It was not only Bono's special eyes that were the first to notice the dragon's movements, but Alain Cainhurst, who was confronting the dragon, had already swung his giant blade, and the corpse guard was slaughtered by the monster that was not inferior to himself, and the hunter who had no scruples immediately swung his sword at the prey without the slightest hesitation.

The hind limbs covered with dragon scales erupted with terrifying instantaneous power, and he dragged the "blasphemy" towards the white dragon like a cannonball, and the blood and qi wrapped around the giant blade and the half-dragon monster were like substance, with the heaviness of the mountain suppressing the dragon power of the second generation level.

The "royal power" is gone.

The kingship began with a high-flying slash from Aram, like a slash from the heavens, which resounded in this sealed hall, and the violence of the king's power overwhelmed all the intruders, interrupting Aram's threatening slash.

Now, this incomparably majestic spirit also ended with the slash of the terrifying giant blade, and the Aran in mid-air once again moved a little deformed, this earth-shaking change in gravity had no effect on the power structure, and at the same time, the dragon approached the Aran in the air at an incredible speed.

Even dragonized hybrids are almost impossible to grow wings, and the dragon-shaped Deadpool is the result of deliberate mutagenesis, which means that the person who rushes towards the white dragon with the determination to hunt has become an immovable target, and it is difficult for him to even adjust the direction of his progress.

The dragon's palm slapped on the horizontal giant blade with great force, and under the overwhelming force, the prey slapped the "hunter" out at once.

Dead or not? The dragon's vertical pupils sneered at the human figure that crashed into the wall, and a human smile appeared on its face, which made people feel creepy.

"That speed." Knoll's lenses are slightly reflective.

"Instant or time zero?" August asked slowly.

"It shouldn't be time zero." Bono said: "It's more like an instant, the order of kingship is extremely high and the information is secret, and it does not belong to the category of the four great monarchs, and now he uses the spirit of the Lord of the Sky and the Wind Stream, and frankly, we may be wary of a quarter or more of all known words and spirits of the half-bloods." ”

As he spoke, the alchemy bullet had already rained towards the white dragon, but some of the scales on the surface of the white dragon's body were gradually dyed blue and black, which greatly increased the hardness of the dragon scales, and he was confident that he could use this defense to block the previous electromagnetic bullet like a beam.

The blood rain is in full bloom, the black and white interlaced scales of wounds of different sizes are in full bloom, and the oozing blood is very eye-catching in the color environment full of tension, and dyeing the black or white dragon scales with blood is the lifelong appeal of these dragon slayers.

"This time the bullet was reimbursed by Gattuso and Laurent." Bono blinked his eyes in distress, and at the same time waved his big hand, replacing Elisabeth Laurent, who was not here, and Patsy Gattuso, who could not hear this, and took the sky-high bill.

Bronze Throne? Immortal? No matter what kind of flesh strengthens the spirit of speech, it is completely useless in the face of such expensive bullets, the extremely high cost is not constant, but determined by the price of recycled metal in the alchemy market, and the matrix is the secret of the secret party.

The fields generated by the matrices above them have no special effect, but the complex loops enhance the exclusivity of the generated fields, in other words, the bullets will greatly cancel out the effect of defensive words, allowing the firepower to fall directly into the dragons' physical positions beyond the towering barriers of flesh-enhancing words.

It's a pity that this kind of exclusionary matrix is extremely versatile, and only has a good effect on certain types of speech spirits, otherwise the elders with a strong desire for control within the secret party may consider covering similar matrices in a large area in some places to achieve the effect of "collecting the world's soldiers".

"Attrition siege." After Chen Mo left, the somewhat decadent uncle inexplicably became the commander of the team, and he stared at the dragon species who was angry because of the injury, and gave an order.

He inserted an alchemy revolver into his waist, and the other gun he held in his dual hands was thrown to Ye Sheng, who was isolated from the battle: "Take the gun in your hand and shoot when we suppress the dragon, what is the result of the academy's shooting class?" Hold your breath and hit your head and spine, don't be afraid. ”

He patted Ye Sheng on the shoulder: "Death is very close to us, you know?" No one can guarantee that they will survive under the hands of the complete sub-species, but we will always resist, and we will always hope that it will not be today. ”

After speaking, Bono's cuffs shook out a golden ornate short sword, slender and sharp, and the inlaid gems made it look not like a fighting weapon, but a decorative handicraft, with a European-style gauntlet depicted with beautiful patterns, making the sword look even more harmless.

Ye Sheng tightened his grip on the alchemy revolver, filled it with shiny bullets one by one, and nodded silently.

Leaving only to sit and suppress Noel Watt and Ye Sheng, the moths invariably pounced on the flames that were almost destined to burn them out.

Carl August appeared on the dragon's hind limbs in the blink of an eye like a teleporter, and the dagger painted with poison called "Mixed Emerald" broke through the dragon's scales under the fierce chisel blow, leaving tiny marks, and the toxin smeared on the surface of the dagger entered the dragon's body through the anthill-sized wound.

In the next moment, the vertebrae as sharp as the peerless sword stabbed at Auguste's position with unparalleled killing intent, and at an interval of a few tenths of a second, the "shrinking ground" of the gods fled the scene with this hybrid who used despicable means.

For tens of millions of years, human beings have prevented the resurgence of dragons again and again, from the weak dragon species of five generations or even below the weakened power, to the three or four generations of true dragons that are enough to demonstrate the power of the dragon, to the second-generation nobles beyond the imagination of the half-breeds, and even the first kings.

Life is only the most basic and universal bargaining chip, and they give up not only life, but also honor, personality, and conscience.

They gave their lives, warriors died at the hands of dragons, and alchemists sacrificed their flesh and soul alive to sublimate the matrix and creation.

They deceived the unfinished dragons into killing their own kind, assassinating and poisoning them for the sole purpose of killing them.

They lurk in the hands of the tyrannical and suspicious king, risking the lives of their fellow citizens, waiting for the thorn of betrayal to pierce deeper into the dragons' hearts.

They even slaughtered innocent people to make the Matrix and the creatures stronger, forcing innocent women to obtain dragon's blood to steal stronger power.

Generations of hybrids have paid a high price in exchange for time for human progress, but when technology helps hybrids gain more and more advantages in the war against dragons, and the latecomers have less and less to pay, something has changed.

And in this closed hall with dragons and hybrids, such as space-based weapons, missiles and torpedoes, powerful thermal weapons are beyond the reach of whips, they still have to put their lives and honor on their gambling table like their predecessors.

Then they used swords as fangs and tore each other with noble dragons.