Extraordinary Sailing

In the early hours of the morning, the shadowy sun in Mitte had not yet risen.

The [Styx River], which runs across the entire "Forgotten Desert" and whose water is as clear as air, is covered with a thin layer of mist.

suddenly.

clatter clatter

Accompanied by the sound of orderly oars, three black wooden boats with boat lights hanging on the bows penetrated the misty mist, and under the guidance of the strange lavender lights, they slowly approached the right bank of the [Styx River].

Each black boat carried twelve tall dragon warriors who were fully armed. Not only were they fully armored, but the weapons in their hands also faintly shone with a strong extraordinary aura.

They are fundamentally different from the group of ordinary dragonmen living in the big oasis, including the two leaders of Tier 3.

Obviously.

When facing Aiwen, Andreas, the dragon man of the sea emperor, still played a trick after all. Although he didn't lie, he didn't tell all the key information clearly.

In fact, morning mist rises above [Styx River] every morning, and the daytime of the next day does not even arrive. This hunting troop has already relied on its own blood authority to kill here.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Under the leadership of their respective commanders, one after another tall figures flew to the shore.

Although the formation looked messy and disorderly, the impressive aura on their bodies was like a burning steel furnace. Coupled with the strong smell of blood that cannot be ignored at all, this is obviously an elite soldier who has just been withdrawn from the battlefield.

However, although ordinary dragonmen are strong, compared with the nine third-order dragonmen standing at the forefront, they are only the role of auxiliary soldiers.

Moreover, each of the three leaders has reached the third-order senior level, and they are only one step away from the racial limit of the dragon people. Their powerful strength allows them to maintain the extremely powerful but powerful dragon form.

They are:

The cosmic dragon (colorless dragon) dragon man Chroneps has no horns on his head, fully transparent scales and even his body is translucent. There are two cold scimitars hanging on his waist, and his temperament is indifferent, like the water of the eternal [Styx River].

The night dragon man Falazur, although he is tall, is skinny and bones like an aging black dragon.

While breathing, his mouth was exhaling evil breath, and his whole body was shrouded in a strong aura of death. He was holding a strange weapon that looked like a scepter or a sickle. It was hard to tell whether it was a warlock or a warrior.

Dragon Warrior Carrix, covered in steel-like scales, looks like a heavy tank, representing the pure power and destructive power of dragons, holding a heavy flail.

Three meteor hammers the size of a human head are attached to the hexagonal steel pillar, which is as thick as a human thigh. Every detail tells what is cruelty!

Even if he simply stood there, there was a bloodthirsty atmosphere of chaos and madness, and even the dragon warriors who came with him on the same boat would subconsciously stay away.

"Hehehe, as a powerful dragonman, he would be robbed of the sacrifices of the gods by mere mortals. These managers stationed in the territory of the god of death are really depraved!"

Looking up at the big oasis not far from [Styx River], although the night dragon man Falazur is smiling, there is a cold light in those dark eyes.

For most normal beings, "Hades" is like a forbidden place after all. Except for the dragon people who belong to the "Dark Dragon", there are almost no powerful human living beings here, even if you are the gods of death who are stationed in their respective places. The managers in the territory should also give them three points of courtesy.

Mortals, dead or alive, are but the humblest members of Hades.

Based on this, most dragon people disdain weak humans, and hate the human blood in their bodies. As long as their ability allows, they will always maintain the dragon human form.

The only ones who can be regarded as their opponents are the endlessly horrifying monsters in the boundless Netherland.

A group of people followed the oracle and came here directly from the underworld, but they came here with a bit of a wild attitude when they came to Xinshou Village and didn't pay attention to everyone.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go back as soon as we catch someone. Fighting is the life of a dragon. If it weren't for the order of the Lord God, I don't want to leave the battlefield in the underworld for a second!"

Like a heavily loaded tank, the Dragon Warrior Carrix flicked the gleaming steel flail in his hand, and the bitter wind ruthlessly knocked off a layer of gravel on the shore.

