The rusty progenitor dragon was within reach, Ouyang's eyes emitted a strong possessiveness, he suddenly felt that the dragon eagle's flying speed was so slow, its wings flapped so leisurely but there was no strength of the flying dragon.

The Harpy's figure was so swift that he saw drops of blood quickly piercing the vermilion rot. Falling, falling, as if hearing the thud of a spring. And the falling feathers, stained with vermilion rot, like decaying petals, slowly drifted past him, and then swirled with the wind......

Fast and slow, he suddenly longed for the feeling of piercing through the air so quickly when he was grabbed by Eply's shoulder.

Just like the exhilarating feeling of blue and white electric light!

There was a power suppressed in Ouyang's heart, it seemed that only a roar could bring it out, a power that could only be vented through sound! The power of sound that was vented in the screams of Harpia, that burst out in the chanting of Huojiasi's war song!

In the transmission of sacrificial knowledge, there is a voice that can stir up monstrous waves and subdue the Quartet. Everything is prostrate at this sound, losing control of its body! But it has left, long ago!

Oh!

Oh!

How Ouyang wished that he was possessed by Kui Niu, and with a roar, he shook off all the flying insects with flickering wings in front of him! But he was not, but something heavier was deposited on his chest, and a kind of admiration for Kui Niu rose from his heart for no reason, and he opened his mouth. A familiar feeling, suddenly, reminded him of the time when Miriam was injured.

This fat man, who has the identity of the natural soul singer of the Beamon Sacrifice, comprehended a new battle song under the guidance of the underworld, and a slow song sounded:

"The call of the heart, always lingering / The cloud in the wind, it is coming to me / The man in the distance, still waiting / The familiar voice, is no longer there;

You said you were leaving/I'll be back tomorrow/I can't forget it/Do you remember to come now/Turning around is not a farewell/Separation is inseparable/If you meet the old one/Please bring it back;

The stars and the moon are so bright, the wind is so free/The grassland in the dream, the vow is like a flower/After singing this song, who wakes up first/If you don't separate, why bother ...... in the future"

As he finished singing, a purple aura pulled out of his fingers, grew larger, and enveloped the Viku Dragoon from the bottom up in front of him, stopping at the feet of the harpy a dozen yards away.

The Veku and Rusty Ancestral Dragons who were shrouded in this aura suddenly slowed down, as if the air around them had condensed into gelatin, blocking their movements. The speed at which the Viku cast their magic slowed, and the speed at which the rusty Ancestral Dragon's wings flapped slowed.

As their wings flapped slowly, the lift provided was not enough to provoke their bodies, and they gradually sank. The Harpys outside the aura were unaffected, and their attacks seemed a little faster to the slow Vikus.

The harpy in the sky and the Viku in the middle of it didn't know what was happening, and Beamon on the ground exclaimed in unison, "Campas is on top!".

"Little Ferret, what happened, what war song did Luke comprehend this time, why did those Viku people slow down?" asked Mirien, patting the surprised Huo Jiasi next to her.

"The God of War is above, that's the 'Ginger Patience Song', that sauce purple aura is the 'Sluggish Halo', Lu Kai actually comprehended the cursed war song on his own!" Huo Jiasi didn't seem to hear Mirien's question.

"And what does this war song do, does it make people move slower?" Miriam asked again, not getting the answer she wanted.

"The 'Sluggish Aura' slows down enemy movement and cast speeds, and even slows down people's minds by a third. It can be said that it is the mage nemesis of Beamon's war song!" Hogarth turned her head to look Miriam up and down, revealing a wicked smile, "Especially a mage like you who needs to chant and cast spells. ”

"Will you, then?" Miriam quickly asked, sensing the threat in Hogarth's tone.

"You're lucky, I didn't comprehend this battle song. This is a scepter-level war song, and only a natural soul singer like Lu Kai can comprehend it on his own. Seeing Mirien's nervous appearance, Huo Jiasi laughed.

"Hmph, what's so funny, one day I will become the Great Magister and make your dragon dragon into a boiled dragon eagle. Miriam was unconvinced.

Huo Jiasi shook her head, ignoring the mermaid princess's fantasies, and turned her gaze back to the air, controlling the dragon eagle to attack.

In the air, Ouyang had already left the Dragon Eagle's back and jumped onto the back of a rusty Ancestral Dragon, wrestling with a Viku man.

The Viku, who had been panicking about the slowdown, saw the enemy leap onto the dragon's back and fight him hand-to-hand—the enemy had stubby, round limbs, and was only half his height, and the Viku laughed twice to show his contempt for this self-defeating creature.

Stopping the "Ice Arrow" in his hand, the knight pulled out the dragon spear on his back and stabbed it into the heart of the round ball of flesh.

The dragon's back of the Rusty Ancestral Dragon belongs only to Ingval, and no one has ever dared to challenge the Dragon's back of Ingval!

