--"Roar!" (This chapter says that it is under construction, so it is recommended to watch it later.) ）

The miserable dragon who suffered pain saw the black dragon rushing in his face, and his whole body tightened, and immediately there was a roar from the heart.

Unfortunately, the Tragic Dragon, as a dragon matured by the Waste Giants with special food, did not have a roar commensurate with its size.

What's more, as soon as its voice roared, it exploded in front of it with an even more violent roar to fight back.

--"Fierce!"

Gordon's second-order talent [Cry of the Baby Dragon] had already been advanced by Gordon with two talent fragments given to him by the Corrupt Flashdog before he set off, and it was successfully transformed into a third-order talent, which is the characteristic of a young dragon.

"Fierce. ”

It can also be called the majesty of the true dragon, every move can be intimidating, and the weak monsters in the wilderness feel it and bow their heads, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as the legendary king.

And what effect will be the "ferocity" of this real dragon combined with the "screaming sound" of the harpy.

Only the Miserable Dragon itself and the monster minions around it could feel it.

Gordon's roar completely overshadowed the cry of the Miserable Dragon, and the invisible sound continued to spread outward, until it was a hundred meters away, and the gray-black branches slowly stopped shaking.

On the nearby battlefield, many members of the Yaling side listened to the dragon's roar that exploded in their ears, and before they could react to what kind of creature it was, they were pleasantly surprised to find that their enemy was actually at a critical moment, and they were stunned like nails nailed to the spot, and they did not wield their weapons to fight back!

This roar also allowed many Yalingcheng monsters to escape, and they also unexpectedly got a chance to fight back.

And this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity where will the members of the Yaling Alliance let go, the rangers release arrows, the swordsmen slash, and the vines are eaten.

Difficult enemies are like wild beasts in bondage, left to their mercy.

Wait until they settle their enemies and see who the person who just turned the tide on them was.

I had already seen that in the afterglow of the setting sun, on the black soil of the endless gray withered forest, a string of thick liquid flames the color of the burning clouds in the sky erupted from the mouth of the hideous black dragon, covering all the limbs of the miserable dragon firmly imprisoned under it.

The lava fire echoes the afterglow of the end of the sky.

Outside the battlefield, there was also a lot of talk about Gordon, and they were all Yaling soldiers who had finished the outlying parts, some from Wimstein City and some from the Summer King's Court.

"This black dragon! is the real dragon companion that Peria's little guy brought back?"

Yaling, who recognized Gordon's origin, sighed.

Of course, thanks to the appearance of Gordon and the other dragons, the thick scales like black armor, the four hideous horns pressed on the thick and short neck, and the terrifying fangs exposed like a red dragon, it is even more suspicious.

"That's right, it's the team of the "Troublemaker" Mistress Dilisa, and the "Wind Chaser" Mirivia is also there!"

Someone with sharp eyes also saw the half-human, half-deer forest spirit girl who was shooting arrows behind her and the active colorful flash, after all, this color fairy spirit dragon was very conspicuous in the corrupt forest with only gray withering.

Although Di Lisa and they are not high-level professionals, their fourth-order strength is enough to be famous in various places, and they are naturally strong enough to be responsible for solving tricky monsters on the battlefield.

What's more, they are all females, and their popularity is naturally high, and it is natural for many Yaling to know them.

"It's so beautiful! Mirivia's smile and smile, even the appearance of the arrow is so moving, it is simply a gift from the god of nature!"

"Yes, but I heard that Mirivia is only looking for someone stronger than her, so why don't you die of this heart!"

The discussion was suddenly deviated, so that some Yaling wanted to tell it seriously, and the breath of this black dragon seemed to be different from the painting style of other real dragons, so they silently closed their mouths and began to pay attention to the movement of the battlefield.

At this time, the miserable dragon is also bitter in his heart, although it is a waste giant, a ripening dragon, it does not mean that its intelligence is low, it also has the inheritance of dragons.

It now feels like it's in big trouble.

Originally, it was assigned by the Waste Giant King Quest, who was its master.

As a sentinel, it is naturally responsible for guarding the borders of the monster territory, especially in the direction facing the city of Wimstein, keeping an eye on it to prevent those cunning Yalings from escaping here.

Therefore, it had already participated in the battle as soon as it discovered the enemy's situation, but he never expected that a black dragon would rush out of the forest and press its bloated and fat body to the ground.

Just as the Quest master held it down, it could not move in the face of absolute power.

But what's worse than this is the slime-like flames that spit out of the black dragon's mouth, forgive it for describing it, because it usually comes into contact with these rotten and decaying things the most in the dark region, and this is what flows from its body.

