Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 572 Wind and Rain

Ander landed on the charred land of the Nibelungen. Since the place where he landed, the land has been slowly deserting, and the yellow sand has cast the throne, and Ender is sitting on the throne. Looking at Li Wuyue's distressed look above look like.

"It has indeed become much stronger. You guys can always give me some inspiration." Ender lay on a platform made of yellow sand, recalling the blow just now.

Inspired by Norton's memory, this dragon king is an out-and-out lover of cold weapons. He can use his words to melt mountains and cast them into weapons to fight the enemy in battle.

Ender tried it, and the power was not bad, but it was just an appetizer for the Dragon King, and this group of guys would not run away because a hand was broken.

Now he is transforming the land in the Nibelungen, turning it into a suitable place for him to fight. He has already touched the door of legend, and he only needs to try a little more.

A little fun to try.

At this moment, little raindrops fell from the sky, blocking the invasion of yellow sand, and a boy's voice came from the sky:
"My brother said, when I was born, it rained for three days and three nights..."

There was no beginning or end of the sentence, but Ender tensed his muscles. He felt a power that he had never seen before spreading in the Nibelung, a terrifying, sea-like power.

"I seem to understand a bit. What did you gain in Greenland back then." Ender raised his head and looked at the giant snake dancing in the rain: "You devoured your brother, another dragon king!"

Li Wuyue was very calm, the rain extinguished the flames on his body, the giant snake under him was shrinking little by little, and a pair of dragon wings stretched out from behind, devouring the flesh of his subordinates, he was slowly being reborn.

"That's right, when you were thinking about getting that trash, I've got something you couldn't even imagine." The giant snake disappeared in the rain, and Li Wuyue's two legs grew out again.

The rain was mixed with the storm, just like the torrential rain on a typhoon day. From two or three o'clock at the beginning, to the current pouring down, those raindrops were like knives, cutting the magic power around Ander.

"So you're doing well, tell me the truth, how many years did you lie down after devouring your brother?" Ander looked at the reborn Li Wuyue, and ice blue lines appeared on the other's body, Ender laughed more wantonly: "You haven't fully digested him, have you?"

Ender expressed Li Wuyue's dilemma in a gentle tone: "The power of a dragon king is not so easy to digest. Do you feel that your memory is being lost, my poor little crow."

"While you are devouring him, he is also devouring you." Under the gaze of Ander, a roaring human face appeared on Li Wuyue's abdomen. The resistance of the dragon king.

"Is that the King of Ocean and Water? What's his name?" Ander was still chattering and harassing Li Wuyue: "You are a crow raised by Odin, so is the King of Water raised by that guy Odin? Fish?"

Ander's words seemed to have angered Li Wuyue above. The ice-blue light on his skin flickered, and he descended from the sky with a terrifying aura, and smashed straight at Ander.

boom!
"Oh, our little baby is angry. It's a pity that I didn't bring milk. I can't soothe a crying baby..." Ander's figure slowly dissipated, and Li Wuyue fell headlong into the yellow sand. The gravel under his body turned into glass-like flakes.

And what was waiting for him was a fire meteor falling from the sky, turning the desert into a dying god of death, entangled Li Wuyue's body with quicksand, and made the meteor smash hard.

Ander's real body appeared in mid-air, and breathed out a dragon's breath from above, but he felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, making his scales stand on end.

"I was once forgotten, and even I myself forgot my identity," a faint voice came from behind An De, and Li Wuyue appeared on An De's back unknowingly: "I am not Wu Ni, It's not Li Wuyue, my name is..."

"Tyr, God of War Tyr!"

At that moment, Li Wuyue, no, he should be called Tire now, the dragon king who claimed to be the god of war smashed on Ander's back with a terrifying force, and the power came from Ander's back like a vicious snake , destroying the brass dragon's muscles and bones everywhere.

boom!
From the high sky, the brass dragon fell to the ground, one wing had been torn, the bones cut through the muscles, and pierced the skin with dragon blood.

Ender raised his head with difficulty. Tyre caught him off guard just now. After being blasted down from the sky by that terrifying force, every part of his body was howling. Tyre landed in front of Ender and stretched out his arms. hand.

"Submit, or die?"

The world of the Dragon Clan is so simple, the one standing up is the boss, and the one lying down is the younger brother or the food.

But Ander smiled. He felt a fire burning from his bones and blood. The huge brass dragon struggled to get up. When the dragon king looked down at him: "Good job, you really gave me Be ruthless."

"But if you want to conquer me, you have to turn yourself into a sissy first!" roared the huge brass dragon, gestating the next dragon's breath in his chest: "Come, let me see what else you have!" trick?!"

Tyre raised his hand, he opened his mouth, and was about to use the spirit of words on Ender, at this moment, a jackknife stabbed out from the darkness, cutting the back of Tyre's neck, the blade rotated, Tyre's neck Cut open like paper.

Then the jackknife was lifted roughly, the tip of the knife aimed at the back of Tyre's head, and smashed down regardless.

Clang!
click...

The tip of the jackknife cracked, and the Dragon King's skull creaked, but the jackknife pierced through the hard skull and stuck on Tyre's head.

"Well done, Angers..." Ender smiled slyly. This tactic is really endless. The strong wind rolled up dust and covered his body. In the blink of an eye, Ender's figure disappeared in Tyre. before.

Angrily, the Dragon King grabbed at the back, but only caught Anger's phantom. This natural master assassin had already fled, and even left his beloved knife on the Dragon King's head.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" clutched his throat, screamed like crazy, the raindrops turned into hailstones, reveling in the whole Nibelungen, but could not find the shadow of Ander and Angers.

In a corner of the Nibelungen, Ender huddled into a ball, gasped for breath and straightened the bones of the wings: "This time I lost a lot, but don't worry, give me some time."

"Are you going to run?" Anger leaned on Ander, who was giving him medicine, and asked after hearing what Ender said.

"Escape?" The brass dragon showed a trace of disdain: "I tell you, he is dead today, and Bahamut will not be able to stop him when he comes!"

(End of this chapter)