The western sentry tower is not too far from Baiman City, and has not left the vicinity of Baiman City, and its main job is to provide early warning to Baiman City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for who to defend against, maybe both the Empire and the Stormcloak.

But this time, its mission has reached its peak.

The enemy is a dragon.

The price was not small, and by the time An Yizhi and more than 200 soldiers arrived here, the watchtower had already collapsed in half. Large, tower-like stones fell around and crushed the bones of some soldiers.

There were still traces of charring on the nearby meadows, revealing the charred earth, and only some parts of the grass near the 'White River' were intact.

Judging by the traces, this place has just been made a big fuss by dragons, and ordinary monsters can't do it to tear down the sturdy watchtower like a toy.

Ireles was at the front, his fingers clenching his sword in anger, the hilt squeaking.

Thankfully, even under the attack of the dragons, there are still survivors. They hid in the cracks of the wreckage of the collapsed watchtower, and the soldiers had exhausted their old strength to get out from underneath.

"Soldier, report the situation"

"Sir, it's the dragon, the dragon attacked here, it ate a lot of people, burned a lot of people, and finally knocked down the watchtower and flew away in the direction of the mountain"

The soldier trembled with fear, and the apocalyptic vision frightened him.

Flown away? How do I remember that the main character in the original version was the first dragon to kill here?

Just as she was wondering, Hela suddenly whispered in Ann's ear:

"Master, something approaching quickly in the distance...... It's a dragon! ”

Everyone was quite surprised by this talking bird, but now they were in no mood because a high-pitched dragon groan appeared in the sky along with its huge body.

- Aang!

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain and running a dead horse, it looks very close but is actually far away, but this does not seem to apply to the dragon very much, when everyone saw the black dot on the top of the mountain, it didn't take long for the whole picture of that end to appear in everyone's field of vision.

"Master, it's a subspecies of the five-colored dragon, and there's no precedent in the database"

Dragons are not only powerful, but also have perverted vitality and genes, they can mate with many creatures and give birth to half-dragon creatures, such as the banyan dragon that has made countless scholars fall through their glasses, and they can't believe which gentleman's dragon was born after a shot on the banyan tree.

Of course, the subspecies does not refer to those half-dragons, but the product of the crossbreeding of different species of dragons, usually they do not have the ability to reproduce, the strength is not easy to say, some are particularly strong, some are particularly weak, a bit like the children born of close relatives marriage, either mentally retarded or genius.

An Yizhi very much hoped that this natural eunuch dragon was the former, at least it would be easier to fight.

However, this is unlikely, and the dragon's name is Mirmenir, which means loyal, strong, and hunting in dragon language. It's not weak, otherwise it wouldn't have survived from the murderous Nords of antiquity.

"Wait a minute, don't leave me"

An Yizhi instructed Hela, and Hela's small body was likely to be killed in an instant when Ben Long's breath was sprayed.

"Fernli. Yin. Lahes. Your. Outset. Tak Ace. Lee La! ”

Millmenir hovered above the crowd and shouted in dragon language with disdain, but no one in the room could understand what it was saying except for Ann Yizhi.

"Do I have to use your disgusting language to communicate?"

An Yi pointed forward, his body was full of flickering defensive spells, and he had to be careful in the face of a dragon, and the mage armor shield technique Yuanguang shield and the book of shields could add everything.

"Orin. Britt. Luo, since our language is disgusting, why are you learning it? ”

The huge dragon head turned to An Yizhi, and after thousands of years, it was the first time he had met a mortal who could speak dragon language, although what An Yizhi said was not very good.

Don't expect him to say anything nice, Millmenier comes up with a sharp disdain, it's like scolding someone in English who doesn't understand English, it's a fucked up.

Well, Ann replied with a sarcasm, nothing special, just simple sarcasm, probably the meaning of mother's mental retardation.

"Mortals, Alduin has returned, the Dragonborn are gone, the time of dragon domination has come, you can only obey!"

Have you asked us players?

He could only say this in his heart, Mirmenir was not a special NPC, and he couldn't understand the player's existence at all. As long as the player's level is generally higher than 50 after a while, these dragons in Skyrim will basically be reduced to armor materials.

Because they are too weak compared to the dragons of other dungeon worlds.

That being said, at least for the time being, the dragons in this world are still very dick, and it is difficult for players to contend with.

"Want to rule the world? Have you asked Milak or Mr. Mi? ”

"Milak?"

It seems that he didn't know about Milak.

Mirak was the first dragonborn created by Akatosh, and his original mission was to fight against Alduin, who wanted to rule the world, but after discovering that he was a dragonborn, he also wanted to rule the world, so he abandoned his duty to defeat Alduin, accepted the temptation of the demon god Mora, gained a lot of little-known knowledge, and researched the dragon's roar 'forced will', so that the people who heard the dragon's roar and the dragon obeyed him.

Generally speaking, dragons with a bit of status know Milak, after all, he used to be a sacrifice of the Dragon Cult. Millmenir didn't know that it meant that the creature was just a ponyboy and didn't have much status among the dragons.

Alduin hides like a mouse when he is away, and when the boss comes back, he can't wait to jump out and make trouble, what a stupid dragon.

By the way, the image of the demon god Mora is a black bubble and countless tentacles that keep popping up and disappearing, isn't it very much like a big guy?

