In the square, the morale-weaker Dalaran and Gilneth soldiers were already frightened, and the "pop" sound made by the iron leg armor when it retreated seemed so harsh in the square. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At close range, the kings who have endured the maximum dragon power are also a little unbearable. Each has its own appearance, but the worst is undoubtedly Terenus. Terenus, who had only five combat strength, was directly frightened by Long Wei, and he took three steps back in a row and collapsed on his throne.

Of course, the rest of the kings either took a step back or fell down on one knee.

Even Ryan let out a long sigh and took a step back, not looking at Taranistaz.

Only Daillin Prodmore, with a scimitar and gritted teeth, even though his legs had begun to swing, even if the muscles on his neck were already exposed, even if the blood vessels on the back of his hands were swelling like whiskers, but he persevered, and met the terrifying golden vertical pupils of the ancient red dragon without fear.

Dai Lin suddenly took what seemed to be a heavy step, and he raised his sword straight towards the humanoid dragon!

"It's me, Daylin Prodmoor of the Kingdom of Kurtilas! This has nothing to do with the Alliance, nothing to do with my kingdom! I ask for justice from you, Taranistaz, purely as a father, for my son Drake Prodmore, who died under your flames!"

Dai Lin is out!

He really let it go!

Of course, he hated the tribe of the culprits.

But he also couldn't accept that the murderer who killed his son yesterday stood by his side today as a fellow member of the Alliance, and then he flattered these powerful allies with grievances, pretending that nothing had happened to fight alongside the Red Dragon.

Of course, he was furious, but he could not forgive himself, and because of his personal vendetta, he plunged the entire kingdom of Kul Tiras into the flames of the dragon.

So as a father who has lost his son, he challenges Taranis!

"Ho, what kind of justice do you want?" the dragon's tone was full of contempt.

"A duel!" Dai Lin's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he resolutely raised his knife and took another step forward, his bloodshot eyes staring at the humanoid red dragon.

"Hahahaha!" The dragon's laughter shocked everyone in the entire square: "It's up to you!?"

Everyone felt a boulder pressed against their chests under the terrifying dragon power, and there was a feeling of breathless depression.

Dai Lin, who had endured the maximum pressure, was already oozing blood from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know if it was a shock or if he bit his lip.

"Yes, it's up to me! a human who is incomparably small in the eyes of a dragon! I know I can't beat you, but I want at least a duel!

Almost at the moment when Dai Lin's words fell, a voice came eagerly from the sidelines: "No, father, don't do stupid things!"

Dalin's face changed, of course he knew who this voice was - Tenred Prodmore, his second son, the **** of the kingdom of Kurtilas.

At that moment, Dalin's eyes caught a glimpse of gold, which was his lover Gina Golden Sword. Dalein knew that she was for him, and he did not hesitate to break the taboo and directly used the portal to find Tanred, in order to dispel him from doing something stupid.

If Tannred is also affected by the dragon's wrath, then there will never be a single male heir to the entire Kul Tiras.

Gina's action with the golden sword hits right on the soft underbelly of Dalin.

Dalin's facial muscles twitched, and all sorts of thoughts in his head were at war between heaven and man.

The humanoid dragon showed a hint of sarcasm: "Yes, you have no chance of winning a duel with a dragon! Go back and watch your children, I don't guarantee if it will affect your family during the duel." You know, dragon breath is hard to control once it's spit out. ”

At this moment, Dalin's face turned cold, and he suddenly shouted: "Who helped me stop Tanrid! I, Dalin Prodmore, will be grateful to him forever!"

The gratitude of a dying man in exchange for the eternal resentment of his descendants?

Is this a foolish deal really being made?

Don't be surprised, someone did make a move.

"Suddenly!" a gust of wind blew, and along the direction of the [Generalissimo's Combat Staff], a huge ice wall three meters high, twenty meters wide, and half a meter thick stopped in front of Tan Ruide and Gina almost out of thin air.

It was Duke who shot!

Not only Dai Lin was stunned, but all the kings were extremely stunned.

Duke stopped Wen Leisha, who seemed to want to do something, with his other hand, and looked at Dalin with a calm face: "If you want me to help ask the Red Dragon Legion for an explanation, I helped." You want me to stop the next king of Kul Tiras, and I will help you. You owe me two favors!"

Two favors?

Do dead people still need to repay favors?

Dai Lin suddenly smiled, there were tears in the laughter, and there was also a faint desolation!

"From today onwards, Duke you are my Dalin's old brother!"

Without saying another word, ignoring the pleading voices of his son and lover, Dalin strode forward, throwing away his scabbard and his armor. This heroic man, who has been on the sea for twenty years, walked bare-chested and proudly walked towards the opponent he would never normally defeat.

"Hahaha! my chest is here!, do you dare to knife me?" said Taranistaz, smiling haughtily, slapping his majestic chest.

Without a sound, Dalin used his knife to make his answer as a father!

Lunge suddenly, sink your wrists, and stab forward!

The scimitar is best at chopping, but it doesn't mean that the sharp tip is the ornament.

Dalin's thrust is the limit of what a human warrior can do. The whole person turned into a streamer, and the human knife stabbed at Taranis!

This knife can be called the most perfect knife that Dai Lin has stabbed since he stepped into the hero realm.

Perhaps for the dragon's terrifying dynamic vision, the knife was as little as much as slow motion.

Perhaps after this stab, he would be tortured to death by the humanoid dragon in any form.

And yet he didn't care.

Abandon distracting thoughts, only for the justice of that knife!

The thousands of people present could no longer bear to look at it, and several kings secretly closed their eyes. Only Duke watched it all calmly with a slightly sad expression.

Time seems to freeze!

There was no such lightning strikeback.

There was no bloody and cruel torture.

When the touch of piercing flesh and bone came clearly from his hand, Dalin was stunned, and the audience was speechless.

Because...... Darin's epic scimitar, far from being enough to slay a dragon, struck the blade horizontally, and the sharp tip of the blade pierced through the gap between the two ribs on the left chest of the humanoid Taranistaz, stabbing the humanoid dragon's heart in half.

This...... How is that possible!? (To be continued.) )