The sky is full of circling, flying and roaring giant dragons. The number of these naturally powerful creatures is unpredictable. Whether it is magic or individual power, they are extremely powerful, and some have even landed on the ground. It is a mobile destruction machine, and the dragon's breath that spews out of its mouth can melt everything.
Fortunately, the operation in the past thousand years has allowed the Holy See to design its base camp extremely firmly.
After experiencing the initial chaos, with the stern siren sounding, a series of silver-white flames of holy power enveloped the entire island, and water-like brilliance appeared on the central holy mountain, blocking the attacks of dragon breath and magic , Silver-white magic shields appeared all over Sicily, covering the main buildings on the island.
At the same time, angry roars sounded from the holy mountain of the Holy See.
The strong men of the Holy See are like male lions whose mates are suddenly taken away during mating, like a dense swarm of bees, rising from the holy mountain and Sicily, shining with fighting spirit and magic flames , and fight with the sudden invaders.
In the sky, from time to time, bright flames exploded.
The explosion of each light group represents the fall of a human or dragon powerhouse.
To be able to fly in the sky, at least one must be above the moon-level powerhouse, but at this time, in such a crazy melee, the lives of the moon-level powerhouse are not much more important than ants, and they continue to fall from the sky like crackling dumplings.
The roar of the dragon and the roar of humans are mixed at this moment to form a hellish scene in Sicily.
After the initial confusion, Samaras and his companions sprang into action.
"Damn dragons, defend Sicily, we're going to fight back!"
The young Samaras is a brave knight with firm beliefs. Although his strength is only at the beginning of the eight-star level, his long-term education of glory and sacrifice allows him to fight against enemies that are difficult to defeat. Absolutely without any backing down, they quickly locked onto a fire-breathing dragon raging on the ground, and rushed over.
Guarding Sicily, guarding the holy mountain, guarding... that girl in the choir, even if I die in battle, it is an honor and a satisfaction.
Samaras pulled out his long sword, and stabbed at the giant in front of him.
This is just one frame among thousands of scenes that happened in Sicily...
According to legend, in the age of gods and demons in ancient times, the dragon clan was a powerful race that could stand against the gods and demons. Every dragon was born with magic or a favorite of fighting spirit. The power of blood can guarantee that every member of the dragon clan , even if you don't practice hard, with the passage of time, you can become a powerful warrior or magic power after you reach adulthood. If it weren't for the lack of racial reproduction ability and the small number of races, I am afraid that the ancient times would be renamed the "Dragon Age" ' up.
The long-standing myths and legends have made human beings instinctively weak when facing dragons.
"Daring to invade Sicily is an act of blasphemy. No matter what it exists, you have to pay the price in blood!"
A majestic and noble voice from the central holy mountain spread throughout Sicily, and a dazzling light cluster shot out. Amidst the resounding singing of hymns, a gigantic [Sword of Judgment] that was a kilometer long suddenly emerged from the sky. The split fell, and the destructive force tore open a huge crack in the sky. Hundreds of giant dragons within a kilometer radius couldn't avoid it. They were wiped by this terrible force and turned into flying dragons with howls. Ash!
On the island of Sicily, countless divine knights and divine masters cheered.
On the side of the Holy See, finally a powerful person made a move, killing hundreds of dragons with one move, boosting morale.
But the next moment, there was a thunderbolt-like roar from the distant sky, and a huge crimson figure swooped down—this was a red dragon that was far larger than its kind. In a few minutes, a shrill scream sounded, and the most powerful man of the Holy See, who had shown his power just now, was bitten into two pieces by the astonishing red dragon, his limbs were cut off, and blood rained down, and he fell instantly !
The red dragon roared up to the sky, and the pride was beyond words, and the morale of the dragon clan was also greatly boosted.
But in the next moment, the white brilliance flickered on the ground, and a series of magic cannon beams ruthlessly bombarded the red giant dragon, breaking through the red dragon's magic protective shield in a dozen blows, splashing on a piece of dragon blood and dragon scales. Among them, the red dragon was severely injured, as if he was drunk, he staggered and fell to the ground. Before turning over in the future, he was surrounded by low-level god knights and gods like ants. The teachers beat the dog in the water.
Such scenes are happening everywhere in Sicily...
high above the sky.
There is a five-clawed golden dragon like an emperor. Under the guard of hundreds of giant dragons that are far larger than the same size, it arrogantly looks down on the earth and islands below. There is a cruel and ruthless gleam in its golden-red pupils. Surrounded by a god-like breath, from time to time sends out a series of mental waves, directing the battle below.
At the same time, the top of the central sacred mountain in Sicily.
The central pope, who was dressed in a pure white robe that resembled the condensation of divine light, was guarded by layers of high-ranking and powerful members of the Holy See, holding a scepter in his hand, wearing a divine crown, white beard and hair, and eyes with Doubt and pity, while also paying attention to the changes in the battle situation, the Holy See, who was caught off guard, is slowly moving back to the situation.
No matter for either side, this will be an arduous war.
The real powerhouses on both sides maintained a temporary silence in a tacit understanding, fearing each other, and did not make a move...
The news that Sicily was attacked by the giant dragon clan was like an eighteenth-magnitude tsunami that suddenly appeared on the calm sea, completely shaking the entire continent, and spreading in all directions towards the entire Azeroth continent at an indescribable speed.
This is a piece of news that everyone can't believe.
Everyone who heard the news, the first reaction was that it was impossible. This is definitely the most ridiculous lie of the year, and the second is no, right? Is it true? , again, oh my god, it turned out to be true, didn't the dragon clan disappear
The next thing that comes to mind is 'Where did the dragons come from? Why attack Sicily? ', the final concern is 'what is the final outcome of the war? It should be the Holy See who won, after all, the Holy See has always been the most unprovocative force on this continent'.
In contrast, the shock of the appearance of the giant dragon clan and the attack on Sicily caused everyone to lose all attention on the war between the goblin clan and the human race in the southern region.
Next, all kinds of news continued to spread.