The majestic battle in mid-air was at this moment. The silver dragon Mysril’s body shape was not dominant. The injuries left before had more severely affected her speed. After receiving heavy blows, she finally Unable to support it, the action was obviously delayed for a while, the huge black dragon seized the opportunity to take the opportunity to flick and hit the former's waist heavily, Mysril let out a wailing, and fell from the midair with all the wounds. She crashed to the ground, and her huge body leveled several streets in an instant. At that moment, Greystone Town seemed to make a painful sound. The sinking ground spread out in all directions, and the houses were overturned.
The fallen Misril pushed forward on the ground, and the remaining power was still there. Large and small buildings were shattered under her body, shoveling away a small part of Greystone Town like a bulldozer, and it was about to approach Roveres. The neighborhood where the compass is located.
The Eluin envoy who was about to transfer only felt the world overturned at that moment. Everyone fell to the ground with an unstable footing. Amidst the screams of turmoil, the people near the window looked desperately at a shadow pressing on them. , That scene looked like a tsunami, but it was replaced by a broad silver ridge. Rows of houses collapsed and shattered under this ridge, and then were drawn into it. When the last row of buildings fell apart, the shadow of death It was almost at hand.
The nobles fled in a panic, leaving the building like ants, and fled in all directions, but how can they be faster than the falling dragon, escape is only to delay the moment of death.
The house uttered a terrible creaking scream, a wall was completely overturned under pressure, and Enid, who was under the wall, was already shocked. The earl’s daughter stood there in shock, watching this scene. Even forgot to dodge.
"Yinide, get away!" Ouni yelled.
The latter is indifferent.
Metisa rushed out at the very moment of—
"Spiritual wings!" she shouted, a gray-white net spread out from the left and right sides of her body, and the shimmering hexagonal net-like structure formed a wing-like shape. The little silver elf princess gritted her teeth and waved. The wing tips on both sides of the wings bent toward the middle, and they resisted the collapsed wall in front of Yinid. Metissa's spirit wings collided.
Metisa let out a sob. The black dragon Malthus that she indirectly resisted was a full blow from the sage. Even though it had dissipated a lot, it was still not her law to bear. The spirit wings supported Misriel. In an instant, the stable hexagonal network structure began to bend and deform in an instant, and then exposed white cracks, fragmented like glass, people can even clearly hear the crisp sound of crystals breaking.
The silver elf little princess's arms, palms, and the armor behind her shattered inch by inch, and cracks appeared in her skin, and the fire of the soul gushed out from it, as if burning on her surface.
"Woo-"
Yinide seemed to wake up now, "Medissa!" The earl's daughter called out in panic.
At this time, a second person finally rushed out. It was Eco, "Miss Metisa, I'll help you!" Then the non-commissioned officers of the White Lion Guard, and then Marjorie, the deputy commander of the Knights of the Summer Solstice. Longfield, the knights of the summer solstice, everyone rushed up and tried their best to block Misriel’s back, but apart from Bloomfield, human power seemed so weak in the face of this level of battle, everyone was there. Was hit and flew for the first time.
"Niya!" Dilfieri was full of cold sweat on her forehead, she reminded loudly: "Hold me!"
"Miss, you can't..."
Dilphary had already put her hand on her chest, and black spells flashed one after another on the snow-white arm. She stretched out her hand and pointed at the broad back of the silver dragon. The black flame seemed to be burning from her chest, and it was burning blazingly. Forming the upper body of a huge demon, this demon howled, waved his arms, and pushed hard behind Misril. The force of this blow was so strong that the silver high wall was slightly weak. A meal—Spell, Banuk’s Claw, this demon spell can instantly summon the power of Banuk, the seventh lord under the river of sulfur, the king of the Black Fire Abyss, but like all other demon spells, its backlash The effect was equally astonishing. Dilphary was already weak, and at the moment he vomited blood and fainted directly.
After all her spells worked, Medissa's pressure eased a little, and she finally found time to cast her spells.
"Encourage!"
The law of the Journey Master was activated, and a bright white light rose from everyone nearby, and the fragmented psychic wings of Metis had a tendency to re-solidify in this white light. The silver dragon Mysril's castration finally slowed down. .
"It's almost!" Eco shouted.
The silver elf little princess only felt trembling, and the power of the dragon seemed to be endless, making people almost desperate.
At this moment, a hand appeared next to her out of thin air, and that hand gently pressed the silver dragon's back. The entire space seemed to be shaken slightly. Numerous silver line segments spread out from the contact point between that hand and the silver dragon's back. The line segments interlaced each other, shining slightly, forming a huge net. Misriel hit this net heavily. At that moment, the sharp air current formed a scream, and the silver giant net shone dazzlingly, but That's it, everyone was surprised to see this scene—Miss Riel actually stopped slowly.
