Age of Adepts

The horror of the dragon man who exploded with all his might is clear from today's battle.

The Dragon Legion is not really all warriors, but it also conceals some of the more powerful 'practitioners'!

They are as strong as ordinary dragon warriors, but their elemental strength is clearly stronger and more abundant than flesh * physical strength. They are extremely scarce, and it is only possible to find such a dragon 'practitioner' out of about twenty or thirty dragon people.

And they are extremely expensive to cultivate and equip, and ordinary dragon lords are simply unable to support them. So even with the strength of Fire Dragon Female Philippa, the number of dragon performers under her command is just 17.

And today there are six of them who follow the Dragon Legion.

These six talented dragon man practitioners rushed to the front, flaming magic wand waved in their hands, a basin-sized fireball fell into the magic cluster like a meteor.

Five or six pieces of magic were blown apart by successive exploding elemental fireballs, and Mars went wild. And the fierce flame shockwave was more of a collision, lifting more than a dozen magic pieces in diameter.

The effect of such a poor and desirable attack tightens the eyebrows of dragon performers.

But the next second, something more headache came up.

The dozen pieces of magic that had been lifted by the blast shock wave quickly patted up, shaking the clay sand overturned on his body and spraying metal bullets all over his body again, returning to the position he had just taken. And those five or six seemed to have destroyed a great deal of metal, and two more stood trembling.

Most of their body surfaces have been melted and broken, with thick black smoke in their broken casings and occasional flashes of electric sparks. But they still pour dense metal bullets on the Dragon's side with their residual gunpoint.

Seriously, the number of goosebumps that were completely killed in that fire ball attack just now was only 4. This… is clearly well beyond the psychological threshold of dragon practitioners.

In past wars, when they strike, a series of fireballs burst in enemy lines, taking countless lives each time. And when the fireball exploded, the loud noise, the rising fireband, and the shock wave of terror struck the enemy's mind far more than the dragon warrior chopped one to death with an axe.

Unfortunately, these are simply meaningless to cold combat magic.

How do they know that a terrible ‘Reaper’ over their heads is laughing at them when six dragon impostors are hiding two hundred meters out pouring elemental fireballs toward a dense legion of magic?

After hurrying down the ‘Destroyer', the long-held magic spacecraft quickly rose in height, and the warlord fled towards the distance.

The three-metre long, one-metre diameter cigar-type bomb * swept through the mist of the sky, diving into the earth with a burst of ear whistles.

All the dragons in battle couldn't help lifting their heads and watching the tiny, needle-like monstrous object descend from the sky and fall straight into the camp.

The next second, a giant ten-metre diameter fireball rises in the middle of the camp, then bursts suddenly, causing a scorching heat wave and airflow.

A dragon warrior, situated in the blast wave of a fireball, was lifted out for more than twenty meters, falling blue-faced and bruised. But when it struggled to climb up from the ground, the apparition beat him on the body a few times, and found no missing arms and fewer thighs, that's the real relief.

Dragon people who have been watching this scene are amazed!

That's it?

Is that the only thing that just made me feel horrible?

It is true that the power is seven or eight times stronger than the fireball cast by the dragon practitioner, but this kind of thing can be used against a dragon man, and the power is still somewhat weak. Look... it can't even kill an ordinary dragon warrior...

Yet such an idea has not yet faded from the minds of the dragon people, and the dragon warrior, who had just felt good about himself, has had an episode.

It suddenly began to howl and scream, loudly and silently.

Its rough, slightly red, hard skin is suddenly swollen with large and small blisters and blood bubbles, and the skin's surface shows massive crashes and burns. Like being roasted by an invisible fire, dragon scales on Dragon Warrior's body began to fall off in large areas, revealing pus filled with blood water below.

Though there is little hair on Dragon Man's body, it grows big dark red hard hair over his head. At this time, however, these hairs are as if they had been scalded with boiling water, or a large amount of shedding, revealing the red and red flesh below.

Soon, however, these red, fresh flesh, like necrosis, began to turn black and smell quickly, and then rot and spoil. And from the constant loud coughs of dragon warriors, the spillage of black blood in their mouths and the shattering of their organs, the flesh and blood in their bodies is probably decaying as quickly as their body surfaces.

It's like the terrible pain of thousands of different insects eating up dragon warriors scratching their bodies. Dragon scales are peeling, skin is crumbling, flesh is withering, and the horrible wounds of the bones are striking as it scratches through hard digging.

