"Look at how you run this time!" Eighty-three shook the dragon's wings and pounced on with a sinister smile.

Al scattered his left magic array, and stood in place with the Lightless Blade in his right hand.

"Authorization"

"Gain permission, take over the main body, and activate the battle form"

Al closed his eyes and opened them again, and the cold and inexorable extension fell on Eighty-Three.

The blood-red magic pattern on his back left his body, and five dark blue swirling seven air cannon arrays were divided.

"Muscles are activated, energy is gathered. ”

"The power of the magic furnace is level two, and the magic pool of the research institute is linked, and the magic power of the self-propelled cannon is connected, and the fire is fired. ”

"Magic builds, aerodynamic acceleration"

Al's figure disappeared in place, and Eighty-Three was in shock.

A black shadow came in an instant, Al kicked out, and the eighty-third arm rung, and layers of black lins were born.

"Hmph, battle mage......" "Bang"

With a burst of voice, Eighty-Three flew out in disbelief and vomited blood, looking at the machine and looking up at Al, who was looking up at him.

"How can you ......?"

"Bang"

Al, who was still in place, appeared above him in an instant, and the Rock Fist, which was accelerated by the reverse aerodynamic force, smashed Eighty-Three into the ground with just one punch, smashing out a deep pit, and the military path killing fist blasted the flesh out of a depression, and the dragon scales on his body were cracked alive, and the blood splashed from the beating, and even Al's own Rock Fist was hit by fragments.

No. 83's body was deformed by a punch, vomiting blood, and finally found out that something was wrong, and with a wild roar, the dragon wing suddenly wrapped around him, and the deep coercion swept across the entire hall, and the flesh began to change, and the whole person began to swell and become bigger.

Lifted the petrified fist, bloodline: regeneration emergency repair fracture, internal emergency calculation of the next acceleration of the heavy punch output, five rounds of seven turns of air self-propelled cannon followed, around the growing eighty-three pouring down, each air cannon contains a cloud of irritable magic, a touch to explode, a blast to explode, a burst to burn, see what to burn, air, scales, bloodstains, a short formation of a vacuum, causing suction. Suction churns his blood, soft internal organs, consciousness.

Eighty-three only felt that the transformation was so difficult that it seemed that something was blocking his nose and mouth, and he couldn't breathe, but the things in his body had to be sucked out.

The aerodynamic acceleration model appeared on Al's hands and legs, gathered his strength, and threw himself up to beat Eighty-Three, each punch was extremely powerful, one punch went down and the other came one after another, and the steel whip leg tore pieces of the dragon wings protecting Eighty-Three. At the end of the round, the reverse air acceleration model resurfaced in Al's hand.

The acceleration punch was not only extremely powerful, but also produced a sonic boom with a sharp hiss, a high-decibel roar, and a back and forth, causing Eighty-Three's ears to bleed, his eyes to red, and his brain to ache.

The mechanical intelligence Durrey manipulates Al's strong legendary bloodline body, and brings into full play the secret skills that have been passed down for thousands of years from the Iron Blood Family.

The eighty-three, who was still majestic just now, only hugged his head and was beaten.

Eddie and Tien were dumbfounded, and even the black dragon Nick, who was crushed under them, forgot to struggle.

What is that? Is that really a fifth-level little mage? Is that really a twelfth-level dragonborn warrior being beaten?

That hateful bastard who calculated and enslaved him was beaten like a dead dog like this? Even if he had the access to the magic pool of the research institute and the anti-dragon enchantment!

"Ah!!!h

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The aerodynamically accelerated Al uses the Iron-Blooded Samurai's secret technique and the power-accelerated model provided by the Institute's Infinity Mana Pool to exert his terrifying combat power.

Eighty-three was beaten like a sandbag from one end of the research room to the other, and from that end to this end.

It is worthy of the body of a dragonborn, so durable.

"Give me a change!!" Eighty-three, whose body twisted and roared in the sky, finally completed its transformation.

It was a huge, mountain-like, miserable black dragon.

The flesh wings were tattered, the eyes were red and swollen, the five orifices were bleeding, and the huge mouth that could not be closed was dripping with mixed blood saliva one after another, and roaring again and again.

"You shitty ant! I'm going to kill you!"

Before he could complete his transformation, Al had already retreated. His reddened and swollen limbs gradually repaired, and the five-wheel, seven-turn air cannon slowly rotated behind him, and the aerodynamic acceleration model faintly appeared.

Eighty-three, who had completed his transformation into a dragon, had transformed from a human form to a giant creature, and it was pointless to step forward with complete dragon natural armor, spell resistance, and huge flesh distracting his fists.

"Why don't you come, you bastard! Come, kill me!" Black Dragon Eighty-Three roared furiously, opening its mouth to be a pure, hot dragon breath.

Seeing that Al was overexerting himself and staggered and couldn't move, the demonized rock giant manipulated by Add and Tian dropped the black dragon Nick, knelt in front of him facing Al, and blocked the dragon's breath with his back.

The dragon breath of the eighty-third is more powerful than the black dragon Nick, and it only burned all the spells on the demonized rock giant's body in one fell swoop, and the entire demonized rock giant burned and disintegrated.

However, he only had the strength to do so, and he opened his mouth again in indignation, but only spit out a small flame.

"Kill him, Nick, kill him, I'm going to kill him"

Eighty-three, propping up its tattered body, crawled on the ground with bitter hatred, rushing towards Arr.

As soon as Add reformed the rock giant, Black Dragon Nick flew through the sky and threw him aside.

Tian'an's twisted, filthy purple-black flames were scattered by a single claw, and the whole person was hit by the dragon's tail and flung off the wall, and the layers of spell protection exploded with a bang.

If it weren't for the fact that Al had already crippled him before, the flick of the tail of the mountain-like dragon would be enough to whip Tien into a pulp, and even then he would not have felt good.

"You vile bastard, die!"

Eighty-three grabbed and swung out, tearing this tiny mortal who dared to insult him and abuse him to pieces, every bone to be crushed, and every piece of flesh to ashes.

The dark shadow lifted Al gently into the air, condescending and indifferent at the ugly, miserable dragon whose anger had burned his mind.

Strictly speaking, it is just a young dragon, and in the research institute, although the manifestation real body has natural primary physical resistance armor and magic resistance armor, it cannot exert the power that the dragon clan should have.

In front of the mage, he is just a reptile.

"My father is a legendary dragon!I am his true heir!I am a noble son of a dragon!How could I be humiliated by a little mage of yours!Roar!"

The danger is lifted, the mechanical mind is hidden behind the scenes, and Al, who has retaken over his body, regains his emotional thinking.

"I don't have much more to say to you, you're too pathetic. ”

Looking at the black dragon who was still struggling to roar at him, it was as if he saw his weak self, powerless to resist the conspiracy that followed him.

Yi Xing Shan held the small magic array in his left hand and announced his fate.

"Septic Curse"

Flutter. Flutter.

The huge body of the black dragon No. 83 exploded one gray hole after another

Dense white poisonous snakes, one after another, came out of it, bringing out sticky gray liquid.

The black dragon No. 83, his eyes froze, the pain was like a tide, the heart-devouring pain was endless, and he howled miserably.

Nick, the black dragon who lost his restraints, Eddie, and Tien, who stopped fighting, couldn't help but shudder when they looked at the weird and terrifying picture.