On the way to the garrison of the Servant Legion, the dragons smelled a strange smell, which was a very strong smell of dragon blood.

"It's ......"

Krifia, who was flying at the front of the queue, took a deep breath. “...... This is the dragon's blood of the ancient red dragon, who has been dead for some time. ”

The other leaders of the five-colored dragons, though not as sensitive to the scents of their own kind, were not as sensitive as the red dragon Clephia.

But they also guessed who the owners of these dragon blood were, and they glanced at each other, feeling a sense of sadness that a rabbit had died and a fox had died.

"We'll have to collect his body, after all, the Hellfire Tyrant is a member of the Dragon Council, and he will definitely be questioned after the battle. ”

Blue Dragon Salotta reminded with words. The other leaders of the five-colored dragons thought about it for a moment and felt that it was indeed necessary.

There were more than a few of them present now, and if the Dragon Council questioned them in the future, and any of the dragons said something like "They ignored the dead members of the Dragon Council and let them be exposed to the wilderness", they would probably be punished.

Finding the remains of the Hellfire Tyrant is not a problem: the smell of dragon's blood and the air with temperature changes due to dragon's blood can easily deduce the exact location of the dragon's remains.

Half an hourglass or so, the dragons saw a valley filled with red blood mist, and the heat enveloped the blood qi and rose upward.

"The remains of the Hellfire Tyrant are here. ”

The five-colored dragons circled for a while, and when they saw that there was no movement, they began to swoop down and land.

Even the white dragons, who were extremely unaccustomed to the high temperature environment, began to move closer to the dragon skeleton out of respect for the previous commander.

"Ding! Detonator has been used, please be careful to avoid it!"

Hiding in a pit at the edge of the valley, the Burnt Sacrifice Demon crushed the ruby in his hand.

In between, a special frequency of energy fluctuations spread throughout the valley, and some dragons with keen senses had already noticed something wrong.

"Rise into the air now!" Salotta yelled to her own people.

Many dragons reacted immediately, spreading their wings and about to leap into the air. However, the dragons were now gathered near the corpse of the Hellfire Tyrant, and because they were too dense, they disturbed each other.

A small number of dragons soared, and most of them could not spread their wings, only bouncing on the ground.

"Swarm Levitation!"

Several five-colored dragon leaders didn't have time to think about it, and they all cast levitation spells on their young people to make it easier for them to take off.

But at this moment, the fifty alchemy bombs planted by the burnt demon completed the countdown - the calculating devil, in order to maximize the killing effect, designed a small device, so that all the alchemy bombs can be detonated at the same time.

With a thunderous sound, flames and shockwaves poured out of the ground, mixed with a lot of sinister steel ball shrapnel.

The dragon that was still on the ground suffered the most damage, and the scale armor on its body was damaged to varying degrees.

With ice flowers, lightning, flames, and strong acidic blood, it flowed wantonly, and finally converged.

Some of the hapless dragons, because they happened to be on top of the Alchemy Bomb, took the most damage.

Some of them had a large hole in their stomachs, some had their tails broken, and some of their lower limbs had been blown to a bloody pulp.

"This is the trap," Salotta, having just woken up from the vertigo caused by the shockwave, quickly shouted, "Beware of enemy attacks!"

Like the most accurate prophecy, the words of the extremely old blue dragon were immediately confirmed - the signal was received, and the entire army of Bato's army attacked.

"Don't leave the mouth alive," the Burnt Demon also came out of his hidden cavern as he shouted to his subordinates.

Two companies of canine demons were the first to pounce on the dragons, these flesh-hungry demons, overwhelmed by the smell of blood in the air.

Before the Blood Armor Demon pulling the collar could let go of the chains, some of the Dog Demons broke free and pounced on the injured dragon with red eyes.

For them, devouring the flesh and blood of dragons is more than just satisfying their appetites.

Over the course of his life, the Inudemon can evolve by consuming the flesh and blood of more "advanced" creatures several times.

By munching on Dragon's Blood, they have a good chance of gaining a massive boost in strength and permanently retaining some of the dragon's talents.

So, in the eyes of these greedy demons, those wounded dragons are simply treasures of flesh and blood.

Even without the order of the Burnt Sacrifice Demon, the Inu Demon Legion did not intend to spare even a single dragon.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking on their part.

If the Burnt Sacrifice Demon led the Blood Armor Demon into the field in person, just relying on the power of the Dog Demons themselves, they really couldn't help the angry dragons.

After all, in a way, a wounded dragon is actually more dangerous, and they will become more ferocious in the face of their enemies.

Several dog demons barked wildly and surrounded an elderly white dragon.

In the previous explosion, the dragon had been severely wounded in the abdomen, and although it had forcibly sealed the wound with cold breath, it could burst at any moment if it moved slightly.

Therefore, the old white dragon did not dare to spread his wings and fly, so he could only stagger towards the place where his kind gathered.

The Dog Demons ran to his side, blocking his path, and quickly hunted him down.

"Heavy Mist!"

In the face of the enemy, this white dragon, who was already old, possessed the wisdom of any other five-colored dragon of his age, and clearly spat out a dragon spell composed of one or two syllables.

The air around him instantly became foggy, and tiny frost was evenly distributed into the air.

The dog demons who pounced on the white dragon plunged into the area shrouded in thick fog, as if they had been hit by a greasy technique, and it was difficult to maintain their balance.

The old white dragon was unceremonious, stretched out his razor-sharp claws, and tore the neck of a dog demon.

Then, without trying to pull on the wound, the white dragon flicked his tail vigorously and smashed the head of the other dog demon.

"Mentally retarded!"

Seeing his companion die tragically in front of him, the last dog demon struggled to escape, but was struck by the old white dragon's spell.

It stood there in a daze, and was eventually slapped into a meatloaf by the white dragon.

Similar scenes are constantly being staged.

With the exception of those dragons who were mortally wounded or died in the explosion, most of the other members of the Dragon Legion were at ease when faced with the siege of the Dog Demon.

Until the overwhelming inferno bolts struck......

"It's the Blood Armor!"

Seeing the tall humanoid creature in the distance, combined with the weapon in its hand, the dragons quickly judged who the enemy was.

"Don't be invincible, retreat quickly!"

If they hadn't survived the explosion, with the strength of the dragons, they might not have been too afraid of the Blood Armor.

But now that most of the dragons were wounded, they didn't dare to fight against the most elite regular legions of Bato Nine Prisons.

"Damn, why are these Batzu attacking us......? Shouldn't it be friendly troops?"