My Heroic Life

The formidable enemy is in front. At this time, he can no longer keep his hands. The lower heroes in the forefront launched a fierce attack. The berserkers raised their battle axes and chopped to the dragon claws. The magicians and archers aimed at the longan and shot the magic bullets. The swordsman and pikemen also stepped on the ground and rushed to the chest and abdomen and other weaknesses.

For a time, the sound of swords and halberds was loud, and the explosions continued to roar. Even the dragon seed could not ignore the attacks of the lower heroes. During the fierce battle, its scales shattered and blood splashed.

However, the dragon’s counterattack was even more fierce and fierce. Its feet slammed on the ground, and the earthquake-like fluctuations spread with it as the center of the circle. The smoke and dust rushed up to form a circle. The heroic spirits who stepped on the ground within a hundred meters of the ground were suffering. The weak magicians have already vomited blood.

The strong muscles roll under the dragon scales. The most proud attack of the dragon species is not the sweeping of the claws and the biting of the teeth, but the flicking of its tail. At this time, its muscles are tight and the four claws are on the ground, with itself as the center of the circle. The dragon's tail of the house swept past with a mighty force, squeezing the air at the speed of lightning and squeezed the air with a harsh scream.

"boom!"

The spiked dragon's tail plowed past, blowing up countless gravel underground, spider-web-like cracks spread from the place, and stopped in the human army, the smoke and dust dispersed, leaving behind the corpses all over the ground.

For the first time since the war, the Central Army suffered heavy losses.

In the eyes of the dragon species, there is no concept of friendly forces. In the very wide range of tail flick, there are also Graeme and Chimera. Many lower heroes are fighting fiercely with them, and it is these who are sacrificed by monsters. Warriors in footsteps.

The smell of blood permeated, the sound of the dragon's roar sounded, and the blood-stained tail of the dragon seed slapped the earth like an applause. It sang happily, praising its achievements and honor.

And in this drum-like rhythm, a group of small dragons come from the sky. They are the family members of the dragon species. The lower-level two-legged flying dragons are aimed at the apostles in the back of the human beings. The knife tore open the human body.

Amid the screams, the Central Army was attacked from front and back. The dragon species in front was like a mountain, and the two-footed flying dragon behind was like rain. The number of casualties rose rapidly, and a shadow began to cover the hearts of the soldiers.

"Back to back! End up!"

The apostles shouted loudly, and the soldiers immediately formed a circle spontaneously. They wielded their weapons back to back, eager to drive away the enemy in this way, but with little success.

Steve swung his sword up and down at the swooping flying dragon. The long sword hit the enemy but it was touched. The blade with no stamina was bounced off by the hard scale armor. In contrast, the one beside Steve The comrade-in-arms fell to the ground with blood.

"John! Damn it!"

He roared, but there was nothing he could do. Within the range of the long sword, the dragon seed was out of reach.

"Who can touch them!"

In the unwilling shouts, two archers stood up.

One is the handsome red-haired knight.

One is the appearanceless king of green clothes.

Tristan and Robin Hood, one is a prince and knight who lamented sadness, and the other is a warrior of the sloppy folks. Two people with completely different backgrounds and almost opposite personalities pull the strings at the same time, with dense arrows pouring, half poisoned and half silent.

Under the arrow, the two-footed dragon fell like rain, and a dragon was chopped into several segments in the air, and beside it, the same kind shot by the green arrow died in paralysis and pain.

"This sad sacrifice must be stopped, sir, thank you for your help."

"Master knight, tusk, forget it, let's solve them first."

The two heroic spirits stood together after a brief exchange. Amidst the cheers of the apostles, they began a joint battle, and in front, there was also a higher heroic spirit standing up.

"It prevents me from finding my mother, no."

The innocent child's voice murmured, a mist suddenly covered the dragon, and the cheerful dragon roar of the dragon species stopped in the smoke, and soon afterwards a roar of diametrically opposite emotions came out.

Since then, the smoke and the dragon seed began to entangled and moved to the distance. No one knew what had happened. Only some careful apostles discovered that the white-haired little girl named Jack seemed to be missing.

"Wang, leave the dragon to us, please move on!"

Tristan yelled loudly, and the Knight King nodded to him, she knew that these monsters were abandoned sons, and their purpose was to block her.

