The first time he saw the Holy Dragon Phantom, Xiluo knew that he might kick the iron plate this time.

Although he had never seen such a dragon before, the powerful power of the other party was far superior to the two sea serpents he had brought.

Even the sea snake could barely be considered a seventh-level class, but Xiluo knew that even a real sea dragon could not have the same power as the blue dragon, but this also stimulated the ferocity in his heart.

Xiluo could see that this dragon should only be a soul shadow condensed by some kind of spell but did not have a substance, which would greatly reduce its strength, and he himself, as a seventh-level fish-man warrior, also controlled two sea snakes, and should have the strength to fight no matter what.

In fact, his judgment was also correct, if it was a real Ice and Snow Holy Dragon, let alone the Sea Snake, even two Sea Dragons would not be enough to see, but when he was considering the comparison of combat power, he obviously did not take into account the figure on the back of the Holy Dragon.

Soon he suffered.

Under the command of Xiluo, more than a dozen crocodile warriors quickly dispersed, and the two sea snakes dived under the pitch-black sea for the first time.

Although Silo was brutal, he was not stupid at all, and for the first time he faced such a powerful creature, he mobilized all the forces that could compete with it.

As for those ordinary fish-man Xiluo, they never thought that they had the ability to harm the Holy Dragon, and the cannon fodder behavior was all carried out by the half-bloods, and the lives of the true pure-blooded fish-man warriors would be cherished.

And they had other things to do, and the enemies on the top of the cliff had also come down.

Lear stood on the back of the holy dragon, hunting the cold wind blowing his mage robes, and the reason why he didn't let Hag be a dragon knight again this time and went into battle himself was because he felt a strong aura of danger from Silo.

Haag may be strong in land warfare, but it's better to do things like air raids yourself, and letting the barbarians ride on the back of a dragon is almost like a decoration.

When the roaring dragon swooped into the sky above Silo and the other fish-man warriors, a cold breath of the dragon became Lear's first gift to them.

At the same time, a scorching light rose from his palm.

"Defense! The other party is a mage!"

Siloh shouted at his men, and he himself began to move rapidly on the ground to avoid the dragon's breath that had been lost on the ground like a lotus flower.

Unlike humans and other intelligent creatures, the Fish-Men possess a strong physique, but are born without any magical affinity, and all powerful Fish-Men follow the path of physical sanctification.

Many sea tribes, including crocodile warriors, have a physique that can compete with ferocious sea beasts and possess strong magic resistance, but in order to compensate for the lack of spell casting ability, they also have to unite with the krakens and sea witches.

It's just that the pursuit started very hastily, and Silo didn't think that he would encounter any stubborn resistance at all, so he only had a small number of krakens in his ranks, and those creatures obviously couldn't bring any harm to the giant dragon in the sky.

This was evident from their trembling bodies alone.

But Siloh didn't look very panicked, and from the cruel and cold light in the corner of his eyes, he could see that although he was fleeing, he kept moving towards the sea.

He controlled his speed with ease, neither letting the ice condensed by the dragon's breath catch up with him, nor going too far out of that range.

He was waiting, waiting for the moment Lear came into his range of attack.

The fish-man doesn't have air supremacy, but as long as Lear is pulled to the ground, isn't a fragile mage left to be slaughtered?

But how could Lear not see such an obvious decoy?

The corners of his mouth sneered, and he held two huge fireballs in his hands and pointed at Xiluo, and at the same time, the holy dragon under his feet rose again after squirting a breath of dragon breath.

Although there was no entity, the giant wings of the holy dragon still caused gusts of wind.

The wind fueled the fire, and two huge fireballs with a diameter of more than two meters flew towards Xiluo like cannonballs, and if they were hit head-on, they would be seriously injured if they didn't die.

"Carving insect skills!"

Xiluo snorted coldly, although the two bursting fireballs looked terrifying, they were not a threat to the fish-man with a strong physique.

The reason is actually very simple, after visually inspecting the trajectory of the bursting fireball, Xiluo can be sure that his speed is faster and can be easily avoided.

No matter how powerful the spell is, it must be fought only by the middle, otherwise it will be just two large fireworks.