This dragon man is dissolved!

Yes, at this moment, all the dragons saw that, under the influence of that strange 'dirty bomb', the dragon was dissolving wherever there was blood and flesh, both in the body and on the surface. Skin, muscles, blood, muscles… everything dissolves into a disgusting mass of mucus.

When all dissolvable parts of the Dragon Warrior's body melted into a piece of rotten mud, the rest of the undissolved residue scattered across the ground. These include clean like new skeletal frames, dark red dragon scales, and a little hair and a few short curved dragon horns…

A tall and mighty dragon warrior just now, that's all that's left in the blink of an eye!

Just as the dragons looked at the scene with horror, the camp suddenly sounded for a while and coughed violently.

Like the god of plague passing silently through the camp, nearly 13 dragons in the camp began to cough and vomit unnamed. And the blood they cough up is black, and there are organ fragments and creeping black worms floating inside.

Now, the dragons who were still in the middle of the war suddenly fell apart.

Depending on how the captains reprimanded and growled, they also turned a deaf ear and avoided the ‘companions’ who could not help but spit blood.

Dragonman camp is completely messed up!

…………

In the face of the unrest in the Dragon People's camp, it is clear that the wizard side is already mentally prepared.

But the unexpected effect of witchcraft surprised them a little.

Isn't that wonderful?

Whether the poisonous plague of Endo is too severe or the ‘Destroyer' is too horrible… For a moment, even Marie, the one who gave the order, is a little hard to judge.

Marie has the strength of Poison Endo.

If you give her enough time to poison her, it does have a terrible effect, and even killing multiple wizards of the same class is no problem. But the dragon people who want to make these bodies comparable to those of a Level 2 refiner wizard, they seem, probably, like... they can't do it with her strength, can they?

So it was the Destroyer who did it?

Mary has no idea what this Destroyer does. When Grimm gave it to her, it was just a tacit reference to words like 'strong radiation’, which seemed to be some kind of experimental weapon that he and Gazruwi had just tampered with.

In some ways, the devastating effects of such weapons are astonishing!

At the very least, it instantly deprived 13 dragon men of combat power, and the remaining dragon men were somewhat affected.

In this way, however, the Dragon Legion was pushed to a halt, and the other party began under the command of the Dragon Legion's senior leadership, and a mad shock struck a tight line of defense formed by the Magic Legion.

After so many outside moves, the Dragon Warriors and the Legion of Magic finally collided with the real thing.

It seems that the long-range firepower of the Legion of Magic was discovered to be fierce, so the dragon man who rushed up this time either waved a huge, thin trunk, or held a huge rock in his arms. Using these things as shields allows them to successfully cross the line of fire blockade and fight face-to-face and battle magic up close.

On the one hand, the flesh-coated Wild Warriors, on the other hand, the metal magic of reinforced steel… When their real knife and real gun are put together, the kind of Mars-like brutality and wildness that strikes the Earth is bloody, it's hard to help.

dōng dōng dōng...

In a series of dull collisions between flesh and steel, a logger was hit in the air, crumbling directly into heavenly parts and debris. And the metal axes in the hands of the fierce dragon warriors, their chest bellies, every inch of skin on the front of their bodies, became blurred and their scales broken.

And so the paused moment, dense metal bullets like rain point flying from all sides, did not enter the dragon man's body, causing his wound to be injured, finally, a great hissing fall.

A batch of dragon warriors rushed up, then another batch fell, and the lumberjacker's mechanical defense line jammed in front became thinner and brittle at visible speeds.

Unable to eat the dragon warrior's forward and backward raids and collisions, the mud road blockade of the strict and solid defensive line repeatedly retreated. Finally, the dragons swept out of the mud track and extended the battlefield over a larger and wider land.

As the team retreated, the formations of the Legion of Magic were also undergoing tremendous adjustments, moving from the formerly dense Square Array to the now loose Pocket Array.

Shooter magic travels on the outskirts of the battlefield, hitting and abrasing dragon people's defenses with fierce long-range fire. The remaining thirty loggers formed one small defensive ring after another inside the battlefield, striving to cut the dragon's formation with their hard, huge bodies.

And the unseen wizards, transformed into fierce crocodiles beneath the water, are approaching their prey little by little.

Bloody battles are always going on...