Chapter 337: Hitting a Bottleneck
Sarren didn't pay attention to the other people's battles, he planned to take this opportunity to try his hand at Margolon and experience the strength of this orc ancestor.
Excluding rock-based creatures that no longer exist, Margolon is the culmination of the evolution of the Orc and Ogre races.
They are inherently capable of manipulating earth elementals, covering their bodies with solid rock armor and carving some esoteric Titan runes into their armor.
This is their natural ability inherited from their distant ancestor Gorond, derived from the Pantheon Titan, Agrama the Avenger.
"Bell!"
Quelcella's blade struck the rock armor, failing to penetrate the rune-engraved rock formations.
"Roar!"
Margolon angrily raised her arm to bounce away the insects that dared to attack her, and with her other hand slammed the ground, a sharp spike of earth rose from the ground in an attempt to skewer Sarean on it.
"Boom!"
Flying backwards, Sarian retracted his left arm holding the sword, and smashed his fist on the side of the earth thorn with the strange power of the dragon, easily disintegrating this round of crisis.
Margolon remained unnoticed, its eyes fixed on the massive dragons.
Compared to the flesh-and-blood Goron, Margolon's strength is actually not a qualitative leap, at least not as good as the demigod-level strength like Gruel, which makes Sarian helpless.
Several of the Sons of Grull have legendary strength, but they don't need Sarren's help to deal with them, someone will take care of them.
The average goron is around 40-45 in level, and the average magoron is 2-3 levels higher than the goron, but they are more skilled in the use of natural powers.
Gorons are unable to form solid rune-rock armor on their bodies, which makes them much less defensive than Margolons, and they can only resist attacks with their flesh and blood.
Valera and Stellagossa work together to fight the two Golons, slicing through the flesh with a blunt knife that deals damage to their enemies.
Margolon's rock armor does not cover the entire body, mostly concentrated on the limbs and back, and the chest and head are flesh and blood.
Due to Margolon's size, it was difficult for Sarean to jump to its chest and head to deal effective damage.
To Margolon, the great sword Quelsala was like a nail clipper for giving it a pedicure.
"The gods descend to earth!"
The Sarjan who launched the Celestial Descent has grown in size, but it is still very different from Margolon.
"Come ...... again"
Sarjan used the Dragonman Transformation that had only recently been sorted out and improved.
Compared with before, the dragon scale coverage of the dragonman's transformation has been expanded, and the scale density and hardness have also been significantly improved.
After moving the fleshy wings that grew after the dragonman, Sarian kicked the ground with his feet slightly bent, and while launching a heroic leap, his wings flapped violently one after another, turning the force of the upward rush into a lateral movement.
Margolon had no idea that the dwarf in front of her could cause damage to herself.
When Sarren's greatsword slipped into its one-eye, Margolon woke up from a dream looking in the other direction.
But by this time it was too late to come back to his senses.
The castrated Giant's blow left a long scar on Margolon's face, completely blinding its one eye.
"Whoa!!"
Losing her sight, Margolon frantically waved her hands and attacked indiscriminately.
Instead of backing down, Salian moved closer to the blind spot where Margolon's arm struggled to retract the attack, stomping on the rock armor on its shoulder, leaping high above Margolon's bloodied head.
"Die!"
The slash aimed at the wound inflicted more severe secondary damage on Margolon, even splitting its skull altogether.
With a devastating brain blow, Margolon finally collapsed with a wail, causing a small earthquake as her huge body hit the ground.
"Whew~"
After landing steadily, Salian gasped.
"Sure enough, when fighting this giant beast creature, you have to aim for the head point, and attacking other parts is a pure waste of time."
The two adult dragons that followed Saberian were of average strength.
They had been provoked by Onexia before, and they were still snickering in their hearts when they saw Saberian die at the hands of Gruul.
When Aregos reverted back to the blue dragon archetype and found the two black dragons, one male and one female, they finally realized that something was wrong.
But by this time, there were no companions who could pull out their hands to help them, and the two had to work together reluctantly, fending off Aregos's hateful attacks with difficulty.
