Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Time moved forward slightly.

Mortarian wove five vivid phantoms and dragged the five people, but the deity assumed a majestic and terrifying posture, and proudly descended in front of Christina.

The breathtaking dragon power that coagulated the blood, like a thick ocean, almost crushed the body and soul of the rouge horse, the green vines full of flowers, like a snow-blue giant python, around the bloodrage chief Winding and winding, spitting out countless horrible **** tentacles!

"With you as a hostage, my white puppet may be more obedient."

Mortarian showed his arrogance as a giant dragon, showing his fierce aura, like a calm sea. Suddenly, he set off a violent storm, swallowing the desperate ship, swept away, and sank to the deepest. seabed.

"Roar!!!"

The **** chieftain who was sweating profusely and was almost crushed by Longwei, like a female beast in desperation, let out a desperate roar, accompanied by the deafening heartbeat, Christina's white skin suddenly turned into shocking Her **** face, the temperature of her body surface rose rapidly, and she was covered in cold sweat, transpiring into blood-colored arrogance, rushing into the sky!

The blood-colored pupils that were as bright as rubies, now, there is only endless madness. The battle axe in his hand, centered on her, draws a beautiful arc, cutting off countless profane vines.

"What the hell—"

Motarian frowned, and a mere man and horse had actually survived the ferocity-forget it, the hostages, just keep your breath, it doesn't matter if you mutilate.

Thinking of this, the green dragon raised his slender forearm high. Dripping venom, the unusually strong dragon claws drew a stern arc in the air, and slammed into a two-handed battle axe that was burning with **** flames!

"boom!!!"

Christina swiftly flashed past the attacking poisonous claws, wielding a heavy battle axe in both hands, and slashed fiercely between the fingers of Mortarian's two dragon claws. With an ear-splitting roar, Mortalian didn't move, and the rouge horse staggered back several steps instead.

The opponent's dragon scales were like indestructible steel, and the terrifying reaction force spread along the axe handle, and immediately shattered her bright red palms. The hot blood was almost instantly evaporated into a scarlet mist by the terrifying high temperature on the body's surface.

However, this heavy axe also chopped the dragon's relatively small emerald green scales, and made a shallow wound between his fingers.

Motarian put out a forked evil red tongue, and gently licked his wounds-the shallow scars healed as fast as the naked eye can see!

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"Painhurs! You are running the other way! East is behind you!"

As the pale white horse galloped, the light on his side was suddenly distorted and deformed, revealing an extremely embarrassed, but beautiful and moving dark-skinned elf covered in mud and petals.

"Something happened to Christina! If it wasn't for the real body of the green dragon, a few wood elves would not let her go into a frenzy for the first time!" The pale horse hugged Herniwell and placed it horizontally. Shoulders. Ready to continue running forward.

"Let me down!!!" The female sorcerer's face was dark and mysterious, and she was shocked by her student's behavior. The vocal ray unconsciously increased by an octave. Fight with an adult dragon? Are you kidding me again?

"No, the teacher is not timid."

Herniwell, who felt she was a little gagged, coughed softly. "You see, the six of us are tied together, it is impossible to be the opponent of a giant dragon, and I am the only warlock who can use any door. As long as I leave this forest that blocks my vision, I can go as fast as possible. Rush back to the castle and call in reinforcements to come back to rescue you! Are you right?"

"It's okay, you two will save people, I'll call for reinforcements. I fly faster than any door." Suddenly, the light near the two of them distorted again, revealing a little red devil. He gritted her teeth with a nasty smile.

"Also, I admit that I am timid."

"The faster you fly, the better." Painhurs rolled his eyes. He didn't expect Magnus anyway. He had the courage to attack a giant dragon, and immediately held the crying female warlock towards the jungle. Benz in the depths. Christina's angry battle roar, the arrogant roar of the dragon, and the frenzied friction of thousands of vines became clearer and brighter in the ears of the two!

"Let me down!!!" Herneval, who was picked up by her waist and turned pale, beat Painhurs on the back desperately.

"Being loyal to you is really the biggest mistake of my life! Even if you really want to fight an adult dragon, you have to do some preparations, right?"

"For example?" Painhurs showed no signs of slowing down.

"Summon a few thugs first, set a few life-saving spells. Then draw up some tactics! Remember! The dragon has the ability to deter all things, don't call a bunch of cannon fodder! Directly summon the strongest one!" Seeing no hope of escape, Hennie Val also accepted his fate.

"Also, when will I teach you to rush directly under the enemy's eyelids and cast the spell slowly?"