Ouyang pursed the corners of his lips helplessly at the enemy's contemptuous laughter and the way of attacking without taking the fat man in his eyes. The machete flung to his back slashed horizontally, the hilt sweeping away the spear from the opponent, and the subsequent slash sliced the Veku man's abdomen open.

With a slash from the strange power, the Viku man split into two and threw out the dragon's back.

"There is a price to pay for underestimating Humpty and Dumpty!" Ouyang spat out a mantra at the two corpses, and seemed to say to everyone.

After taking out an enemy, Ouyang reversed the blade and slapped the rusty progenitor dragon's head, knocking the beast unconscious, while he himself jumped behind the other dragon with the help of the popping spider silk.

The stunned rusty Archaeoptor's dragon fell to the ground, where mastiffs were already waiting for the beast that had become their boss's possession.

The other person, the Viku man who was attached to the mount by the spider silk, saw that a partner was easily dealt with by this fat man, and his heart became vigilant, and the spear in his hand stabbed towards Ouyang from a distance. The Iveku people can be killed at ten meters, and no matter how powerful this fat man's knife is, it is impossible to cut him.

And Ouyang, who was swinging in the air, saw through the enemy's plan and gave up the way to engage with the opponent in hand-to-hand combat. He let go of the spider silk in his hand, and threw the machete in both hands at the Viku. The powerful machete easily pierced the Veku's body, knocking it off the dragon's back and following in the footsteps of his companions.

Successfully killing the enemy, Ouyang unleashed another stream of spider silk and jumped onto the back of the Rusty Ancestor Dragon, scanning the surrounding situation.

Under the effect of the "sluggish aura", all the movements of the Viku and their mounts have slowed down, and they are no longer the match for the agile Harpy, who still has the advantage in numbers. After the Harpy quickly took out the dozen or so Veku who were not shrouded in the aura, the situation turned one-sided.

"Folks of Harbia, time is running out, quickly clear out the enemy!" Ouyang silently calculated the remaining time of the "sluggish aura" and commanded towards the harpy.

He was answered by a neat cry from the Harpy, and a denser stream of feathered arrows and lightning fell on the Viku. The pain of the feather arrow stabbing on the body made the Viku's aura-affected heads sober up a little, but they couldn't move quickly. In addition, the Harpy's lightning had a paralyzing effect, and the Viku who were attacked by the lightning were paralyzed and their mounts and fell to the ground together, while more than twenty screaming mastiffs were waiting for them on the ground.

The mastiffs attacked before the Viku could hit the ground, and in small groups, they threw their iron rods at the Viku dragoons, who had nowhere to hide. Regardless of whether they hit or not, they rushed up after throwing the iron rods, and beat the Viku people to the ground with three strikes and five divisions. And Ouyang pointed out that the rusty ancestral dragon that stayed alive was swollen with a few bags on his head and was knocked unconscious.

Little Gronflegg was even more direct, carrying the goblin Fitz, who actually couldn't look down on the falling rusty progenitor dragons, and jumped up and swooped down on the cavalry still flying in the air. Fitz's slingshot sneak attack did a good job of confusing the knight's vision, and Flegg, who was able to stabilize his body on the rusty Ancestral Dragon, unceremoniously swept Ingval away. After stunning the victim, it jumps towards another rusty Ancestral Dragon.

Ouyang, who was standing on the back of the dragon, saw his subordinates so cooperative, he let out a long roar, and the spider silk in his hand popped out one after another, but this time it was not on the body of the rusty progenitor, but aimed at the Viku people on their backs. These tough and sticky white lines made the Viku people helpless, all of them were ripped off the dragon's back by Ouyang and fell to the ground, waiting for them were the warlike mastiffs, but before they could fall to the ground, they were choked by several House archers with an arrow.

The six House archers leisurely looked at the sky, you one, I divided the fallen Viku one by one, and the mastiffs often waited for a Viku to fall to the ground, and several people rushed up to pick up the iron rod and were about to knock it down, only to find that the Viku had an iron arrow stuck in his throat, and he was already out of breath.

"Hey, Veron, you're too unkind, and leave us a few tooth sacrifices!" Kosha knew whose handiwork it was, and Kosha was not happy to see it, and called out to Veron, who was shooting an arrow and was retracting his bow.

"Oh, Kosha, that's Miriam-sama's order. Verren spread his hands and said there was no discussion.

Kosha turned his head to look at the woods, and sure enough, he saw the blonde Mirien sitting on the back of a strange horse, wielding the "Water Arrow Technique" in her hand to attack the Viku people who were torn off by Ouyang, and from time to time she shouted "Quick, shoot him quickly!"

Killing the enemy with water arrows like this was an experience that the mermaid princess had never had, and she forgot Ouyang's warning for a while, and ran out of the thorn bushes to excitedly pick up the water arrows, while Lalandia stood beside her with a bow.

Reluctantly, Kosha shook his blonde hair into waves, and led his brothers back to clean up the wyverns.

