Hundreds of old and weak women and children were running desperately on the winding mountain road on Longfeng. People panic but don't mess up, and when someone falls, the person next to them will help them up. Despite the constant screams behind them, and as soon as those voices were likely to be their loved ones, everyone did not look back, nor did they cry hysterically. A hundred years of hard life in the mountains has already endowed everyone with a strong heart.

Looking at the meandering upward flow of people, Karayang was not in a hurry. He suffered too much this time in the mountains, and he almost threw his surname on this land. Now it's time for him to have some fun.

He gently slit the throat of a young girl. This is already the sixty-first sword he has stabbed on this girl. At the time of the fifth sword, the beautiful black panther lost the effect of the transformation technique and was restored to this ** girl. It's a pity that she looks a little ugly, and in front of her subordinates, Karayang can't enjoy his greatest pleasure wantonly. But it doesn't matter, torture and killing are also a good option. After sixty swords went down, the maiden had completely lost her beautiful body, and Karayang finally decided that it was time to end his game.

It's time for him to look for his next target.

Although he, Chrisma, and Des claimed to be in charge of Hope, Fear, and Death respectively, in fact, where would it be their turn to be in charge of such an important duty in the Heavenly Realm, that is, in this world, in the Church of Light alone, there were several people of higher rank than them. The three of them, in fact, were only in charge of the trial of these three crimes in the Inquisition. The subordinates figured out what they wanted and added these three names to them. The three of them pretended to reprimand and excuse themselves, and they accepted it happily. Anyway, what does it matter if they are shouting within the Last Judgment Circle? After a long time, they seem to have some illusions, as if they were really in charge of these functions when they were in the heavenly realm.

Fortunately, Ophirok is gone, and Augustus is greatly damaged, which greatly increases their hopes of coming forward. And Wella's death is great news. As an angel of light in her special combat form, she was unlucky enough to meet Rodriguez's challenge before she could adapt to her new body. The necromancer, the nightmare of the Church for three hundred years, also vanished in the light of judgment. Although Karayang was arrogant, he also knew that if the necromancer still existed in the world, he would not provoke this character if he was given no amount of courage.

"As long as this merit is made again, the old thing of the Pope will at least have to arrange a position for Boss Des as deputy head of the Holy Knights. And Chrisma and I, at least we will be promoted to the rank of Associate Inquisition, right?, this task is a bit of a hassle, but the Pope seems to take good care of us, let's hunt down the level 10 magicians?

It didn't take long for a dozen young druids who had volunteered to stay behind them to lay dead on the ground. The Holy Knights had caught up with the tail of the fleeing procession and began the slaughter.

The Holy Knights and Enforcers brought out by Karajan and Chrisma were no strangers to massacres, and even very familiar. They are very efficient in dismembering the defenseless elderly, women and even children with a single sword. The first sword always makes people incapacitated or resists just right, and it will never let people die easily. Then they would carefully cut the non-lethal vital parts with their swords, adding as much pain as possible to the infidels, in order to punish them for their transgressions.

The mountain road was covered with miserable clouds. But more than half of the villagers have made it to the summit.

Karajan cut down an old man and climbed to the top, and for a moment, the impact was too huge to make him completely stunned!

After ascending it, he realized that this place was just the peak waist. In front of Karajan was a clearing hundreds of meters in circumference, and on the other side of the clearing was a stone cliff that was hundreds of meters high, and on the cliff there was a huge cave ten meters above the ground. The villagers all scrambled to the cave.

Karajan didn't chase after him, for in the darkness of the cave there were two golden flames shining.

This flame is clearly the eye of a huge creature!

There seemed to be a cold rush in Karayang's heart, and he instinctively sensed the crisis. It's an intuition that transcends reason, a sense of crisis that can only be felt when facing the most formidable enemies. Karajan looked back and saw a calm Krisma and his fierce subordinates, and his heart was a little more reassured.

He and Chrisma looked at each other, and confidence was dark. With the strength of the two of them descending angels, even if there is a dragon hiding in the cave, there is no need to be afraid at all. The two made a few gestures behind their backs, and the subordinates watched and secretly prepared according to the predetermined tactics.

The Holy Knights lined up in a neat formation and began to advance slowly. The light mages chanted incantations incantationally, and the knights shone with a variety of colors from time to time, indicating that they had been blessed with magic. They approached less than thirty meters from the villagers before stopping.