"That's right." The distraught pale white horse stopped galloping, murmured a word, and pulled the arcane energy flowing in the blood into a roll of tanned leather. Make it ascend and inflate into an invisible force field shield, gently shielding Painhurs' six limbs and hundreds of skeletons.

Next, the acting chief took another shot of [False Life] and [Increase Resistance], and then used the melted wax liquid to construct a three-ring interlocking, and the ring and the ring were filled with the call method of profanity. Array, summoned a scrawny, fierce dog that burned with **** flames all over his body. Deep in the throat and eyes that spit out gloomy **** fire, bursts of terrifying growls that seemed to come from hell.

While recalling the knowledge of dragons taught by Imperial College, Henrivel set herself a [Mage Armor] and [Increase Resistance]. By the way, he used arcane magic to melt the candle and smeared it on the ground into a piece from the five rings. , A more complex, huge summoning formation with more profanity text.

Accompanied by the brilliance of the Austrian law, a cute bird and beast that is as big as a horse and is round and round, poking its head out of the wax formation, its huge body is covered with beautiful feathers that gradually change from brown to red, and its wings are small. Poor, I am afraid that he has no flying ability. What supports him in his actions are four slender and slender eagle claws growing on his abdomen, four sharp claws and a huge bird beak on the head, and at the same time gleaming sharp metal cold light!

"...Why is this local chicken again?" Looking at the funny creature in front of him, Painhurs recalled some bad past events.

"This is the strongest creature I can summon, and his magic resistance is quite terrifying, he should be able to resist the green dragon's illusion. And that time I was drunk, don't mention it." The drow was a little embarrassed. Speaking of.

"One more thing, don't use ghoul's touch, waste precious spell slots and casting time, dragons are immune to paralysis." Herniwell suddenly changed her language, her delicate red lips revealed a period of evil and hoarse purgatory. Language.

The creatures in the entire forest are the eyes and ears of the green dragon. It is impossible to hide it from him, but that dragon may not know the language of purgatory.

"I see." Painhurs understood. After mixing with Magnus for so long, he has reached an entry level for purgatory language.

The drow nodded in satisfaction. He took out a few eagle feathers from the inside of the package. Accompanied by two loud eagle cries, he showed himself and Painhurs the "Eagle's Majesty", so that the charm of the two would be given within a certain period of time. , Has improved.

"Let me talk about the battle plan first. I use deafness and you use blindness. First of all, we have to abolish the sight and hearing of this dragon, and then send the summoned beast to suppress it. , Immediately change a position, don’t be close by him! That dragon is more burly than the others of its kind, and its fangs and claws are also thicker. I am afraid it is extremely good at close hand-to-hand combat."

"Understood, the green dragon must be ready for our sneak attack, but he doesn't understand our plan! You are invisible, and I will rush out first. If the dragon rushes towards me, you will attack from the side. I'm here to send a poisonous dragon breath... Then I will let him understand what is called [surprise]."

"Okay, let's go." Herniwell gritted her teeth, cast an invisibility technique again, and disappeared in the forest.

Painhurs touched the witchcraft crown on his head, like a pale ghost, and rushed into the battlefield in an instant. As he expected, Mortalian had already discovered the whereabouts of the two, the emerald dragon twenty feet away, He slapped the obstructive rouge horse with a slap, took a deep breath, and opened a big mouth full of sharp fangs dripping with poisonous liquid in his direction!

In an instant, violent winds and tyrannical air currents, entrained in corrosive and highly toxic gases, are like dark green stormy waves, gushing out of Mortalian's mouth! ! !

Under the violent wind, the pliable vines were steadily broken, and the sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains was crushed into the tiniest dust. Even the towering giant trees were torn apart by the terrifying wind. Bark!

Where the dragon's breath passed, the thick earth was ploughed into deep gullies, and all the soil was lifted into the air, turning into yellow sand in the sky! Exposed section after section of the ancient tree root system in Panzhi.

The poison engulfed in the wind is more like the hand of death, shattering the lives of everything. The forest creatures wrapped in the dragon's breath stiffly fell from the branches. Hair, flesh and blood, and even hard bones are all corroded by toxins at a speed visible to the naked eye! Wherever the poisonous cloud passed, the towering giant trees withered and rotted!

Standing in the center of the dragon's breath, Painhes, who watched the dragon's breath for the first time, stared in shock at the picture of natural disasters in front of him. It's like a horrible scene of the end of the world! Compared with the real dragon, the dragon descendant bear goblin: The breath of Manclaw is simply a child's toy.