Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"A true knight will never surrender to monsters like you!"

Knight Mitra continued to shout, but he didn't know that his behavior had attracted several greedy looks.

"well said!"

A burst of applause suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and Mitra turned her head in surprise.

I saw a strong half-dragon man who was more than two meters tall, his eyes were red, his muscles bulged, and he suddenly jumped more than ten meters high while holding a giant axe.

"Then let's fight!"

The born warrior roared angrily.

After experiencing the lesson of being killed last time, he spent a lot of money to enchant his axe, and also activated the Berserker's [Savage Strike] ability, which was bound to defeat the enemy.

This blow has poured out all the strength of the whole body, the ax ripped the air, and even the ax blade was covered with a dark red halo.

This is the "three-blade ax" of the barbarians.

To be more precise, it's an axe.

"Damn, let Brother Zhan Kuang take the lead again."

"It's over. This little boss is being targeted by a natural war madman. I'm afraid I won't be able to grab him."

"As expected of a former professional player, he started really quickly."

There were several frustrated voices among the players. They all felt disappointed for not being able to grab the boss, and they almost acquiesced that the knight would be killed.

"How dare you underestimate a knight like this!"

Mitra gritted his teeth, his expression angry and tense, and he slashed the sword with all his strength.

This is his most convenient move, which he has developed through hard training day after day and year after year since he was a child.

He used this method to cut off the heads of bandits several times, and then the name Mitra, the "Sharp Sword", was spread in the Viscounty of Ferenc.

"Come on, let me see the power of the Evil Dragon Familiar!"

"This is the duel of fate!"

In an instant, all kinds of complicated thoughts appeared in Mitra's mind, and his expression became more determined.

"Suffer death, ah, ah, ah, ah -"

And the natural war madman also slashed down from the sky with unstoppable momentum.

"Shua——"

The sound of the ax blade cutting metal and flesh.

Under the huge force of falling from the sky, Knight Mitra was split in half starting from his head, including his armor.

Before he even realized that he was about to die, the ax split his head open, and his separated eyes still retained a determined look.

But the power of the blood-stained giant ax did not stop, and it directly cut deeply into the hard stone bricks several feet deep.

[You kill [Ordinary Noble Knight (Challenge Level: 2)] and get 100xp]

The naturally war-mad man struggled to pull out the ax that had been cut into the ground, with a look of astonishment on his face.

And the players also screamed.

"As expected of Brother Zhan Kuang!"

"Seconds?"

"It looks great, but this is the result?"

"Damn it, I thought the armor must be at least a magic piece of equipment to dress so fancy, but it turns out it's as thin as paper. It's just a fake."

"That's it?"

The naturally war-mad man picked up a piece of iron sheet on the ground and pressed it into a small crater with a little force. He scratched his head and couldn't help but curse.

"It's really uncomfortable to use your ultimate move on small soldiers."

"You must earn it back for me!"

The naturally war-mad man's eyes were red, and he turned to look at the soldiers.

The soldiers suddenly felt as if they were being targeted by some kind of predator, and they were trembling all over.

A roar echoed through the tower.

"Suffer death!"

"Help! Uh-huh-"

"Quick, retreat quickly! Don't get close to him"

The natural war madman also rushed into the crowd and started the grass-cutting unparalleled mode.

Xia Ye Qiu Yu flew lightly to the city wall. She was not wearing armor, but was wearing the latest red dress purchased from the "Huanyan Boutique" in Beifeng Castle.

The soldiers seemed to have noticed this "soft persimmon". They avoided those dragon-veined monsters that were not easy to provoke, and moved toward Xia Ye Qiu Yu to surround him.

"Ah, it's finally here."

Xia Ye Qiuyu stared at the soldiers not far away, his expression seemed a little excited, and there was fire in his golden pupils.

She gently stretched out her delicate hand, and a dazzling fireball flew from her outstretched finger to the soldiers, and then exploded into a burst of explosive flames accompanied by a rumbling roar.

"boom!"

"Ah, it's the spell caster!"

"Get out of the way!"

Before he finished speaking, all the soldiers fell down, leaving only charred, still burning remains.

However, this was not over yet. Dragon Vein Warlock players appeared behind Xia Ye Qiuyu and also released fireballs, bombarding the soldiers wildly.

"Hey! Once the fireball comes out, you will all be reduced to scum!"

"The invincible mouth of the fireball universe!"

These Dragon Vein Warlock players shouted excitedly that they were the [Five Fireball God Cult] that had recently emerged.

A player named "Dugu Fashen" proposed on the forum that a team of five people, all mages, would shoot fireballs together and hit anything in seconds.

Thus, magical sects emerged.

"Kill--"

"The castle is ours!"

"For the Burning Ember Kingdom!"

In this way, with the players' rapid offensive, in just ten minutes, the seemingly indestructible castle became riddled with holes and almost became half a ruin.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city were almost driven to death. Even if there were survivors, they had already lost their will to fight and even became crazy.

"Owlbear, owlbear is flying in the sky!"

one officer shouted in despair.

Then, he jumped down from the top of the city tower. Unfortunately, he didn't have the physique of the players, and he was directly thrown into a puddle of flesh and blood.

"Shua——"

The wyvern once again passed over the castle, and this time someone jumped down from it - it was a steamed bun.

He rolled a few times on the ground, passed over the heavy defenses, and landed in the center of the castle.

These nobles who were still in the feudal era had never thought about how to prevent the infiltration of airborne troops. This castle was an open door for Mantou.

"Open the door! Check the water meter!"

Steamed Bun shouted loudly and kicked the door open.

What caught his eye was Viscount Horace, who was huddled in the corner, trembling all over.

"No, don't kill me!"

"Please, sir, the Lott family will give you a lot of things."

Viscount Horace knelt on the ground without dignity and begged in a low voice.

"Just kill."

"What is the Lott family?"

Steamed Bun strode forward and pierced the Viscount's chest with his sword.

The translucent protective shield emerged from Viscount Horace's body, but was directly pierced by the long sword and pierced into his body.

"I won't make the mistake of being a prodigal."

"Tsk, the video of him failing to show off was leaked by Er Wu Zai's men."

"This is law-breaking oil. You only need five gold coins to buy a small jar. It's very expensive."

Steamed Bun pulled out the blood-stained sword, looked at the message on the panel that the contribution value had increased, and said proudly.

And this siege battle has reached its final stage, and the bodies of soldiers are everywhere.

Players wandered around the castle, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, plundering everything here, and almost lifting every brick to see if there was any treasure hidden inside. (End of chapter)