Chapter 324

Summer Thunder -!!!!

In a pair of shocked pupils, the winged magic dragon suddenly appeared under the blue dome, the vast earth suddenly rolled up a strong wind, and the snow covered the sky flew in the air!

The knight and his adjutant were completely stunned, completely forgot their plans, and stared in surprise at the huge flying figure hovering in the sky, as if even the air trembled because of the vibration of the wings.

The next moment, the roaring milassis in the sky fell and opened the frightening mouth. The huge power was like the essence, and the wind and cloud changed suddenly!

The pupils of the knight surrounded by the soldiers trembled, but he soon recovered his peace. With a faint sigh, his mood was extremely complex:

"We... I, I may have made a very wrong decision."

"If you go to the rescue now, you should have time to remedy it." the adjutant quickly proposed and calmly analyzed the current situation: "even if you have a giant dragon, your highness Brandon can't eliminate all the ice werewolves - chasing the fleeing monster, for this reason, you should..."

"It's impossible."

The knight shook his head and sighed: "you still underestimate his highness Brandon. Do you really think he deliberately didn't let the Dragon protect the team?"

"What do you mean?"

"He's a de sallion."

A strange emotion flickered in the knight's pupils: "never underestimate any desalion. Their bodies are flowing with the blood of the dragon."

"So... Next time if I make such a low-level mistake again, remember to punch me in the face."

"This, this is too..."

"This is an order."

"Yes!" the adjutant lowered his head.

At the next moment, the knight and the heavy cavalry surrounded by him looked at the camp echoed with the sound of fighting in the distance.

And the golden red "fire rain" falling from the sky.

"Blessed by the Holy Cross, luckily I caught up in time!"

Brandon de sallion in the middle of the camp patted his chest. Although he was happy, his bright smile did not decrease at all, and even became more dazzling. He grinned and whispered like a lover:

"You're such a bad girl, my dear milaxis. You almost killed your best friend! Well... It's terrible!"

The fire that responded to him was as fierce as a storm!

The black haired wizard waving bright silver widened his eyes and stared at the huge figure of "fire rain" in the air - last time in eboden, he only saw the remains of the monster, but looked at it from a distance, and could not see the figure of the great beast with his own eyes.

So this is really the first time.

Asriel on his shoulder didn't know where he was when the Dragon appeared, otherwise he really wanted to talk to him about the dragon.

Yes, the real dragon.

Streamlined body, mirror like scales, red water caltrops... All these are fantastic, making people feel very unreal, and even have the texture of falling into a dream.

Of course, there is another incredible place - after opening the "valve", Loren finally has a direct dialogue with Asriel through the spiritual palace, rather than a way of communication in which a vampire (evil god) is reading his heart too much.

So he can barely understand the language of some monsters. Well, like the dragon in front of me.

This dragon

How is it female?

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With the sudden appearance of the Dragon mirassis, the "camp encounter" immediately showed a fundamental reversal.

The air was filled with a thick burning smell. The wolf people who rushed to the front of the ice field didn't even make a scream, so they were turned into "ice water" by Longyan falling from the sky and the surrounding snow.

The flying mirassis still didn't stop, but circled around the camp, roared, opened his mouth, and let the golden red pillar of fire sweep across the front of the charge of the ice wolves again and again!

Scream, wail... These words are no longer enough to describe the scene in front of us. It is a one-sided massacre. The impact flames are constantly splashing on the earth, mixed with bright red "ice and snow spray".

The mutant ice werewolves are covered with thick fur all over their body - which allows them to run leisurely in the ice field and snowstorm in the cold that human beings can't bear, and also resist the shooting of arrows.

But in the face of dragon inflammation, the fur that originally protected them has become the most deadly place: because they are too easy to be ignited, but too thick - so they are not directly turned into ashes by dragon inflammation like humans, but burned alive by their own fur!

Some of the howling ice wolves are still not afraid of death to jump on the shield wall in front of them, or fight their lives to escape; But in front of flying dragons, their fate will not be different.

"Long live the Empire!"

A regiment soldier of the guard roared, beating the shield with the broken halberd in his hand, and beside him lay a cold headless skeleton - the skeleton of the captain of the guard.

The Legion soldiers around tacitly pulled out their swords and pounded the shield like him. The sonorous and powerful sound echoed around the camp, like beating a war drum.

"Long live the Empire -!!!"

The neat cry stunned the black haired wizard, but soon he understood the actions of the Legion soldiers - everyone carried their shields behind them and stepped forward with flat halberds.

This is a signal of counter attack.

"Rush --!"

No one knows whose voice the first cry is, but the next moment, the whole shield wall is "split", like blooming black flowers, charging around.

Poof!

With the sound of halberd tearing, the Legion soldiers in the first row ran into the ice werewolf who was preparing to flee in a hurry. The cold halberd pierced the enemy's body from behind, and the drawn halberd blade immediately opened the enemy.

This is the reason why the soldiers of the imperial Legion have a long halberd in their hands - the spear may pierce the enemy, but in the face of too many monsters bigger than yourself, a mild stab is not enough. You have to hit it and tear it!

The killing continues, but the result is doomed.

With a slight sigh, Loren, who had just turned back, saw that the dragon in the air was folding its wings and landing steadily in the middle of the camp.

"Boom --!"

The trembling of the earth witnessed the weight of this wild beast.

Instead of swaggering like just now, the landing dragon extended its huge head to the smiling prince and rubbed him around - making an incomparable intimacy that was completely inconsistent with its ferocious figure.

Although it is a kind of "intimacy", the size gap makes the prince almost fall apart.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong. Mirasis is a good obedient child. She's not a bad girl who likes to get into trouble!"

"Oh... This is not the first time? It's impossible. I'm a very talkative and trustworthy man. My Royal Queen mirassis, you shouldn't always doubt your servant."

"What, I'm a big liar full of lies? My queen, if you are so careful, won't it be even younger... Pain, spare your life, I won't dare again!"

The prince, who was "messy in the wind", was trying his best to make up for his "mistakes", flattered and comforted the "awkward" dragon with a smile, and was flying around in his big mouth, which really made Loren feel a little frightened.

The identities of master and servant are often reversed - this is probably the common problem of pet breeders?

Looking at Brandon who climbed down from the Dragon back coat, Loren shook his head piteously.

"Milassis just now... Cough, cough, my dragon told me that I found a team of cavalry on the way, not far from our camp." his royal highness, who coughed gently and tried to save his "dignity", had a funny smile on his mouth:

"And it's as like as two peas are!"

Lauren narrowed his eyes slightly. He had guessed what Brandon wanted to say.

"Our luck is really good." Brandon snorted with a sneer:

"You don't have to wait for duanjie mountain to thank the garrison of duanjie mountain under the command of the imperial brother.

Thank them... For preparing such a 'Grand' welcome ceremony for us! "