The golden ring on David's clawwrist, which had been given to him by Salena, once again trembled in the gathering of mana.

A layer of rock armor quickly condensed from his body.

【Petrified Armor】

Let the hail of rain slap on your body with a crisp sound, and then condense into ice.

No circumvention at all.

And as the ice gathers and adsorps, it becomes larger and larger, and in the blink of an eye, it is like a small iceberg falling from the sky.

The low-altitude white dragon was a little panicked when he saw this scene, and thought that he was too ruthless, and he was stunned by himself before the other party reacted.

He immediately took a sharp breath, trying to control the opponent's almost uncontrollable dive speed with his ice dragon breath.

It's a silver dragon that also belongs to the cold line, and his breath is at most a storm.

And if the other party is planted to death like this, most of those unreasonable silver dragons will team up to go to the Old World to end their dragon nest!

There was also a nest of white dragon children in her nest who had just been trained by herself to know how to hunt in the sea and how to support her old mother.

If she was served by a litter like ten years ago, she would really be depressed after giving birth!

But how did David know that this white dragon was 'compassionate', and he was stupid enough to be a white dragon, and he was ready to use the dragon's breath against himself.

So when he was less than 500 meters close to the other party, he suddenly broke away, like a diamond gourd baby breaking out of a stone, adjusting his course and raising his body.

But with the blessing of such terrifying dynamic acceleration, the exploding stones and ice blocks covered the landing site of the barbarians on the west coast like grenades.

"What kind of magic is this!?"

Seeing this terrifying dragon scene like a meteor shower, the icy breath that was gathering momentum in the white dragon's mouth leaked directly from the side like a hiccup on the spot, and then closed his mouth for the first time.

If this thing had fallen into her mouth as she inhaled, she would have become the first adult dragon ever stoned to death.

The area covered by this rocky rain is too great to be avoided.

She could only curl up her body as much as she could, and then spread a layer of [Ice Shield] with all her might.

But her shield had barely opened, and it was shattered by a stone that was as fast as a solid cannonball at a speed of more than 200 kilometers, exploding thousands of drifting ice crystals and snowflakes.

Immediately after that, the second piece smashed into her chest with the white dragon's disbelieving gaze, and it sank down on the spot.

She felt like she might have broken several ribs.

There was a painful howl on the spot, and he fell from a low altitude.

King Girard was retreating with a band of barbarians towards the longship docked on the coast when he heard the screams of the white dragon, and suddenly everyone's hearts seemed to jump out of their chests.

That's a full-grown white dragon!

Could it be that there are already young silver dragons and even adult silver dragons arriving on the battlefield?

King Girard looked back and saw the white dragon falling from a low altitude right above the woodland temple.

At the same time, he noticed a silver dragon in the sky covered in scales that glittered in the moonlight and roared towards them, and then countless stones that rained down quickly magnified.

"Raise your shield! Dodge! ”

King Girard shouted, but his voice was almost drowned out by the deafening whistling, and he could only hide himself behind the slope as he slid down the dirt slope of the coast.

The whistling sound grew closer and louder, as if the scythe of death was swinging towards their heads.

Suddenly, a series of muffled roars instantly shook the coastal landing ground, and as far as the horizon could see, the elven tree house that had been looted by them was smashed to pieces, and the broken stone and rotten wood rose into the air.

The dirt slope behind him was also bombarded by this 'meteorite from the sky' one after another, and the dirt slope behind him seemed to be trembling, and there was sand and gravel rolling down, and there was flying dust everywhere.

King Girard saw with his own eyes as one of his shield-raising guards was reduced to broken wreckage along with his shield, and he also saw at least half of the longship capsize and sink slowly in countless splashes of monstrous water.

"No!" It made his heart ache.

He was okay with some deaths, but the destruction of the ship meant that maybe not everyone was on board.

That's the problem!

When the earth-shaking crackling sound faded away, the surviving barbarians looked up in disbelief, and the shoreline, which had been pleasant, had been completely unrecognizable, filled with smoke and dust, and the crater was littered with sparse corpses and broken round shields.

Originally, they were glad that although this 'magic' was powerful, it was somewhat sloppy, but when they noticed the longship that had been sunk at least half of it, like King Girard, their scalps immediately went numb, and the first people to find it could only hastily grab a few handfuls of belongings from the corpse and rush to the surviving ship as soon as possible.

The situation soon turned into a wrestling of people from different tribes on a long boat fighting for a place in the pit to return home.

Unlike the elven ship, which is overloaded, the barbarian's longship is basically a position and one person, and it is easy to capsize if it is overloaded too much, and they have also plundered a lot of goods this time.

Just as the barbarians were fighting for a ticket home, the whistling of the sea hit again.

"The dragon is back!!"

Frightened the barbarians, many of the barbarians who were still lying on the boat hurriedly jumped into the sea to escape the terrifying magic.

If they do it again, will they go back?

It was only to the savage's surprise that the dragon seemed to have finally normalized when it returned from the sea.

And he didn't pay any attention to their intentions at all, and went straight to the white dragon on the other side of the temple.

The barbarians, who were already seriously overloaded, hurriedly rowed their oars and started a great escape with the looted goods towards the sea.

A dozen barbarians who had just escaped the air raid had just emerged from the sea, and what they saw were their compatriots who had already left, and the High Elves who had gone and returned.

"The advantage is mine! Make a contribution, just today, rush! ”

David on the other side was flying towards the white dragon that had been 'plotted' by himself with excitement on his face, ready to capture an adult dragon with his own strength to bring a little shock to his father and dragon sister.

As a result, the white dragon seemed to sense his coming and intentions, and immediately kicked his limbs and flapped his wings like a frightened old hen, got up and flew out of the temple with a skylight open, and circled with David on the shore, and fled towards the sea without looking back.

David, who was already 'out of fuel', could only blurt out [rage] in the back:

"Run, Ma! Give me back! ”

It's just that this time the distance between the two is too far, and even David's power of rage can't reach the scope of influence.

This David off.

[Fury]

Looking at the dragon lord jumping straight on the shore, Syath and Evgeny, who were directing the elves to collect the captives, always felt that this scene was familiar, looked at each other, and then sighed in unison.

The dragon lord of his own house, no matter where he goes, is so energetic.

It's tough.

Targeted by such a person, the Kingdom of the High Elves

I'm afraid it's going to be difficult.

(End of chapter)