The black dragon stretched its wings that seemed to cover the entire night sky, and a low mockery from the massive dragon's mouth woke every tiny being. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Resa looked up again, her eyes widening to see a terrifying countenance, two pairs of huge horns with long, narrow golden jewel-like eyes that glittered with fierce light, strong limbs full of explosive power, long sharp claws, and golden flames of death flowing from the bloody maw.

At night, its crimson stripes give it a terrifying appearance, like a legendary devil.

But what caught her eye the most was the ......

As far as the eye can see, it's all metal.

The plated metal, which glowed with a strange metallic sheen under the pale moonlight, almost enveloped the black dragon's entire body.

As long as they reach the level of a young dragon, the dragons' innate natural dragon scales have been proven immune to most mortal weapons. Even a ballista cannons can't penetrate the dragon's natural scale armor.

Why does this dragon even wear armor to protect itself? What kind of metal is this armor?

There is no answer, everyone is good, I have never seen metal like this!

Wen Resa obviously had no urge to shoot arrows at her, but instinctively felt that even if her own arrows were shot, it would be in vain. The metal armor clearly conveyed a trance-like feeling - it had an impenetrable strength! And only the most powerful and ego dragons would endure the excruciating pain of their bodies being embedded in the alloy.

"Deathwing—" Wenresa whispered the nightmarish name, "Deathwing Nesario......"

In the legends of the elves, there were five great guardian dragons that represented mystery and the power of nature long ago. Some legends claim that the red Alexstasa symbolizes the true meaning of life. Little is known about the other guardian dragons. The elves had already felt their influence and had even come into contact with them on different occasions, but more dragon information, the elf elders had never leaked out.

However, among the dragons, there is already one known to the world, and it has been told to the world in its own way before the other dragons.

Although it originally had a name of its own, it chose 'Deathwing' as its title in order to better despise its weaker kind. Deathwing destroys as many worlds as the elves, humans, and dwarves have built, and even the oldest elven doesn't know what drove Deathwing to do so.

Privately, the elves gave it another name, the forgotten guardian dragon.

One phrase has more meanings: abandonment of responsibility, confusion, betrayal, and anger. If Alexstrasza represents the true meaning of life, then Deathwing is the embodiment of the power of destruction.

Now, however, such a dragon soars before them, as if it were protecting them in its own way. Of course, there is another possibility, Deathwing seems to have been unaware of the presence of Wenresa and the Griffin Knights.

The red dragon in front of him is a worthy opponent, as Deathwing hates its own kind of other colors, so much so that other dragons will be torn apart mercilessly if they come across it.

Moments earlier, the two red dragons had been chasing their smaller prey like cat and mouse.

After a few moments, the prey became themselves.

Deathwing blew a huge wind, and like a night covering the land, he rushed through the griffon's queue and struck the other side.

In just one shot, the smaller dragon was torn in half by Deathwing's massive right claw. In the eyes of mortals, the huge young red dragon was like a discarded broken toy, scattering flesh and scales, and without even screaming, it fell to the earth.

What a terrible lethality!

The mortals below were dumbfounded.

"It's incredible, uh...... "Falsted muttered, "we were saved by the legendary Deathwing, the evil dragon." ”

The sudden screams seemed to hit him in the face. He turned his head, and the direction of the scream was empty, but in the other corner of the horizon, he saw the tragic condition of his companion.

Flames!—The flames that escaped as Deathwings swept across the sky had already caused the death of a dwarven knight and the griffon beneath him.

Just ten meters away, Farsted watched his companion, in front of him, ignited by an evil flame.

It was obviously just a little flame, but after touching the human body, the fire suddenly increased by I don't know how many times. From a spark to a prairie flame. The ensuing heat caused the dwarf and the griffon below to burn their hair in the fire, peeling off the skin, revealing burning muscles, bones, and internal organs, and then the blood steamed and turned to ashes.

For a moment, Farsted and Wenresa were stunned in mid-air.

God, how many people have been recruited?

An elf, a dwarf, began to panic at the same time.

They twisted their necks to their limits, rolled their eyeballs, searched.

Wenresa saw Marianne screaming and jumping herself. As a mage with the rogue jumping skill [Slow Fall Technique], Marianne jumped off at most without danger.

She saw Gavin Rad. The griffin that the paladin was riding should have been finished, but the Holy Light saved his life again, he seemed to have activated the [Holy Shield Technique], and after carrying the flames of the moment, another skilled dwarven knight chased after Gavinrad who fell up and down, saving him.

Ronin's griffin was blown away by the wind, and the dwarven knight in front of him could see that he was trying to get the griffon back to balance, albeit embarrassed, but not in the slightest danger.

Duke...... Huh, what about Duke!?

Wen Resa's heart was captured by fear!

The dragon's roar in the sky once again attracted everyone's attention.

Deathwing and the Red Dragon roared in the air across each other, their deafening roars getting louder each time.

A few seconds later, the two dragons collided in midair, and at that moment, the entire sky seemed to be swept in by the violent wind caused by their collision.

They all showed their claws and attacked each other frantically with their huge tails. The huge tail that can easily exceed ten meters is more terrifying than any battering ram in the world!

If you are hit, I am afraid that a small hill will completely collapse in the blink of an eye.

This is not a battle that humans can imagine just by the description of the bard's mouth, and the dragon's power of destruction and destruction, for a moment, reminded Wen Resa of the legendary god of destruction. (To be continued.) )