The dragon was running wildly on the ground, a black tide of necromancers following it like heavy wings.

Beside the beast, the magic of the sages was still there, and the transparent orb that expelled the air from it followed it, preventing the dragon from returning to the sky.

This emboldened the swarm, which rained down its bombs like a rain of bombs on the ground with the means they were good at.

The dragon had countless wounds on its back, and it roared silently in the thin air, flapping its wings in vain.

But the behemoth could not rise into the sky.

It wandered unwillingly on the ground, then raised its head high.

The necromancers rose into the sky like flames, black phantoms soaring into the sky, wailing and dancing like a grand firework.

The swarm in the sky began to dodge, but to no avail.

It seemed like just an instant, black flames rose, and everywhere they went, the group fell.

The Royal One, which had just returned to the battlefield, was once again out of combat power.

"Analysis. ”

"Physical destruction. ”

The flagship bridge, the military headquarters, the magic tower sage hall, the commanders of this war all fell silent.

Even the worst estimates are not to such an extent, and if the undead spirit that covers the sky and the sun can actually touch reality, then the power possessed by the dragon is too terrifying.

By this time, the dragon had stopped howling, and it had refocused on the third tower, at the far edge of the city, beyond the fires lit by the dragon's breath, not yet in ruins.

The beast ran wild like a black wolf, rushing out of the flames, and in that instant, the magic that enveloped it dissipated.

The dragon flapped its wings and swayed into the sky, regaining the feeling of flying after knocking down several buildings.

The necromancers in the sky began to swoop downward, presumably like the scene of skyrocketing magma falling from a volcanic eruption, but it was far more terrifying than that.

Leading the ominous retinue, the dragon reached its destination, a small church on a hill.

The beast didn't change its attack at all, and it slammed straight into the hill.

A loud roar rang out, and the dragon didn't notice the screams and swear words mixed with the crash.

The explorers hid in the chapel and prepared to give the dragon a surprise attack, but they were caught off guard because they did not anticipate the dragon's attack.

But everyone was overjoyed.

"The countess guessed right!"

The one who brought the explorers here was the countess.

After receiving the task, the explorers began to move at the speed of explorers, but soon they discovered that mortals could not pass through the flames at all, and everyone could only watch as the dragon destroyed the two magic towers in front of them.

It was then that the Countess appeared before the explorers, who pointed out the location of the third magic tower and told them that it was the most suitable place for an ambush.

This is indeed the case.

After all, the only place where the dragon must go is these four magic towers, and there is no one surrounded by unquenchable flames.

Now, the behemoth has arrived, and the explorers are full of confidence.

Then the second impact struck, and the chapel finally collapsed, one of the outer walls fell, half of the roof completely cracked, and the rubble collapsed.

The dragon had not yet toppled the entire hill, but it had lifted half of the hill with terrifying brute force, and the rocks mixed with dirt were pushed to the other side of the hill, and the chapel was like a boat in a storm, crumbling.

The explorers scattered in all directions, and their planned appearance did not appear, and like all expeditions, the perfect plan was accidentally interrupted, and the explorer threw away all plans in the first place.

"Rush!"

Screaming and rushing out of the ruins, the warriors rushed towards the dragon, like the protagonists of the story to save the world, and now it was the moment of glorious decisive battle.

Then the explorers found themselves facing a horde of necromancers.

It was a terrifying group of beings that humans simply could not fight, they were phantoms of the dead, forever wailing, with the appearance of before death, and the mere appearance was enough to break the spirit of mortals.

And when this group of shadows attacked, the explorers collapsed in an instant.

The ghost's attacks are pervasive and simply defenseless, while at the same time, they ignore their swords and are unscathed under their blades.

The explorers collectively turned around and fled in the direction they came.

"What to do!"

"I can't beat it!"

Then a man's chant rang out.

"Science! give me salvation,

Whoever dies innocently,

Peace,

Whoever is good before he is born,

Don't go to hell,

He who makes the dead appear in the world,

It's the devil,

Servant of the soul,

You will be rewarded!"

Shining white light illuminated the chaotic battlefield, and the sky of dead dissipated silently.

The explorers stopped, turned to look at the spectacle, and laughed.

"The tricks of the scientific master are very good. ”

It was the Anglican priests, and they didn't have as many full-time combat priests as the Holy See, but the Puritans still possessed basic magic.

This time it was the Countess who brought them here to save the capital of the Empire from the dragon's wings.

They had already completed the first step, and then it was the Countess's turn.

The explorers suddenly discovered that even without the Necromancy, they still had to face an enemy that would never be defeated.

The dragon's third impact descended, and the same terrifying force poured down on the hill as the previous two times, except that this time the explorer saw with their own eyes how it shattered the boulder.

The dirt covering the top of the hill had been bulldozed, revealing the rocks below, which cracked when the dragon crashed into them.

The explorers were ready to flee once more.

But before that, the light shone from under their feet.

The countess appeared at the top of the hill, and she stood at the edge of the boulder, facing the dragon.

She's done a spell.

"When the dragon stops, you start attacking, don't waste time, understand?"

The explorers roared excitedly, knowing that the Countess had prepared a spell that would restrain the beast and stop its attacks.

"We're going to hack it to death!"

The Countess did not pay attention to the confidence that the explorers took for granted, she was busy completing this magic, and it was not long before the essence area was restored, and there was still one last step before this incomparably complex magic could be completed.

In other places, it would be almost impossible, but in Ruidu City, relying on the essence supply of the essence area, the countess has performed miracles.

This is the true meaning of the existence of the Essence District, in this city, any magician will become stronger.