The moment Medissa saw the hand, she relaxed completely, as if all the strength of her body had been emptied. She softened and almost fell to her knees. Before that, she supported her with one hand, and then Bran Many faces appeared in her vision, and the latter took a cold look in the air before looking down at the little princess summoned by him.
"Lord Lord..." The silver elf little princess was so weak that she could hardly make a sound.
"Didn't I let you leave early?" Brando looked at Medissa's injury with a bit of heartache, but was more angry.
"But Miss Roman she..."
"She's fine." Brando interrupted her: "Come on, let's take the other people out of this place first."
Metis was startled slightly, and she saw a hamster standing on Brando's shoulder. The hamster's appearance was ordinary, but the breath of the soul was very familiar. Her eyes rounded: "White mist! What are you doing? It has become like this!"
Bai Wu snorted softly, obviously disdain to answer this question.
Seeing the white mist, Medissa knew that Roman might have been out of danger. Most of the former came to report. She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and nodded weakly to Brando. Brando frowned about Medissa's condition. He held the little princess and asked softly, "Can you stand up in your current situation?"
Medissa's face was a little red, and the loss of the soul fire in her body was quite serious, which was about the same as the living being exhausted, but she nodded gently.
Brando sighed, "Don't be aggressive."
After all, he directly bent down, put his hands through the little princess's knees, and hugged her directly. Metisa immediately raised her head and smiled at the lord who was holding her: "Thank you, lord."
"You are much more generous than Antitina." Brando said in surprise.
"I am the commander of the silver elf after all, Lord Lord." Medissa said in her heart. She began to feel very tired, and she lightly leaned her head on the Lord Lord's chest, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Brando looked at the silver elf girl in his arms and sighed. He said to Metisa that he would take the others away. After all, it was just a comforting statement. The battle between the two dragons had completely destroyed the gray. Stone Town, now they have nowhere to hide, they can only hope that the silver dragon can continue to attract Malthus's attention. But Misriel, lying in a ruin, tried several times to get up from the ground, and finally fell back heavily. The black dragon Malthus looked down at the entire Greystone Town from mid-air indifferently, apparently noticing the tiny things below. Humans, it is unwilling to do it with its own hands, and only motioned to the flying Qiulaosaurus to hover down, surrounding the poor worms in its eyes.
When Brando saw this scene, he cried out unlucky in his heart. While thinking about the way to get out, he asked Cooper to gather the nobles of Cruz, and then let Eco take the injured person to leave first, and he turned himself. Turned around, and Nimesis simultaneously drew out the sword, facing the dragon beast that was pouring into the sky.
These dragon beasts are nothing to worry about, but he knows how proud the dragon is. Although Malthus is disdainful of doing it himself, he will never let them leave. How difficult it is to escape under the eyes of the adult dragon. , I can even think about it with my knees.
There is only one way now, he subconsciously cast his eyes on the scarred silver dragon Misriel.
"Humans, we need to cooperate." It was at this time that a voice also sounded in their minds at the same time.
Brando was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect the other party to think about it with him. In his impression, the pride of the dragon would never make them so condescending-with such doubts, he raised his head just right. Contrary to Misril's gaze looking in this direction, a soft light flashed in the silver dragon's mercury-like eyes.
Misril was covered in blood, and the scales on her back and wings were bloody. She panted heavily and replied softly: "Malthus will never let you go, human, you can buy me some time, as long as I can fly. Get up, I can figure out a way to get it away—"
To gain time? Brando was a little bit blind. He raised his head and glanced at Malthus in mid-air. It was a dragon, and his teacher Mephistopheles might barely be able to do it, but he wasn't enough for him to squeeze his teeth.
"I don't think I can do it, dear lady." Brando had to answer honestly.
Misril shook his head and suddenly said, "No, I think you can do it—I have seen the same power in a person as you, and I have seen it in the Silver Sea about a thousand years ago. That man, at that time, he was just a small and famous wizard among the younger generation of Bugans. Do you know who he is now?"
Of course Brando knew who it was. I'm afraid that no one knows that name on the Continent of Vaughan. He didn't expect that the dragon lady who met him for the first time would compare that person to himself. I don't know if this is a compliment.
Above the sky, the overwhelming dragon beasts are flying in this direction.
"I really can't buy you time, dear madam, this is not a game I can participate in," Brando shook his head. As he said, he took out a peculiar dial from his arms: "But I think We do have room for cooperation."