The flame was directly attached to its greasy scales, and burned even more vigorously, and although it had no hair, its body seemed to burn, and it felt like it was hanging on the top of its head.

After all, the temperature of this flame alone was much higher than that of any red dragon they had ever seen, in short, it was not something that this age group could spew.

Therefore, the Miserable Dragon subconsciously called for its allies, the Waste Giant Warriors, to come and fight alongside it.

At the same time, the dragon's body that was tormenting in the magma also struggled to escape from the black dragon's claws in front of him.

And Gordon naturally won't let it go, when the dragon blessed with various buffs, its strength has far exceeded the tragic dragon in front of him, after all, the tragic dragon is not a creature that grows in strength.

Therefore, the meager resistance coming from under him only made it more excited.

It wrapped its tail around one of the hind limbs of the Tragic Dragon, and then the whole dragon rode on the slightly bloated and fat belly of the Tragic Dragon, and the hind limbs exerted force, once kneeling to press the forelimbs of the Tragic Dragon who wanted to choke its neck, and the two front paws firmly pressed the Tragic Dragon's python-like neck, pressing the Tragic Dragon's head against the still burning hot magma on the ground.

I have to say.

This land, once part of the Forest of Twilight, has been completely infected by the corrupting curse brought by the desolate giant King Quest.

The will of the Fairy Wilderness is very weak here, so by mistake, its magma residual temperature is still there.

And because of the faint tumor on the neck of the tragic dragon, Gordon's hand felt quite good, soft.

I don't know if it's the body structure of the Tragic Dragon, or a special reason, under the round of attacks of the Gordon team, the Tragic Dragon's resistance is still strong, such as the tumors that continue to burst on the body, and the flowing necrotic, decaying and decaying pus are scattered all over the earth.

And this pus also made the protective evil aura on Gordon's body gradually weaken, and many protective aura, tree skin techniques collapsed in an instant, and Gordon also faced the damage from the tragic dragon.

"Filth eruptions" and "fear breath" followed.

A negative energy has been on its surface, beginning to corrode the scales in an attempt to burrow into the flesh and infect the host.

The energy of the mind also began to affect its spirit, bewitching it into fear.

But the Iron Will's immunity left the Miserable Dragon's breath useless.

And filth erupts.

Although Gordon didn't have a solution, it wasn't alone, it had a squad behind it.

The god of nature, Sivannas's priest Shoster, was naturally the best choice.

I saw that he held the vine staff in his hand and began to chant the incantation.

As the whispering of the woods resounded through the battlefield, a long green vine also stretched out from under Xiuster's robes and spread all the way to the center of the battlefield.

The green vines with emerald green light disappeared when they reached the tip of the black dragon's tail.

Gordon also felt that the negative energy on his body was swept away, and the corroded scales just now gradually recovered, and this hearty feeling was as refreshing as a person who had not bathed for many years and had all the dirt removed.

That's exactly what it is.

--Five-Ring Divine Technique "Advanced Healing Mantra"

In addition to healing wounds, it also has the effect of removing curses.

At the same time, on the other side of the Decaying Forest, a humpbacked giant with purple-gray skin and an iron hammer in his hand also rushed over with a black-pressed monster minion.

It speaks the language of the elves that is no different from that of the Yalings.

Of course, what is more remarkable is its two eyes, one large and one small, and the larger one only has a cat-like iris and an unnatural color that is constantly changing.

It is the "evil eye" unique to the Evil Giants, and the source of curses and corruption inflicted on others.

At this time, its roar was heard from one end of the forest to the other, and all the Yaling, including Gordon, could hear it clearly.

"Weems!

This armored waste giant, with its "evil eyes" of different changes and colorful colors, looked at the miserable dragon that had lost its life, and his mount was sat under him like this, and said viciously.

"Damn it, invaders, you're dying!"

Then, it raised its hammer and smashed it down, smashing the terrible black soil into a large hole, and said to the monster army behind it.

"Come on, my warriors, the time has come to show me your glory! Give their flesh and blood to our great Master Quest!

Behind it is an army of monsters, cyclops warriors armed with double-bladed axes, blood dwarf warriors, withered vine dryads...... After hearing the command of the Waste Giant, they each rushed towards the battlefield in their own way.

All the army is attacking!

And this is only a small part of the direction of the battlefield.

......

The Legion Commander of the Unicorn Knights and the Centaur Warband, the Yaling Overseer Otaksi was also in a tight fight, his spear held high, and he was attacking his Yaling companions with great force, trying to stab the Cyclops who rushed out of the unicorn cavalry.

The double-edged sword-wielding cyclops was struck by the lightning stabbing before it could fight back.

