Just when Juan breathed a sigh of relief and thought that victory was in his hands.

A loud dragon groan rang out in the air.

A white dragon, about 20 meters long, swooped down from the clouds and spewed out a cold air.

The cold air pulled a frost belt in the rooftop garden, and the shrimp people and elven soldiers who were attacked by the surprise turned into ice sculptures in an instant.

The dwarven soldiers who were also hit were covered in hoarfrost, but the high resistance allowed them to barely move.

Under the command of Mosi, the tree elves immediately stepped forward to help.

General Thorin commanded the machine gunners to raise their guns and fire into the air.

"Da Da Da ......" "Zi ~ Zi ~" "Tu Tu Tu ......"

The "fire whip" composed of bullets shot towards the white dragon.

Juan watched as the bullet scraped strings of sparks into the white dragon's body, shattering its surface scales and digging into its hard muscles, but unable to go any further.

No, machine guns alone won't work!

“RPG！！”

The orcs pulled the trigger, and dozens of white smoke pounced towards the white dragon.

The white dragon gave up and continued to spit, spreading its huge membranous wings like bat wings, quickly raising its head, avoiding the RPG attack.

No, anti-tank rockets will not work against agile air targets!

Anti-tank missiles don't work either!

Juan yelled: "Anti-aircraft missiles! I want anti-aircraft missiles! Credit! ”

The two-headed demons and halflings moved quickly, and various types of man-portable anti-aircraft missiles were brought up.

When the white dragon circled and swooped down again, Morgan carried the "Arrow-3" portable anti-aircraft missile launcher and pulled the trigger.

"Boom"

The "Arrow-3" missile hit the white dragon head-on in the chest, blowing up the flesh and blood there.

The white dragon was taken aback, changed direction, and swept to the side.

But the three Starry Sky missiles operated by Juan have locked onto it.

"Boom Boom"

The "Starry Sky" missile exploded in a zigzag shape around the white dragon.

The white dragon was struck by countless shrapnel and trembled, and then its blackened scales mixed with minced flesh fell "crackling".

"Whew~"

The white dragon screamed miserably, raised his body and rushed into the clouds.

A "Qianwei No. 1" missile caught up with the white dragon's long lizard-like tail.

"Boom"

The white dragon's tail was blown off, and blood was sprinkled like rain.

Tyrande proudly raised his chin at Juan: "How am I playing?" ”

"There's magic, it's addictive, isn't it?"

Juan replied angrily, and then picked up a "stinger".

But the white dragon had already burrowed into the clouds.

Juan, who could not aim accurately, still fired the missile.

However, the white dragon is not a flying machine, and it belongs to the ice type of demonic beast, and there is no obvious heat source on its body.

Juan did not hear the explosion, apparently, the fired missile could not find the target and did not know where it flew.

At this moment, a dragon chant came down from the clouds.

Juan heard through the translation software of the brain chip that it was a dragon, but he didn't understand what it meant.

Until countless hailstones pierced the clouds and scattered.

"Be careful! It's dragon magic! ”

Tyrande shouted, raising his hand to hold up a magic shield, protecting Juan and Morgan by the way.

And the soldiers in the roof garden are on their own.

The swift halflings rushed back down the stairs like rats returning to their holes.

The nimble elves dodged as if dancing, perfectly avoiding the attack of the cone hailstone.

The orcs swung their baseball bats vigorously and shattered the icicles that fell towards them.

The Dragonman Self-Defense Forces used the continuous fire of AK-47s to crush all threats above them.

The dwarves with rough skin and thick magic resistance chose to resist hard, and the ice picks smashed on them, bursting, leaving them covered in hoarfrost.

The Two-Headed Demons also chose to resist hard, but they did not have the high magic resistance of the dwarves, and the icicles pierced into their bodies.

The Two-Headed Demons wailed, looking miserable, but their strong vitality ensured that they could recover quickly.

The worst of all are the shrimp people, slow alien creatures who are not able to resist magical attacks.

The grenadiers and grenades in their hands are not enough to disarm the threat of icicles.

They can only resist with their hard carapace.

However, the ice picks formed by the dragon's magic are not only physical attacks, but also the white mist formed after it shatters, which has a freezing effect.

The shrimp people who were hit by the previous ice pick were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and after being hit by the next icicle, it shattered like an ice cube and died no more.

After this round of cone hail, Juan roughly estimated that more than 300 shrimp people were smashed into pieces.

There are also more than 200 "lucky ones" of shrimp people, who were frozen into ice sculptures, but they were not broken, and I don't know if the tree spirits led by Mosi can save them.

Juan thought angrily: the anti-aircraft missile could not accurately attack the white dragon on the clouds, but the white dragon could constantly attack him with dragon language magic.

This will not work!

It must be killed!

If only there was an anti-gravity unmanned aerial vehicle "Ghost", fly up and attack it!

By the way, the army does not have active equipment, but is there an ancient flying machine?

"Lisa! Do we have drones? ”

"Yes, Mr. Juan!"

"Give it to me! Credit! ”

The halflings quickly moved into action, and drones of different models were brought up.

Drones require a certain amount of skill to operate, but for humans with brain chips, this is nothing.

Juan piloted a Gray Eagle drone with four Hellfire missiles on board to break through the clouds and find the White Dragon.

At the same time, the "Rainbow 5" drone manned by Morgan with 16 missiles also flew up.

Then there is the "Hermes"-900 UAV operated by Tyrande.

Juan glanced at Tyrande beside him with some surprise, and had to admit that there was really a genius in this world, but unfortunately, she was a 100% elf, although she didn't admit it herself.

Then, three "Witness" suicide drones flew up.

Juan saw that the operation was carried out by three moon elves who were in charge of network auditing.

They seemed proud: "It's like playing a game." ”

Obviously, these three guys are fishing and playing games during work hours.

Juan decides to go back and treat them to the fried squid.

Either expulsion, or eating fried squid, this is a special punishment for elves invented by Yaling.

But now is not the time to pursue this, everything has to wait until the fight is over.

The white dragon in the air spotted the drone that was approaching it with bad intentions, and it rushed towards it with a white mist.

The "Witness" drone crashed head-on, two of which were frozen into ice by the white fog and fell, and one hit the head of the white dragon, blowing up its face covered in blood and dizzy.

Juan took the opportunity to maneuver the drone and rushed over and launched the "Hellfire" missile.

The missile accurately hit the white dragon in the back, causing it to scream and scream.

Morgan and Tyrande were naturally not polite, taking advantage of its illness to kill it, they both manipulated drones to launch missiles.

"Boom Boom"

The white dragon was blown up all over the body, and all the bones were exposed.

It struggled to escape.

At this time, an MQ-9 "Reaper" large high-altitude long-endurance reconnaissance and combat integrated drone, carrying GBU-12 "Paveway" laser-guided bombs and 8 AGM-114 "Hellfire" air-to-surface missiles, staggered up.

Juan was surprised to see that it was actually Lisa who was manipulating, perhaps showing customers how to fly a drone as part of the salesperson's training.

But the training probably didn't include how to use a drone to fire missiles at a customer.

Juan saw the MQ-9 Reaper drone operated by Lisa rushing straight towards the white dragon.

"Wait a minute, Lisa! That's not how this drone works! ”

"Boom"

At Juan's shouts, the MQ-9 Reaper drone, loaded with ammunition, crashed into the white dragon's abdomen and exploded.

In an instant, the white dragon was engulfed by the fireball, and then, dragging the black smoke down.