Karayang said loudly: "We are knights from the Church of Light, the representative of the Most High God in this world! Now, in the merciful name of the Lord, I ask you to hand over the blasphemer and the murderer of the Lord's servants! Now, I give you three seconds to think about it! If you fail to do these two things, I will judge you as a heretic in the name of the Lord and put you to death on the spot!"

There were still sixty or seventy villagers under the mouth of the cave, who looked at Karayang indifferently, ignoring his threats.

At the top of the Dragon Peak, Rogge hid it properly, observing the movement under the peak with the eyes of a wizard. What he can see, Fengyue can see. Only Gregory couldn't see anything, and was a little anxious. But he didn't dare to make a mistake. The one of his kindred just below it was much more powerful than the vain bone dragon. If it is discovered, the three of them must have no good end.

There was silence on the mountain peaks.

"So!" Karajan finally spoke, "heretics, prepare to bear the wrath of the Lord!"

A deep, huge, majestic voice suddenly sounded: "O lowly human being, here, I am the only master who dominates everything!"

The wind blew across the square, and a huge figure flew out of the cave. Its wings were so wide that for a moment, the square within a radius of 100 meters seemed to be darkened.

The figure hovered in the air for a circle, and the holy knights below saw that it was a huge green dragon!

The green dragon Trirenhut proudly displayed his majestic flight posture in the air, and then swooped down on the Holy Knights with a dive. While it was still in mid-air, it opened its huge mouth, and with a dragon roar that resounded through the clouds, a dark cyan breath was overwhelmingly suppressed.

A sinister smile tugged at Karajan's lips. His long sword swung out from the bottom up, and a strong arc-shaped sword qi flew out into the sky. Chrisma also swung her sword from left to right at the same time, and the horizontal arc sword qi came first, catching up with Karayang's sword qi in the air. The two sword qi merged into one, forming a huge cross light frame and flying towards the green dragon Trirenhut.

The Light Mages chanted the same incantation in unison, forming a thin curtain of protective light above the Holy Knight before the Dragon's Breath arrived. The Enforcers unleashed orbs of light of different colors at the Green Dragon, their unique magic that reduced the protection of their enemies. And several high-level holy knights condensed their fighting energy into their spears and threw green dragons in the air.

The cross-light frame easily passed through the dragon's breath and imprinted on Trirenhut's body, and a puff of green smoke suddenly rose. It roared in pain, and its body fell down, almost hitting the ground. Immediately after it felt a little weak, the unique magic of the enforcers came into play. Fortunately, the magic protection of the green dragon is far beyond the imagination of these humans, and after so many spells, it is only slightly uncomfortable. However, the spears were not so easy to bear, and two of them pierced directly into its abdomen, piercing its incomparably hard scale armor more than half a foot deep into its flesh. It wasn't a big deal, but a spear pierced its fragile right flank, piercing its right flank.

Trirenhut finally couldn't support it anymore, and his huge body fell to the ground diagonally, right in the center of the villagers, crushing more than a dozen villagers to death.

But the church's pursuers also paid a heavy price. The green dragon's breath collided with the shield formed by the Light Mage, and it completely shattered the shield, shrouding dozens of holy knights and enforcers in a green mist. Several of those with shallow skills were immediately unable to support them, and they were instantly turned into charred skeletons by this dragon breath that was mixed with highly poisonous and strong acid. The rest of the people used their fighting spirit to protect themselves and desperately escaped from the range of the dragon's breath, and in this short distance of more than ten meters, more than ten knights fell.

The sudden blow hit Trirenhut hard, and it completely angered him. It couldn't imagine that these lowly human beings would dare to resist it, and even hurt its incomparably noble body! It didn't care about the severe pain in its body, and with a roar of rage, it finally stood up. Only then did the crowd see its true face.

It was a gigantic creature that was a full seven meters tall! The bowl-sized dark green scales shimmered with oily colors and covered its entire body. The huge dragon head was a meter and a half long, and a faint cyan smoke emanated from its huge mouth and nostrils. More than a dozen sharp horns of varying lengths stretched out from the back of its head, and there were huge sharp bone spurs on the back of its neck and the center of its back.

