Chapter 970

Under the lead gray sky, the explosion formed by countless "pillars of light" engulfed the Dragon Elliot and everyone's sight - the dazzling strong light enveloped the world, and even the warships in front of the gem river ferry and the port can clearly feel the aftermath of the explosion.

"So... What's the card that allows our cautious Duke Byrne to stick to the last minute and refuse to abandon the city and escape?"

Standing on the steaming deck, the little prince alone clung to the rudder plate, excited and ecstatic, let the windbreaker and long hair swing again in the strong wind, and the bloodshot eyes stared at the explosion that was enough to blind his eyes:

"The emperor's army? The secret weapon hidden in the wizard's Tower? Some magic hidden in time? No, no, no... of course not!"

"Because 200000 troops can't hide their tracks, they can't achieve a sudden effect;"

"If the hidden secret weapon was so powerful, he would have used it long ago;"

"As for magic? How can even the most powerful magic be comparable to the fierce bombardment of dozens of launchers; if so, why do you have to hide until now?"

"So I asked myself - in the face of the commander-in-chief of an imperial man, what is the most likely super trump card in his hand?"

"I really want to have only one! That is the dragon, the Dragon enough to conquer the world!"

"Unexpected, reasonable! Great, it's great - I swear, at the moment I saw the dragon, I felt my heart stop for a moment. I've never experienced such a thrilling fear of dying in my life!"

The raging wave of dancing was still intensifying, and the laughing little prince found it more and more difficult to stand still. His whole body leaned against the shaking deck at an angle of 60 degrees.

Bang -!

As the deck shook, the wine bottle in front slipped down with the overturned table; The little prince grabbed the wine bottle in the air with his back hand, bit off the cork at the mouth of the bottle, and poured the bright red wine slurry into his throat in the face of the strong wind.

"So I thank you, Baron Turin, Duke of Byrne - thank you for giving me such a challenging battle, for giving me such a novel and exciting experience, and thank you for the wine made by Byrne people... In a word, this level of gratitude is beyond words."

"So, let me, rodriya Azor, the son of the eagle king, sum up the mood at this moment in one sentence, that is..."

"I love playing games! Ha ha ha...!"

He couldn't stop laughing. The little prince in the wind weighed the wine bottle in his hand, and then threw it to a transmitter ten steps away with all his strength; With the blessing of wind speed, he hit the switch directly above.

Bang!

With a clear sound, the golden red light column soared into the air and jumped straight to the center of the explosion according to the set track; Almost at the same time, from the direction of gem river ferry and eboden port, dozens of light columns also took off and attacked in the same direction.

Dazzling colors, like huge spider webs, envelop eboden.

"By the way, thank you for giving me such a special honor - I must be the first elf in the whole Azor kingdom to face the dragon!"

"Dragon Slayer, I'll take it!"

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"Elliot --!"

Looking at the blue dragon swallowed by the fire not far away, Brandon lost his voice and exclaimed; Milassis and grum, the red dragon in the sky, were also roaring angrily;

The continuous dragon roar echoed over eboden like thunder.

The light dissipated, and Elliot screamed in pain in the sea of fire. The exquisite crystal like dark blue scales have completely turned into scorched black. There are still residual flames on the trunk and tail, burning vigorously.

The elf launcher does not shoot ordinary fire tanks or stone cannons, but also adds a considerable degree of void force - even the giant dragon can not completely resist the power of dozens of explosions, which is comparable to the power of the full version of Turin fire explosion!

Almost at the same time as the fire dissipated, dozens of light columns rose again from the direction of the gem River and the port and hit the struggling Elliot in the sea of fire.

Under the sky dyed golden red by fire, even the retreating garrison soldiers in the fortress can clearly feel the terrorist force coming with the flame.

"Boom --!!"

With a dragon roar, the unbearable red dragon grum opened his mouth. The spitting dragon inflammation detonated more than half of the "light column" in the air in advance, and scattered "fire rain" fell in the air.

At the next moment, the red dragon opened its wings and soared under the fiery eboden sky, shuttling among the rising pillars of light, and rushed straight to the elf fleet in the direction of the port.

"Glum, you bastard, get back here and --!"

Looking at another giant dragon who left him and acted without authorization, the swearing Prince has instinctively climbed up the back of the giant dragon mirassis and is ready to catch up: "really, these big boys are more disobedient than each other, far worse than me in those years! I in those years..."

Before he "took off", one hand pressed him directly.

"Lauren, what are you doing?!"

"Go to the lower reaches of the Baoshi river ferry to protect the retreating eboden army and civilians, and don't let the elves catch up!" the black haired wizard was too lazy to explain, stared at him and roared out with an order:

"You promised them to send them home safely! You promised them!"

Looking at his somewhat hysterical expression, Brandon was stunned.

It was five seconds before his highness finally calmed down.

"You... Don't tell me you're going to stay, kill that guy named 'Ogan' and retreat... Tell me you don't think so, Loren."

"Someone must kill him..." the black haired wizard pulled his mouth bitterly: "otherwise, the enemy only needs him to contain all our remaining combat power - I'm afraid you won't want to save anyone at that time."

"Let glum destroy the elves' fleet as much as possible. You take mirasis to cover the retreat of eboden's army and people... The little prince and Ogan, leave it to me and Elliot."

Brandon, who was speechless, did not speak again, but nodded unexpectedly and seriously.

"Protect our crown prince, the future of the Empire depends on him." pretending to smile easily, Loren patted the jaw of the Dragon mirassis and stared at the amber pupil:

"Let him live well is very important to all of us... And the dragon!"

