a way that they could not understand.

"Good!" Yu Qian stood in the air, cut down a flying dragon, and cheered loudly for Yang Xiaoqian.

Half a year ago, when Yang Xiaoqian awakened for the second time in the Church of St. Nair in Yuanjiang, when he used the strange ability of "Black Mist" for the first time, he adopted an infiltrating attack method, causing the black substance to turn into a mist and pour into the mutant's body, and then destroy it from the relatively soft interior, which was impossible to prevent.

But one of the drawbacks of this offensive method is that the movement speed of the black fog is far less than that of the condensed entity, when Yang Xiaoqian condenses the black fog into arrows or spears, or other aerodynamic flying equipment, its movement speed is much higher than that of the black fog, expanding the enemy's inescapable zone.

Therefore, when facing a mutant with strong defense ability that cannot break the defense from the outside, Yang Xiaoqian will often adopt a set of feint tactics, first condensing the black fog into the shape of a weapon to paralyze the enemy, so that the enemy will lower his vigilance, and wait until the weapon that cannot break the defense is close to the enemy who does not dodge or dodge, and then it will return into black fog and penetrate into the enemy's body.

This time against the demon dragon, Yang Xiaoqian chose a better method.

For the demon dragon, everything in this world is unfamiliar, the strange represents the unknown, the unknown represents fear, no matter what shape Yang Xiaoqian condenses the black fog into, it may make the demon dragon dodge due to vigilance.

Therefore, the best way is to incarnate the same kind that the demon dragon is familiar with, and arouse the demon dragon's anger and fighting spirit.

Yang Xiaoqian succeeded, and the demon dragon did not retreat, but advanced, and launched a reverse charge towards the dragon formed by the condensation of the black mist, leading himself to the grave.