As if they had a heart, the Burning Legion's army of black dragons faced the more than 400 dragons of various types led by Modo, while the huge winged demon troops chose to target the other flying units of the United Air Force.

However, no matter which wargroup it was, the Burning Legion side had an absolute numerical advantage, the Burning Legion had a three-to-one advantage in strength on the Dragon's side, and the Winged Demon's strength advantage over the Harpy and other combined air forces was an astonishing ten to one.

According to the normal situation, there is no chance of winning this battle on the side of the United Air Force, but for the little dwarf Lord Modo, there is absolutely no chance of winning the big battle, and he will definitely not fight.

Even if it's just a situation of nine deaths and one life, it's better than an absolute death, and more importantly, the little dwarf Modo believes that after his means are all out, he will always forcibly struggle for a point or two to win.

At such times, even if there is only one point to win, it is worth the little dwarf Modo, to press all the hole cards.

"But since the battle has begun, let's enjoy the meeting gift that Lao Tzu has prepared for you first. "I saw that the black dragons threw off the ground defenders and pounced on them.

The little dwarf Modo stood up on the back of the little female dragon Qilisi unhurriedly, and then sang the mad war song loudly, although it was a long time since the little dwarf Modo personally applied the war song blessing to his subordinates, but there was no such thing as a hand child.

With the strength of Modo's current super powerhouse, the number of times he can cast the war song in a row, and the scale of each time he casts the blessing blessing, it is almost to the point of madness, but in a few breaths, he finished chanting the entire madness war song, and then with a wave of one hand empty, the effect was blessed on one of the Harpy Air Divisions.

The fingertips had just finished the blessing movement, and in the mouth of the little dwarf Modo, the next mad war song was sung again, and finally before engaging the Burning Legion, he painted all seven Harpy air divisions with the mad war song, and painted the miscellaneous phalanx such as dragons and griffons with the song of courage of the god of war.

After all this was done, the little dwarf wiped a handful of non-existent sweat from his head, and after successfully casting the war song, he increased the victory rate of his side by half a percent.

The reason why the little dwarf Lord Modo chose to cast the blessing of the war song at the moment before the battle is mainly because these two powerful war songs have a really good time to last.

After becoming a super powerhouse, the duration of the battle song he confidently cast will increase to a certain extent, perhaps from the original half an hour to forty minutes, but in such a short period of time, he still has no confidence in his heart whether he can win the victory.

That's why the little dwarf Modo is only casting the war song at the moment before the battle, and it can be used for one more second!

Soon, the black dragon that burned the legion on the opposite side was only a few miles away from the little dwarf, and the fastest Winged Demon Force was only more than two miles away from here, and the dense number occupied the position in front of him from a low altitude of four hundred meters to a height of thousands of meters, which was simply all-round and without dead ends.

In the face of an enemy nearly ten times stronger, a sinister smile rose on the face of the little dwarf Lord Modo, and in front of everyone's eyes, he stuffed the thumb and forefinger of his free hand into his mouth, and made a loud whistle to present the first great gift prepared for the Burning Legion......

In the midst of the whistle, thousands of Hippogriffs and kamikaze members who had already been boiling with enthusiasm under the influence of the Battle Song of Madness were almost unable to help themselves, and in the midst of crazy laughter, they used the evil secret method that overdrew their physical potential, and suddenly under the dual effect of madness and secret method, they more than doubled their speed out of thin air.

Even if the thousands of kamikaze daredevils were still as fast as a bolt of lightning with their backpacks on their backs, they crashed straight into the air units of the Burning Legion, which were somewhat caught off guard, and a few seconds before they crashed in, they threw a lit iron ball bomb into the basket behind them.

It was also a second before the kamikaze drones crashed into the formation, a loud voice came from the rear of the Burning Legion's air army, and in that position, there was a huge black dragon, and a series of strange sounds officially came out of his mouth.

Just by virtue of his huge size compared to the black dragon king in the underground world at the beginning, the little dwarf Modo could conclude that this must be a black dragon king with royal blood, and a black dragon king who has stepped into the realm of super powerhouses.

"Oh no, it's an explosive suicide attack, stop them. "Although the little dwarf Lord Modo can't understand this demonic language of the abyss and hell, the black dragons who have signed a master-servant contract with him are very familiar, and they soon implemented a synchronous translation for Lord Modo through a psychic link.

Under the prompting of the Black Dragon King, whether it was the black dragon under his command or the huge number of winged demons, he almost subconsciously launched an intensive fire attack on these thousand kamikaze daredevils, but it was already too late.

Even if their dense attacks would tear the thin harpies without any defenses to pieces in an instant, or directly barbecue them into charcoal with dragon breath, most of the kamikaze members had already rushed into their dense array.

Even the kamikaze members, who were a little slower than half of the flight, were only a few meters away from their bodies.

Then, thousands of baskets of iron ball bombs sounded almost simultaneously between one or two breaths, and at the same time as each explosion point produced a powerful shock wave, countless flying shrapnel also began to envelop the space within a radius of tens of meters......

The thunderous explosion had almost just stopped, followed by the tragic roar of the dragon and the unique screams of the Winged Demons.

Except for seventy or eighty black dragons, because they were too close to the explosion point, the dense shrenching shrapnel blew their fragile wings into thousands of holes, and even their eyes were blown out and they could no longer fly, and they fell headlong to the ground and fell directly into severe cripples.

Most of the injured black dragons only looked serious due to their external injuries, but they were not only able to persist in fighting, but also maintained their combat effectiveness at about eighty percent.

As for those Winged Demons within the range of the power of the explosion, it was simply a tragic consequence; not only were none of the Winged Demons within a radius of tens of meters from each explosion point spared, but even farther away, there were many Winged Demons who could not maintain their balance of flight because of the strong shock wave, so they fell headlong.

The strength of the Winged Demon's body compared to that of the dragon, I don't know how far it was off, and after falling from such a height, the only thing they could pray for was to hope that they could keep a complete corpse......