Age of Adepts

In this way, the two giants crushed past the dragon army, instantly hurting them very much.

Whether swept by the powerful dragon's tail or crushed by a dragon's chief weighing up to a ton, the dragon's warrior's body will instantly collapse, rub his broken bones and spit blood on the ground.

“You go up against those wind elves in the sky!” Grimm looked at Mary and gave the order out loud.

Mary's attack was weak and there was little good way to deal with a bloody dragon man, so Grimm gave her one of the quickest answers.

“Zacha, guard the palace gate. Don't let one in. Tikool, you go with me! ”

Quickly assign a good task, Grimm throws out the puppet nucleus, summons the Terror Flame Demon, and then growls himself to start a second transformation.

Next, two tall flame demons pulled up simultaneously, shaking the flaming body, and a lava fireball crazily threw into the Dragon Man team like no money.

Tiqoul, who was named, promised to let the goblin tear out of the puppet talisman and drilled into it three or two times. The next second, the goblin ripper roared low and began to move his body, waving the metal chainsaw and metal drill bit in his hand, without hesitation blocking the dragon's path.

A string of lava fireballs burst in the dragon army, and violent flame shockwaves and indiscriminate splash of lava flames instantly annihilated the 11 dragon men at the forefront. They tumble in the flames of the sky, and the surface metal armor softens rapidly at extreme temperatures, turning into red and flowing iron water that cracks the flesh and dragon scales below.

Grimm stood side by side with the Terrorist Flame, one responsible for arson and one responsible for pulling up firewalls to intercept each other, almost instantly overthrowing the area of one or two hundred metres in front of him.

As soon as those first-level dragon warriors rushed into the sea of fire, the magic flames burned inside them screamed terribly. In addition to burning their bodies, fierce flames burst into the body from vulnerable areas such as their eyes, ears, mouth and nose, connecting the internal organs to burn together.

Many dragon warriors swept across the sea of fire, before waiting for the finest rippers and them to take over, they had fallen on their backs, and their strong bodies were filled with traces of scorching and burning.

Only those 2nd dragon men can break through this terrible fire in one breath, protected by wind elements that haunt the body. But they just stepped out of the flames, and on the other side, they showed their heads and hit Tigul, waving a metal chainsaw and drill bit.

Pfft……

The sound of metal cutting from a noisy ear is far from being heard.

A metal chainsaw measuring one and a half meters can cut a large number of Mars on the metal armor and tough dragon scales of a 2-step dragon man every time it swings, while a mad metal drill can drill a huge blood hole in the dragon's body every time it takes off.

Although the dragon man is powerful and possesses the elemental attributes of some dragon lords, he still has some power to catch in the face of a mechanical warrior armed to the teeth. Higher kung fu is afraid of knives. Dragon men are stronger, but they can't hold their own equipment and sperm tears. There is a difference between heaven and earth.

As a result, more than a dozen second-degree dragon men were blocked at the edge of the fire by the Goblin Ripper, each time accompanied by a massive amount of blood spilled indiscriminately and the limbs of a flying dance.

The Ripper, who has just been rehabilitated by a new sperm, has once again been subjected to a severe war test.

Almost every moment, multiple heavy attacks fall on its metallic sturdy shell. Each time the heavy hammer falls in the hands of the Dragon Man, Mars, beaten by the Goblin Ripper, is exposed to dizziness in Tigul, and the rest of his ears are almost inaudible.

Seeing the critical situation, Grimm did not hesitate to turn the cannon, wild flame storms, falling meteor showers, and horrific end-of-life volcanoes, like lava flames in the head, sweeping the two dragon men besieging Tiqoul.

The Fire Wizard is a famous battlefield turret!

Grimm, an unrestrained target, immediately struck down the arrogance of these second-degree dragon men.

A dragon man was burned so hard that he clashed left and right in the flames that he could no longer gather into a group.

However, Grimm and others are even more defensive than the alarming number of dragons here. Just now the fire was completely open and poured, not waiting to breathe, knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

The right-handed sperm tearer of the left branch was gradually pushed aside by the dragon warriors, and a large number of dragon men waved their hammers and huge axes to Grimm and the Horror Flame Demon's side. Grimm and the Terrorist Fire Demon, the firepower turrets, also had to be left hand fireballs, right hand swords and each other played close physical fights.

The whole battlefield instantly became chaotic and disorderly!

Grimm et al. have a number in mind.

