Even though he had seen the strength of the crystal dragon, the scene in front of him still made Tuze's heart tremble.

A ten-meter-high, hundred-meter-long section of the city wall collapsed like tattered bean dregs under the impact of the crystal dragons, and countless werewolf warriors and lizardmen were buried under the rubble before they even had time to wail.

In Spartacus, he had personally experienced the battles in which the Crystal Dragons had participated, but due to the short time and the spell cast by Lear, he had not seen the bodies and boulders of the warriors being torn and ground like rags under the sharp dragon's teeth, and then turned into piles of dust mixed with blood and falling from between the teeth.

He hadn't seen the swamp warriors he once so proud of being crushed like ants, heads and bodies smashed by falling stones, and the collapsed walls slid into the moat, but the bright red blood and white brains and yellow ash made the waters look like boiled pig's brains, and from time to time a severed limb or two and a belly floated on it.

The lizardmen on the corner tower in the distance poured out the arrows in their hands desperately and even used bed crossbows, but whether it was feathered arrows and iron arrows or crossbow arrows up to two meters long, they only left one or two faint white spots on these crystal dragons, and they couldn't even break a piece of crystal scale armor, while those werewolves clenched the chain hammer in their hands but dared to stand still, their trembling thighs making them unable to even take a step forward.

When fear is magnified to a limit, it can only be broken by death and rebirth.

Dozens of witches poured out from the corner towers on both sides, and the sound of chanting incantations in unison was particularly magnificent even in this chaotic battlefield, and with the agitation of the voices, all kinds of magical light broke away from their hands, fireballs, thunderbolts, ice spikes, and weakness and sluggishness, all the magic they could think of poured out, but the result was desperate.

Except for a few spells that made the bodies of a few crystal dragons sway a little, most of the magic effects were offset by a layer of red light shining on the dragons' bodies - the materials used to forge their bodies were the highest magic crystals, which meant that the crystal dragons were born with extremely strong magic resistance, about forty percent if you were to use the data, but according to Lear's observations, this number was much more than that.

The few ice archery and thunderbolts that worked didn't do much damage to the dragons, but they undoubtedly aroused their anger, and Melos roared angrily and abandoned a section of the city wall in front of him, which had completely collapsed, and trampled the moat under his feet into a huge splash, and rushed straight towards the corner tower on the left.

"Boom!" A huge black shadow in the collapsed city wall suddenly slammed into Melos's body, and six huge python heads frantically tore her forelimbs and waist ribs, and the thick poisonous gas like ink instantly stained the crystal armor in those places into a dead gray like rotten flesh, Melos raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and then the heavy dragon tail smashed directly on the black shadow like a mountain and swept it away.

The ultimate hydra!

A lizardman with leopard skin on his head and hyena-like features appeared in the street along with several Ultimate Hydras, the narrow streets and the dwellings on both sides crumbling into ruins under the weight of Hydra's massive body, and his face looked colder than the blood-stained moat.

Tartaglia Captain Brufeld, whose grandfather was the first in his country to tame wild dragons, and whose father and family members were also famous dragon generals, brought his generation's fine bloodlines to the extreme.

In addition to his extraordinary talent for domesticating and commanding flying dragons, he accidentally discovered the eggs laid by the Hydra ten years ago when he went deep into the Negan Mountains to find the traces of the giant beast and successfully brought them back, and since then Tataglia has been protected by the Hydra.

Because of his outstanding personal ability and prestige in the army, even after West came to power, he was reined in and appeased, but it was only a quarter of an hour from the time he received the order to the time he arrived at the city gate, and the entire section of the city wall had been destroyed to such an extent, so how could he not be angry?

But before Brufeld could find Altyn and pour out his anger, a roar of pain suddenly alarmed him.

The hydra that took the lead in rushing to the city wall was now being trampled under the feet of a crystal dragon, the huge dragon teeth bite pieces of flesh and blood were thrown into the air like rags, the scarlet blood mixed with dark green venom gathered under it into a stream, the six terrifying snake heads struggled desperately, and the stubby limbs plowed the ground into dents one after another, and in just a few seconds, the hydra's body was already a large area of white bones exposed.

Melos may not be the strongest of all the crystal dragons, but even Quensha says that she has the most temper, and the hydra may be terrifying to the swamp people, but their height of nearly ten meters is like the difference between an eight-year-old child and an adult compared to Melos, and for this monster that rashly attacked her, she naturally gave a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

"Bold!" Brunfield saw this, his teeth cracked, and in an instant, several other hydras roared and rushed towards Melos, and at the same time, a layer of white light quickly covered the entire battlefield, and the defenders' counterattack immediately became much more fierce because of this white light.

The rhythm of war!

A longbow made of pure gold appeared in Brunfield's hand at some point, and a comet-like light stabbed into the crystal dragon's body as the bowstring fell back with a sound that made the air tremble.

"Roar!" Melos let out a sudden roar of pain, and her huge body suddenly fell from Hydra's body, the light was only a drop in the bucket compared to her huge size, but the damage it caused to her was as if she had been hit directly by a meteorite.

Crystals rained down, the crimson of the sun like congealed blood, and a golden arrow plunged straight into Melos' thigh, and the crystals around the middle arrow showed a spider's web-like crack.

The benefits of this arrow are much better than that of the injured Gru!

Melos's massive body smashed up a cloud of dust at the broken wall, and the roar of rage made even the wasteland tremble, and the next few hydras roared and rushed in, but a large red shadow smashed into the smoke and dust at an even faster speed.

The roars of two different creatures rang out in the smoke and dust, but Brunfield could hear clearly, one of the dragon's anger at the provocation of the reptiles, and the other of the fear of the sheep when they were slaughtered by the tigers.

He raised the golden bow in his hand again.

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