The air battle has been going on for almost twenty minutes since it began, and the high-intensity battle has been going on for so long, and the killing and poking action of the little dwarf Lord Modo is still so wild and effective.

Whether his opponent is a black dragon or a weak chicken-like winged demon, the battle can be ended in seconds at most.

As the dragon slaying knife in his hand became extremely hot, the little dwarf Modo finally discovered the abnormality of the weapon in his hand, this guy was actually absorbing the dragon blood stained on it quickly, and every time Modo killed a black dragon, he seemed to be able to feel the dragon slaying knife, that kind of heartfelt cheer.

Then, a thick layer of plasma was magically adsorbed on the surface of the knife by the dragon slaying knife, and then in dozens of breaths, several catties of dragon blood were sucked clean by it, which was indeed a very magical and weird thing.

It's just that at this time, where does the little dwarf Modo still have the mind to study the Tao here, the high temperature of the handle is still within his acceptable range, and it seems that after constantly drinking the dragon's blood, the dragon slaying knife that has not been opened at all has become strangely sharp.

In the past, it might have required ten percent of the true qi to be able to cut off the dragon head, but now it is only possible to do so by using sixty percent of the true qi, and under such intense consumption, this is undoubtedly a very fortunate thing.

Therefore, the little dwarf Modo doesn't care about this mess at all, because compared to this anomaly, the deteriorating form on the battlefield is what makes him extremely headache.

This point, even more headache for Lord Modo than to insist on fighting in a state of being naked all the time, constantly swaying under his crotch, you must know that those demons of the Burning Legion, I don't know if it is out of jealousy, or some kind of inexplicable heart, always deliberately beckoning to the crotch of the little dwarf.

That is, the ruthless character of the little dwarf Lord Modo, if he changed to any man, he would have collapsed in his heart long ago......

The scattered explosions kept ringing, and Mo Duo didn't need to deliberately look to know that it was the act of the frequently dying Hippogriff, pulling the new bomb No. 2 carried on his body, dragging the opponent around him to die together.

From the occasional explosion at the beginning of the war, to the almost continuous series of explosions now, Master Modo knew that this was his Harpy Air Force, which was rapidly consuming and decreasing.

Compared with the strength of the Burning Legion, it is really too much beyond their so-called combined air force, to put it mildly, in the so-called joint air force, except for their own armored black dragon, the rest of the troops are weak in the eyes of the little dwarf Modo.

Most of the four hundred and ten dragons dispatched by the five major dragon cities with all their might were old and young, and in a one-on-one situation, they were no match for those black dragons of the Burning Legion at all, even with the help of the griffin air cavalry, they still suffered heavy casualties.

Harpies and Winged Demons can fight each other in a one-on-one situation, but the actual situation is that several Winged Demons are often beating up a Harpie, which is still the reason why the Harpies will pull off the kind of bombs that will explode before they die, otherwise this number will only be more.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the current defense line on the ground is still in the hands of the human coalition army, in addition to dozens of dragons who died directly in battle, there are more than a hundred seriously injured dragons who successfully withdrew from the battlefield and landed in the rear.

It's where most of the coalition's magical healing power is concentrated, and as long as the dragons force their way there, they will always get their lives back.

It was the armored black dragon that the little dwarf Lord Modo was most optimistic about, and at this time, there were also six of them who withdrew from the battle and landed on the ground to receive emergency treatment.

Because at this time, the Burning Legion finally discovered the weakness that the armored black dragon could not avoid, and the relatively soft wings could not be equipped with armor at all.

Even the armored black dragons had been extremely careful to avoid damage to their wings, but under the deliberate attack of the Burning Legion, there were still six unfortunate ones who withdrew from the battle with regret.

The rest of the dragons may not die if they fall from this height, but they will definitely not end well if they are heavily armoured......

"All the armored black dragons, all for Lao Tzu to assemble, let's go and make a big one, and go with Lao Tzu to kill that black dragon king!" The little dwarf Modo sent such a message in his heart.

There are still twenty minutes left at most, and the effect of the Berserk Warsong applied to the Harpy will be invalid, and if the battle cannot be ended within these twenty minutes, then the little gnome will only be left with an absolute fiasco.

At that time, even if there is no need to worry, the problem of the will to fight of the Harpy, just the weakened state after the madness, will reduce the original weak strength of the Harpy to an even more astonishing level;

Therefore, against the commander of the Burning Legion's air unit, the Black Dragon King launched a decapitation tactic, and it became the last and only choice for the little dwarf Modo.

Although, the Black Dragon King himself has the strength of a super strong man, which is a tricky role at all, and in addition, he has even kept a guard team composed of more than 100 elite black dragons, which has been recuperating and has not been put into the battlefield.

Moreover, there is still more than two miles between Modo's current position and the Black Dragon King, and there are a large number of black dragons within this distance, and there are countless winged demons in front of him.

If he wants to kill the enemy formation in front of him in twenty minutes, break through the elite Black Dragon Guard, and finally kill the powerful Black Dragon King, even if he is not very sure about the current little dwarf, he doesn't have a choice......

The armored black dragons who received the news, relying on the external armor like steel hedgehogs, rolled wildly in the air, and immediately surrounded the opponents around them, all of them scattered like a plague.

The remaining thirty-nine black dragons also took advantage of this gap to forcibly break out of a road, and then gathered behind the little dwarf Modo, forming a small arrow formation, and the sharpest arrow was where the old man Modo was.

Knowing that it was the most critical time, the little dwarf Modo no longer had the slightest reservation, and chanted quickly on his lips, continuously blessing himself and the armored black dragon behind him, two war songs, the madness and the song of courage of the god of war.

Feeling the influence of the mad war song, which has become like a body full of infinite power, and the hungry thirst for blood in his heart, the little dwarf beast roared wildly.

At the same time, Lord Modo led the armored black dragons and launched an indomitable and decisive charge.