Although Feather Wing does not know much about the so-called era of balance of power, and does not know why Taylor has repeatedly asked him to guide Saarion to uphold justice, but a man is dying, and his words are good, and the wise archmage must have good intentions. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 She nodded vigorously and replied firmly, "Don't worry, I'll keep these words in mind!"

Archmage Taylor smiled back and turned his head back to focus on maintaining the circle. The magical elements of the Great Demon Gospel Circle seemed a little restless, and the gathering of magical power began to become extremely difficult. "Looks like it won't last long!" a struggling expression reappeared on Taylor's face, and he lifted all his mental strength, sweat already covering his wrinkled forehead.

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The three-faced god Fisquiro also has an ugly face, and if you can take off his helmet with three faces, people can easily see a complex expression of horror, anger, worry and other negative factors. The demon dragon that is closely related to him is in an absolute passive defensive posture at the moment, and the damn forbidden spell still has no intention of stopping. The only dragon fighting qi that supported the battle was also constantly shrinking in scope, and now the dragon body was very close to the edge of the fighting qi protection circle, only the length of an adult man's height, but those Terran soldiers pounced as if they were hypnotized, regardless of life and death.

"Do you feel it, Fisquiro?" the spirit was gradually depleted, and his weak face was still expressionless, with a tone of strong relief, and Blazer, who was also a three-faced god, questioned his brother. "Do you feel the power of these mortals who have been degraded by you?"

"A bunch of brainless fools!" replied Fisquiro, viciously, but worried. Indeed, the performance of human beings is much beyond his imagination, they are using their lives to reduce the strength of the fighting energy, once the fighting qi circle is completely gone, the lightning brought by the forbidden spell will cause great damage to the demon dragon, and it is difficult for him to win this spirit attrition war with his own mixed with the dragon spirit. Fisquiro and the Demon Dragon also thought about getting out of this predicament, and the powerful earth that was helplessly bundled completely blocked Bunuaz's movement, and in the case of the release of the fighting energy, the Dragon's Spray Flame could not be used, which was really a dilemma.

Just when Fisquiro didn't know what to do, a dragon groan with grief shook his heart again. I saw that on the neck of the demon dragon Bunuaz, a pointed iron spear head had pierced through the dark brown dragon scales. Dragon's blood was flowing down the head of the spear, towards the shaft, and then dripping to the ground.

The only thing that can inflict great damage on the demon dragon in the fighting state is the powerful war weapon, and before the battle with the demon dragon, the harpy, the nezuk, and the cyclops have already destroyed most of the war weapons, and the few that have been preserved are scattered on the various city walls. Now that the entire eastern wall has been completely destroyed, it will take a long time to move the massive weapons of war on the other walls to within effective range of the dragon.

Meicheng occupies a vast area, and the distance between the various city walls is extremely far, even if it takes about half an hour to reach here on foot from the three city walls in the southwest and north, let alone carry large weapons of war, it is not an impossible task to complete in half a day. Hugo, who had given up on mobilizing weapons of war, looked at this blow in amazement, and really didn't expect that there were weapons of war that could cause damage at this time. Like a raging fire that suddenly rises on a cold winter day, bringing great warmth and hope, Hugo excitedly searches for the location of the weapons of war, and finally sets his eyes on the tower where the alarm bell of the city of Plum is located.

"Wow! Success! Success!"

"Yes, look, the dragon's neck is bleeding!

From the tower, two guards in charge of guarding the alarm bell hugged each other with joy. Morgan beside him still had a serious face, he looked at the wound of the demon dragon, and then quickly picked up a new crossbow bolt, reloaded it onto the trajectory, and then forcefully pulled the wire safety latch back, muttering in his mouth: "Damn, the distance is still too far, the power of the fighting spirit is still too great, you have to shoot a few more times." ”

"Brother, do you need our help?" Knowing the power of the crossbow, two guards came over and asked.

"Yes!"

"How can I help?"

"Shut your mouth and get away!"

"Oh!" the two guards obediently stepped aside, silently watching Morgan secure the wire to the safety latch and begin to fine-tune the angle of the crossbow's attack.

Morgen was initially aimed at the head of the demon dragon, but the long distance, coupled with the blocking of the fighting spirit, caused the trajectory of the iron crossbow to move down a lot, but fortunately, it still hit the dragon's neck. Having learned from his experience, Morgan turned the crossbow's attack angle up slightly, took a deep breath, and pulled the trigger again.

The crossbow bolt burst out of its chamber, and with the sound of the howling wind, it flew towards the demon dragon with lightning speed. The dragon's fighting spirit was powerless to stop the ironwork, and the crossbow bolt broke through the barrier with a slight slowdown, hitting the demon dragon hard, and plunging deep into Bunuaz's eyebrows.

The pain in the heart of the cone hit instantly, and the moment the demon dragon's will relaxed, the spirit of condensing the fighting spirit was crushed. The fighting spirit dispersed in all directions, and there was no resistance from the heavenly thunder and earth beams, and the earth spirit climbed to the demon dragon's chest and completely adsorbed it to the ground. And the thick lightning roared and struck the dragon's head. Due to the conductivity of the iron weapon, the Thunder Elves followed the crossbow arrows, from the wound in the center of the eyebrows, beyond the dragon's scales, and directly into the dragon's head.

Just as his whole body was pierced by thousands of swords, the demon dragon Bunuaz and the three-faced god Fisquiro let out a miserable wail at the same time. Everyone could feel their unforgettable pain from the wails.

Grand Magister Mirosius, the rag clothes in front of him were completely stained red with blood, and the reaction of the forbidden spell to life had made his old body crumble, and the other five Magi had the same experience. Seeing this, he knew that this was an opportunity that he must not miss, so he shouted loudly to his companions beside him: "The forbidden spell will not last long, now that the fighting spirit has been broken, we might as well do our best to release the final fatal blow!"

The three Great Magisters who controlled the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Bundle condensed all the remaining magic power, and Taylor and they felt that the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Bundle was about to make a desperate move on the Great Demon Gospel Array, and they also squeezed the magic power of all the cells around them into the formation.

The lightning that was still striking the dragon's head was driven by the master, and it increased several times, and the brightness illuminated the entire plum city covered by dark clouds. The Thunder Elves became extremely agitated, gathering from all directions, channeling unprecedented destructive power to the lightning. The earth elves also increased their restraint, and they desperately dragged the demon dragon to the ground, causing Bunuaz's internal organs to be greatly squeezed.

The thunder and lightning spread throughout the dragon's body, and even the ground around it was implicated, and the potholes that were hit were scorched black, and the people who had hit the Douqi circle hurriedly fled from the thunder and lightning range. Let the lightning-clad lizard roar hysterically.

"Go to hell for the sake of all the villagers of Vader who were killed by the dragon, for the sake of my dead family!" Morgan roared and fired the crossbow again. The crossbow bolt passed through the periphery of the thunder and lightning, and was instantly strengthened by the electric spirit, like a huge thrust, tearing the dragon scales open, and the entire crossbow bolt was completely shot in.

Buñuaz's screams of pain were replaced by a wail before death, and his sharp tone became so weak and quieter. Eventually, as the dragon's head lowered and its limbs and wings shook slightly, the dragon's groan disappeared completely.