Chapter 47: Sacrifice
The ancient demon dragon Bunuaz, although he has not completely awakened from sleep, is a non-complete body with dark brown dragon scales, but the powerful dragon body itself has been exerted by the three-faced god Fisquiro, and it is even more powerful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 However, in order to target the fighting spirit released by the Great Magister, there is a fatal weakness - iron weapons, fortunately, the swords, guns and sticks of ordinary soldiers are just small fights and itches, and what really worries Fisquiro is the large weapons of war.
In order to manipulate the ancient demon dragon, Fisquiro fused himself with the dragon spirit and forcibly dragged the dormant Bunuaz awake, so when the demon dragon was hit by the iron crossbow, Fisquiro also suffered the same damage, which can be proved by the blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth before. Now his spirit body is being bound by Blazer and Carl, and he can't participate in the war, so he can only pin his hope on Bunuaz. Fisquiro wasn't very worried, the reason was that he had enough confidence in the dragon, and the second was that he still had two killer tricks unused, and the face hidden in the mask smiled evilly, quietly waiting for the show to begin.
"Hugo, the demon dragon in a non-fighting state, you can't hurt it!" Rocky quickly rushed to the side of the garrison officer and said, "Re-form a reasonable formation, and when we force the demon dragon to use the fighting spirit, you will attack again." “
"Old Dean, we are determined to die, and we cannot rely on the power of the Great Magus again and again. Hugo replied categorically.
"The people who have the heart of death are not only the heroic Meicheng garrison, but also the six demon guides of our human race!"
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The dragon Buñuaz turned its head towards the crowd that had gathered from the streets and alleys, and let out a customary dragon roar. This time, however, the people were no longer afraid of the shrill screams, and they lined up in an orderly formation, their expressions of determination imprinted on their fearless faces.
The sky suddenly changed dramatically, and what had been a clear blue sky was suddenly covered by a large area of dark clouds. The sun covers the whole day, L is endless, and the huge Meicheng can't see a trace of sunlight for a while, and the day instantly turns into night. When people looked up, there were faint streams of thunder and lightning beating in this strange sky, and there was a tendency to gradually increase, and white lightning dyed the black clouds in a flickering light.
As the people turned all their attention to the sky, the ground shook with it, and the soldiers felt as if the hard marble floor had turned into a soft muddy ground under their feet, and some of them even sat on their butts with unsteady heels.
There are dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the land is loose and the earth is roaring, is it the enemy's terrifying power, just when everyone was puzzled, several thick voices suddenly sounded, majestic and powerful, as if coming from the distant shore, and like a whisper in the ear.
"Forbidden Curse!" "Forbidden Curse!" "Forbidden Curse!"
"Heaven and thunder!"
"Heaven and thunder!"
"Heaven and thunder!"
Fisquiro's smug face changed violently in an instant, and he yelled in shock, "Not good!"
Immediately, several streaks of gray-brown dirt erupted from the dragon's feet, like stumbling ropes in the bushes, firmly wrapped around Bunuaz's limbs, wings, and tail. The dragon was mired in a great mire of death, and it desperately tried to break free, but the slime-like dirt bound it was so strong that it couldn't extricate itself. And new dirt is constantly pouring out of the mire, eroding the dragon's body.
The sky full of dark clouds also made a loud "boom" at this time, and the excited thunder and lightning converged together, forming an extremely thick lightning bolt, which slashed straight down from the sky and headed towards the dragon's head. In the dark clouds that covered the entire plum city, new thunder and lightning were constantly generated, as if they had been guided, and the goal was the same as running towards the root of the thick lightning.
The demon dragon Bunuaz, which was stuck to the ground and could not move, was sturdy and withstood the continuous damage of the flash power, and it let out a wail that was a thousand times more painful than before, and hurriedly released its fighting energy. Then the elemental spirits who were urged by the forbidden spell were so tenacious and fierce at the moment, and before the fighting spirit completely tore the dirt on their bodies and the lightning above their heads, the new earth elements and thunder elements only followed. In this way, in the sky and above the earth, the elemental elves went forward and fought fiercely against the fighting spirit.
The demon dragon, who had never been able to get rid of the restraint and pain, had to continue to fight with an overload, and the strength was even greater than the sum of all the previous dragons' fighting energy. All of this was seen by Hugo, the garrison officer, who had already known everything. "It's now, troops charge!" he waved his sword and gave the order, and the people ran towards the dragon with a shout.
Before the formation, Lodge told Hugo that the dragon's fighting defense was like a mountain, and the soldiers' attacks were like farmers moving mountains. Relatively speaking, the ability of farmers is extremely small, but the mountain that is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers will be bulldozed little by little sooner or later. The Magus would use a forbidden spell that would counter life to lure the dragon into using its fighting energy, and the Terran soldiers would take advantage of the dragon's lowest physical defense to attack.
Hugo's moist eyes reluctantly looked at the backs of the garrison, he knew that these good men of Meicheng would be gone. These pulsing beings will be torn to shreds like the elemental elves to neutralize the fighting spirit's defenses.
Soon, the vanguard of Meicheng's guards had rushed to the edge of the Demon Dragon's fighting spirit, and they were the most loyal and heroic garrison officers in Meicheng. The vanguards wielded their iron weapons and slammed into the invisible barrier. The fierce wind tore their skin, muscles, and even bones, and in a short period of time, the vanguard had been replaced by pools of blood. Then the sacrifice was not completely ineffective, and each impact of the iron weapon slightly reduced the range and strength of the fighting spirit. But how many people can be fearless in this kind of completely suicidal attack?
Just as the soldiers hesitated again, the figure of an old man appeared in front of everyone. "Don't be afraid, Terran warriors, death is not an end, but a legacy. People will always remember this earth-shattering battle, and your fearless spirit will forever be sung by future generations!" With that, Old Dean Rocky left a kind smile, dragged his old body, and turned to run towards the dragon.
The soldiers were shocked and saddened to see the Grand Magister Lodge, standing in the midst of the fierce wind blade of the fighting spirit. He urged his magic to resist the damage of the Dou Qi, and the elemental elves obviously couldn't bear the strength of the Dou Qi, and wounds appeared on the wrinkled skin. The skinny old dean was already like a bloody man, covered in blood, but he always wore that warm smile.
"Show courage, there are too many beautiful things in this world that are worth protecting!" finally couldn't resist the tear of the fighting spirit, and after leaving the last words, the great Terran Grand Magus, the dean of the college county of the Principality of Mandis, and the amiable old man, completely disappeared into the fighting spirit.
"Old Dean!" Hugo screamed in pain, and his tears fell to his heart in an instant. He roared and lifted his weapon, and was about to charge at the dragon, but was held by a gentle but powerful hand.
"The old dean is right, death is not the end, but the inheritance. Now it's time for us old fellows to set an example, you're still young, there's something else to do, and the hope of Meicheng is pinned on you!" "Pro-Guards, let's go and pave the way for peace and beauty!"
The two spiritual pillars of Merdes City, the Grand Magister Lodge and the city lord Boris, one has died fearlessly in the wrath of the demon dragon, and the other has rushed to the enemy without fear of life and death. At that moment, the people burst into tears, and could no longer bear the cowardice and cowardice, and they all raised their weapons and followed in the footsteps of the city lord Boris!