Othua's War Banner

Chapter 506 0504: Frost will spread over the wall
"Do you want to trust him?"

Kavida's stone arm shattered into dross.

The tip of the dragon's swooping wings broke the arm of the god-inspired battle banner, but she was not timid at all, she was still angry, resisting the impact and blocking the front of the shield soldier, and broke the keel with another fist.

Palotus needs heroes, that is, people who are extremely powerful, or who can protect the weak.

Kavida and her older sister, who is not on good terms with each other, are both god-inspired warriors, each commanding two foot combat legions living in the quarry area, owning thousands of cliff caves with different postures, and over ten thousand people under their command .

Of course she heard what Ken said, gritted her teeth and stuffed the stone spirit crystal nucleus into her mouth to eat.

New edges emerged from Kavida's shoulders, and after the power of the spiritual core emerged from her body, a new arm was condensed for her.

Huoser shook his head and stared at his palm. The torn flesh on it was intact, and there were no scars or hidden diseases. This kind of pure life force made this ancient magician feel unbelievable.

Ken turned around and looked for something in the tribe.

Tomio of the Hollow Valley Tribe, Wusenbu of the Fern Tribe, and Hume of the Ice Ring Tribe.

Ken raised his battle ax to activate the wolf spirit in his body, and howled silently to communicate with the owners of the beast spirits in the entire wasteland. The secrets hidden in the wasteland tombs kept the people of the animal clan in communication.

The elders of those tribes all stared incredulously at the direction of the wolf soul's will.

Ken's identity as a battle banner has been spread among the northern tribes, but no one expected that this young leader with a southern face was actually chosen by the wolf spirit of the Wasteland Tomb at the same time.

The members of the animal clan stopped moving forward one after another, and the elders hiding under various animal skin cloaks showed deep eyes.

Ken's black enchantment is particularly conspicuous.

This is the spirit of the wolf responding to his inner urge for revenge, and only a highly resonant beast spirit owner can use similar power.

Wusenbuu reined in his horse, his breathing was short, and his body was covered in blood-stained dust. The old man gasped and closed his eyes, trying to interpret the information sent by the beast.

The Sacrificial Clan respects the wilderness and tries to communicate with all things, so the basic animal language and mind connection are the housekeeping skills.

"Pangtu! Come and meet me."

Wu Senbu turned the direction of the rein and began to look for his young son.

The iron-horned rhinos were pressing around, and the soldiers who had tightened Jiang Gao Tieniu were at a loss. They could only interrupt their charge, look at the raging dragon in the distance, turn around and leave with Old Zhanjing.

The fern tribe took the lead in ending the offensive, and the crow shooters put down their hard bows and javelins and withdrew from the battle zone in unison.

Usenbu translated the order and conveyed it to the Konggu tribe and the Ice Ring tribe.

The remnants of the Shanwen Tribe returning from the battlefield also responded one after another.

Afterwards, more and more tribes began to contact their companions who had a better relationship with them. Many developing small and medium tribes withdrew one after another. Some people saw that their companions stopped attacking, and they stopped to wait and see with the mentality of following the crowd, and asked their scouts to confirm the information. .

There are hundreds of thousands of troops in Hongfeng Highland, and the army can fill all the roads.

It takes time for order transmission and trust issues, so not too many people obediently stop attacking, and even the gorgeous fireworks from the explosion around the dragon's body show no signs of fading.

Kavida frowned, overshadowing the influence of the wolf spirit with his strong will.

Her tribe has been at war with the Southern Border Empire for many years, and both sides have only intrigues. It is more difficult for her to stand side by side with such a guy on the battlefield than to let her die at the feet of a giant dragon.

"You can see what he's capable of, can't you?"

Huosuo was tall, and he reached out his hand to help her stabilize the healing magic, but was waved away by the grumpy female Zhanjing.

Kavida's tone was cold: "I can also see his rhetoric, charisma, and potential threats!"

The speed of growth and the unknown are the most dangerous galaxies in Kane.

Kavida needs to ensure the safety of the tribe, and needs to pay the price for every decision, but to be able to become a god and accept love, he must not be the kind of idiot who is paranoid to death.

