Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Vol 2 Chapter 242: : Battle of the Three Kings (7)

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The eroding dragon's breath, like a continuous line of majestic rainstorms, and like snow on the top of a collapsed mountain, crashed from the sky, burying the wolves in a dark green death ruin.

Under the violent wind swept across the mountains and plains, the pastures were crushed by the dragon's breath into the tiniest dust, and countless stumps and pieces of meat, accompanied by blood in the sky, were raised high. The hard wolf hairs and pieces of fresh flesh and blood were also torn and stripped under the pressure of the terrifying wind!

The severe poison engulfed in the wind, like a sickle of death, scratched the necks of all living creatures. The werewolves engulfed in the breath of the dragon stiffly stopped fighting, and the paralytic toxin infiltrated their limbs and corpses. Let the bloodthirsty and brutal warriors stay in place like a wooden chicken.

The terrifying wind pressure and nerve toxins are just an appetizer before the feast, and the acid mist that melts the flesh and bones behind is the real deadly death. Countless werewolves were caught off guard. They wailed, coughed, and cried bitterly. Their mobility was restricted by neurotoxins, and then they were completely swallowed by the poisonous fog that could corrode flesh and blood.

Pieces of decayed fur and flesh, like pieces of withered autumn sunset leaves, slowly peeled from the pale bones and fell. Not long after, even the strong bones are covered with dense cracks on the surface. When touched, it shatters into debris all over the floor!

An adult dragon really has the ability to subvert the direction of war.

Although, he continued to breathe, and only killed less than three-digit werewolves, but. Twice in a row, the sky-shielding silhouettes flying low over the battlefield made thousands of celebrities, horses, werewolves, and green-skinned soldiers, frightened by their ferocious aura, fleeing around in panic, changing the situation on the battlefield. Is getting chaotic! The original encirclement of the green leather was easily broken and torn.

The two hundred warlocks of the Wind Howl clan were defeated by Mortarian’s dragon power in the first time. The green scale evil dragon, like a nightmare, became a lingering figure in their minds. Death nightmare.

Al'akir reluctantly gathered nine warlocks to vent a mighty thunder against the sky. However, the emerald green dragon scales seemed to be covered with an invisible barrier that could resist magic, stopping most of them. The golden electric current, the lightning of the chief warlock, finally shattered the spell barrier, but was completely absorbed by a shield painted with lightning runes.

"Look at the dragon's back! Look at the dragon's back!"

Chief Wind Howl's eyes widened in horror, hell, two high elf mages controlled by Motarian actually stood on the shoulders of the green scale evil dragon, providing various magical assistance to the dragon!

Fortunately, Christian, and the half-man and half-sheep Sartre, hurriedly sang the hymn of courage, inspiring the morale of the surrounding soldiers, and barely reserved a certain number of combatable soldiers for the coalition.

Motarian flapped his emerald wings, flew in the air and circled a large circle, and turned his flight direction for the third time. The terrifying dragon head once again looked at the **** battlefield.

At this moment, the fierce men and horses who have carried the mighty horses and horses are regrouped under the command of the warchief. Under the magic of their spouses, the twin sisters turn into two ethereal breeze. Eight slender and graceful horseshoes seem to be stepping on. An invisible ladder climbed high into the sky.

Pain Hess also used a gasification form for himself, letting the breeze, outline a half-man and half-horse, the great sword in Al'akir's hand, the thunder flashing, and a pair of gray-blue The huge wings grew out of Gorell's back again.

A few bloodangered officers, and even a few hundred families, gave up the plan to stab the green chrysanthemums around the back, turned the spearheads, raised a seven-foot-long compound long bow high, and moved The bowstring is drawn into a terrifying full moon!

"Roar!!!"

Accompanied by the sound of howling wolf, a huge portal suddenly appeared in the army of men and horses. The blue Horus wielded his two-handed giant hammer, and the dark Abaddon drew out the burning giant sword. Behind the two of them, wearing a linen robe, describing the withered old wolf, also walked out tremblingly. After the portal, his body was filled with surging magical power.

Seeing the centaurs and werewolves, after the initial fear attack, the scale of resistance has been formed, Motarian let out a vicious low growl from the depths of his throat, his emerald-green body, which actually touched the blue sky, It is completely integrated, and it is impossible to distinguish with the naked eye!

When flying at full speed, the dragon has a terrifying speed three times that of a war horse. However, their large size makes it difficult for them to change directions when flying.

The slowly floating old wolf has quick eyes and quick hands. The oak staff pointed directly at the place where the green dragon disappeared, and broadcasted thousands of tiny dust shining with golden light on him. The shining powder that resembles stars is dancing, leaping, and spinning, and outlines the shape of the giant dragon of Mortarian!

"Hands!!!"

With a pair of gorgeous wings with a gradual gray-blue gradient, Gorell, like an arrow from the string, instantly rushed into the high sky. A worm, flying higher than himself? This naturally won't attract any attention from the Green Scaled Evil Dragon.

However, Mortarian paid the price for his pride.

The grey falcon took out the anti-magic shackles forged with fine gold and buckled it directly on his left wrist! The closed shackles instantly aroused the force field against magic, causing the wings behind her to collapse softly and transform into a gorgeous blue cloak again.