Just as the holy dragon was rising again and the dragon's belly swept over the sea, a sudden change occurred.

Two black objects suddenly broke through the sea and struck at the belly of the holy dragon, and the two things in the darkness emitted a foul smell, and Lear felt a little dizzy and nausea when he smelled it from a long distance.

Poisonous!

And not only that, immediately after the two masses of liquid, two ferocious sea snakes also rushed out of the bottom of the sea, they opened their bloody mouths, and their red eyes flashed with a cruel light and bit at the feet of the holy dragon.

It turns out that Silo's initial escape was completely fake, and he had been deliberately playing flaws to attract Lear's attention, in order to create a sneak attack for the sea serpent.

As a quasi-seventh-level powerful sea beast, the sea snake is quite resistant to the fear effect of the holy dragon.

As long as he kills the holy dragon that Lear relies on, whether in the sea or on the beach, he will surely die.

Lear, the face of the sea snake that pounced on him violently, his expression remained unchanged, and he saw a flash of light in his hand, and the sea snake's vertical pupils completely lost his trace, along with the huge holy dragon.

Teleport.

And above Xiluo's head, Lear, who reappeared with the holy dragon, triggered the fire elemental seed in his hand, and the two huge fireballs exploded at the same time, and the raging flames suddenly flooded the place where Xiluo was standing.

Come and don't be rude, when Silo calculates him, Lear also leaves a generous gift for the other party.

A burst of black water vapor suddenly descended on the sea of fire, and it was several krakens who had just arrived who joined forces to cast a pillar of ice, and the power of the spell canceled each other out, but the water vapor was quickly evaporated.

Obviously, when it comes to magical purity, Lear is more than just a step ahead.

But he didn't feel proud of this, the holy dragon took off and stopped, and Lear also looked coldly at the sea of fire, his spiritual power detected that the fish-man in the sea of fire was not fatally harmed.

Although the fireball covered a larger area after it burst, the relative power naturally decreased a lot, and sure enough, a few seconds later, a thick calf stepped through the cutscene on the wet sand.

At this time, Xiluo's face was cloudy, and the scales and nails on his body also had many traces of scorched black burns, although these injuries were not fatal, but they were obviously enough to make his face dull.

If the behavior of each other just now was a tentative greeting before a battle, then Lear undoubtedly slapped Sillo in the face.

Without any nonsense, Lear's body once again lit up with the glow of a magical flame.

Now that he has done it, he will never be verbose again, this is his consistent principle.

Last words or declarations of victory, wait until the fight is over.

This time, his target was no longer Silo and the crocodile warriors, but instead locked on to the group of krakens and sea spirit fish people underground.

With his current strength, it is difficult to completely destroy his opponent before his magic power is exhausted, after all, whether it is a crocodile warrior or a sea snake, they are both extremely strong species among sea creatures, their skin and flesh are too durable, and Silo himself looks definitely stronger than a sixth-level crocodile warrior.

War is not a matter of whim, but the most efficient way to kill and injure the enemy's vital forces is the first choice.

And so the weak creatures suffered.

Lacking the ability to dominate the air, they could only watch as Lear harnessed the holy dragon, smashing the dragon's breath and various fireballs into the crowd again and again, but they had no power to fight back.

In order to avoid the threat from the sea, Lear even controlled the holy dragon to raise his body again, and would rather sacrifice some dragon breath and the efficiency of his own spells to maintain his absolute safety, even if Silo jumped on the beach and scolded Lear, he was unmoved, but almost ruthlessly harvested life by magic with magic, like a ruthless executioner.

By the time Haag and the others arrived at the junction of the beach and the jungle, there were less than three hundred of the five hundred fishmen left.

Before the two sides had any substantive contact, Xiluo's personnel were reduced by more than half.

And looking at the more and more dark shadows appearing at the edge of the jungle, he also understood that the real battle had just begun.

Although the losses of Xiluo's side are the weakest existences, and the core combat power has not been greatly weakened, every force in this kind of cluster battle may be the balance that determines the direction of victory and defeat.

I don't know if Silo will regret in his heart at this time, just looking at Lear in the crowd one more time.

None of this will ever go back to the way it used to be.

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