- Yugosotos.

Let's get back to business.

"I don't know what Alduin is, I just ask you if you attacked the watchtower!"

With the sword in hand, Ireles shouted angrily.

"Fawakdu. A warning that you will understand the disparity in power."

He was the one who attacked the watchtower, and Ireles did not hesitate to give a loud order:

"Get ready to fight! Archers ready! ”

"Ocon! Greet death! ”

Mirmenir flapped his wings and flew away, hovering high in the air like a vulture, dodging the arrows of the humans on the ground, the steel arrows could not pierce his skin.

"Sue!!"

Swept down from the sky, the dragon spewed flames and scorched a large area of soldiers in a sweep.

"Spread out! Don't get together"

The death of each soldier wrenched Irelais's heart, and she clenched her sword and tried to command her army.

An Yizhi didn't move, he just quietly flashed to the side, trying not to make himself a target for the dragon's attack.

This was a bitter blow for the soldiers, who had lost nearly half of their men within a few minutes of the battle, and to be honest, they were now not in a rout and scattered, they were already considered an elite force.

The trickiest thing about dragons is that they can all fly, which is a huge advantage that cannot be compensated for by humans attacking on the ground.

It skimmed quickly, spitting flames from time to time, and swallowing one or two unlucky ones with armor from time to time, and more of them were thrown into the air by him, and if they fell from such a high place, they would surely die.

Ireles urged Yasuichi to make a move several times, but he didn't respond, the dragonstone can only be used once, and he must choose the right time to ensure that the dragon's roar can hit 100%.

Finally, here's your chance!

Mirmenir landed to the ground with a thud, as if tired of one-sided slaughter, perhaps arrogant, thinking that these mortals could not pose a threat to him.

It would be its fatal mistake!

"Hull! Batuu! ”

Ann held the dragon stone high with one finger and read the sentence above, making it impossible to believe that a sky-shaking roar emanated from his thin body.

The pale blue shockwave struck Mirmenir, who was slaughtering on the ground, and the resentment and anger from mortals against the dragon were like maggots on tarsal bones, turning into blue-white flames that wrapped around its body and could not be extinguished.

"Ned! My power! ”

It tried to fly again, its wings puffing out a strong whirlwind, but to no avail, and the dragon roar robbed it of its ability to fly, and not only that, but it also took away his power.

Its scales are no longer hard, its claws are weak, its roar is weak, and its spit is ineffective.

"Soldiers, attack!"

Knowing that there was no chance to be missed, Ireles raised his sword and rushed to the front, slashing at the dragon with all his strength.

The effect of the dragon break was significant, and Mirmenir's chest was cut by a long wound from the sword, and although the dragon's body was still strong, it was no longer invincible.

"Petrified Ray!"

Beating the Reservoir Dogs, without showing mercy to his subordinates, Ann shot a dark green ray with his fingers, further incapacitating Mirmenir.

The dragon's spell resistance is very good, even if it is weakened a lot by the dragon break, the petrification ray still fails to petrify it, but it is not without effect, the petrification ray makes its movement much slower.

"Inferior Missile Storm!"

Countless bright silver magic missiles mixed with arrows fired by the soldiers surged towards the struggling dragon.

"Suddenly....su"

It wanted to spew flames to fend off the attack, but Ann had already defended him, and reached out to gesture with a few strange symbols:

"Spell Counter!"

The flames barely left his lips before they were suffocated, sending smoke from Mirmenil's nostrils before being hit by magic missiles and arrows.

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, dragon language is magic.

Countering with other breath spells is not necessarily useful, as most breaths are innate abilities, not spells.

Mirmenir, whose offense, defense, and attributes are greatly reduced, is about equivalent to a monster between level 30~40, and it is not easy to use his face to hard-catch the second-class missile storm, but it is not to the point of being fatal, and the tenacious vitality of the dragon clan is not yet fragile enough to be defeated by a D-class spell.

It endured it silently, and it felt that the power that had been taken away by the dragon break was gradually being regained.

After all, the dragon roar released through consumables is far less effective than the real dragon break, especially in terms of duration.

Although the magic missiles seem to be innumerable, they are not endless, about 10 seconds later, the inferior missile storm is exhausted, and the archers are trying their best to shoot as many arrows as possible, at this time their arms are also sore, I am afraid that they will not be able to continue shooting arrows in a short time, only the soldiers led by Ireles are still attacking it with the weapons in their hands, and at the same time, they also feel that each of their attacks is becoming more and more difficult, and it is almost impossible to cause more damage.

What to do?!

Ireles was anxious, she knew that there was only one dragonstone, and if it couldn't kill Mirmenir, then she really had to wait for death.

Just when she was about to give up, she suddenly saw a gorgeous purple ** magic circle appear in the battlefield, and a phantom shadow gradually emerged from the magic array, a dragon phantom.

Could it be that Bai Mancheng is really hopeless?

A dragon is so difficult to deal with, and it is estimated that only the Holy Spirit descends to earth to save Baiman City.

But it was so unexpected, the new dragon opened its mouth and spewed out liquid flames, drowning Mirmenir in it almost instantly.

There was an insurmountable gap in strength between the two, and the dragon that was about to fight back just now turned into a pile of dragon-shaped charred corpses, emitting an unpleasant scorching smell......