In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

The dragon had already made a name for itself before it appeared.

Its broad wings only vibrated once, and it flew thousands of meters into the air.

"Texans have dragons?"

"How is that possible!"

"Oh my god, it's bigger than that red and black tyrant!"

The newly appeared dragon was two hundred meters long, which was not much less than the London, the flagship of the floating fleet, which was two hundred and fifty meters long and equivalent to three Titanics.

The length was over one hundred meters, but the difference in size was not just one time. If the two were put together, the British people would be shocked to find that compared with the newly appeared dragon, the tyrant beast was just a child.

"It's fake, absolutely fake, an illusion, yes, that's right, it's an illusion cast by the Texans!"

Marshal Julian, who received the message from the front line, said angrily: "If they really have another dragon, why didn't they take it out earlier!"

However, no matter how unwilling to believe it, the dragon with vibrating wings hanging down from the sky, with a huge body of 200 meters, is more majestic and terrifying than the two dragons that appeared before. It is in the sky.

Even if he stood at the foot of the mountain, Marshal Julian could see it clearly with his naked eyes.

"Bring me Admiral George, let him pick another paladin to use the dragon-slaying holy weapon!"

The officers and generals of the Debon Advisory Group picked up telescopes and looked at it, shocked.

Lieutenant Colonel Manstein could not help but whisper: "If we have such a dragon, even if the enemy sends a hundred airships, they will only be shot down."

Conrad smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty is indeed far-sighted. With this strength, at least in this wild land of the New World, the strength of the Texans can be firmly ranked in the top three."

In Conrad's mind, if Texas had not had a small population, it would have been a second-strong country comparable to the Knights. In the New World, no one could rival it except Britain and France.

The officers of the advisory group finally came to the conclusion: "Guys, we should prepare to mediate this war. Before that, let's watch this good show performed by the Texans for us."

Although they are allies, the conflict of interests between the British Empire and Germany is not small at all. In recent years, the conflict between the two sides in overseas colonies has intensified. The British think that the Germans, as a latecomer, have too big an appetite.

The Germans felt that the British took too much and took too much, leaving them only some scraps.

If France had not annexed Spain and signed the Franco-Russian Treaty with the former land overlord, Tsarist Russia, the two sides would have broken up long ago.

The officers and generals of Germany and Teutonic were happy to see the British suffer a setback.

Wolf Castle at this time.

Patriarch Giuliano was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and confirmed again and again that he was not mistaken, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Romulus, no, Babel, Mr. Losa actually did it!"

He laughed and laughed, his eyes turned red, the result of this battle was doomed when this new dragon took off.

The beautiful picture that Losa painted for him will become the future.

The centurion who had led the way for Lothar before finally recovered at this time: "Patriarch, is that dragon Mr. Lothar? He really fought in the body of a dragon!"

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Giuliano slapped the centurion on the head, his face flushed, and he didn't know whether he was excited or angry: "You also called it a dragon? That's a dragon! The guardian dragon of Texans!"

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

After he finished speaking, he laughed again.

The surface of the newly appeared dragon was completely made of black rocks, and real lava flowed between the cracks of the rocks-not like the lines manifested by the spirit of fire before.

The wildly growing white crystal clusters, like a helmet made of white bones, fit tightly against the head of the dragon.

Compared with the past, the dragon's body is now more bloated, and it contains too much power, which makes Lothar's flying speed much slower than before.

The major general of the Quebec Division roared: "Don't stand there, hide inside the city wall and wait for support from the rear. Remember, if we can kill two Texas dragons, we can kill the third one!"

"Leave the city wall immediately, you idiots, standing here, are you going to be a target for the enemy's dragon?"

The British officers urged the soldiers to hide in the bunkers that originally belonged to the Texas, but there were already many Texas wolf warriors hiding there who were ready to attack them. The two sides fought hand-to-hand, and there were countless casualties.

On the city wall, the two noble spellcasters who were originally besieging Prajna and Lavinia did not care about persuading them to surrender. They quickly turned their guns and aimed at the dragon together with the spellcasters who were suppressing the blood tyrant.

Countless colorful spell lights tried to engulf it. They bombarded the surface of the dragon and immediately stirred up countless debris and dust.

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"Beautiful!"

"Although this dragon is bigger in size, its defense is far inferior to the previous one!"

"It is also slower, and it can't dodge our attacks at all!"

The British spellcasters were relieved. According to their understanding, a dragon of this size has already exceeded the scope of ordinary ancient dragons. It belongs to the level of extremely old dragons. It only exists in legends, and no one has even found its remains.

A dragon of this level, even if legendary spellcasters come, is estimated to be swallowed by it one by one.

However, the strength of this dragon is not as terrible as its size shows.

"Perhaps, it is just a constructed monster created by the Texans using magic!"

In the optimistic thoughts of the British spellcasters, the bruised dragon raised its huge head.

Immediately afterwards, all the white crystal clusters lit up at the same time, and the dragon opened its huge mouth with teeth of rock color. A terrible dragon flame swept towards the two spellcasters on the city wall like a mountain-splitting axe in the hands of a giant.

The two spellcasters were so frightened that they no longer cared about the noble mage's elegant manners. They shouted at the top of their voices: "Quick, get in front!"

The faces of the paladins showed a trace of fear, and then they shouted holy prayers and stood in front of the two spellcasters as if they were ready to die. The golden holy light formed a shield wall that looked more indestructible than before.

Boom--

The dragon flame first hit the space seal set up by the two spellcasters, but it didn't even cause a ripple. The seal that Fulin had difficulty destroying in a short time with all her strength disappeared.

Immediately, the dragon flame melted through the shield wall formed by the paladins like a rotten wood.

All the power was compressed in a radius, and when everything dissipated, there was no trace of their existence on the city wall.

The white crystal on the body of the wounded dragon dimmed for a moment, and then all the spiritual light between heaven and earth rushed towards it. In just a moment, the white crystal became bright again, and the so-called wounds were filled with rocks again.

The British spellcasters who witnessed this scene felt that their fighting spirit was gone, and they felt like they were thrown into an ice cave in the Arctic.