"Elapsed pointer!" Miss Riel exclaimed: "You really didn't tell me to misunderstand—"
Brando glanced at the sky: "Now there is another problem. The passing pointer can only accelerate the creatures or objects that I and I come into contact with. How can I come to you without attracting that guy’s attention? It's better to be faster, my people can't stop those dragons and beasts."
"It's very simple." Misril replied, she moved a little on the ruins, her huge wings slumped down, covering Brando.
"I can only speed up the flow of time for you for about five minutes, is it enough, dear madam." Brando calculated it, and with the presence of a strength level like Misril speeding up for five minutes, he would lose at least two. Level, but this time, he had to choose this way.
Ms. Yinlong calculated for a moment, then nodded: "It's a little bit less, but I think it's enough for me to recover."
Brando nodded, time is limited, he stopped talking nonsense, and directly put his hand on Misril's wings and activated the elapsed pointer.
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The dragon beasts were already roaring, and they were greeted by the gargoyles in the sky. The gargoyles screamed and launched a nearly suicidal attack on these top-tier air forces from the ground. The difference in strength between the two was so huge that they At the beginning of the contact, the latter's mutilated corpse almost fell like it was raining. Malthus watched this scene with interest. It didn't expect that these humans would have the means to resist, but that's it. Never worry about what results these poor bugs can change.
On the battlefield, the summer solstice knights and the White Lion Guard quickly joined the battle, and in the other corner of the battlefield, there were also other people facing the threat of dragons and beasts.
The evasive behavior of Xianni and the elves completely angered the Collophosaurus. The latter let out a sky-shaking roar, vibrating its wings and pulsing the wind directly towards the two of them, no longer using any cat-and-mouse flames. , But opened the blood basin of sparks scurrying to bite the elf. The elves and Xianni screamed together, got up with hands and feet together, turned and ran, but their movements were no better than the giant dragon beast. The latter roared in annoyance, and the foul smell coming out of the mouth would be reduced. The two of them blew to each other, and the elf was so frightened and cried. She stumbled under her feet and tripped herself to the ground. When she turned around, she saw the rows of white teeth in the dragon beast’s mouth, and closed her eyes with a scream. Raised a pair of small hands in front of him.
"Mom! There is a monster who wants to eat the elf!" The elf screamed, and suddenly felt a slight heat in the palm of his hand, as if a powerful force was coming from the front, and the reaction force directly blew her out of the ground, fighting with each other. After flying out more than ten meters away, he threw face down to the ground with a plop.
The elf raised her head dumbfounded, her face was covered with dust and mud, almost turned into a small painted face, her forehead was flushed, and she had a nosebleed, but she stared round her eyes. Ahead—there is a Collophosaurus that has lost its head. The part above its neck seems to have been gouged away by something. There is only a charred black cavity with rotten flesh, bones, and bones. Broken internal organs and dirty blood sprayed out like lava, spilling over the entire street, and the dragon beast that had lost its head staggered forward a few steps, and then fell to the ground with a loud crash.
The movement of the dragon beast falling to the ground was so great that it caused the little elf to tremble on the ground.
The elf looked at the corpse of the dragon beast blankly, and then at his own hand. Finally, his eyes fell on the spear she had been holding tightly, and the open mouth couldn't close. At this time, Xianni finally fluttered her wings and flew back to the former. She was obviously also frightened. Before, she only saw a flash of white light, and the behemoth was separated. She didn't know what happened, and shouted: " What's wrong, what happened just now, what was that! Damn little elf, did you steal the World Bow again!"
"No, no!" The elf hurriedly defended, "That's it!"
The eyes of the two men fell on the spear. The silver spear was slightly different from before. The part of the cloud on the top of the pattern on the gun body was becoming gleaming, turning into a conspicuous golden color.
"What is this?" Xianni asked.
"I don't know." The elf shook his head in a daze: "But a bad guy just said that this is theirs."
"Bad guy?"
"It's the bad guys who came to catch you earlier!" the elf said very angrily.
"I understand," Xianni suddenly realized, she spread her wings and flew a circle over the elf's head, and replied very excitedly: "This is what they call the Demon Slayer Spear!"
"Tumo Gun?" The elf looked like he had never heard of this name.
"I have seen its name in the legend of the Cruz people. This is the gun of the legendary knight Sir Floyd. He used this gun to fight in hell. The gun was stained with the blood of the devil. This gun is A real artifact at a fair price!" Xianni said enviously: "You are lucky, little elf, how can you use it?"
"I don't know, I was scared at that time, just like this—" Before she could finish her words, the spear in her hand hummed slightly, and the tip of the spear extended a thin white line pointing to the street ahead.
Both raised their heads and looked in that direction at the same time.