No one thought that this task would be any difficulty for them.

And although his performance was the most low-key, Chroneps, who was faintly the leader of the hunting force, didn't speak, but raised his head suddenly.

prickly——

The scimitar at his waist was unsheathed like lightning, and the white light flashed.

A spiritual seagull was cut down from a height of at least 100 meters, and fell to the ground without a sound.

"Oh, interesting."

At this moment, all the third-tier dragonmen in the team raised their heads at the same time, looking into the depths of the "Forgotten Desert".

"That's... the breath of the sacrificial mark, it's very close, aren't you going to hide? Or are you deliberately provoking?

But no matter what your plans are, it doesn't matter at all, I want you to know that in the face of absolute power, all conspiracies are useless! "

bang——

Karix, the most irritable Dragon Warrior, opened his steel dragon wings and blasted away with a piercing sonic boom.

Behind him, nine third-tier dragonmen with the ability to fly left behind a group of second-tier ordinary dragonmen, and jumped into the air to follow.

Even Chroneps, the most sensible of them, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Karix's words, let alone stop him.

After the day of sacrifice yesterday, the "Dragon of Darkness" who enjoyed the sacrifice will sleep for three days. When he wakes up, he and his party must offer him the sacrifice that slipped through the net.

Rumble.

The extraordinary spiritual light was swaying wantonly, and the nine third-order dragonmen passed across the sky like nine brilliant suns.

Feeling the domineering aura of them, thousands of ghosts and ghosts in Mitt are domineering, even the big shamans under the command of the titular master "Death" Wu Hao, no one has the guts to jump out and say a nonsense.

Following that intermittent breath, it flew for half an hour.

In the depths of "Forgotten Desert", Aiwen held the promotion ceremony last night.

call out! call out! call out! call out!

Nine beams of light fell to the ground one after another, and even Chroneps, the leader of the space dragon dragon, felt a little puzzled when he saw the scene in front of him.

Because in front of them.

A shadow dragon with a body length of more than fifteen meters and a black body without the slightest reflection is lazily lying on a large ritual rail.

As Aiwen's familiar, Kaka has continued to benefit from the "essence fruit" during this period of time, and last night he has leaped across the threshold of the third level with the help of the east wind when the upper wizard advanced.

At this time, there was another giant dragon standing on the ground next to it!

His whole body was covered with dark blue shining scales, and his eight pointed horns stretched back into the shape of a bone crown, and violent winds swirled on his scales at any time. Judging from its size, it was a pure-blooded storm dragon in its youth!

There may be the most professional dragon researchers in the entire material world in the "underworld", and it is absolutely impossible for them to admit mistakes.

And the target of his group sat quietly on the head of the storm dragon, slowly retracting his slender arms from a [black cavity].

The intermittent breath that led his party here obviously came from this.

The eyes of the powerful Tier 3 dragons couldn't help flickering:

'Could it be that the great 'Dragon of Darkness' sent someone else, but there is no real dragon in Hades at all!

And how could that lowly human girl ride on the head of a noble dragon? '

In the blood-supreme organizational structure under Dragon King Nidhogg, all dragon people look down on humans, but yearn for real dragons. .

The juvenile storm dragon seemed a little uncomfortable, flicked its steel-like tail, and looked over with a pair of noble golden blue eyes:

"Ah, it's really slow, we've been waiting for you guys all night."

After completing the promotion of the upper wizard and obtaining the [Talent Spell-Bloodline Plug-in] last night, Ivan has quickly made a plan to fight.

Immediately purified the dragon veins obtained from the two third-tier dragonman leaders in the Great Oasis, separated the thin source blood veins with the help of the [Flesh Altar], cultivated them at the fastest speed, and produced a suitable [Blood Vein] plug-ins].

Then, together with An Qi, they remodeled the energy-excess promotion ceremony, turning it into an excellent position in this desert.

Before they landed, they had made the best preparations, and even prepared several sets of plans.