She shook her head and frowned, leaving a step: "Maybe I can abide by the rules you set and act according to your orders..."

Kavida walked firmly in the direction of the dragon.

She left it to Hawser to decide, and only he and Frengundal had enough authority to call the shots in a Battlesignal rally and a battle of this magnitude.

Hawser needs to take corresponding responsibilities.

Kavida returned to the people of her tribe to deal more deadly attacks for the warriors, and at the same time she was also approaching her sister.

The two are actually not related by blood, but in countless amazing battles, their respective dominance has been established.

Similar living areas, the same natural challenges, familiar cultural beliefs...

Kavida knew that he could persuade the other party, and he could even imagine her face and tone.

"It's really bad luck." She spat bloody phlegm on the ground. "Huh, forget it, old man Huoser is much harder than me."

Kavida comforted himself from the bottom of his heart.

Huosou is not absolute in this battlefield. The orc battle banner under the feet of the giant dragon also occupies a high position and is admired by thousands of people.

He frowned and sighed, then summoned the Janzeleth tribe's orderlies.

Dozens of thick ground fires protruded from the black frozen ground, like countless small dragons breathing in the soil, from the ruins of the ruins to the edge of the town, all were covered by terrifying heat.

Frengundo withstood the dragon's countless tramples and swings, so that the dragon's head hidden in the cloud began to lower down.

Black lightning rushed down from the mist, more turbulent than a waterfall, and higher than the temperature of any furnace in the Red Maple Heights, instantly creating a forbidden area for the dead around the orc's armor.

The terrifying Lei Mang almost blinded people's eyes.

Just when Frengundo was ready to resist, he saw several grinning beasts rushing out of the magma fountain, and opened their fangs towards him.

Purgatory call, necromancer magic! ?

Flengundo recognized the trick.

In the process of ruling the Red Maple Heights, he hunted and killed the soul witches in the wasteland more than once, and countless terrifying spirit-calling creatures fell at his feet.

Frengundo simply gave up resistance, letting thunder and ground fire spread all over his body.

Holding the weapon, he killed the huge monster in the magma with a terrifying aura, shattered the ground with strange force to block the spout, and annihilated the summoned little followers with the terrifying wave of slashing air.

The dragon's roar above the orc's head never stopped, and the hunters flying from hundreds of miles away circled around.

Frengundo had to resist the summoning and the constant stream of hunting in purgatory at the same time. The sword called Beast Blood changed from orange to solid black red, like half-dried lava.

He walked through death, through light and destruction, as if his whole soul had been dedicated to battle.

Flengundur is the strongest city wall in the northern region, the hope of countless people, and the nightmare of the enemies of the northern region. No one has seen or even imagined how this man failed!
If we say Hawser's reliability comes from his tolerance and judgment.

The reliability of Flen Gunduo comes from strength, unparalleled strength!
The orc didn't know how long he had been fighting in the sea of ​​fire and thunder. His blood was so vigorous that the resilience contained in his blood was fully activated, and he could even see white smoke on the surface of his armor.

Frengundo's eyes are only for enemies, and anyone who approaches will become the target of attack.

He kept killing until the steel skin of the dragon appeared, and then he raised his sword and continued to cut forward. During the long emptiness and roar, there was nothing to prevent him from attacking Sarah.

Great opportunity...

But Flengundo heard a very different voice, as if the whole world fell silent.

The god of killing who was active in the magma purgatory finally stopped.

His scarlet eyes began to search the battlefield, his fangs were thick, and his eyes scanned forward along the broken part, like a huge knife capable of scratching the surface of the wilderness, sweeping across... in patches.

Countless ferocious giant beasts roared in unison.

The densely packed army remained outside the trampling range of the giant dragon, and those quiet sounds were the cessation of magic shelling, and the impenetrable rain of arrows.

Frengun Duo suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then he raised his saber to block.

The dragon's sharp claws were like falling mountain peaks. The powerful impact dug out a new layer of section in the muddy lava, and then knocked the orc into the air, flying to the open space in the distance.

The icicles spread across the ground, and countless protruding pointed points pointed at Frengundo's back.

