The terrifying aura fluctuations spread like the tide of the sea, and the enemies of countless living beings crossed the sky, and in the midst of the blood-colored ocean-like storm, the dazzling scarlet glow was also the only one.

The dwarven scout, who specializes in enhancing his eyesight, looked at the huge blood-colored monster in the sky with the instinctive sense of fear that emerged.

It wasn't any of the dragons described in any of the dragon-related materials that could be found in the mountains, and with their experience with distance, they were able to confirm that the other party was about half the size of the largest dragon beast wreaking havoc on the battlefield.

Two pairs of blood-colored wings co-exist on top of its body, elongating the proportions of each other's bodies.

However, the length is still shorter than its wingspan, especially that of the main wing.

The giant main wings that didn't look like wings, like the Storm Wyvern with giant wings in the Tyrant's Wings.

Even though it is covered with large scales, it can be seen that its strong and robust forelimb claws make the upper body that contains these limbs appear extremely strong, with a robust silhouette that is not small from the back half of the body.

The ailerons, which open out at the lower back and fan with the main wings and set off a blood-colored storm, although not as strong as the main wing, have a considerable area.

The long, thick blood-colored tail was densely covered with solid scales with a prominent midridge, and at its end, a long, thick tail blade like a sharp blade, like those drakes covered in spiked armor.

But with his keen eyesight, he could still see that the axe-like tail blade was actually separated, like a claw....... Like the winged claws of the Storm Wyvern that wields axe-blades.

A monstrous dragon head covered in blood-colored scales that bulged like rocks.

At the very tip of the dragon's head, which is close to a triangular silhouette, a single horn like a curved triangular pyramid with a sharp tip like a sharp blade sticks out.

Overhead, the frenzied crown of thorns formed by the overlapping of hard, rough scales and protruding spine-like bones was the brightest end of the giant eye-like picture with the sea of blood.

Under that blood crown, a pair of vertical pupils moved down slightly at this moment, and the huge scarlet pupils, like jewel-like bloody eyes, swept towards the King of Wintercastle who burst out from the ground and crashed in the roar of the crackling ground.

On the ground, dwarves and nest dragons were also watching this scene.

They could see the tyrant's terrifying form, but they could also confirm the King's record of killing one terrible drake after another with ease.

It can also confirm that the whole body rune is integrated under the connection of the blood battle rune.

The wings of the tyrant were torn apart by him.

The tyrant's claws slashed and shattered at him.

The crown of tyrants was also nothing before him.

The Tyrant's Scale could not stop his power either.

They roared and shouted, as if they could see the King of Winterhold swing his axe and hammer through the tyrant's body, shattering its scales, breaking off its claws, and crushing its crown.

It's just that in the next moment, when the blood crown and giant horn formed by the giant thorns intertwined lit up with dazzling blood light, the tyrant's blood tail flicked—

Boom!!!

In the midst of all the dwarves, nest dragons, and all the creatures on the battlefield suddenly became strong and instinctively palpitated, only a muffled thunderous roar was heard, and the scaly tail blade like a scimitar formed when the tail claws were closed drew a dazzling blood-colored trajectory in the sky, slashing towards the king of Winterhold's illusory axe and hammer. ….

The blood streaks that flowed on the scaly tail blade, like an armored dragon blade, burst out with dazzling brilliance in this violent impact.

Similarly, the runes on the Mad Emperor's arm in the hands of the King of Winterhold all over his body became dazzling.

And yet—

In the midst of the collision, the body of the King of Winterhold blasted out in an explosion of blood-colored qi and energy.

The blood-colored thing that seemed to be a bone-eating beast that gnawed at the King of Winterhold like a living thing, and the blood that burst from the muscles and skin on his body drew a blood-colored trail in the sky.

The cone-shaped barrier brought up by the sonic boom was also stained blood.

With a straight trajectory, the body of the King of Winter Castle slammed with precision into an ancient cannon that was raising its muzzle and aiming at the sky.

Some dwarves realized the landing point at this distance and dodged in advance.

Some dwarves thought that their weapons were strong enough to dodge.

Some dwarves were above this, and their minds flashed through how to help the King of Winterhold slow down the impact.

However, the loud sound of metal impact, the sound of the solid cannon bending, cracking, and shattering, mixed with the violent impact, completely exploded the cannon completely.

The dwarf who did not evacuate was killed on the spot, and even if he was not killed on the spot by the impact of the King of Winterhold, he was also pounced on by the strange monster that fell from him, showing a vague blood-like posture, and tore his body with the bloody teeth and claws formed between the wriggling, and even burrowed into it.

In the strange sound of corrosive body, the battered dwarf made an eerie sound of ho-ho, a look of madness and ferocity, intertwined with fear and confusion.

However, at this moment, the King of Winterhold, who had been hit extremely hard, and the countless ruptured wounds on his body were rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he roared wildly, and his incomparably huge thick arm compared to the dwarf slammed out with a punch, and the hideous thing formed by the strange wriggling blood, along with the eroded dwarf, was instantly smashed and splashed out.

The King of Winterhold stood up again, propping up his broad, heavy upper body with one hand, his legs slightly bent onto the broken and dismantled weapon.

The sharp edges of the cracked steel did little harm to the King of Winterhold, cracking and twisting beneath his feet in the terrifying power he had once again erupted.

As countless pieces of metal crumbled, his body blasted out of the ground like a cannonball again with a loud bang, wielding the Mad Emperor's hammer axe to attack the tyrant in the sky again.

Above the sky, the tyrant of the nesting dragons, looking at the king of Wintercastle who pounced again, his all-round perspective fell on his tail blade with a few cracks:

"Is it the result of only breaking through the core level and not strengthening the tail paw tag at the same time?"

In the voice of the heart that only the tyrant himself could hear, between the cracks, the surging blood filled it, and then instantly condensed, accompanied by another slash of the tail blade, and the blood-colored arc of light, this time, the body of the King of Winterhold, towards the metal fortress-like iron armor dragon blasted forward.

At this moment, both the Scarlet Tyrant himself and the King of Genbourg, who was in the center of his skull and his body embedded in the throne in the iron armor, could see that the runes on the King of Winterhold, which were originally integrated even when his body was wounded and cracked, had been broken many times.

The body, which was originally healed almost instantly, was still healing in the blood-colored trajectory, but in terms of speed, it was already much slower.

The whole body was deeply immersed in the throne, and the face of the King of Genbao, who was almost completely integrated with the giant rune vessel made of the dragon skeleton and the ironclad dragon, a solemn look appeared almost simultaneously with the ironclad dragon:

"King of the Mountains, don't focus on the dragon that didn't appear, we need it all together."

The breath of life that made him feel instinctual fear, the strange feeling of the enemy of all living beings, along with the tragic situation of the King of Winterhold, with the sight of the runes being cut apart, and with the wriggling blood that he saw on the King of Winterhold, was raised to the maximum.

"Otherwise, you will die, and the whole mountains will die."

Even the Beast Emperor, who had penetrated the mountains and directly broken into the fortress of the King of the Mountains, left a comment on his deathbed by the King of the Mountains and the King of Genburg, was only the "enemy of the dragon".

And this bloody tyrant is the enemy of the dwarves, the enemy of all living beings.

The other must not be allowed to survive.

For the sake of the mountains, this tyrant, must be killed with all his might, even if he dies. "For the mountains!"

In the roaring body synchronized with the ironclad dragon, the king of Gen Castle who is deep in the throne, above the old face, there is

A strong killing intent intertwined between heaviness and prudence.

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