No matter what happens, you must move forward!

The army moved forward again. They bypassed the dragon species that was battling the mist, ignored the flying two-footed dragon above their heads, and approached Bedwell's troops extremely fast, and at the end of the front was the majestic King Camelot city.

Several dragon species flew over the head of the army. They were reinforcements coming in response to the roars of their kind asking for help. Thanks to them, there were no dragons in front of the army, but many apostles in the team watched with tears. The heroic spirits who were blocked by monsters behind them were mostly women.

"Master Cavaliers, you seem to be very popular with women. Many people are watching you."

The green-clothed and orange-haired Robin Hood shuttled between the shadows of the corpses of the two-legged dragons, and the poisonous arrows poured in ceaselessly. One by one, the two-legged dragons swayed in the air and fell, foaming at their mouths to death.

Tristan is standing frontally surrounded by dragons. The Feilnot strings in his hand are constant, and dragon flesh and blood fly in the beautiful accompaniment. Invisible sound blades form a wall in front of him, and his incarnation is the strongest The castle guards the friendly forces.

"It's a sad thing to fall in love with me. Even so, I think there are many eyes looking for you, and your mystery also fascinates women."

"I am a vagrant who can't compare with the noble knight masters."

Another arrow shot down a flying dragon. Robin Hood ran to the corpse and recovered the arrow. He couldn't be as cool as Tristan using physical arrows. He leaned against the flying dragon and was smearing the arrow with poison. The shadow fell from the top of his head to cover him.

The dragon has arrived.

"Oh? This is really big."

He smiled bitterly, but with a taste of excitement.

"Master Cavaliers, can I trouble you to attract the attention of these guys?"

Tristan, who heard Robin Hood's shout, turned his head and asked, "You want it?"

"I want to buy them some poison."

He stroked the natural toxins he was carrying with him, showing a rare ferocious smile.

Chapter 97: Finding Opponents (1/4)

The heroes blocked the strong enemy, and the Central Army was able to move on, but in fact the situation was not very optimistic.

The dragon's blow is still second. The main reason is that after deepening into the enemy's formation, the monsters began to become more and more dense, and their strength gradually increased, while the lower heroes of the human front were getting weaker.

Years are ruthless, even if it is as strong as a hero, it is difficult to get rid of the physical weakness caused by aging. After breaking through the battlefield and encountering the blow of the dragon, these monster-like old people are beginning to get a little tired.

Lawrence chopped off the head of a big snake with a sword, grabbed the tail and flew it away. He took a breath and looked at the old fellows of the heroic spirits beside him. As a swordsman, he has a high overall quality and can persist, but some Berserkers and assassins are already a little weak.

"Ahead! Chimera group!"

When the alert sounded, he raised his head and saw a white mutant Chimera pounced with the group. The roar of lions trembled people's hearts. They leaped into the crowd, and the three heads of lion, sheep and snake were biting. Everything around me.

And behind this group of powerful Chimera are the gleaming mutant Grames, their white and purplish bodies refracting sunlight like crystal jewels.

Graham, as the main battle group of the monster army, has always served as the mainstay, and this group of teams composed entirely of mutant Grahams is the elite of the elite.

This group of white stone men followed Chimera into the human defense line and quickly expanded the gap, and behind them were endless fierce monsters.

Lawrence swung his sword while the lower heroes in the front row turned on their firepower, but they could hardly resist more and more enemies. Chimera began to fight close to the berserkers, the magicians and archers retreated to the back row, the swordsmen, The pikemen and even the assassins have begun to join the melee.

The advancement of the team was hindered, and the upper heroes began to join the battle group one by one. Gawain and Lancelot rushed forward, brandishing the two indestructible swords in their hands, smashing the hard-to-kill variants of Graham.

Mordred was even more violent. She plunged a sword into Graeme's core and lifted the corpse to the center of the Chimeras before it was broken down into rubble. Amid the roar of heavy objects landing, the two Chimeras had been smashed. Into the flesh.

The addition of the upper heroic spirits added weight to the victory of the British Army, but it also attracted the attention of higher fantasy species. These higher-level monsters with some intelligence disdain to slaughter weak ordinary apostles, and they are only responsible for powerful enemies.