In the sky, Ouyang cleaned up the Viku people who were close to him, and then jumped on the dragons' backs one by one to knock these flying dragons unconscious.

Standing at the last end of the wyvern who lost his cavalry, he looked at the closest Viku dragoon, silently calculated the distance, and found that his spider silk could not reach that far distance, and now the spider silk he popped out was only about twenty meters long, and he couldn't reach the Viku man thirty meters away.

Ouyang looked at the rusty progenitor dragon under his feet and tried to control it to fly there, but these rusty progenitor dragons were raised by the Weiku people since childhood, and others had no way to control it without mastering the skills, Ouyang pulled the reins a few times, and the beast screamed, but it didn't move.

"Brute!" Ouyang cursed, and two strands of spider silk popped out with both hands, attached to the wings of the rusty ancestral dragon, and through traction, he pulled it crookedly and moved towards that side.

The Rusty Progenitor Dragon struggled to move a few meters, but the Viku people over there had already reacted, and a wave of "ice shock" hit the wyvern's head accurately, knocking the beast unconscious.

"I'm Diboro!" Ouyang scolded, feeling that the wyvern under his feet was about to fall, he ran a few steps, stepped on the dragon's head, and jumped towards the Viku dragoon on the other side, and when he was closest, a stream of spider silk spurted towards the opponent's wyvern.

However, a water arrow shot from the side deflected his spider silk, and Ouyang saw that his spider silk did not stick to the flying dragon, and his body was falling towards the ground. He looked up at the Viku who had knocked off his spider silk with an ice arrow, and was shocked to see that the Viku had two high protrusions on his chest, apparently a woman, smiling mockingly at him.

Looking at the smile on that thin face, Ouyang was about to sacrifice the spiral armor shield and smash it over, when he suddenly felt a tightness on his shoulders, and Ai Puli's voice came from his head:

"My Lukey, why are you so angry with a woman. ”

"Uh, Epally, I found that these wyverns can't be controlled, is it only these Veku people who can control them?" Ouyang replied with a snort, Epally's claws were clasped in his flesh and hurt, I don't know how deliberate it was.

"Yes, only the Viku can control these rusty Ancestral Dragons. ”

"Then, send me up, that female Viku will be caught alive, and I will be specially raised for dragons in the future!" Ouyang said hatefully.

"Hehe, okay, my husband. ”

After speaking, Ai Puli had already appeared behind the female Viku man with Ouyang, and Ouyang knocked her on the back of the head, and the female Viku man was knocked unconscious by him with a muffled snort.

Ouyang landed on the dragon's back, tied up the female Viku with spider silk, and stuffed it to Epuri: "Please take this captive down, I will clean up these guys." ”

"Okay. Epli lifted the Viku and flew to the ground.

Ouyang stood on the back of the flying dragon, fluttering his hands, and yelled at those Viku people, "Feel the horror of spiders, cubs!"

A total of eight spider silks hit the body of the eight rusty progenitor dragons, and Ouyang summoned a complete "Jiaotu Carapace" on the back of the flying dragon under his feet, and the heavy carapace made the beast scream for a while, unable to support such a weight at all, and sank to the ground.

Ouyang quickly glued eight spider silks connected to the flying dragon to the carapace, and suspended the huge carapace in the air, while he himself burrowed into the carapace and pulled out a string of spider silk connected to the armor weapon, like a large bunch of October grapes, standing on top of the carapace.

I saw him standing in the wind, pulling the spider silk in one hand, and taking off the armor and weapons on them one by one with the other, and throwing one at the Vikus. Under Ouyang's strange power, these armors that originally weighed a few catties or weapons that weighed only a dozen catties seemed to have become meteors, smashing on the Weiku people with ten thousand momentum.

Seeing the attack of iron weapons, the Viku people drew their spears and tried to block these things, but they were surprised to find that the impact on these iron tools far exceeded the bearing of their weapons and hands, and suddenly the spears were broken, and their hands were torn apart, or their bones were broken by their armor, or their bodies were pierced by weapons, and they were knocked off the dragon's back.

Under the suppression of Ouyang's rogue fighting style and the number of harpies, when the effect of the "sluggish aura" dissipated, most of the more than three hundred Viku people were knocked to the ground, and under the iron rods of the mastiffs, only an ownerless rusty progenitor dragon was left in the sky wailing.

The battle ended later, and those flying dragons that Ouyang had taken a fancy to were all driven to the ground with the efforts of the harpy banshee.

Ouyang stood in front of these beasts, happily looking at these rusty ancestral dragons crawling uneasily on the ground under the care of the mastiffs, as if he saw a group of mastiff flying cavalry soaring in his territory.

In the end, under Kosha's inventory, they had obtained a total of 263 mounts of the future flying cavalry this time.

And the only captured Viku was the female Viku who Ouyang knocked out.

ps：

This chapter reads like Xiao Xi's current nose breathing, congested, and it doesn't make sense. There is no flow account of scenery, psychology, and state description.