Chapter 46: Berserker VS Flame Maniac
Who is the most cunning predator?The two-headed dragon taught all the Vikings present a vivid lesson.
The audience only heard a "bang", and the green smoke burned immediately like ignited oil and gas, and then Relton, who was burning all over his body, was swept out by the shock wave of the explosion.
He tried to take off his clothes despite the pain, but today he had clearly chosen the wrong clothes, and the best bearskin coat became the best fuel for him, and the flames swept through his body in an instant.
Rael screamed in pain and tried to extinguish the clothes on his body, but it was in vain in the face of the clothes that had already been burned.
Just as Rael was in a desperate situation and panicked, he suddenly heard a voice shouting, "Jump into the waterway!"
That's right, those waterways.
A small river runs through the Colosseum of Percel, which used to be used for naval battles, but is now a lifesaver for Rael.
He didn't even bother to tell who had alerted him, he howled and jumped into the waterway.
The world fell silent at this moment.
It all happened so fast that the Viking audience saw Rael rush in with his spear and shield, then burst into flames and then burst into the waterway on one side.
Did the dragon slay fail? But what about the two-headed dragon now?
They were obviously more concerned about this issue, although the two-headed dragon released had broken wings and could not fly away, but according to its huge size, it was still possible to hurt the Vikings at the lowest level, and it was obviously not easy to let it return to the cage it had been locked up in now.
The guards of the Colosseum had already rushed over, but no one dared to get too close, because they didn't want to be burned in front of the eyes of tens of thousands of people, and then jump into the waterway and not be able to get out.
Looking at the two-headed dragon not far away, stretching its long neck and squinting defiantly at the guards, Green couldn't help but touch his chin.
The two-headed dragon was not your average cunning or insidious! the red cloth must have been tied around its other neck, but it had untied it and tied it here. Rael was defeated by underestimating the dragon's intelligence, and the two-headed dragon was clearly better at teasing his enemies than he was.
"Squeak!"
A ballista cart was pushed out.
This is the most powerful dragon slaying tool invented by the Vikings, and can fire 4 huge dragon hunting bolts at a time.
Powerful penetration! Powerful range!
A dragon that has lost its ability to fly isn't too difficult to deal with, and since it won't be easy to put it back in, shoot it!
"Wait!" Green hurriedly stepped forward, "let me come! I have a way to get it back in prison." ”
The captain of the guard glanced at Green, waved his hand and signaled for the crossbow machine to stop, since someone was willing to do it for him, it would be great! After all, the dragon hunting crossbow is not a hundred shots, if it is provoked, his own people will definitely suffer heavy losses.
Green rode on the back of the dragon and blocked the two-headed dragon trying to slip away, and the cunning creature clearly knew that he might not be a match for Nightshade. It repeated its old trick, opening its mouth and spewing out green smoke once more, hiding itself in it.
"Hehe, it's a little sample, and it's a trick. Green patted Pipsqueak's head, and Nightshade began to flapp his huge wings.
A gust of wind blew, and the two-headed dragon's sneaky body with its neck stretched out was immediately nowhere to hide, and it stared at its big confused eyes for a moment, completely unaware that there was such an operation on the other side.
Seeing that the opportunity to sneak attack has been lost, the two-headed dragon will run away, it has always been like this, and the enemy who cannot be provoked will not go up to be tough.
But Green wouldn't give it that chance, and Nimble Pipsqueak once again stood in front of it, sending a blast of lightning at its feet.
The two-headed dragon quickly reversed course, and Pipsqueak stood in its way once more.
After doing this three times, the two-headed dragon was finally forced back into prison.
As the iron bolt on the dragon prison was inserted, the thunderous applause and cheers of the audience in the gladiatorial arena rang out again.
That's the kind of performance they want to see.
"Ahem, everyone, there has just been some accident, and our Raeel warriors' dragon slaying show may need to be interrupted. ”
As the voice of the narrator sounded again, the Vikings in the arena immediately responded with a loud boo, and Rael's performance just now made them very disappointed.
"Next, let's ask Douglas, the youngest berserker in our history, to show you how to conquer a terrifying flame demon!" the narrator's voice hurriedly continued.
With the surprise of the last time, this time the Viking audience did not immediately let out cheers, they had to wait for the final result.
Green saw only a strong, bull-like Viking rushing to the center of the arena with a scream, and then he thumped his chest like a gorilla.
Just when Green thought the show was about to begin, Douglas suddenly turned his head to him and said loudly, "I don't care how you tame this dragon, and I don't care what tricks you have next, but the final winner of this contest must be me!"
Douglas shook his fist at Green, then turned and walked menacingly to the cell door where the Flame Maniac was closed, and pulled the bolt himself.
"Whew~"
A deafening dragon roar suddenly resounded in the gladiatorial arena.
If Grimm were asked to describe the Flame Maniac's appearance, he would say that this dragon has the most classic dragon form.
With its red skin, diabolical horns, razor-sharp fangs, hideous heads, sharp barbed backspurs, massive batwing wings, and fierce eyes, any intelligent creature would be intimidated by such a behemoth that is more than 20 meters long.
But at this moment, the valiant berserker Douglas was not afraid at all, he held an axe in one hand and a shield in the other, and rushed towards the fierce flame madman with a shout.
"The Heroic Spirit is with me!"
The Flame Demon glared at the familiar and small creature in front of him, and it was he who had sneaked up on him, stuning himself and locking him in a cage.
It loses its freedom.
More lost the ability to fly.
This creature in front of you must pay for it!
The fanged mouth of the Flame Demon unleashed his long-held anger at Douglas, who rushed head-on.
The flames poured down like a river of flames that instantly engulfed the figures on the ground, but Douglas still went upstream.
Yes, against the current.
Each berserker who received the title of "Pelcell" received a cloak made of dragon skin in recognition of their blessing from the god Odin.
They have the strength of a dragon, the spirit of a bear, and the strength of a wolf.
They are invincible on the battlefield.
They are the most berserk warriors, and any strong foe is their favorite.
Only the berserkers who fell on the battlefield, and there was no Pelcel who died in a hospital bed.
That's a shame.
The battle between Berserker and Flame Demon was clearly more exciting, and the shouts of the audience in the Colosseum continued.
The dragon, deprived of its flame dependence, wanted to tear the abominable human in front of it apart with its razor-sharp claws and terrifying fangs, but Douglas kept fighting with the weapons in his hands.
Every attack is bound to see blood, but there is also an extra wound on his body.
This is one of the most exciting human dragon battles in the Peerellator Arena.
When the audience's voices were hoarse, when Douglas was bloody, when the huge dragon was out of breath.
In a frenzy of amazement, Douglas leaped to his feet and followed the wings of the Flame Demon onto the dragon's back.
He's going to conquer this flame madman, just like that civilian.
What others can do, he must also do, and he must do it best.
Because he is Pelcell, because he has conviction in his heart.
If it were another dragon, Green would have been amazed by Douglas's move.
But this is a flaming demon,
Riding on its back and cornering it is undoubtedly no different from seeking death.....