The son of Malygos the Weaver, a rising star of the already famous Blue Dragons, Aregos is far more skilled in arcane magic than the young Stellagosa.
With one enemy and two enemies, Aregos gradually gained the upper hand, overwhelming the two black dragons who were guarding each other and not cooperating tacitly.
Merin Sera and Karen are honest and low-key, and they inconspicuously enter the Golon group, cleaning up the "miscellaneous soldiers" like chopping melons and vegetables.
After slaying three Margolons in quick succession, Sarren's movements suddenly stopped.
The expected barrage immediately asked questions.
[Bottlenecked? γ
[Almost, that's it, retrieving the dragon egg is the top priority. γ
[Anyway, why does Sarren have to fight a giant beast like Margolon? γ
[Accumulate experience in advance, Kil'Gardan and Akmund are also very large, and the other giant enemies are Lorcan, Ragnaros, Hela, etc., all of them are giant-level creatures, not to mention the Titan Agus later. γ
As the barrage says, accumulate experience in fighting giant beasts in advance, and you won't be in a hurry when you face enemies of a similar size again in the future.
Retreating from the battlefield, Salian glanced up.
Thanks to the efforts of Merin Sera and Karen, the number of Goron on the battlefield has decreased dramatically, and the efficiency of these two dragons is much higher than that of Sarren.
Grull was so entangled by Crassus that he couldn't pull out his hand to support his children.
Under the persuasion of Sinistra, Onexia and Chromie finally stopped fighting, and the three joined the battle, defeating Gruul's seven sons to the ground.
It's just that in the face of the black dragon, Grull has a great deal of confidence that he can win, but these strange dragons that suddenly jumped out of him couldn't finish him at once.
Crassus is an atypical example of the Red Dragons, and in addition to the Red Dragon's natural life force, he also has the Arcane Magic, which the Blue Dragons are best at.
With Inas as a living example of how there is no reproductive isolation between different dragons, SalΓ©an suspects that a certain generation of the ancestors of Crassus has blue dragon blood.
Crassus's fighting style is varied, with life flames and various arcane magics.
Where has Grull, the landowner who has been guarding his one-third of an acre of land, seen this, and his scalp is numb and retreating from the same spell show without the same kind of spell.
When Merinthra and Karen were about to empty Goron of the battlefield, Grull finally made up his mind to retreat.
"Roar!"
With a roar of rage, Gruul's thick arms smashed to the ground at the same time, manipulating the earth elemental to lift a sturdy wall of high earth in front of Crassus.
Taking advantage of the fact that Crassus was obscured by the earthen wall, the huge Grull turned his head and ran with great dexterity, ignoring his children who were in danger.
The bosses all ran away, and the surviving Goron naturally had no will to fight, and fled in a panic.
Chromie tries to chase them out and kill the sons of Grull, but Onexia stops her.
"Forget it, it's important to get down to business, there's no need to waste time on them."
Under the frantic attack of Aregos, the last two adult black dragons could no longer support them, and they fell to the ground one after another with scars and died on the spot.
Taking advantage of this dragon second-generation celestial group to clean up the battlefield, the three of Sarjan followed the dragon egg's mother, Cinestra, to search everywhere.
When he got the map drawn by Onexia from Valeera, Salian couldn't help but complain.
"What the hell is this map? Who can understand this ghost-like pattern? β
Cinesstra smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Don't worry about the broken map, I can sense the approximate location of the children, come with me." β
"Hee-hee-hee~"
Chromie, who pricked up his ears and eavesdropped the whole time, did not shy away from aiming at the blackened Onexia and let out a mocking sound.
"Your drawing skills have really not improved at all."
"Long-winded!"
Onexia turned her head angrily: "Where do we dragon clans need to paint in person, there are tool people for us to drive." β
Chromie tilted his head: "Tool man? It's a fitting statement, but this new coined word must not have been coined by you, a little fool, right? β
Onexia: "You mouth...... It has to be said that it is a miracle that he has not been beaten to death at this age. β