All the robots also catapulted towards the sky at the same time, and the high-energy batteries in their bodies instantly exploded and exploded. The dragon that swooped down was dusty and dusty, and was covered in metal shavings.

Roar!

The first bite of the dragon was useless, and the dragon became even more angry, and he wanted to kill everyone, and he couldn't let anyone go.

Rumble!

On his back, the shells of two magic ballistas exploded, causing him to feel pain.

The ballistae fired by the flying battleship, flying in the air, looking for targets, as for the battleship, it had long escaped a hundred miles away. Twenty-four battleships, a total of forty-eight ballista shells were fired.

It's smart that the people on the battleship also know that they can't kill the dragon with magic ballistas. So these shells, all spread out to attack, not at the same time.

The explosion was incessant, and the dragon flapped its wings in rage, its body shimmering with seven-colored light.

He didn't hide anymore, he simply resisted.

The realm of the dragon made the cannonballa of the magic ballista no longer hurt him in the slightest. The humans on the ground didn't escape too far. The dragon sneered in his heart, and he will play with you.

Just follow these people, go to their city, set a fire, and burn them all!

Two in three seconds, a full minute or so, all the ballista shells were blown up, and the dragon spread its wings and flew slowly in the sky. He found that although the humans on the ground were scattered, they were still running towards the west.

It must be over there, there are human cities.

These cowardly things, if they don't gather together, as if they can't live, are also brave enough to act alone.

There is only a dragon, no need for a city, just a dragon and a hole for yourself.

Huddling together for warmth is the behavior of the weak, if it is not for the natural liking of elves, he even needs elven allies. A strong person doesn't need friends.

Elves are adorable species, and when elves ride on his back, the feeling of the scales passing back makes him obsessed.

Damn humans, how dare you hurt elves?

The squadron leader looked at the sky and the dragon that flew away with his soldiers, and the feeling of escaping death was so weird. He doesn't want to live anymore and stays to attract targets, but the dragon ignores him and chases others?

Doesn't the dragon start with the strongest?

It's a pity that those soldiers who followed him didn't have a chance to escape this time. They ran in too single directions, and they were all in a hurry to return to Yamaguchi Castle. Yes, there are legends over there, but Yamaguchi Castle is far away, and dragons fly fast.

The squadron leader did not become cowardly because death was gone, he stood up, raised his magic musket, and launched an attack on the dragon in the sky in the distance.

Bang!

Before the magic projectile reached the dragon's body, it fell to the ground.

Bang!

The squadron leader blasted gun after shot, hoping only to get the dragon's attention. However, the dragon didn't bother to pay attention to his little bug, the dragon was going to the human city and was going to be slaughtered.

Tears welled up in the squadron leader's eyes. He sat on the ground, dropping the magic musket, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, he saw not far away, more than a dozen elves had been killed again, and the squadron leader's eyes burst with anger. He jumped to his feet and grabbed the magic musket he had just discarded.

The dragon ignored the battle behind him, his mind drawn to the killing.

Suddenly, the dragon's huge heart trembled, and a sense of fear spread, and he looked up to see a figure rapidly approaching in the sky.

It was a human mage, dressed in a cheap white cotton robe, holding a magic book in his hand, and not having a whole bunch of rings and necklaces, or a magic wand.

The human mage stood in the air, looking down at the dragon, thinking about something.

The dragon spoke, snarling under its breath.

The human mage suddenly laughed and said, "Lord Duke said that this kind of thing is very resistant to fighting, and it is best to kill it directly in seconds to avoid more accidents." ”

Dragons can understand it, and human mages speak the language of magic.

Just as he was about to taunt him back with magical words, the human mage vanished.

Magic Overclocking, Juno Gear, Witch Dance Steps, Spellbook Bumper, Cleavage, Spiral Arcane Missile!

Cotton Jack unleashed six spells in one go, the first of which was magic overclocking, which allowed him to speed up the release speed and power of his magic while still being able to control it precisely.

This is one of Jack's most powerful magic, and even Xia He feels that he is the protagonist hidden in the shadows.

Usually this kind of power will bring negative effects, but Cotton Jack, just no, except for the increased consumption of mana, will not cause him any sequelae.

And the increase in mana consumption is a very normal state, and the power of your magic release increases, and the consumption will of course increase.

Juno gears, the time attribute, make Cotton Jack look faster and interfere with the dragon's elemental control. In the ears of the dragon, he heard the click of the gears, as if it resonated in the depths of his soul, making him even lose his spiritual power, he was a dragon, and his spiritual power should be a hundred times that of humans!

The Witch Dance, a magic more practical than any door, Jack stands directly above the dragon's head in a graceful posture.