As for the dragon form, it is one of the many innate spells [Change Yourself] in the [Bloodline Plug-in] of Leoni the Storm Dragon.

Effect: The innate instinct of all types of dragons is as simple as eating and drinking, and can be freely switched between the main body and another selected form.

Although it is only a juvenile dragon after the change, it still can't reach the extraordinary fourth-order strength of a youth dragon, but with the joint blessing of the upper wizard [real name] and the modified "tree of life" ritual, it is already very close to it.

At this time, the opponents had already arrived, and Ivan, who had the home court advantage, shot directly.

When you really have an absolute advantage in strength, you don't need any conspiracy and tricks, you just need to crush the past with dignity!

Roar! Roar!

Following two consecutive violent dragon roars, the heavy pressure from the Shadow Dragon and the Storm Dragon had already ruthlessly pressed down on the group of third-order dragonmen.

【Longwei】

creak creak

It was obviously an attack on the spiritual level, but they seemed to be crushed by the collapsed sky on their bodies and hearts, and even the joints of their bodies were screaming unbearably.

Longwei, which comes from a pure-blooded giant dragon, is simply a model for a mixed-blooded creature like a dragonman. Regardless of whether there are ten or a hundred enemies coming, an independent will check is required.

Misfortunes never come singly.

There was a key-like white gold brilliant light between Ai Wen's eyebrows, and at the same time, the "Tree of Life" ceremony was shining brightly!

The desert with a range of more than one kilometer under everyone's feet began to turmoil like boiling water waves.

Rumble——

Numerous sandstone palms similar in shape to Aiwen's own palms protruded from the desert, as if they had their own consciousness, they connected into a wave of sand that turned into surging waves, and each wave was a giant hand.

He rushed towards the group of stiff third-order dragonmen.

[Real Name Liberation Hundred-Armed Giant]

It is not unreasonable for a high-ranking wizard to sit on an equal footing with a titled knight. In a large-scale national war that concerns the fate and future of a country, a third-rank high-ranking wizard's lethality against low-level extraordinary people is beyond the reach of even a titled knight.

Give the high-level wizard enough preparation time, as long as the enemy does not exceed his own level, as long as the quantitative change does not cause a qualitative change, there is not much difference between one two and ten eight true hearts in a large-scale witchcraft attack.

What a large-scale attack can't kill people, just like being able to block bullets with a table, it's all deceptive.

Seeing the sand sea formed by countless giant hands, it was about to roar and close in all directions.

Chronips, the Zoukong Dragonman, gritted his teeth hard, and struggled to break free from the suppression of [Dragon Might]. The magical aura flashed on his body, and at the same time, he wrapped the Warrior Dragonman Karix and the Night Dragonman Falazur.

call out--

A flicker has appeared beyond the range of a kilometer of boiling sand sea.

【Spell-Like King's Cart Relocation】

next moment.

Boom——! ! !

The remaining six third-orders have instantly disappeared into the pure white sand sea.

Even though the eyes of the three of them were tearing apart, their legs could not help but tremble slightly at this moment. Affected by the residual power of [Longwei], even the weapons in their hands were a little unsteady.

And the huge storm dragon has flapped its dragon wings and swooped towards it. A ten-meter giant sword composed of frost-white sword energy in the dragon's claws has been raised high, and the infinite frost-white light blooms like the sun.

Witchcraft is the skin, and swordsmanship is the bone.

The fierce sword energy seemed to stab the whole world full of holes.

After the upper wizard has completed the soul sublimation, Aiwen's brain is not far from a real supercomputer, and its flexibility is far beyond it.

Even if every strand of sword energy has been activated by him into [Elemental Spirit], it can control Ruyi.

[Activation of Spiritual Light·Sword Qi Torrent]

Ai Wen's high-spirited and carefree laughter resounded through Tianyu:

"Ha, starting today, no one is allowed to speak loudly to me again!"

bang——

It was as if the flood broke through the dam, and the torrent of sword energy poured down.