With a flap of its wings, the green dragon easily jumped over a distance of more than ten meters, and landed in the group of holy knights, and with a sweep of its giant tail, it swept away the two enforcers with a strong wind, and with a wave of its front paws, it knocked one of the holy knights to the ground. The green dragon bit him, and then the dragon shook off and tore him in two. The blood of the entrails and the canopy rained down on the ground. The sudden tragic scene stunned some of the holy knights.

The dazzling sword light lit up again!

The Karayang man followed the sword and flew into the sky! Half of the green dragon's left wing was cut off alive in the light of the sword! Trirenhut roared in pain, and with a agility that was not commensurate with its huge size, it turned its head and stared at the assailant who was still in mid-air, and then struck Karayang who had no time to dodge with a ball of breath and lightning. Like a kite with a broken string, Karayang was planted far away.

At the top of the peak, Gregory, who was secretly watching the battle, stood up and was about to beat the water dog. Rog grabbed it by the neck bone, lifted it back, and pressed it to the ground.

Gregory was furious, and said in his heart that if it weren't for the sake of you being the master's master, even you, a tenth-level little magician, would dare to move Lao Tzu's neck bone?

Rog watched intently as the battle between the dragon and the pursuers of the Church was fierce, and exclaimed, "This dragon is really powerful! The breath is more poisonous than Gregory, and it has the surname of acid and fire! The defense and magic resistance are too high to speak, and the movements are very agile. Well, those bunnies in the church aren't fuel-efficient lamps either, and voila! another stab! Chrisma, bastard, I really didn't see that he was so good!"

"Hmph! Lonely and unheard of fat man! If you see the noble Demon Dragon, you will know what the truly powerful Dragon Clan is like! Even before I die, this little green dragon will have to be respectful when he sees me! From your human point of view, if the Demon Dragon is the great nobleman of the Dragon Clan, the Green Dragon is just a peasant! I want to ...... back then" The more Gregory said that the longer his spirit grew, and he was ready to relive the heroic past that he had told him many times.

When he struck, Gregory's skull was hit by a bone spear from Fengyue. This one hit all his stories back.

"This green dragon has been wounded, and it is very badly wounded. Fengyue said suddenly.

"Where does it hurt?" Rogge excited. The surname of the dragon who amassed wealth is known to the world. A dragon that is nearly a thousand years old must have accumulated countless treasures in its long life. Now that there are people from the church taking the lead, and it seems that they are still evenly matched, so good, when you both lose the battle, Master Rogge ** is ready to come out to pick up this big bargain and beat the water dragon.

"It had wounds on its back and wings. It flew barely when it came out of the hole. Now, it can't fly anymore. Fengyue said.

Gregory said proudly: "This is the difference between the high-level dragon clan and these low-level dragons! When our demon dragon clan is strong enough, the function of the wings is to use magic power to make themselves fly, and some demon dragons can even control gravity! This kind of cheap dragon that can only fly by blowing wind will be laughed to death." ”

Gregory was slapped by Fengyue again: "You can't fly with your wings that leak everywhere now!"

Rog suddenly said, "I can see why this dragon lives with these druids. It can't fly long distances, so it can't go too far from its nest, and foraging becomes a problem. No creature wants to be neighbors with a dragon, does it? It's nice to have these animal-controlling druids loyal to it. Tsk, what a smart dragon!"

Rogge's heart suddenly moved, and another magic mark in his body jumped. He sneered, and carefully used his mental power to move the magic mark out of his body, sticking to his magic tracking arrow. Taking advantage of the scuffle below, he quietly shot an arrow down the cliff. The dark magic arrow silently turned into the hole and quietly nailed deep into the dragon's lair.

After doing this, Rogge smiled, "Fengyue, who do you think will win and who will lose in the following two sides?"

"Dragons. ”

Rogge nodded and continued to watch.

Trirenhut did gradually gain the upper hand, and although its wings were severed by Karajan and Chrisma, respectively, its defenses were too strong for the other knights and enforcers to pose any threat to it. And Karayang and Chrisma didn't dare to face its powerful breath directly. The dragon's natural high magic resistance allows it to largely ignore magic attacks. And the results of hand-to-hand combat between humans and a dragon can be imagined.

