Devil’s Son-in-Law

Appearing in front of everyone was a giant dragon of huge body size, scales yellowbrown, two cheeks with fin-like things, a row of short corners on the top of the head, wrapped in a layer of black armor, dark golden snake eyes in a cold light.

The sound of the dragon just now contains powerful dragon power, the killing power is indistinguishable, whether the warcraft in the air or the defensive parties on the ground, are frightened out of the sky, limbs softened. Many of the enemy forces on the siege staircase were shocked to the ground, and the only one unaffected was the Guardian Vine, who took advantage of the opportunity to regenerate quickly and strangle the siege staircase.

The angular beasts of fart urination were scared to retreat. After all, the double-legged Feilong was a strictly trained dragon. Fearing the Dragon Wei, under the direction of the Dragon Cavalry's veterinary technique, many of them flew back in a circle and rushed towards the giant dragon in a fearful manner.

The dragon's wings vibrated, screaming all the way through, even without the dragon's claws or teeth attack, but the touched bipedal dragon fell eastward toward the ground, many of the dragon's body sprouted a nourishing green smoke, corroded by some terrible toxin, quickly revealed white bone.

And the attack of two-legged Feilong could not penetrate the black armor on the giant dragon, and it did not even leave a mark on the road. As for Feilong's toxin, it was a joke in front of such poisonous ancestors as the poison dragon.

At this time, after the dark moon, wearing black armored bipedal flying dragons and horny beasts arrived at the battlefield. These flying dragon army warcraft faced Pagliu many times in the training base of the rainy jungle. Although fearful, they performed much better than the air corps of Tidu, avoiding the poisonous dragon and pounding on the frightened Emperor Air Force.

A shocking air war had begun, with warcraft roaring and biting in the air, and the shadows of countless flying circles had dimmed the light of the moon.

The Dark Moon Air Force is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, but far stronger than its opponents imagined. The first is equipment, and in addition to the necessary spears, the Dark Moon's air cavalry has short spears to throw and armour-breaking crossbows that fire bursting arrows to launch powerful attacks remotely.

The difference in equipment is also reflected in the warcraft. The dark moon, even the worst of the corner beasts, is covered with armor. This armor is made of some special material and process, lightweight and tough, which has little effect on the speed of flight. Apart from the armor on some elite bipedal flying dragons and lion scorpions, the rest of the body has only flying heads that are controlled by auxiliary cavalry, almost equal to light bears.

These pieces of equipment are actually spending money. If you don't look at quantity and equipment alone, you will feel that the Dark Moon Air Force is the strongest regular army of an empire. This undoubtedly hurts self-esteem. In this real battlefield of life and death, it hurts not just self-esteem, but lives.

Dark Moon is not only equipped, but also has the individual strength of a two-legged Feilong. The power of these double-legged Feilong is obviously stronger than that of Emperor Feilong. A number of them also have special abilities, such as flaming, frozen poison breath, doubling body toughness, doubling flight speed, etc. In a single pair, it can be said that they are opponents of complete abuse.

Rometti, the leader of the Legion of Flying Clouds, riding behind a mutant double-headed Lion Scorpion, looked a little furious and thought he was blinded. Nima, is this still a double-legged Flying Dragon? Why is the group so fierce?

Rometti wouldn't be so surprised if she knew what the Dark Moon's bipedal Feilong had eaten... No, this answer should shock her even more - would anyone feed that thing to the Warcraft? Hundreds?

But Rometti didn't have much time to think, and what she needed to focus on right now was that horrible giant dragon. Although it was far better than her demon emperor level in terms of smell from the dragon, under her command, dozens of Lion Scorpion Squad members led the circle of the most elite 1,000 Horned Beasts in the Cloud Corps.

All of these hornbeasts have opened up some kind of magical tattoo, staggered rotational flights and shifting the power of the Xuan Olympics, enough to barely counteract the horrific attack of the dragon, but only to hold it back, because the dragon's power and dragon's power are so terrible.