The Chief Greymane, who had lost the ability to fly, began to fall to the ground like a huge meteor. She squinted her eyes and let the whistling wind blew across her face like a blunt knife.

Gorell pulled out two sharp cutlasses-she had already calculated everything. The gray falcon, falling like a meteor, coincided with Mortarian, who was flying at full speed and could not easily change its direction!

The elf mage's eyes widened in horror. His slender fingers were wrapped with crackling terrifying electric lights. He just wanted to attack, but the gray falcon was faster!

"boom!!!"

With a loud noise, the one-ton Goriel landed heavily on the dragon's back. The scimitars in her hands, like flying butterflies, instantly drew four stern cold lights in front of the mage's eyes!

The elven mage grew his mouth in disbelief, his right hand entwined with electric lights, and his crackling right hand, under the anti-magical standpoint, returned to silence. The right wrist was cut directly by a scimitar, and the crack was smooth and flat like a mirror. And accompanied by a stern and terrifying scarlet arc, spinning and flying into the distance.

Immediately afterwards, the silk clothing on his chest also heard ominous tearing sounds, and then a group of terrifying blood blossoms in the shape of a cross burst out!

Gorell's speed is so fast that after the machete cuts through the opponent's muscles and blood vessels, it does not leave any blood marks on the blade. When the wizard mage tries to escape from the anti-magical field, using false life to maintain himself as if in the wind When he was living like a candle, he was terrified to find that Mottarian’s huge body, like a mountain, was moving away from him quickly. On his left shoulder stood a heroic gray mare and a horse. The right hand was broken, and the headless corpse of the elf.

One knife in the wrist, two in the chest, and most in the neck. At the moment the gray falcon descended from the sky, the fate of the wizard wizard's death could not be reversed.

"AlanNure Skerritt!!!"

The four-legged centaur is far superior to the two-legged humanoid in terms of balance and stability. Gorrel is walking on the ground like a dragon on the back of a high-speed flying dragon. With four hooves and kicks, the whole person is like a gray falcon. Leaping high, jumping over the spine of the dragon, the emerald fleshy sail that looked like a sail, extending from the forehead to the tip of the tail, viciously slammed at the wizard sitting on the other shoulder!

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly there was a one-ton thing on his back, and Motarian also reacted. With his slender and soft neck like a giant python, he turned back instantly, densely packed with countless sharp fangs, full of lethal poison. The mouth of the blood basin is like a door to hell, biting the horse on the left shoulder!

The elf girl exclaimed. When Gorell approached her, her proud magic instantly lost its effect. She couldn't sense the dense magic net spreading over every inch of the world. Naturally, she lost the ability to manipulate arcane magic. At the same time, Mortarian was dripping with terrible venom fangs, and approached the two at the same time!

Gorell cut her body, she raised her delicate lower jaw, and the upper body of a human being bent down ninety degrees, almost parallel to the horse's back! The air resistance brought by running is reduced to a minimum. The heavy Roman chain armor and eastern scale armor, like two layers of close-fitting cloth, can't hinder the full-speed charge of the Chief Greymane at all!

How can the thin elves contend with the most powerful warriors? The right shoulder of the gray falcon slammed heavily on his waist which was gripped by Yingying. The opponent was like a stone, and was directly knocked off the back of the dragon by the chief gray mane!

"Crack!!!"

The horrible bite of fangs sounded from behind Gorell. The grey falcon also slammed down Mortarian's back, avoiding the bad luck of being bitten to death by the giant dragon, a monster, an elf, falling from the sky hundreds of feet high!

The green scale evil dragon let out an unwilling roar. At full speed, he couldn't turn around and fly for a while, killing the hateful mare. He had to cheer up and deal with the supreme king of werewolves and the greatness of men and horses. Chief.

The elf who was the first to fall on the dragon’s back, accompanied by a long series of sharp and screams, fell heavily on the ground, comminuted fractures of bones, sharp white bone fragments, like fragmented grenade, cutting her delicate flesh and The internal organs, the whole person almost fell into a pool of **** meat sauce!

Gorell left a trace of cold sweat on her forehead, and the wind pressure from the rapid fall made it difficult for her to move freely. The gray falcon threw away the double knives and barely took out the key to the anti-magical shackles from his pocket, but tried several times in a row. , Failed to align the keyhole!

If you don't unlock this fine gold forged shackles and turn off the anti-magic force field, the terrible and terrifying meat sauce underground is your own end!

Five hundred feet! Four hundred feet! Three hundred feet! ! !

"Chief!!!"

After seeing this scene, a few graymane soldiers were blemishes, they hurried to the place where Gorell fell, trying to rescue their chief, but she was too far away from her own soldiers!

Two hundred feet! One hundred feet! Fifty feet! ! !

"Crack."

The sound of friction that made Gorell's dreams linger, finally sounded in the ears of Chief Greymane. The terrible falcon with six limbs and hundreds of skeletons soaked in cold sweat laughed happily! The gorgeous cloak behind, instantly bloomed into a pair of huge gray-blue wings! Let the mare's straight line fall down into an elegant and beautiful gliding curve!

Gorrel swept low and glided over his soldiers' heads, accompanied by the cheers of hundreds of gray-mane soldiers, once again flew into the blue sky!

"Damn it, I have to ask Painhurs guy to distribute some more spoils to my clan when I go back. This time, I almost took my life."

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