My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 168 Dragon Slaughter

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His pupils shrunk, Igournier instinct felt dangerous, no longer hesitating, raising his head and opening his mouth was a fire dragon roar, Altoria's impact stopped, after the dragon flame, Keral's defense dripped water, Altoria slightly relieved, then an arrow rushed to the other side, pointing at the head is a sword slashing down.

When it's a really powerful blow, but Red Dragon Igounir doesn't know how many years he has lived, battle experience is incredible Battle Dragon, where will he panic?

Just a slight bow of your head, like instinct to block with your hands, the dragon horn matches the sword of victory.

Buzz...

Altoria pushed too hard, just so hard, the whole sword was buzzing, even Altoria's arm was numb.

Keiral was really like Artoria's cotton padded jacket, but just stepping back was a glimmer of recovery that instantly relieved her pain.

Altoria lost her worries and was brave enough to rush up again. Igounir is also quite a reckless opponent, just look at the golden glittering long sword to know that it is not a mortal. He should also thank Keiral for understanding that the magic of light is all about restoring magic. Otherwise, even if he is confronted with such a level of magician as Keiral, he is quite hard, and considering that Altoria is beside him, the knights swim near him like flies.

Fire!

Red Dragon Igounir shouted, and the dragon flame sprayed from all sides.

Everybody's in shock.

I didn't think he had the means! And then there was despair, even if the wise man was so strong, how many people around him were at the limit? Even Red Dragon Igounir thinks so. As a man, he fought many sorcerers. That's almost the limit, isn't it?

Die here? The knights suddenly had a sense of enlightenment, as if life's walking lights were spinning in front of them.

When the red flame swept by, everyone just stared at the mask in front of them and suddenly felt a sense of joy and obedience towards Kerall.

Red Dragon Igounir suddenly felt a sense of regret watching the other party's unbroken lineup, and if he had listened to what they had just said, it would not be embarrassing now.

Even if he wanted to shake hands and make peace, the pride of the Dragons would never allow him to do so before victory.

What if feudalism kills people?

Kerall drank, “What are you waiting for? Kill!!”

Kerall has consumed a tenth of his magic in a short period of time, and this is just the beginning of the battle!

He and Red Dragon Igounir both knew very well that the way this battle was going was not when they were going to break their defenses, nor when they were going to hit him again, but which one of Kerall and Igounir couldn't hold out first!

There are no bones left to hold on to first!

The victor will be crowned king!!

Don't look at Keiral so confident, but it is also disturbing in his heart. Dragons like this have only appeared in mythological times. Now they appear in front of him, not to mention defense. Absolute dominance displayed now alone is already the strongest level. If the warcraft he has seen is on the ground, maybe the gorilla can spell an even fall color, but if the dragon really flies and bombards with dragonbreath, several more gorillas won't be enough for him!

Now, that's what they are, isn't it true that dragons have a way of surviving when they get to airspace control?

Kerall certainly knows the answer.

Already thinking fast about how to kill a dragon.

This dragon is no different from the dragon in Western mythology. Strong limbs, huge wings, wings like bats, sharp horns like spears, and mouth can emit flaming dragons...

In other words, if it's the same, then the so-called weakest point, the inverse scale, is also very likely!

“Lily! He has half a dragon scale on his chin! There's his weakness!” Keiral's words have changed the colour of Igounir. The magic on this strange continent is surprising enough. It's even more surprising to know that the Dragon Nation has never been mentioned before. Especially when this secret is almost forgotten by all dragons...

Igournier was an old firedragon, and immediately he bowed his head to the ground, facing Artoria in an ancient position against a powerful enemy, struggling harder and harder.

Keralton felt bad at times, and the fierce struggle had caused his magic to begin to drain heavily, and in just a few seconds it had begun to drain in a hundred percent.

Never go on like this!

Kerall understood that he began to command the knights from time to time.

“Morton Hertdidi, grab his tail, drag it down if you can't hold it, and a few more people will help them! ”

“Balla, Rost, Delcat, hold his left leg, and if you can't hold it, insert it through the gap between his nail clips, where there's no scaling.” Kerall commanded loudly. This is not at all afraid for Igounir to hear that this is already a mastermind, that both sides are dying, that there is still a possibility of negotiation, and that nature is how easy it is to win and how to do it.

Altoria doesn't have that kind of chivalrous spirit anymore. The chivalrous spirit depends on people coming. It's like a horse riding two against a martial arts. It's called elegance. If facing a man who can strangle you at will, and you're only five or six years old, it's not chivalrous. It's called genocide, not confrontation!

That's the way it is!

More than fifty other knights understood that the weapons in their hands simply could not destroy each other's defenses. They simply caught the struggling Red Dragon Igounir by force of death. In front of them was the restraint of Keral Light, followed by the round-table knights, and Red Dragon Igounir was nailed to death in place.

“Ha!” no one else was idle between Altoria's forces, and the golden sword in her hand slapped Igounir's neck straight down.

This sword is truly powerful, directly and with a big mouth rolled out of Igounir's neck, the dragon's blood and dragon's scales flipped everywhere is a complete tragedy. Kerall guessed the sword cut the artery straight off, right?

After all, it is still an animal, and Igounir's golden pupil has completely turned into a vertical one, desperate.

But now this is as much a move as revealing one's own fractures to the enemy.

Just watched as Altoria looked overjoyed between Igounir's head and yelled as if he had been burning with a flaming red spot on a half scale two people tall on his chin.

Without hesitation, Altoria jumped like a grasshopper and stabbed the golden sword into the half of the scales beneath Igounir's neck...