Even this position cannot be sustained for long, with each blow seriously injuring or dying the Winged Beast. All they have to do is try to trap their opponents and buy time for the Siege Squad on the ground, while waiting for the reinforcements of their own strong.

Rometti harasses the dragon at critical times to minimize the losses of the elite, but the dragon's defense is amazing, let alone the armor on her body, even if it is the wings, after being hit by her magic arrow, it is difficult to penetrate.

“Beauty, do you have a minute, why don't we find a quiet place to talk about ideals and life?” A clear voice with power burst into Rometti's ear, and Rometti turned around and saw a two-legged Feilong rushing this way, carrying a man on his back.

As Rometti can see, this double-legged Feilong is an absolutely mutant king and has reached the rank of Demon Emperor, no less than her double-headed Lion Scorpion. So... the enemy behind Feilong should be the commander of the enemy air corps?

If we can kill each other, we should be able to restore the morale of the Dark Moon Army, and Rometti thought about it here, prompting the double-headed Lion Scorpion to greet each other without falsehood.

In a moment when both sides had slipped away, the two Imperial Warcraft had attacked each other, just pulling apart the distance, Rometti behind the Lion Scorpion had turned back, and the seven magic arrows carrying powerful power had almost instantly been fired in succession, targeting the knight behind King Feilong.

The knight was also a turner, and seven magic arrows suddenly slammed near him, almost simultaneously breaking into two pieces and falling powerlessly.

Rometti's pupils contracted slightly, her archery crown emperor, just now this "seven weeks flash” contains four changes, three arrows will accelerate suddenly, one will also draw an arc to attack the other side, but in the blink of an eye, it was cut off by the other, not avoided, but cut!

Just now, the mistake, the arrow, the breaking of the arrow were just a few winks, King Fei Long and the double-headed Lion Scorpion circled and spared him.

“Beauty, I've received your love, and I think we have hope for further ‘deep’ development. ”

This slight voice did not provoke Rometti's particular anger. Instead, the pale purple sexy lips flashed slightly. The powerful war intent burned, and the quasi-legendary weapon purple bow in his hand began to produce a nourishing current sound.

Joining the Air Corps gave Dark Moon's Guardian morale a boost and finally freed his hands to focus on the enemy forces attacking the city. However, the pressure remains very high, and the ground offensive has intensified with the participation of a regular regiment of troops from the other side and an emperor. Forgotten battles were everywhere on the walls, the original enemies had not been purged and a new siege ladder had been erected.

In front of the giant iron gate of the fortress, several side-by-side monstrous beasts have approached the next step in the eviction of the Legion of Demons, with tough skin and three hard blunt angles on their foreheads, powerful and particularly astonishing collision capabilities, the nightmare of all defensive installations.

The Fortress Guard desperately fired arrows at the giant beast, but the Demon Army was already ready, covering not only the armor on the giant beast, but also soldiers on both sides and behind them with giant shield protection, even broken armor arrows, could not penetrate.

On the other hand, over the blockade of the Dark Moon Magic Cannon, the Blood Flag Corps of Goblin Warriors began to quickly erect a siege device. Now that they have made their way to the city, they can easily accidentally injure their own people. The Goblins are erecting a stone thrower.

The Dark Moon City was at a time of intense war, when the Magic Cannons were very difficult to fire, let alone spent a lot of time adjusting their angles to attack these rocket-propelled vehicles, and the crisis was getting stronger and stronger.

Fighting in the air is equally intense, the dark moon has advantages in terms of individual strength, but the number is much smaller than the opponent, and the experience of the knight is less than that of the other party, often surrounded by two or three times as many enemies as his own, but barely deadlocked with each other.

Mengchong's beast was getting closer, with arrows stuck in his body, and a number of shielded guards were shot by Medusa, but he still couldn't stop the beast. The distant stone thrower was quickly assembled thanks to the efforts of the goblin warriors. A boulder poured with magic oil was placed on it. The horn demons pushed the winch diligently, pressing the spring of the stone thrower to the lowest point. After the goblin warrior saw the boulder lit the fire, he pulled the machine hard, "Teng! Teng! Teng..."