[don't worry, I'll protect him.] mirasis's voice sounded in Lauren's ear:

You have to be careful yourself - let Elliot be nice when you get along with him. He's arrogant, but he's not bad

The dark haired wizard shrugged and said nothing.

As a gust of wind swept through, the rising dragon milaxis quickly disappeared in the air and became a black spot that can only be seen faintly.

Loren turned his head and refocused his eyes on the only silver in the sea of fire.

Good... It's time to deal with something you haven't finished.

"Hoo --!"

The twitching "Ogan" raised the Azor long knife in his hand again. A large area of ice and snow danced with the blade to extinguish the surrounding flames. At the same time, it also frozen one of the front claws of the dark blue dragon again.

The angry and roaring Elliot struggled desperately, and the surrounding ruins continued to collapse and collapse, and the earth and rock fell.

"Alas? This big fool is still alive!"

In the roar, an elf girl covered with bandages hiding in the ruins stared in surprise: "really - even people were almost burned by his Highness the prince. This guy looks like nothing at all!"

He puffed up his cheeks angrily. The fairy girl named Shira, the second seat of the imperial court, hid in the ruins again and hid himself more tightly.

Just in the explosion, "Ogan" used her ability and body to block almost all the explosions for her, so that the elf girl hiding in the corner was barely affected by the afterfire and air wave of the explosion.

Of course, the price is that a "chief warrior of the court" has changed from a relatively complete corpse to a complete "living dead man" - a large number of facial muscles are scalded and festered, and the muscles on his body are directly burned into coke, revealing the dense white bones and rotten dirty organs below.

However, the chief inspector's ability is very useful. With his puppet, maybe people can really defeat a dragon!

Ah... After winning this battle, what reward do you want from his highness rodria? They are already the second seat of the imperial court. If they go up, they are the annoying Zade brothers and sisters. As long as those two guys are still alive, they must have no hope.

In that case, do you want to go to the governor's court? Kill the second seat of the court, and then someone else will take over, and climb up to the position of chief step by step? No, no, no... This position is still too dangerous. It will be sent out to perform extremely difficult tasks!

Sure enough, it's still the second seat of the imperial court. This position is more suitable for others. It's safe and has a position... The annoying middleman is smart enough.

In that case, just ask your highness to keep Ogan's body as his strongest puppet... Well, the chief puppet of the governor's court sounds very powerful!

But is it too dangerous? If someone finds it hard to explain, his highness will certainly not help the lovely Shira cover up

When the fairy girl was in distress, an indescribable cold suddenly came from the back of her neck; Shira's instinctive reaction was in the moment of dodging, and the huge sound had burst in her ears.

"Boom --!"

The "dawn" sword cleaved head-on smashed the elf girl's hiding place into pieces.

The flustered Shira raised her head, and Shui Lingling's big eyes were full of fear - the devil with a big sword in one hand was coming to her with a sneer.

"When Isaac told me that the elf little sister escaped, I had a bad hunch. I didn't expect to be guessed by me..."

Word by word, Loren bit very clearly, and a face full of innocent was reflected in his dark pupil: "the second royal court, sisella, the culprit who killed the old Duke of lottel... It's you, isn't it?"

"They didn't mean it!"

The fairy girl covered with bandages shook her head desperately: "it's all orders given by his highness rodria. People obviously don't want it - but there's no way. Who makes people four court warriors!"

"So..." Lauren was slightly stunned and looked at her thoughtfully: "is it a last resort?"

With her head bowed, the petite fairy girl didn't reply, but just cried.

"Well, in that case, it's not incomprehensible. After all, I'm not so unreasonable; just... Let you pay for your life."

Dang -!!!!

The moment the voice fell, the "dawn" sword had fallen head-on; The fairy girl who was just crying had turned over and jumped up, and the exquisite Azor knife stabbed Loren's lower jaw with a backhand.

Yibing -!

At the last moment, the bright silver sword stopped the tip of the knife; In an instant, the cold Shira snorted and slid back to dodge; The next second, Eugen, wielding a ragged long knife, came at Loren from behind, wrapped in ice and snow.

Bang!

Loren swept back with his sword in his backhand. The stiff "Ou gen" couldn't escape this sudden attack. He was directly knocked out and collapsed in the ruins like a pool of meat mud.

But even so, the broken body still twitched and stood up again. Obviously, it was almost out of shape, but its action was the same as that just now.

"Oh, oh, you can't treat girls' dolls so rudely."

The voice of the fairy girl sounded: "Shira's' puppet play 'is to turn all the bodies she touches into her own Dolls - after opening her state of mind, she can still have the same ability as that before her life... In short, it is a better doll."

"It is impossible to destroy other people's dolls just by violence; even if you can tear our Lord Ogan to pieces again, he can stand up again."

"After all... Dexterous girls will repair their beloved dolls by themselves."

"Is that so?" the black haired wizard looked at her coldly:

"Like me, I prefer to buy a new one."

"Worthy of being the Duke, I'm used to saying such words." the elf girl smiled mischievously and shrugged her shoulders, "but you haven't told others how to defeat Lord Ogan who became a doll?"

"Look, he's here again."

Loren was startled, and without thinking about it, he turned and took a sword - the moment before the ice skate split the back of his head, which could be blocked.

Mingming has just stood up, but in front of him, Ogan seems to be a bit stronger than he just did.

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, Duke - other people's dolls don't just have their strength, but all their strength, so..." the voice of the elf girl sounded again:

"Be careful, don't let Lord Ogan have a chance to open the 'state of mind'!"