Happy Wind Man of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 127 The Day the City Was Broken (Second Update)
As the Void Hidden Dragon approached, a terrifying aura like a tsunami enveloped the snake-faced man guards on the high wall.

The Snake-Faced Man is a bronze race created by Norton.

The people of bronze do not respect the gods of heaven, and only the king of bronze and fire is respected in heaven and on earth.

They have strong bodies and cruel minds, are keen on war, and are violent by nature. They will not be afraid even when facing the Dragon King.

But when facing void creatures like the Void Hidden Dragon, which do not belong to this world and feed on fear, the instinctive fear of unknown creatures is tearing apart the defenses of their hearts.

The hands of some weak snake-faced men holding obsidian weapons began to tremble, and their uncontrollable fear made them want to retreat.

Void Hidden Dragon Saul raised its ferocious and terrifying dragon head high, screamed terrifyingly at the city, and released terrifying sound waves invisible to the naked eye towards the cone-shaped area ahead.

The mental defenses of some snake-faced people who faced the terrifying sound waves were torn to pieces, and their bodies were dominated by fear. They threw away the weapons in their hands and turned around to escape from the terrifying existence, but they were blocked by the oncoming attacks from within the city. Obsidian spears were nailed to the city head.

"Fleeers, die!"

The deafening roar sounded in the ears of the snake-faced guards at the head of the city. This sound gave a little courage to their hearts filled with fear and screams, and suppressed the fear of running away.

When the terrifying intruders were about to arrive, the eight-armed War Supervisor came to the top of the city, and the sound of snake-scaled copper-skinned war drums sounded in the city. The snake's face shouted the name of the War Supervisor, and the morale was high.

In this bronze king city, there is only one eight-armed snake-faced man, he is the leader of the bronze snake-faced man, and his name is Bo Ya.

Boya was once the Dragon Attendant of a certain Dragon King. He was killed by Saul, the Dragon Attendant of the Lord of Bronze and Fire, in the Age of Fire. His body was thrown into the lava river, and was recast in bronze with the great alchemy of the Dragon King Norton. With his body, he commanded the snake-faced man army in the name of War Supervisor.

Bo Ya's eyes fell on the terrifying dragon-like insect-like monster not far away.

"Saul!" He shouted the ancient name, and the only response was an emotionless scream.

He could vaguely see the shadow of his past on his old friend's dragon-like body, but the other party no longer recognized him.

He saw the two humans riding on Saul's head, and a sadness and unspeakable anger welled up in his heart.

He and Saul were dragon servants who served different dragon kings, and regarded each other as life-and-death enemies. He and Saul had a life-and-death fight and died in Saul's hands.

After rebirth, he and Saul served the King of Bronze and Fire, and fought for the king. Now fate makes them meet, but it is a pity that they become enemies again.

If the other party was loyal to another Dragon King, Boya would not be so angry, but the other party actually let the untouchables ride on their heads and worshiped the untouchables as the main ones.

"Saul, you have fallen. You once redeemed me from the false king and brought me to the throne of the great King of Bronze and Fire. I have never said thank you to you. This time, it is my turn. Come and save your soul."

Bo Ya's eight arms were raised high, and the six-armed snake-masked banner bearers standing on both sides of him waved the banners in their hands. The snake-masked guards contracted their arm muscles and grasped the obsidian spears to pull them back.

Snake-faced people rarely use bows and arrows. Normal bowstrings can hardly withstand their strength. They prefer to use spears.

Bo Ya lowered his eight arms, and the six-armed snake-faced man flag bearers standing on both sides of him raised their flags fluttering in the wind as if they were slashing with a sword. The snake-faced man guarding the city head used the force generated by the muscle contraction of his whole body to use his strong arms. Conducted into the obsidian spear.

There was an avalanche of continuous piercing sounds, and the towering bronze city wall was like a dam. When the gate was opened, an unstoppable obsidian spear was released like a black tide.

Jiang Xun, who was standing on the Void Hidden Dragon's head, drew his sword and raised his hand to create a wind barrier to block the black torrent in front of the dragon's head.Lu Mingfei hid behind Jiang Xun and trembled. He stuck his head out and saw the obsidian spear spinning at high speed outside the transparent air stream but unable to move forward an inch. It was blocked by the wall that absolutely blocked all flying objects.

Lu Mingfei remembered the free day at Kassel College. He used the sniper rifle King Barrett to shoot at Jiang Xun but failed to penetrate Jiang Xun's defense.

Afterwards, there were rumors in Kassel College that Jiang Xun possessed a powerful and perverted speech spirit that had not been discovered.

However, although Jiang Xun's wind wall was very buggy, it could only barely protect the position of the dragon's head. It could not completely cover the huge body of the Void Hidden Dragon. He had nothing to do with the obsidian spears outside the wind wall.

The Void Hidden Dragon curled up its body and greeted the rain of obsidian spears with its back covered by a thick exoskeleton.

Those obsidian spears that bypassed the wind wall fell on the body of the Void Hidden Dragon, making a crisp sound like jade hitting each other.

This kind of sound is okay to listen to alone, but if it is dense, it is a terrible noise. Lu Mingfei quickly covered his ears, while Jiang Xun went out of the range of the wind wall, and his hands were covered with blue ice. Becoming a crampon, the volley grabbed several obsidian spears.

Those obsidian spears spun in his hands at high speed like drill bits, ice shards splashed, and the high-temperature melted snow fell from the friction, and finally stopped in his hands under the action of the continuously formed ice.

Jiang Xun raised the obsidian spear and looked at its structure.

Obsidian, also known as dragon crystal, is a natural glass formed by the sudden cooling of magma flowing out of volcanic lava. It is an amorphous gemstone.

The obsidian produced at the bottom of the magma river in Muspelheim, the Kingdom of Fire, is different from ordinary obsidian in that there are red blood-like filaments in its crystals.

After Jiang Xun compared it, he found that the denser the blood lines were, the higher the strength of the obsidian.

In fact, these obsidian spears with dense blood lines are called blood spears.

They are not the weapons of ordinary snake-faced people. Only those snake-faced people with more than four arms are allowed to use this precious and powerful obsidian spear.

These high-strength obsidian spears are extremely lethal when thrown into the hands of the four-armed and six-armed snake-faced warriors.

The exoskeleton of the Void Hidden Dragon is harder than diamond and tougher than dragon scales.

The obsidian spears thrown by the two-armed snake-faced man hit the back armor of the Void Hidden Dragon at high speed, and were directly turned into stone powder under the reaction force.

And the blood-dense obsidian spear thrown by the snake-faced man with more than four arms successfully pierced the Nether Dragon's exoskeleton. There was a squeaking sound, and blood mist rose.

The snake-faced men cheered loudly when they saw this, and they caused the terrible monster to be seriously injured.

It turns out that this monster just has a terrifying cry and is not invincible.

The morale of the snake-faced guards is stronger, the glory of the past reappears on them, the blood of the bronze ancestors boils in their bodies, they were once invincible, and they almost occupied the entire world.

It's just that these snake-faced people who are immersed in the joy of imaginary victory don't know that the strongest thing about the Void Hidden Dragon is not its defensive power, but its terrifying recovery power.

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(End of this chapter)