Chapter 310: Really Look Up to Me (Page 1/1)

The Dark Elf warships have been transformed into bright torches. The intense light of the fire combined with the billowing smoke stimulated the visual cells of each of the dark elves, deepening their fear.

No one expected that they would be fatally struck seven or eight hundred kilometers away from the land of Bakaria.

What to conquer the unknown fertile lands!

What a large number of human slaves were captured!

What to please the dark gods with a lot of blood!

Everything looks doomed!

Malekis' hands trembled with rage.

"We ...... Do you want to attack?" Morath asked quietly.

"How?" The only eyeballs that appeared under Malekith's metal mask were bloodshot with terror, and he pointed at Vimona, who was high and fast as lightning.

In mid-air, Vimana was abusing vegetables.

In terms of hand-to-hand combat in air combat, it is estimated that the black dragon will be very strong.

Martin hopes that he can have a thousand or hundreds of black dragons under his command, so that any chaos army can push it over.

It's a pity that he has it.

In the face of the black dragon, the Pegasus Knight or something is a pot of vegetables.

In front of Vimona, the black dragon is also a pot of vegetables.

The Wyvern, whose flight speed does not exceed a hundred kilometers per hour, is in Martin's eyes like a moth fluttering its wings in slow motion. Except for being beaten a little, it's not a big deal.

【King's Treasure】!

Snort!

Vimana was so fast that she had clearly circled around a black dragon and shot three epic spears in three successions.

But in the eyes of onlookers, three dazzling golden rays of light shot from three directions.

It looks like an instant that makes up the famous three-part circular logo of a Mercedes-Benz car.

Piercing the wings of the hapless black dragon from left to right, fatally wounding the right shoulder blade from the left front chest, and breaking the spine while breaking the left abdomen.

The vitality of the black dragon is directly evacuated!

What's even more sad is that Martin took advantage of Vimona's high speed and even directly recovered the weapon that was fired. This is the nature of the King's Treasure.

As long as the weapons that are ejected from the lightning are not contaminated, or the connection with Martin is severed from the soul level, the weapons within a kilometer of Martin can be directly recovered into the [King's Treasure].

In a certain concept, even Martin felt like a bug.

Just when he thought that he could successfully strangle all the black dragons of the other party, and then free his hands to deal with those huge sea fortresses, the Black Ark.

The other party told him with practical actions that nothing is an absolute bug. It's a battle of the gods!

Martin didn't even realize the other party's trap, and when he drove Vimona to kill the black dragon of the dark elves, those black arks had already formed a mysterious formation.

The black mist on a black ark swayed, and it was a black hole that resisted the light, as if it had become a black hole that sucked in all the light.

Two ...... Ten, dozens!

Each of these small black holes resonated in a strange way, filling the entire ocean with black mist in the blink of an eye.

Martin immediately noticed that the flames of several burning battleships slightly closer to the ark were swallowed up. The Dark Elves are a cruel race, and this is clearly not meant to save people. The black mist devoured the flames as well as the life.

Under the system's telescope function, Martin clearly saw that the dark elves who were running around on the deck a moment ago to try to extinguish the fire suddenly fell to their knees in pain, and in less than three seconds, they directly turned into dried corpses.

The dark elves who jumped into the sea for fear of fire could not escape their fate.

They struggled in pain for a few moments, and then sank to the bottom of the deep and evil sea.

In the next moment, even Martin had already sensed that something was wrong, and directly let Vimora start to climb. It's a pity that it's a step too late.

The storm margin that surrounds the center of this storm has mysteriously changed. Exaggerated walls of water rise from the sea.

From sea level, it rose to the clouds in one fell swoop.

How tall is this?

The eye of the storm, which was originally clear, had an extremely low cloud layer at some point, and it was about 500 meters above the sea surface.

Vimo, who was fighting at a low altitude, suddenly felt as if he had been knocked into a huge can.

Martin couldn't imagine what was going to happen next.

Vimona was like crashing into a pulp, sticky and sluggish. One moment it was still playing fast and furious, and the next moment it became a turtle-level speed.

This kind of speed is simply unbearable. It's like driving a Ferrari one second, and having to drive a broken tractor the next.

Martin suddenly remembered a nasty joke: 'Silly X first forcibly pulls his opponent's IQ to the same level as him, and then defeats the smart man ...... with unmatched skill'.

The black dragon could not break through the Mach level at speed, but Marekis, or Marselan, forcibly used his divine power to pull down his Martin's speed.

At this time, on the largest black ark, the Witch King Marekis shouted, "Come on, Seraphim, destroy that abominable golden ark, and I will decorate my throne with its fragments!"

In response to the Witch King's call, the front cabin of the Witch King's Black Ark was wide open. A surging cloud of black smoke erupted from within.

A pair of huge black wings fluttered out from the dark mist ahead, revealing a terrifying dragon face in front of the world. The fierce light flashed, and beneath the huge horns were a pair of golden bulbous eyes with long, narrow pupils, and thick black scales that looked like swarms of hills.

The sturdy forelimbs clinged to the side of the ship, and the long, sharp claws scraped a sharp sound on it.

"Roar—" A mighty dragon roar erupted from the bloody jaw, and a black flame was faintly visible in the throat.

The Witch King pressed his palm out of thin air, and the ball of dark light that popped out of his palm supported his entire body and flew into the air. Malekis flew into the saddle of his largest black dragon mount.

Where he had just stood, the glamorous Dark Witch queen whistled. A dark pegasus of a divine steed also flapped its wings, flew out of the black mist, and hovered in front of Moras.

The witch queen was a little on her feet, and her whole body flew up gracefully, and she sat on the saddle in this way. She tugged at the reins in her left hand, and at some point she had a long axe and spear in her right hand.

The aura of darkness lingered on the body of the spear, a terrible soul bound by the power of darkness.

Following the two who flew up, twelve terror lords who also controlled the black dragon flew up and swooped down on Vimana, who had slowed down dramatically.

Martin smiled: "Hehe!

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