The war between the Tiger and Alduin ended in defeat. www.biquge.info The city of Thorns was destroyed by the flames of the dragon, and its houses, taverns, churches, and palaces were burned to the ground of rubble and ruins, and the remains of its walls were scattered around. The ground was littered with piles of tiger corpses, some charred, hunched and curled like statues. Their miserable wails before death can be seen in their gaping mouths and horrified expressions.

Alduin stopped on the ruins of a broken wall and craned his neck to scream in anger. That haughty, invincible spirit looked all around, and it wiped out all living creatures in front of it, and those who shot arrows at themselves were reduced to ashes by flames.

It spread its massive wings, and the orange flames that lingered around its body swayed back and forth between the two wings like a cloud of air. The flames attached to the surface of its body seem to have life, and can grow or shrink by their own will.

With a flick of his wings, Alduin flew off the broken wall, rose in mid-air and stopped. It had a bird's-eye view of the city, and even though it had killed most of its enemies, it was still furious, and its roar continued to be heard in the air.

General Orim and his retinue came to the rescue of King Saul Amuron, and as he entered the first floor of the house, Alduin's fireball hit the second floor of the house with an unbiased fireball. The roof was smashed and the observation deck was blown up. Luckily, the king and the royals had already evacuated, and they had just descended to the first floor to bump into the intruding general.

"Oh, Magsta bless, I finally hope you're here. The king was overjoyed and said, "General Orim, quick, find a way to kill that damned dragon!"

"Your Majesty, it's great that you're still alive. The general almost cried, "The city of thorns is going to be destroyed, Your Majesty! , let's dodge for a while. ”

"What are you talking about?" roared a duke behind the king, "fool, what are you doing here if you don't kill the dragon?" That's your job, you know? That's what you and your soldiers do. Also, our safety is your number one priority and your most important job. ”

The other three female members of the royal family also began to reproach the general, strongly demanding that Orim fulfill his duty to protect the king and their safety.

King Saul Amulon understood the general's plight and impatiently stopped the grumbling and complaints of his relatives. The Duke and his female companions still puffed their faces and stood there sideways. The king said apologetically to the general, "My dear General Orim, please pay no attention to their complaints. Tell me, what is that dragon?"

Although Aurim was aggrieved, he still followed his established habits. Report to his king in minimal terms, "It's Deathwing, Your Majesty, you and you must leave Thorn City at once." ”

After listening to the general's words, the duke and his female companions corrected their arrogant attitude a little, and looked at the general in a daze, their eyes full of anxiety and panic. The duke asked the king, "Who is Deathwing?

The king had not yet spoken. The general preemptively replied, "Yes, Lord Duke. A very evil and powerful dragon!"

The duke and his companions were so frightened that they turned pale and could not utter a word.

"What about our bow and arrows?" asked the king.

"It doesn't work at all!" replied the general, "it's too late to leave, the city of thorns is finished." As long as you live, you will have a chance to rebuild your home in the future, please think twice, Your Majesty..."

Before the general could finish his words, a ball of flame suddenly struck. It exploded right next to them, and the two poor tiger soldiers were blown up in an instant. Generals, kings, and dukes threw themselves to the ground, and thick smoke engulfed them.

King Thor Amulon coughed and was helped to his feet by the general, and the others followed suit. They walked out quickly, and when they reached the street, they realized that the house was surrounded by raging flames and could collapse at any moment.

A few people hide from XC to avoid Deathwing's sight. They fled back to the palace, which had been surrounded by fire, the huge statues and the palace had been blown up, and the guards who had not had time to escape were buried in the rubble. The splendid palace is now in ruins, with domes and high walls completely crumbling.

Standing in the square in front of the palace gates, looking down over the city, most of the houses were destroyed by the fire. The Thorn Tavern was in ruins, the wood of the frame still burning, and black smoke rising from the ground, slowly blending into the smoke drifting from elsewhere. The church of Magsta was stripped of its spire, and the top of the round tower fell into the open space around the church. The markets and streets, as well as the shops and taverns of the plains, were all killed. The wreckage of the building is like a giant that has been turned over, lying together.

The king was furious, and his face turned red. With a vicious gaze, he scanned the city below, and suddenly began to cry bitterly. The general and duke were startled, and hurried over to stand beside the king to soothe his grief.

As night fell, Deathwing Alduin destroyed all the buildings, killing the living creatures in sight, hovering over the city, causing a roar of rage. It searched for its prey like a hunter, and until no new threats appeared, it soared into the sky and flew away from Thorn City. Leave the sorrow and grief of the tiger people behind.

When the king and the others were about to leave the square to camp outside the city, they noticed a mysterious group of dark shadows pouring in from outside the city.

"Ah, it's reinforcements arriving. Your Majesty, here comes our partner. The general was overjoyed and shouted.