Several “meteors” caught in flames took off at high altitude, dragged a smoky trajectory out of the air, headed towards the Moonlight Fortress, and hit the works or the ground behind the walls with a terrible threat, spraying with Mars rubble and an exaggerated pyro-black fire pit.

An arrow tower was hit and collapsed halfway. The archers screamed and fell. These flames were indeed quite lethal and smoke began to gush in the Moonlight Fortress.

In times of crisis, another dragon roared, and the elite horn beasts that besieged the dragon fell like hail, and many had not yet fallen into the ground and had become a skeleton under the influence of some terrible force.

Rometti's double-headed Lion Scorpion was in a fierce battle with the Dragon King. He was shocked by the sound of the Dragon, but the response was much faster. A bite bit of the Lion Scorpion's head, the Lion Scorpion suffered pain, struggled to escape, winged, his body was torn apart, and his claws left four striking blood marks.

Rometti was about to pull the bow and shoot the chasing King Fei Long, suddenly he felt cold on his shoulder, his shoulder armor had fallen in two, a knife mark on his shoulder, blood DC, darkness: it was just a moment of staggering, actually... that guy was quick!

More surprisingly, the dragon broke through the elite circle of the Legion faster than imagined, and must now quickly disengage the enemy behind it and command the army to hold the dragon again.

The king of Feilong is Lomon. In fact, the commander of the Legion of Feilong has someone else. Lomon just wants to hold on to Lometti. After seeing through Lometti's attempts, he persists and gives her no chance to breathe.

Breaking free of the siege, Pagliu's wings swept downward, targeting the Imperial Coalition, which flocked to the fortress on the ground. The dragon's huge mouth sprays a bunch of dragons, and these dragons are not fast enough to bring out a blue mist along the way.

However, horrible things happened, wherever the fog, whether soldier or horse, had dissipated into green smoke, a crossed line of death had been drawn in the tidal flow, the smoke was rising on the battlefield, the soldiers in the back could not see the situation in the front, they knew only to rush forward, many soldiers in the front row had been pushed into the fog, they could not even scream in time to extinguish the smoke, by the time they reacted, countless lives had been harvested by the fog, and many soldiers were caught in great panic.

Toxic dragons are a rare dragon clan, and power and talent are not the most powerful of dragons, but they are definitely the most terrible dragons in terms of war or collective killing.

Pagliu saw the crisis at the gate and was about to fly away, giving rise to a sudden warning sign, a huge twist in his body, his long tail swinging behind him like a whip.

The person behind him flashed instantly, dodging.

“The mighty Dragon Nation," the figure appeared in front of Pagliu, a middle-aged man with three pairs of light wings behind him, also with the scent of the Peak Demon Emperor, "I am Disyaro of the Fallen Angel King. Lucifer, this should not be a battlefield for dragons, and if Your Highness leaves now, His Highness is willing to pay a fortune. ”

The answer to Disyaro was a very poisonous dragonbreath. Disyaro frowned and fled with his holy wings. He bowed slightly: "Your Excellency, please don't do this yet. I am a friend of Elder Soscuerla of Long Island. Please look at...”

It's not finished yet, there's another bright dragon, it's actually coming from the cubic space made in the Sarga Realm, it's impossible to make a sound in this realm space, but the deviant dragon bark is coming out, and then, the next blinking time, that translucent cubic space suddenly crumbles like glass, and a huge figure appears in it.

Disyaro's face changed dramatically, another dragon!

This giant dragon is much smaller than a poison dragon, about seven or eight meters long, and is covered in black scales, only slightly dark red in the abdomen, with a light silver glow at the ends of the claws and horns, wings fluttering and angry roars.

It was Sarga, the commander of the Dragon Cavalry Corps, who flew out of the shadow of the crushed space in a skewed and oblique manner, and from that standpoint was clearly seriously injured. The King of Flying Dragons under Sarga was extremely spiritual and immediately caught his master and fled desperately towards his own camp.

