Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Demon Dragon-Bunuaz

The city walls were crowded with soldiers, and the main forces of the three principalities of the national capital, the frontier defense, and Meicheng were gathered together. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info It would be a fearless army by common sense, but when the eardrums of the piercing and sharp dragon groans hurt, the soldiers began to tremble as they looked at the growing dragon shadow. Some of the timid people had begun to tremble, and some had lost their weapons and shields, turned and fled the walls.

"Don't panic, you are the most loyal warriors of Mandis, and you will fight until the last moment!" Kuwan stared helplessly at the soldiers around him, and the huge pressure made them involuntarily and slowly retreat. It's no wonder that even veterans of the Northern and Southern Wars have never had the experience of fighting against demon dragons. The unknown is the most frightening, especially in the world, where the power of dragons is infinitely exaggerated, so it is not surprising that the soldiers have such a reaction. It's just that before the battle began, everyone was defeated by fear, and he felt that this battle would be more difficult than ever!

The demon dragon flew from the sky southwest of Meicheng, and turned into an arc in the air, circling directly east of Meicheng. The east gate is the main gate of Merdes City, and it seems that this demonic dragon is not just to satisfy the temporary desire for destruction, it has chosen to challenge head-on in order to completely destroy this human city.

Facing the demon dragon who had already straightened up and flew straight towards Meicheng, Kuwan felt a wet piece behind his back. He shifted to a sword in his left hand and rubbed his sweaty right palm against his pants. Biting his dry lip, he looked at the courtyard of the great prince in the city. The Magus have not yet moved, and now they can only rely on the soldiers to fend off the dragon.

Time has never slowed down, only a few minutes have passed since the dragon appeared, but it has been as long as centuries. It seems that even time is afraid of the power of the demon dragon, and deliberately slows down. Kuwan stood on the east wall of Meicheng and looked at the Grand Instructor of the Academy of Magic, Medori, who was not far away, and the other party understood and nodded in response. At this moment, the demon dragon was already close in front of him, and people could clearly see its dark brown dragon scales, huge wings, sharp fangs, and strong and thick front paws!

Not far away, the collective chanting of the mage legion could be heard. In order to fight against the dragon, the magicians of the three parties have converged, led by Medoli, the grand instructor of the Plum City Magician Academy, and they will work together to unleash a huge magic. In the face of the extremely large size and extremely strong defense of the demon dragon, only by turning the power into one point and concentrating the attack in one place can you have a chance to win!

"War crossbows, archers!" Kuvan shouted with a loud roar, and even his vocal cords became hoarse, as if he wished his voice would add power to the crossbows. Huge arrows, flying arrows, flew straight at the dragon, and Kuwan's eyes widened in anticipation that the attack would work. But it backfired, and the seemingly unhurried magic dragon actually flew extremely fast, and many bows and crossbows failed to hit the target. Moreover, the huge wings and the air flow brought by the flapping kept most of the arrows in front of the demon dragon. Only a few of the arrows of the war crossbow could touch the dragon's body, but they all clicked painlessly and were bounced off!

The Giant War Crossbow appears to be the only weapon that can hit its target other than magic. Kuwan anxiously ordered the reloaders to continue firing, and looked around: most of the war crossbows were destroyed during the Harpy siege, and the rest were scattered on the various city walls, and now there were only a few war crossbows on the entire eastern city wall, and this number was completely ineffective. The chief garrison officer of Meicheng gritted his teeth unwillingly and ordered the release of the arrows again!

"Ancient Demon Dragon--Buñuz!" Morgan muttered softly to himself next to the alarm bell. He had long studied dragons and evoked the name of the magic dragon. He touched the crossbow in front of him, his arm trembled slightly, and his eyebrows fluttered to show that he was very excited at the moment. "Come on, come here, those weapons can't hurt you, I have more fun waiting for you!"

The demon dragon Bunuaz had already flown over the city walls, and it was clear that the second round of war crossbow bolts had no effect at all. The demon dragon let out an extremely sharp cry again, as if it was extremely dissatisfied with the low attack level that had entertained it! It closed its mouth, and its sharp cry was replaced by a dull sound of "boom", and its belly began to protrude, causing the scales of its armor-like abdomen to begin to separate, leaking out the pale yellow dragon skin. Soon, through the gaps in the scales, the original color of the dragon's skin was dyed with a deep yellow glow, and at first glance, it looked like a sheepskin lantern in the dark night. With the rate of breathing, puffs of white smoke erupted from the nostrils of the huge faucet.

"Flames are coming, dodge!" Kuwan understood what it was, the world knew that dragons had a powerful ability to breathe fire, and the dark yellow skin of his belly proved that flames were brewing in Buñuz's belly. As the garrison roared, so did the dragon's snort.

Bunuaz flew along the trail of the city walls, and the Spray burned all the way. The eastern wall of Meicheng was suddenly filled with raging fire. A terrible cry came from the mouths of the soldiers, who were terrified and wanted to turn and flee, but the flames of the gates of hell did not give them a chance. The orange spray devoured the rows of soldiers, and the figures of the people instantly turned into black ashes in the flames, and the faces of pain were shattered just after they appeared, and finally even the teeth and armor were burned to nothing!

Kuwan puffed out his eyes in horror, the deadly spray was about to burn in front of his eyes, the fiery air flow rushed to his face, and he felt that his skin was about to be burned and cracked! It was impossible to escape, there was not enough time to run to a safe place, the speed of the demon dragon's flight was too fast, and the flames that erupted from its mouth came so quickly with its figure!

As the people behind watched in despair as the dragon flew towards them with the spray, a huge icicle hit the dragon's head, blocking its flight, and the spray also cut off the follow-up supply, and abruptly stopped. In times of crisis, the powerful magic released by hundreds of magicians was gathered, and the super-large ice pick became a lifesaver for the survivors on the eastern city wall.

The demon dragon Bunuaz let out a painful wail, and his huge body fell from the sky and smashed against the city wall. Splashes of masonry and flying powder scattered in all directions, and people hurried to protect their faces from the rubble.

Kuwan, who almost stepped into the ghost gate, was pleasantly surprised. He, like all the soldiers who survived the catastrophe, opened his mouth wide and gasped for breath.

But there wasn't much respite, and a dragon roar pierced the nerves that had not yet eased up. The voice was louder and sharper, and full of indignation. The icicle released by all the mages did not do much damage to the dragon Bunuaz, but only caused it to temporarily lose its center of gravity and fall from the sky. The large, sharp head of the icicle cone stabbed it in the head, not even a small wound, but only made it even angrier.

The screams of the blood basin that was close to him produced a powerful air impact, blowing the hair at the corners of the soldiers' clothes and causing some weak magicians to be blown to the ground. Venting his anger, Bunuaz, in revenge for the icicle, began to wave his huge and thick front paws, sweeping everything on the city wall!