Amuron nodded, his sad face glowing with a bleak smile. He led the crowd down the stairs of the high platform square, ready to meet the reinforcements. The ladies retreated and talked loudly like birds on the branches, insulting the dragon's Deathwing's abomination while talking about camping and sleeping arrangements.

When they reached the central square of the Plains, the Skeleton Legion also arrived at the same time. This army was clearly not their savior, and each skeleton soldier let out a mocking growl as they stared at the bewildered few men with hunting eyes. Soon, they were surrounded by this group of demons who killed people without blinking.

"What's going on?" shouted Thor Amuron anxiously, "I want to see the Demon Lord Merus Dagon!"

They stood back to back, making defensive gestures to the skeletons around them. General Orim looked left and right in a panic, and the duke and the ladies trembled and hugged each other, their faces were as dead as ashes, and the ladies whimpered quietly with tears.

Then there was a cold laugh in the air, as loud as a bell, as if the air around him was filled with the laughter. In the middle of the sound, a cold wind blew, and suddenly three vicious black smoke burst out of the air, like three giant pythons speeding through the skull group, circling the king and the general and others three times, and then flying upwards into the air. Then, three puffs of agile black smoke converged and began to spin at high speed, like a tornado, the force of the wind nearly blowing down the skeleton soldiers and the king around them.

In the thick smoke, the outline of a shadow gradually appeared. Two pairs of sharp, strong, backward-growing, curvy white horns emerged from the smoke, followed by a face, a face that looked like a human and a non-human, more like a bat's face to be exact.

His chin is pointed, and he has a natural iron spine that can stab his enemies if used as a weapon. His face was dark, his skin was rough and lacklustre, covered with horizontal stripes, like the bark of a dead tree that had lost its moisture. The face is angular, and each line is very clear and unusually clear. is like the relief in front of the palace, delicate, handsome, and revealing a fierce appearance, savage and domineering are the normal portrayal of that face.

The eyes are deeply sunken in the sockets without eyebrows, and the eyes sparkle like rubies, greedy, bloodthirsty, and full of soul desires. The eyes are unstoppable arrogance and ridicule, irresistible, full of oppression, and any opponent will become timid and cowardly under his eyes.

His nostrils were large and thick, and thick nose hair poked out of his nostrils like a weed. The lips are broad and thick, and they hang fat and greasy under the nose. The corners of the mouth are flanked by striking white fangs, like monsters.

The black smoke cleared, and the full picture of the demon lord Merus Dagon gradually became clear. Wearing a one-piece scale armor and holding a wooden staff of bloody roses in his hand, he descended from the sky. His expression was serious and cold. Even in the face of Amuron's earnest call, he maintained a cold expression.

At the same time, he let out a shuddering sneer, and indulged in a cold mockery of the mortal king who had courted him. Although he has not yet spoken, his arrogant attitude and eyes have already made his position clear.

"Oh, my old friend, it's so good to see you!" said Saul Amuron in a flattering tone, "my country has perished, my cities have been destroyed, my people have been slaughtered, and the Tiger people have lost their precious homes, oh!

"That's enough!" Gon yelled. His roar echoed throughout the city.

The king, the general, and the others were startled, and the roar of the demon lord was like thunder that shook the sky, and they hurriedly covered their ears to avoid the impact hidden in the sound.

Merus Dagon slowly floated down from the sky and came to rest on the ground in front of Amuron. He said in a cold tone, "This king will consider your request. Then, let out a burst of schadenfreude laughter.

"However, I have a better idea. He suddenly became serious, and his face was gloomy, "You have forgotten the rules of survival in the sky, my old friend! Obviously, the tiger people were almost wiped out, which is a very sad thing. ”

With a smile on his face, the Demon Lord circled around the trembling tigers and returned to King Thor Amuron, "You made a mistake and lost your strength. The king admits that you and the entire tiger race were once very powerful, invading the Black Swamp, seizing the territory of the empire, and constantly fighting everywhere. It's a good partner, but now, you've lost your country, you've lost your army, you've lost your home, you've lost your race, you've become a weakling. ”

"The tigermen are not dead, we will be strong again. Amulon was not willing to be belittled and emphasized loudly.

Merus Dagon scoffed loudly, "I don't think you'll have a chance to do it all over again, my old friend! ”

Thor Amuron instinctively ducked backwards, but he wasn't as fast as the Demon Lord. In the blink of an eye, Merus Dagon's spiky fingers had slid into Amuron's face. The Tiger King began to roar like a pig, and his body trembled like a wounded cow. The white soul was drawn from every corner of the body, like a stream of white light flying straight into the body of the Demon Lord.

Half a minute later, Thor Amuron knelt on the ground like a dried corpse, his eyes and mouth wide open, his body convulsed a few times and then fell to the ground, and the fire of life was gradually extinguished on the dried corpse.

Merus Dagon gripped his soul and smiled contentedly. When he turned his gaze to the other captives, the tiger ladies finally couldn't stop their fear and fear, and began to cry.