Its huge body was provoked by this small thorny spear with a peculiar appearance, and a huge force came, making it take a few steps back, and not only that, but several cyclops beside it also retreated.

Exactly the Overseer's.

--"Spike Strike!"

The blade of the spear pierces through the enemy's location and pushes them back, and when the counterattack is closed, it can also push nearby enemies back.

This is a superb combat skill, and the users are all immersed in the way of cavalry for many years, and the degree of tacit understanding between the master and the mount is also extremely high, at least "master riding skills".

After repelling the enemy with one blow, the cyclops in the encirclement were once again baptized by the spears of the unicorn cavalry regiment and returned to their original tracks.

Caught in a step-by-step slaughter.

And Otaksi's face under the helmet at this time was extremely cold, his eyes were neither happy nor sad, and he did not have a successful blow, nor was he half proud.

Their current location was in the center of the Decayed Forest, and according to the druids who had turned into falcons in the sky, they were not far from Quest's lair, only a few hours away, and the cavalry was rushing in full force.

This is their advantage as a cavalryman, like the sharpest spear, piercing the enemy!

Along the way, they also encountered a lot of obstacles, and attacked their monster minions.

Either a corrupted creature from the Twilight Forest, or a monster designated by the Cyclops, a waste giant.

However, the Overseer has a variety of morale buffs, blessed with the cry of attack.

All the battles in their path were unstoppable, and they were simply resolved, and neither the evil old ghost woman nor the fierce tragic dragon could stop their iron hooves.

And now it is only a matter of time before this team of cyclops is solved.

Things seemed to be going well, but Otaksi always felt that something was wrong.

I can't describe the feeling, if I have to describe it, it's like thunder is loud and rain is small.

The hard-fought battles he had originally envisioned did not happen in any bloody battles.

The slightest obstacle on the way was easily overcome by them, and even its cavalry regiment did not have a single seriously wounded under the healing aura of the unicorn.

And the Resurrection Scroll he was carrying in his arms didn't come in handy.

At first glance it seemed perfect, but the more it did, the more Otaxi felt that something was wrong.

In particular, the falcon patrolling the sky had told it that there was still no movement from Quest's lair.

This made Otaxi start to wonder what the king of the wasted giants was up to?

It stands to reason that this time, the Summer King's Court and the army of Wemstein City jointly attacked, and the movement was so great that it should have reached Quest's ears a long time ago.

You can't hide it, can you?

But.

Even if the Waste Giant King, no matter how powerful, would fall under the iron hooves of Yaling, they were fully prepared.

Just like the Waste Giants blocked communications earlier.

The war between Yaling and the Waste Giants began thousands of years ago, and the two families knew each other's tactics very well.

When reinforcements from the Summer Court arrived, Quest had no chance of turning the tables around, and the "Force of Nature" plan to seize Wimstein City should have gone bankrupt.

But why hasn't there been any movement?

It was also as Otaksi meditated, in the deepest part of the decaying forest.

In the cave where Quest lives.

The gorgeous hall was already crowded with monster armies mixed with orcs, blood gnomes, There are even gray dwarves, as well as a few drows, they are all corrupted, these are elites, and there are many behemoths in front, whether it is the cyclops king who is prostrate on the ground, and the mutated two-headed giant, or the tragic dragon that is larger than the tragic dragon killed by Gordon, the body of more than twenty meters long is lying under the high platform, in addition, there are also five or six monsters with hideous snake heads who are also hissing not far away, and the aura emitted by them is the lowest sixth-order creatures.

The monsters were staring ahead with red eyes, a rickety figure taller than the other ruin giants.

Their master, the King of the Giants of the Waste.

Quest Omrick Barn.

The Waste Giant King, whose skin had turned blood-gray, was holding a golden scepter that did not match its shape, and it looked down at the corrupted Yaling Sage beside him and asked.

"Insk, where are they?"

"Master! They are less than three hundred miles from here, and the first wave of cavalry is about to arrive! It's the unicorn cavalry regiment of Otaksi. ”

There was a tumor on his face, but he could still tell that the once handsome and beautiful Yaling told the truth about the message from the raven.

And Quest, the Waste Giant King, after hearing Insk's words.

First closed the "evil eye" that shimmered gray, and then opened it slightly.

His voice echoed through the cavern.

"Well, just wait!"

He rubbed the "teleportation scepter" in his hand that could teleport all the monsters in the hall to the outside of Wimstein. ”

Yu Yu said.

"Wait, wait until they're all in, and we'll be over!"

"Force of Nature, Force of Nature!"

"You're mine!"

The golden evil eye, in the cavern, flickered indistinctly.