Then the magic book in his hand smashed into the dragon's head. This blow brings together the magic stored in the magic book. The original spells were all consumed, in exchange for an earth-shattering heavy attack effect.

The dragon was directly unconscious, and in the magic book, thirty-three legendary magic were stored.

Splitting, this magic is released, and on the skull of the giant dragon that the magic book has not smashed open, all protection has been eliminated, and it can be stretched into the crack of the fist, and the golden brain can be faintly seen.

Spiral Arcane Missile!

This final blow is the Arcanist's favorite missile, the spiral form.

It looks like a clear snail.

Cotton Jack took a deep breath, reached out, released the mage's hand, and pulled out a large dragon crystal from the dragon's head.

Bang!

The dull sound of an explosion was a spiral arcane missile, exploding in the dragon's head.

Seal!

Cotton Jack didn't want to waste his brain, so he sealed the wound instantly, and the dragon's corpse fell to the ground.

Cotton Jack accepted the dragon crystal, wiped his hands, and said, "What the adult said is really right, in the face of the dragon, instant killing is the most correct way." Luckily, it was almost more than two seconds. ”

The elves on the ground, unaware that the dragon they were relying on were dead, rushed towards the stone mountain.

There's also a human soldier over there, and he's killed several elves on his side!

Cotton Jack glanced at the ground, his hand grabbing it and releasing a fulcrum of nothingness, and the dragon's corpse swung in the air and flew backwards.

A huge shadow shrouded them, and before the elves could enter the attack range, they were smashed below by the corpse of a dragon falling from the sky.

"Tell Nietzsche II that the dragon corpse is sent to the Tower of Babel and that he can take some materials. ”

Cotton Jack's appearance is too conspicuous, he is the commander of the entire Dukedom campaign, his status is very high, and for the squadron leader, he is an unattainable figure.

"Yes. The squadron leader bowed his head.

"You've done a good job, would you like to join the main legion of the Dukedom? You might just be a squad leader. If you're willing to give in, I'll recommend you. "Cotton Jack didn't just arrive, he watched for more than ten seconds before he started. This squadron leader, willing to sacrifice for his teammates, is a good fighter.

The squadron leader was taken aback and stammered to reply: "I would like to ......"

"Well, just tell Nietzsche II that it's my order, you go to the Tower of Babel to report. ”

Cottonjack said no more, turned around, and disappeared into the air. He slaughtered more than sixty level dragons, and his magic power was consumed by sixty percent. Originally, it wasn't like this, but it was a huge drain to draw the magic power in the magic book to hit hard.

The power of thirty-three legendary magic, otherwise there would be no way to knock this mighty dragon unconscious.

After being stunned, the dragon's natural defensive power was unable to resist his splitting technique.

Besides, in order to kill the dragon in one second, all the magic was overclocked and released in the shortest possible time, so many legendary magic, all overclocked to the extreme, so that the dragon didn't even have the power to fight back. This consumed sixty percent of his strength, which shows how deep the accumulation of Cotton Jack is.

His training, almost all of which was with Xia He, had a strong Legendary-level combat experience.

Dragons are not easy to kill, and running away is a big problem.

The squadron leader laughed stupidly, the dragon corpse in the distance was still twitching, this thing must be a low-level animal, otherwise there would be no such phenomenon.

The squadron leader characterizes the dragon with a vicious idea, this thing is just like a lizard.

Jack hurried back to Yamaguchi Castle, this time, he teleported directly from the Tower of Babel to Yamaguchi Castle, and then used Yamaguchi Castle's magic circle to teleport to the vicinity of the accident site.

The consumption is not too big, and one dragon crystal is a big profit.

More than sixty levels of dragon crystal, even if this thing can be synthesized, the price will not be cheap.

Farther in the forest, a group of elves witnessed the battle from afar, and the elven mages at the head trembled with fear.

A legendary ancient dragon who was killed in seconds by a magician!

In the elven world, this legendary ancient dragon may not be considered a top-notch existence, but it is also a creature of less than a thousand.

The mage on the other side can't even afford a magic robe, what is he wearing?

How did such a poor mage advance to Legendary, and how did he have such great power?

Suddenly, a loud voice appeared in his head.

Boom!

As if the giant was beating the war drums, this sound appeared, and the elven mage's eyes instantly spurted out of the eyeballs, with blood, and his brain was already shaken into a pulp.

He watched the battle with spells, which was so easy.

When the magic book slammed into it, he sensed it, and he was already injured at that time, and he didn't know it.

The surrounding elves scrambled and jumped off the tree to check on the elven mage's injuries.

The elven mage is dead, and when he was peeping into the battle, he was discovered by Cotton Jack, and by the way, he was also given a touch during the attack.