Those rapidly growing ice blocks became a climbing frame for vines to climb on. Huge plants broke through the ground and turned into nets trying to catch Frengundo, but the high temperature and the remaining magic of the dragon burned the net through.

Frengundo's body passed through the ice, and finally stood up again amidst a loud crash.

He didn't seem to have been attacked, and his surging fighting spirit and terrifying image made people feel horrified. He walked directly towards Huosser's position: "The battle has stopped, explain it to me!"

"To win you have to stop being stupid and think."

Huosou's tone of voice was not necessarily good, as it was the case with the Warrings, who were able to put aside their past grievances in front of powerful enemies, but were also able to dislike each other because of their past enmity.

"Is this your way?" Frengundo gritted his teeth and turned to stare at the roaring dragon. "Will laying down your arms allow you to win?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the enemy he had fought fiercely with for a long time had obvious restlessness.

Frengundal was a born warrior, could smell fear, and could sense what was really on the other side of his knife—the dragon was undoubtedly enraged, some kind of intense unease.

Huoser stared into the distance with the same serious expression: "What do you think it is doing?"

"I don't know, let Ang pull his cavalry away, you won't be able to handle the next move..." Frengundo seemed to have recovered from his rage, and began to command calmly.

He had fought Sarah Eilish for a long time, and he was familiar with the details before each attack.

The battle banners of the two ancient tribes moved when they heard the words, and as expected, they roared through the thick fog and arrived as expected, plowing an obvious path of high temperature on the ground.

The tribal warlocks who had prepared long ago set up their shields, and the power of countless battle banners offset the attack.

The dragon tried to irritate the army below and get the humans to attack again, but the troops were all silent.

"How come... like this..."

Holding his saber in his hands, Frengundo took heavy steps forward, then stopped in place, staring at the giant dragon gradually revealing its true appearance from the cloud.

He found that the shield on the surface of the dragon lost its luster after roaring, and then the terrifying thunder disappeared, and the height of the ground fire also fell down visible to the naked eye.

The roar of the dragon became more and more frequent.

Both Frengundo and the battle banners present can predict that its strength is declining regularly, and will eventually stabilize within a reasonable range, which is the original level of the dragon hunting.

Kavida clasped his newly recovered stone arm and explained to the orc battle banner.

The war banner of the Kajisuo clan who mastered the space was also suspended among the mages, and their expressionless faces seemed to be stunned. Everyone realized that Ken Bouvier's words were true.

"Stupid guys, are you aware? Hehe." In the air, a hoarse and strange voice echoed around.

Hawser saw Ken's fists tighten around the axe, and the phantom of the wolf flickered in the air.

Gema's voice was full of ridicule.

The dragon's body also fell into his hands during the long fusion just now, and the wings continued to stretch back, and then the skin on the chest actually broke open, and the sound of skin and flesh bursting into everyone's ears.

Surprisingly, another pair of muscle-knotted, pitch-black claws grew out near Sarah's chest.

The two rotten wings were devastated, but the breath of death on them was extremely strong. If the time of the attack just now had been longer, the accumulated recovery power would have been a little more surging...

He will be able to regain the ability to control the sky.

"You can watch it, I don't mind, small and stupid ambition, you don't understand my ambition at all..."

The dragon's two thick arms fell to the ground, and its wings stretched back to summon more wind tornadoes, and its flesh turned dark black, like a piece of top armor that had just been forged and maintained.

The mountain-like body stared at the ants below, and the tail with horns and thorns was pulled out from the ruins, clearing the battle marks on the ground.

[Temporary mission (update): Twilight Arena]

【Kill: 0/1】

A note flashed in front of Ken.

Although the situation has improved, it has not been fundamentally resolved. The body of the giant dragon has been completely combined with Shouluo after being warmed up just now, and has become a brand new monster that has not been recorded in history.

Ken stepped forward and was the first to leave the wall.

Kavida's eyelids jumped wildly, and he couldn't help cursing: "There are very few people who can stay and challenge the dragon, why are you!"

Ken gave up on explanation and justification early on.

He turned around, his eyes became fierce under the wolf-head mask:
"I'm going to kill it, whoever jumps in line will die first!"

(End of this chapter)