The fierce battle on the summit has been fierce for a long time, and only a dozen of the more than 100 men brought by Karayang to the peak are still fighting bloodily. All of the Light Mages and Jungle Rangers had been killed in the previous few Treenhut breaths.

Trirenhut wasn't having a good time, and the wings on his back were now only a few of them. Multiple scales were lifted from the body, and wounds with bloody flesh fell out. Its movements had slowed down considerably, and its breath had changed from dark cyan to pale green. It had a huge wound on one of its hind legs that already saw bones, and even when it pounced, the hind leg retracted, trying not to touch the ground.

But its opponents are in even worse trouble. Karayang was already badly wounded and had already been carried out of the battlefield, and the last two light mages were constantly performing antidotes, healing, and recovery spells on him. Chrisma is struggling to support herself on the battlefield, and only he can give the green dragon Trirenhut a real threat. He nimbly walked around the green dragon, and when he had the opportunity, he would stick his sword into the gap between its scales, and then with all his strength, he would peel the scales alive.

The solidity of the scales of the green dragon Tryrenhut far exceeded Chrisma's expectations, and ten scales in a row consumed more than half of his fighting energy. He also has words of suffering. Chrisma's sword technique "Headwind" focuses on skill and speed, but the disadvantage is that it is slightly less lethal. In fact, the lethality of the "Headwind Sword Technique" is enough to easily kill a heavily armored heavy cavalry, but when facing an opponent with perverted defense, Tryrenhutte, the headwind cannot inflict a heavy blow on the green dragon at all.

But Trirenhut's swift attacks, whether it's breathing, biting, grabbing, or tail sweeping, are not something Chrisma can withstand.

"Gregory, what do you think is the dragon's weakness?" Rogge asked suddenly.

"Dragons, how can our noble and mighty dragons have weaknesses?" Gregory immediately became dissatisfied. The sound of the wind in the back of its head made it know that its master was even more dissatisfied with this answer, and the bone dragon, who knew the current affairs, immediately changed his tone:

"Although our demon dragons have no weaknesses, those low-level dragons, such as the green dragon, the sea dragon, the blue dragon, the red armor dragon, and even the black dragon, all have some weaknesses. With the exception of the Black Dragon, which is almost completely immune to magic like our Demon Dragons, all other dragons are affected by some magic. For example, the magic of your human archmage is completely lethal to the green dragon below, while our demon dragon is not affected at all. Another example ......"

"Gregory, tell me about the weakness of the green dragon below!" Fengyue was a little angry.

Gregory immediately put away his oil cavity and said succinctly: "Any winged dragon has smaller and thinner scales at the base of its wings. Since this green dragon was injured, and it hurt its back and dragon wings, its old wound was its weakness. Master, I didn't mean to talk nonsense! Now that you already know this, well, dragons generally have less belly protection. Also, the green dragon's magical defense is average, and Master Rogge can completely use magic to kill it......"

Rogge's face flushed, he still had this self-knowledge. With his little magic power, he also wants to slay a dragon? It's almost the same as slaying a dragon egg.

"There are some areas on the green dragon's body that are particularly soft, such as the eyes, anus, and subjaw. Actually, this little dragon really didn't take it into my eyes before......"

"Does the green dragon have any magic that is particularly fearful, or is it a special caste?" asked Rogge.

"Green dragons, they are generally acid and poisonous dragons, and their hand-to-hand combat ability is also average, and their strength is inferior among the dragon clan. But it doesn't seem to have anything particularly to fear. Gregory struggled to recall his previous knowledge.

The battle below has become extremely severe. The last light mage gave Karayang an advanced recovery spell at the cost of his own life. Karayang's face was visibly rosy, the wound was no longer bleeding, and new flesh buds were growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The haughty Trirenhut had exhausted his breath and was now fighting the Holy Knights with claws, a giant mouth, and an immensely powerful tail. What annoyed it the most was the leader of the invaders, who always stopped with his sword whenever he thought he could kill him with a claw or a tail to kill him. He was like a big iron ball coated with oil, and he couldn't exert his strength, so he could only watch him escape like a swimming fish.