Don't mention this regret in Sarga's heart. The girl is a dragon! And the Magic Black Dragon!

His most powerful space was infinite magic and magic amplification, but the reflection refracted for half a day, and attacking people was simply itchy. Finally, the chick got bored and revealed herself. What kind of "black dragon gun” destroyed the entire space, and she was severely traumatized.

Disyaro feels the smell on the Black Dragon, more shocked, the Demon Emperor's Mid-level Black Dragon! Demon Emperor's Peak Dragon! The Krobby Ruth, who had betrayed the Dark Moon, seemed to be a Dragon Nation, and there were three Demonic Emperor Dragon Nation in one territory. Is the backer of the Dark Moon Territory the Dragon Island? How is that possible?

Just between the distractions of Disyaro, a terrible force had come to the side, turning the dragon into a man before he could pay attention to it. One of Disyaro's hurried rooms blocked an emptiness and was curved strangely by the fist, right under his rib. Disyaro felt only a sharp pain. He had heard his bone break and cried out: "Wait a minute! ”

You said you wouldn't do it if you waited? Pagliu was never a man of style, and on the battlefield, deaf to Disyaro's words, he launched a fierce attack as soon as he got a hit.

Disyaroton was passive when he cherished his feathers, and his opponent's power was stronger than he thought, even if it were normal, he was not against his opponent, and the other black dragon was nearby. If there was a war in love, his life would be in danger.

With this in mind, Disyaro took two punches and fled like a storm. Pagliu cried out behind him: “Master Ben is a lonely wildling, he has nothing to do with Dragon Island! It doesn't matter if you sell your ass to that Soscuerla! ”

Never seen such a despicable, rude dragon clan! The last sentence of the dragon almost gave Disyaro another breath of blood, and he dared not stop and prompted the Holy Wings to retreat towards the coalition camp.

“Hey... chick! Don't go too far! Get rid of the cart down there! That's worth it! ”

Olivis had just escaped the residual power of space and was chasing Salga, listening to the last two words of the poisonous dragon, and immediately flew towards the flame throwing carts below. In front of Miss Blackdragon's power, those throwing carts were so overwhelmed that they were depleted and decimated.

Olives was smart enough not to hit the main battalion of the Imperial Coalition, just to follow Paglius on the front line to bully the attacking enemy.

In this part of the fortress, the attack by the Tidu coalition was considerably slower due to the threat of poison fog. Asina's figure appeared above the city gate, scolded and jumped high, ruling in his hand that the giant sword had been beheaded by those giant monstrous beasts.

A fiery red glow appeared on the sword, centered on Asina, in a fan-shaped area of about six or seventy meters, flesh flickered, as if the enemy had been crushed by some terrible force, and his body had been torn apart, even by the immense Moncho giant beast, which was torn apart together with the armor on his body.

Skill "Verdict” brought with the Artifact Sword!

Asina waved and emptied the biggest threat around the city gate, taking over the rope that Nesta had thrown down, quickly rising in shape and flashing in a flash along the way, already using the flash to move over the city wall, leaving the arrows flying towards her empty.

As a result of the collision of the two dragons, the Emperor's Air Corps began to lose ground, and the destruction of the Catapult and the Moncho Beast increased the morale of the Guardians, and the situation was quickly reversed.

Former Army Commander Gerrant looked real, Rometti was entangled, Salga was seriously injured, and Disyaro, who had no heart to fight, lost. At this time, the sky grew darker and the night battle was even more unfavourable to the Allies. The losses would continue to grow, and when he sighed a long time, he ordered the trumpet of the withdrawal to be blown.

In the coalition camp, the generals face each other, no one could have imagined that the first battle against the Dark Moon would end in failure.

The Dark Moon Guards shouted heavenly cheers when they saw the Aerial Warcraft turning away and the enemy troops retreating like the ground tide.

Hearing distant cheers, Emperor Du Zhongjun's large accounts, the Regent King and Commander of the Allied Coalition appeared more gloomy in the dark purple eyes of Obsidian.