Titan and Dragon King

"Oh!"

Muria's body was gently on one side, and the sword piercing his chest was avoided by him, slipping past the scales on the side of his abdomen, grinding out a little golden red Mars. Then Muria reached out his forepaws and poked lightly.

Huh!

The burly dragon hunter faced a young dragon that was completely incomparable to his body, showed no resistance, and flew upside down, bursting out a sound explosion ring, and smashing into a sharp piece. On the rocks.

The fine stones were scattered, the young dragon hunter was half-slumped on the boulder, the trunk was full of hot and tingling sensation, and the mouth and nose were full of strong irony smell.

"Victor, it's okay!" Concerns followed in succession from the closed helmet.

"Oh, it's okay, I can't die, but I feel like I can't fight with you." The young dragon hunter felt that he couldn't stand up anymore. It's evil. "

But just after he finished speaking, a familiar figure slammed into his side and plowed a mark of seven or eight meters on the ground.

"Don't I say it caught your attention? Why were you hit so quickly?"

"Do you think I'm willing?" The young man with a paw on his chest drew back with a wry smile if he didn't have the exoskeleton power armor on his body.

"This dragon is also too evil. It just looked like we were about to be killed. As a result, our wings were choked and we became so strong."

"I feel like I've changed a dragon!"

"Schizophrenia?"

"Nonsense, how could dragons have mental illness in humans."

"Who is right?"

The two young dragon hunters who had lost their combat power just after taking a blow and chatted easily, at this time their mentality was extremely relaxed.

Because in their hearts, they felt that this time was nothing more than a mission failure. It was harmless, and the only thing left was to let the dragon escape.

But as time went on and the battle continued, the two dragon hunters who were already unable to fight immediately panicked, because they saw their companions constantly being knocked down by this evil young dragon.

"Why are they all so cooked? They were brought down in one hit?"

"No, all of them were so courageous during training. Why did they wither as soon as the actual combat? They couldn't hold even a single blow, and they all fell down."

"The two of you shut up and said we can't do it, aren't you different? They are not **** on weekdays. Once they fight, the first one will be brought down."

While these dragon hunters were arguing with each other, Muria had brought down the last guy who dared to rush up to me and this shot directly penetrated his exoskeleton armor, leaving the glare red in chaos Flowing on the stone.

The death of the first companion silenced all the dragon hunters. At this time, all the dragon hunters suddenly remembered that they were participating in a battle that could be lost at any time, not the usual college training.

Because of the detailed information before, as well as the battle plan deduced by Zhinao many times, they always kept absolute repression against the young dragon at the beginning of the battle and did not feel the slightest crisis.

But now the death of their companions awakens them. This is not a simulation training that can be repeated. It is a battle of life and death between different races.

"So it is."

Muria stretched out his claws and peeled off the small tin can in front of him, and when he saw the young and immature face in the armor, he was stunned, "It's a group of schoolboys. Immature. "

"This dragon is going to eat Owen's body, **** it, let's say our mission failed, can't we keep it with the body of our companion?"

"Don't hesitate, give up the task, and hurried to ask the mentor for help, we failed."

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

...

"That being the case, then I will give up the task. Don't blame me then."

Crunch!

The cracked metal sounded. Muria stripped the dragon hunter's armor in front of him, and threw these extremely strong alloy equipment into his mouth, then chewed.

This kind of behavior saw the eyes of the dragon hunters who were beaten with only half a life straight,

"Avon alloy steel can be used directly? Did the textbook never tell us how good the mouth of the cologne?"

"The textbook did not tell us that the cologne species will enter the second state after entering the dying state."

"I feel that what the college has learned is fake."

... Muria was thinking about these humans while chewing the dragon hunter's exoskeleton armor with dragon teeth strengthened with the power of her deity.

"Teacher, task, college, a little fun."

Although just awakened, Muria inferred many things from the current situation.

First of all, the part of the large world that he is descending on now includes dragon creatures, and humanoid intelligent races possessing high-end superb technology. The two are still hostile, and the dragons seem to be hunted. Wonderful condition.

As for how to find out that the dragons are in a bad situation, it is very simple. The weapons and equipment used by these dragon hunters are aimed at the dragon, which is a perfect large predator.

The existence of the college proves that human beings are cultivating dragon warriors in batches. If dragons have the upper hand in the battle between humans and dragons, how could such institutions exist among human beings.

"Well, such a good innate starting condition is so miserable. Is the humanity in this world too strong, or is the dragon too wasteful?"

For all the communication between the dragon-slayers who had been maimed by him, Muria heard clearly, but there was no limit to the power of his deity.

"It's a very special kind of cologne that actually knocked all my students down."

Just as Muria was thinking, a human in a white running stepped from the air and looked down at him, "Young Dragon, I know you can understand what I'm talking about. I can give you a chance to live, and you have a pretty good research value. "

"Dragonborn?"

Muria raised his head, and looked strangely at the sky. He could perceive the normal human being on this surface, and he could sense the normal human being on the surface, and the same kind of power that surged in his body was dragon. the power of.

But weirdly, although the power of the dragon veins in his body is pure, the number is extremely rare, and it is controlled at a rather delicate limit.

"What kind of look do you have? Are you curious about me?"

"Yes, I'm curious, I want to study you." Muria uttered the voice of the soul and answered.

"Hehe, it is indeed an ancient dragon species. Even the young dragon ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ is so arrogant."

In response to Muria's response, the college mentor who came to rescue his students took it as a pride for the dragons, "It seems that only pure power can make you yield."

"Make me yield with strength?" Muria's eyes became more weird, and at the same time there was an inexplicable feeling, rising from the heart. So this is the so-called pig-eating tiger? No, this description is not accurate. His appearance is also a dragon, but it is an alien dragon.

Flying cheap!

Dragon blood was flowing in the body, but there was no strange middle-aged tutor pointing at Muria. The clear and free wind condensed a white wind blade under the action of the dragon's blood power in his body. Rhea splits.

"Use the wind against me?"

Seeing such a spell attack originating from the power of dragon blood, Muria was too lazy to dodge. When the wind blade came, the will of the wind was easily usurped, or they saw the real master.

The breezy wind surrounds the black dragon with a mutilated limb. The young dragon's golden eye looks up at the stunned human above, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.