In fact, Chrisma had already complained for a long time, and every time he was hit by the green dragon, he felt as if he had been trampled by a herd of galloping elephants. His fighting energy was rapidly depleting, and if he had exhausted his fighting energy before Karayang recovered, then all the Holy Knights would have been resting on this mountain. He regretted it, if he had known that this green dragon was so powerful, he would not have made an enemy of it head-on. His swordsmanship was too delicate and not powerful enough to cut through Trirenhut's steel-solid scales, and only Karayang's powerful sword technique "Cloud Slashing" could truly break through the Green Dragon's terrifying defenses. It's just that Karayang was only able to send out four cloud slashes in his heyday, and now that he has recovered from healing magic, how many swords can he swing to slash the clouds? How many more cloud slashes can he take to kill this green dragon? Chrisma doesn't want to think about it anymore.

Another Holy Knight couldn't dodge, and was struck by Trirenhuet, who was rushing straight at him, and flew into the air like a broken kite. The green dragon leapt ten meters into the air, caught up with the knight in mid-air, and bit him in two. Now only ten knights are still fighting, and all the light mages and enforcers are lying in pools of blood.

A gentle chant sounded on the battlefield, in a solemn, mysterious language. Chrisma knew that this was a battle prayer used by the advent angels to increase their strength. However, they are not used very often, because they are very cumbersome to use, the time is also very short, and the combat power will drop greatly after the effect of the prayer. Chrisma had been wrestling with the green dragon, and there was no time to pray, just pray, and the lethality of the headwind was still not enough to break through the green dragon's defenses. His task now is to entangle the green dragon so that Karayang has time to slash the clouds.

"In the name of my lord, give me supreme strength, and in the name of my lord, give me the highest glory......," Karayang prayed continuously, and his body gradually glowed with golden light.

Hearing Karayang's prayer, Fengyue suddenly shuddered. She listened intently to every note of the prayer.

Chrisma raised her last fighting spirit and fought the green dragon viciously. The arrogant Trirenhut also had to admit that this holy knight's sword skills were superb and his fighting spirit was skillful. It's just that he happens to restrain his strengths that makes the battle situation so one-sided.

The battlefield suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be a sun rising in Karayang's hand, rising to the sky!

A golden flame tumbled out of the sun, striking Trirenhut like lightning! The green dragon screamed and fell to the ground, rolling in great pain.

What a terrifying picture of a seven-meter-high, fifteen-meter-long behemoth rolling all over the ground? At least the four holy knights and a dozen villagers who were crushed to death had a more or less taste of their own lives.

Chrisma took the opportunity to get out of the battlefield, picked up Karayang, who had fallen with all her strength, and quickly fled to the edge of the cliff, and the emperor fled. He knew that Karayang's sword had hit the green dragon hard, but it was only a heavy blow, far from fatal. If you don't run away at this time, you will be a fool.

What opened Rogge's eyes was that Chrisma was still busy while escaping, kicking five long swords and stabbing down several villagers, which was a little bit of a bad breath.

The few remaining Holy Knights also tried to escape, but the mighty Trirenhut had recovered from the pain. It guarded the passage on the edge of the cliff and looked coldly at a few helpless knights. Karajan's sword left a deep wound on its abdomen that was a meter long, and pale cyan blood was constantly flowing from the wound.

"Stupid humans! How dare you hurt me like this! Today, I will put aside my identity and pride and entertain you with terror and despair!" the green dragon almost roared with a declaration of judgment.

It easily knocked out several knights, tearing them apart little by little with the slowest speed and the highest finesse it could achieve.

Rog stared coldly at Karajan and Chrisma, who were constantly fleeing, and the light in his eyes became colder and colder. He smirked and prepared to follow. In the past, he plus Fengyue and Bone Dragon were not the opponents of any of the advent angels, but now it is different, the advent angels who are seriously injured, exhausted of fighting energy, and poisoned, he is not afraid of a few more.

Rog seemed to see the peerless beauty of Elesis in the flames again.

The poignancy of that moment, whenever he thinks of it, will make him feel extremely sad.

The flames are blazing.

Does the pain in your body overwhelm the pain in your heart?

Do you know that in my heart, it hurts as much as you do......

Rogge closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When I opened it again, my eyes were completely cold.

As soon as he took a step, he stood again.

Not far away, the magic wave that had resonated with the second tracking magic marker was heading at full speed. It's just that the target of this magic wave is now in the depths of the dragon's lair. Everyone knows that a wounded dragon will definitely not have a good temper.

Rogge sneered, he wanted to see who this person really was.

;