Dragons, the most powerful species on the planet in modern times, were once humiliated as reptiles.

The Night Stalker's humiliating blow finally made the Winter Wyvern see his ultimate goal thoroughly, and it turned out that he was nothing more than a pawn for the Night Stalker to find the Sky Dragon and seize the Eye of Skadi.

After recognizing everything in front of him, the innate dragon pride flowing in the blood of the Winter Wyvern began to wake up from the silence.

Reason began to suppress the murderous intent and bloodlust in his heart, and gradually suppressed the Night Stalker's power.

Looking at the back shrouded in darkness in front of him, the Winter Wyvern's heart clearly conveyed the fear of this demon.

But for some reason, he still opened his fangs, ready to use his own way to judge the alien in front of him who insulted the dragon clan.

It's just that the huge head like a pile driver was easily taken down by the other party's disproportionate palm.

With just one palm, the Night Stalker clamped down on the Winter Wyvern's entire body, making it difficult for him to move no matter how hard he struggled.

He turned his head slowly, his face was still cold and he couldn't see the slightest mood swing, but his cold words were filled with endless killing intent, "A reptile is a reptile, and I don't even know how to maintain the most basic allegiance, I didn't want to kill you, since you chose to betray, then give me a complete disappearance!"

The sharp palm stained with black blood grabbed the void violently, and the body of the Winter Wyvern suddenly froze, and in an instant, the huge pain that broke his heart and lungs made his entire dragon body lie backwards.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the desolate cry could no longer hear the majesty of the dragon's roar, but more like the fear and despair of an animal to be slaughtered, facing death.

Countless dark night bats, like mushrooms after a rain, strangely broke through the scale armor of the Winter Wyvern and came out of its flesh.

Every pore on the body of the Winter Wyvern has almost become an entrance, and between bites, his dragon wings, dragon claws, dragon cavity, and dragon body are gradually crushed by the dark night bat group that hatches out of the flesh.

And in the face of this upheaval, the Winter Wyvern could do nothing but fear and roar.

With extreme remorse and unwillingness in his eyes, he said his last words to the dragons above and the old enemy who had fought for countless years, "This devil must be destroyed." ”

When the mouth of the Winter Wyvern completed the last character conveyance, the giant mouth that had once licked the blood of countless creatures was completely overwhelmed by the dark night bat swarm.

The body of the Winter Wyvern directly turned into thousands of Night Bat of different sizes, hovering around the Night Stalker's body and roaring.

Seeing the cold winter flying dragon below die so tragically, a little regret and helplessness still rose in the heart of the Sky Dragon.

Although the two of them broke up the entire dragon clan for the position of the patriarch of the dragon clan, but no matter what, this is a matter within the dragon clan after all, and now seeing that his own kind, or the only successor of the frost family, was killed by an alien race like this, the heart of the dragon of the sky still quickly rose to the idea of revenge.

"Kill me!"

The fluctuating emotions did not affect the decision of the Sky Dragon, and he ordered the dragons to launch the clarion call for a general attack.

After receiving the order again, the dragons in the sky immediately gathered again and surged down like a torrential wave.

The dark sky was completely covered by the mighty dragons, and the fierce wind brought by the dragons dancing together made the eyes of the Night Demon King several kilometers below couldn't help but show a little solemnity.

But behind the solemnity, a sinister smile brought by fanaticism quickly climbed up the Night Stalker's cheek.

He opened his five fingers wide, and gently pushed in the direction where the dragon group was attacking, and the dark night bat swarm behind him suddenly hissed, like boiling water, surging wildly upwards uncontrollably.

For the dragon clan, the species of the Night Bat does not even have the qualifications to appear in their eyes, but when the number of a certain party completely exceeds a certain magnitude, it is impossible to continue to judge the strength of the other party in a normal weighing way.

With a bite in the air, dozens of night bat became the soul of the dragon's mouth, but at the same time, his body had also been occupied by hundreds, if not thousands, of night bats.

The dragon armor of the dragon clan has always been a defensive weapon that dragons are proud of, not to mention spears and halberds, even ammunition and artillery, I am afraid that they will not be able to easily break through their defenses.

However, these Night Shadow Bats, with the help of the Night Stalker's unique Night Bloodthirsty Power, possess no more aggressiveness than the same day, and with a single bite, the sharp teeth are like blessings with hydraulic machinery, easily and quickly piercing through the dragon scales.

Dragon's blood with temperature shot out of these wounds wantonly, and the extreme cold around it frantically plundered the residual heat in the blood.

The smell of blood, like flowers blooming in the air, spit out sweet pollen, attracting all the bloodthirsty night bats around them, and the swarms began to fish towards the wounds on the dragon's body.

What happened then was exactly the same as what happened to the Winter Wyvern.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as the body of a giant dragon is occupied, then the huge energy in its body will hatch more Night Ghost Bats to join the army of rebels.

This plague-like perverted contagion began to spread frantically almost as soon as the two troops met each other.

In a short time or two, the huge dragon group was followed by the attack, and more and more dark night ghost bats attacked and retreated, and the losses were extremely heavy.

Seeing that his troops were about to collapse under this group of ghost bats, how could the Sky Dragon sit idly by, his chest cavity, and the fiery red halo around his body shone again, and the majestic white energy slanted out from his mouth, turning into a thick and gentle fog tide, blowing towards the entire sky.

This seemingly understated energy impact, but the freezing power contained in it is terrifying and terrifying.

As soon as they were contaminated by this cold wave, the bats were instantly frozen into lifelike natural ice sculptures, and then fell straight from the sky, fell to the ground, and turned into black ice crystals.