The 3rd order Leron Ames against the 3rd order Dragon leader, on the one hand, has dragon power suppression, on the other hand, has an absolute advantage in shape and power, victory is only a matter of time.

So Grimm can only try to drag the dragon team here and wait for Ray Dragon to win and come back for help.

After all, there are only four places in the second order on the Grim side, while there are as many as twenty or thirty, to say the least, in the second order opposite.

Over the cliff-top sky, Mary wrapped herself in a bloody mist, lightning rapidly traveled through the air, and every stroke was accompanied by a great cry of wind elves before dying.

Mary slaughtered more than thirty wind elves in one breath, and the rest of the wind elves could no longer bear the fear of their hearts, each shouting fleeing to a distance.

Mary didn't chase them, clapping her wings over the sky, looking away at the chaotic and bloody battlefield beneath her. When she saw Grimm waving a giant flaming sword clumsily against three second-stage dragon men, she immediately dived without hesitation.

The dragon warrior, who was locked by her, raised his head, two large, two small and four amber-shaped vertical eyes, instantly and closely stared at the bursting red figure, and the giant axe surrounded the blue clear wind blade in his hand, shouting, facing each other and splitting.

Knock out the muffled sound.

The shadows of Dragon and Mary were thrown out at the same time.

Mary Manta's winged body immediately fired a red blood arrow, while Dragon Warrior's throat was raw and drained of two horrible blood holes.

Dragon warriors slumped two steps back, and regained their feet with a strong body and strong physical * resilience.

Exchanging injuries for injuries... Hmm, would that skinny woman be her opponent too?

Unfortunately, such an idea has not yet been completed in its dragon-like head, and the flying blood figure has once again dived down a strange arc.

Damn, I just hit her with an ax. She should have fallen down seriously. Yeah...

It was too late to think that the severely injured Dragon Warrior had once again split his axe, and the two disparate figures were once again split to both sides.

This time, the Dragon Warrior was no longer able to support his body, his two thick front legs softened, the whole person knelt on the ground, the axe threw to his side, and his hands tightly covered the bloody throat hole. Unfortunately, no matter how it was blocked, the red blood flowed out of the finger seams like a stream and quickly gathered in front of it into a small lake.

The dragon warrior struggled to lift his head, once again reflecting a rapidly approaching slender figure in his amber vertical pupils.

Is she still human? She is a horrible monster that cannot be killed...

As the bloody figure passed from its side, a big head rolled over into the sky.

Perceived to draw blood energy from each other, Mary quickly repaired the damage to her body while shaking the manta wings and passing through in a noisy and chaotic battlefield. Her blood hand was like a sharp dagger, quickly paddling through a dragon's throat, eyes, ear canal, armpit, crotch, etc.

Every dragon warrior who has been attacked by Mary cannot help but grunt. And they either sweep, or splash, or seize attacks all falling into the open.

Like a bloody ghost, Mary clashed left and right in the dragon army, avoiding an attack, and attacked the dragon's fragile spot with a red blood filled with bloody energy.

With Marie's fragile body and dragon man's great shore power, she was like a glass man who flexed through a mad herd of cows, only to be rubbed by each other was a fractured bone muscle. Mary can only maximize her ultra-high agility by passing under a giant axe and hammer at a horrible speed that the naked eye cannot capture, never letting the other person touch herself.

“Grim, how long are we going to hold on... what are those witches doing? Why don't you do it...”

Marie was murdering wildly, yelling at Grimm.

But before Grimm had a chance to respond, a deafening dragon roar came from the depths of the palace.

“Witches... You are Level 4 Witches...”

Immediately afterwards, the grand palace behind Grimm et al. collapsed in a violent turmoil, a giant dragon with a tail of more than fifty meters rising from the sky, as its wings swept and roared wildly.

Goddamn it, the witches won't let the dragons get away, will they?

Grimm first held his heart tight and looked up and saw a strange light chain dragging on the body of the four-stage dragon wrapped around the scales of the blue dragon. At one end of the light chain, deep into the dragon, the other is firmly held in the hands of the dead witch leader, Khusuna.

With this light chain in existence, it is impossible to throw Xuna out of her body, regardless of how the wings of the sky wrap around her.

And the other fourth-level witch, Fimis, stepped on a strange dragon of the dead and chased it behind the wings of the sky. As for the four-stage corpse dragon, it came out of the ruins of the palace roaring, and the giant dragon's wings were distorted and broken.