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Chapter 444 0443: Dragon Eater

The rough and messy hooves of the horses crushed the snow.

This team has abandoned the initial discipline and cooperation, exuding desire from the inside out.

Ken didn't need any orders at all.

The beast raised its front hooves, rolled in the hunter in front and crushed it into pieces. The flames and all kinds of bright magic instantly lit up the road between the team and the dragon.

[Morale Gain: Bloody Frenzy]

[Description: Only victory remains in the soldiers' minds, any obstacles will be destroyed, fear and orders lose their meaning, and retreat and collapse are absolutely impossible. 】

Ken gripped the ax tightly.

Only one thought remained in his mind.

It is necessary to use this strength to kill it, no matter how difficult it is, no matter how many casualties are paid, because when the madness subsides, everyone will be overwhelmed by fear, and then they will all die here.

Yalong stepped on the ice completely, and the cracks extended forward along the claws.

The hot magma is like a torrential stream, advancing with an orange light that illuminates the surroundings.

Ken condensed the glacier magic, and more warlocks released corresponding skills behind him. The magma that was in the way was beaten to pieces in the blink of an eye, and could only flow slowly.

The army has already stepped on the ground.

Everyone was carrying knives and axes, like sailors fighting in the port, or hunters rappelling in the wilderness. With their bravery, they withstood the spotted burns and crossed the crack before the healing technique completely fell.

Plop, gurgling.

Those scalding yellow waters are blocked by the black army.

As the leader of the hunt, Yalong didn't even react.

Although it is impossible to be surprised or have other emotions soaked by the curse, even when it still has a healthy body, it has never seen so many humans rushing towards itself without hesitation.

Maybe I've seen it before...

But how many years ago was Palotus compared to?

The dragon's chant resounded through the surrounding battlefields, even Luqiao and Luoxani, who were far away at the top of the snow peak, could hear it.

They watched the situation from the sidelines and did not talk to each other.

Hunting attack is the most important step to invade the ruins. Even if you don't meet Ken, you have to launch an attack on other battlefields according to the original plan. Only by fully raising the intensity of the undead tide can you pave the way for the next thing .

As for the fragments of proverbs given by Greedy Bridge, it was just a small episode and a bet.

Just because of Ken Bouvier's unpredictability, this episode gradually kicked off and was put on a bigger stage. Everything that is happening on the scorched land below is very novel.

The wyrm flapped its wings forward violently.

The giant, which was harder than steel, sliced ​​through the thick smoke and air, and when it was about to approach, it was deflected with unimaginable force by the icy tomahawk.

Then the wings flew over the heads of the crowd, cutting off the angular cliffs and soil, and drawing deep ravines.

There were also some people who didn't notice during the sudden attack, and were seriously injured by the forcible beating, and even turned into blood clots, like bursting berries splashing on other people.

The attack did not stop.

More and more flames began to fall on the sub-dragon's body, and the cursed and weakened magic circles began to grow like vines, and there were constantly large and small magic circles around it.

The dragon's claws were raised and lowered, as if turning around.

Ken's pupils shrunk, he changed direction, and temporarily changed to a farther advance route.

Kuima and Langz accompanied them, and the Knife and Ax team adjusted in the middle, forcing the others into the shadow of the frozen section.

Swish - boom!

The Wurm was bathed in magic, its scarlet streamer flickered and cruised in the blasted thick fog, and its stubble-covered, unusually huge tail swept across the plane violently.

There is nowhere to hide from the aura of destruction.

Ken led the team to divert ahead of time, and the smoke blocked Shouluo's sight, so the tail just swept up the snow in the empty space, and flew over the heads of everyone along the slope.

Hey.

The protective barrier was fully deployed, catching the boulder being swept into the sky.

The rain-like fragments made ripples on the magic protection shield.

Ken led the lunatic mercenary army over many obstacles, forced a bloody path in the middle of the tide of undead, and used secret magic to ignite the running monsters.

The corpse oil that he carried with him was splashed all over the attack channel.

The Yaron's chest began to glow with a strange light, and then the head was charged backwards. With the power that drowned everything, the lava mixed with the beam of the death curse spewed out and landed on the ground!

Ken showed up in an almost impossible position.

He was like the first time the mercenaries remembered him in Ambera Ice Harbor, grabbing eyeballs, stretching his muscles to the limit, holding his battle ax high in a full arc, armor and a damaged wolf-head mask with a mask Bright red after blowing out the flame.

In a piece of damaged and scorched wolf fur, his roaring mouth was exposed.

Even though the dragon's roar cut off all the surrounding sounds, those eyes could still carry unimaginable firmness.

Take the lead with a single machine, and go deep alone.

Ken's figure was like a leaping meteor, leaping over the scorching roar that melted the steel. Dangerous power flickered on the cold light of the battle axe. With the sound of scales breaking and flesh surging, it directly opened Yalong's body. jaw.

Roar--

The light beam flew obliquely towards the clouds, and then quickly faded away.

The huge body of the hunting dragon was directly tilted, and it took several steps to slow down. The huge and hard claws kept stepping on the ice surface to make deep pits, and the molten lava was still jumping repeatedly.

The mercenary army was still approaching.

They could no longer restrain their desires, and crazily pounced on the giant dragon. No matter what kind of weapons they used, they all tried their best to squeeze out the last drop of magic, and let the attack fall on it.

Yalong roared, his body shaking more and more.

The violent attack is like countless bugs biting, and it seems to fall into a storm of destruction. The dense force around makes it impossible to concentrate on a certain position, and can only resist passively.

Humans whose wings could no longer reach their feet, and their roars were ineffective due to broken jaws, could only drip some viscous magma.

Even if one or two annoying guys can be burned occasionally, more humans will pounce on it and attack it desperately.

The light in Wulong's eyes began to fade.

Its bared fangs have never been closed, perhaps even if it has become a monster possessed by death, it has never experienced the fear of being crushed by humans.

They did not win by destroying.

This group of humans does not have a huge body size, and there is no magic that can destroy the world.

The only power that defeated the giant dragon was that unimaginable greed.

Leaders turn emotions into magic.

Ken didn't suppress that desire, nor did he try to extinguish the flame, but let it burn in the desired direction, turning all the mercenaries into arrogant and powerful dragon eaters.

(End of this chapter)