Chapter 56 War Shaper

Under the night, the sound of fierce sword clashes came from the depths of the Ares Mountains. The flames were burning and blood was rushing wantonly. The powerful sword energy cut the entire ancient forest in half.

Bruno, the war-shaper in heavy armor, fought hard, making a roar like thunder, as if he was going to blow up the entire forest.

As an advanced class of legendary druids, war shapers can use huge claws to surpass the hardness of heavy armor, skin, and a unique deformation method beyond human understanding to fight.

This kind of profession is an extraordinarily powerful legendary profession, and only the druid who is most proficient in transfiguration can become such a tyrannical war machine.

However, now this war machine, who is two meters tall, is full of pain and remorse. I remembered that I saw in the tavern a month ago that the empire issued a reward for the red dragon that haunted the border area of ​​​​the Empire’s Ares Mountains. It was out of a legend. With the self-confidence of an advanced person, Bruno, who had just finished exploring the ruins, accepted this task.

Taking his brother, the legendary druid Burroughs, and an elite team of more than a dozen people on the road to find the trace of the red dragon, Bruno originally planned to estimate the strength of the opponent after finding the trace of the red dragon. If it is an adult red dragon or If the size is more than 15 meters, be careful, and send the news of the red dragon to the empire to gather nearby adventurers to fight this powerful lone red dragon.

If the red dragon has not reached adulthood or the size of the red dragon does not pose a threat, then as an advanced legendary professional, Bruno has the confidence to send the red dragon to the divine kingdom of the five-color dragon mother.

However, relying on the druid's powerful tracking spell all the way, although Bruno is undoubtedly convinced that he is heading in the direction of the red dragon on the right path, until now, Bruno has not even seen the shadow of the red dragon But his teammates were already dead, leaving him and Burroughs alone.

It was a few days like a nightmare. At the beginning, it was a despicable sneak attack and assassination, which took away all the spellcasters in his team, making Bruno's adventure team look like a blind man.

Then after the caster died, the sneak attack turned into an aboveboard attack.

"That is a monster, even the undead are not as terrifying as it is"

Thinking of the pressure his opponent put on him, Bruno felt a chill in his heart.Even if his team has achieved the best vigilance, the tall figure like a god of death can still easily harvest those elite adventurers who are extremely powerful in the eyes of ordinary people from his team.

Bruno was sure that the combat level of the black shadow that attacked his team was not strong, it would be injured and bleed, and it seemed that it had never set foot on the legendary road, but its combat skills were frighteningly high, any tiny Every mistake will cost you your life.

Bruno had also caused fatal damage to this black figure before, but this was also the thing that terrified Bruno the most. The wound that pierced his heart did not make that figure fall to the ground, but a young potential warrior in his team He was killed by him inadvertently.

Now that black shadow came again, and only Bruno and his brother Burroughs were left alive in the whole team.

"Burroughs, I hope nothing will happen to you..."

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The red dragon and the little saint were lying in the distance, watching the old orc move around the tall and deformed war like a dexterous civet cat, and the coquettishness of the movement was like a ghost, which is not enough to describe.

The body is covered with a shadow cloak formed by necromancy, which perfectly blends with the night.After the red dragon grows older, he has also made significant progress in manipulating spells. This shadow cloak is played superbly by the red dragon. It can not only slightly cover up his presence and aura, but also release the shadow cloak on his teammates. Makes the assassination of the old orc even more deadly.

Next to the right paw of the red dragon, there is a muddy corpse. It is the druid Burroughs that Bruno misses so much. This druid, who is not very good-eyed, may have been really suffocated. He ran into the forest alone. He shushed all over, and didn't observe the environment around him.

After he finished having fun, he lifted his pants and looked up, just in time to see the bright red eyes of Alex, the red dragon, like a blood moon. Let alone this poor druid, Lian just exchanged philosophy with the little saint in the soul channel. The little dragon girl who asked the question was taken aback.

Then the crotch of the druid who had just peed was wet again, seeing that the druid from this age was about to cry in fright.

And Alex has always been a kind dragon who can't bear to see a child cry, so he crushed the young druid into a puddle of mud before he could speak.

"Hey, I said Messiah, as a saint, shouldn't you be filled with righteous indignation to stop my cruel behavior at this time, and then be distorted by the evil red dragon After the outlook on life, the world, the three views are completely destroyed, and the integrity is completely broken Is blackening and depravity the kingly way??"

"I'm so bored that you're doing it like this."

Alex slapped his head and remembered that Messiah, who had been helping the evil, seemed to be a saint too.

Messiah rolled her eyes at the red dragon, "I'm in a bad mood right now, don't you want to meddle in my own business?"

The red dragon was obviously dissatisfied with Messiah's perfunctory answer, but she didn't press for her own ingredients. Even though Xiaolongniang's EQ is not high, she can feel that Messiah has been lacking in interest recently.

Alex, who was stunned, turned his attention to the old orc who was fighting in the distance.

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The strong wind shook Hokage, and the nightmare-like murderer walked out of the shadow of Hokage.The shadow cloak was exposed to the firelight, and then slowly dissipated into a cloud of smoke in the cool mountain wind at night.

Casilla's ghostly face appeared in front of the war shaper Bruno. It was not tall, not even as strong as Bruno's terrifying and strong figure comparable to a barbarian professional. Psionic energy fluctuations did not reach the legendary realm.

However, there was an uncontrollable sense of fear growing in Bruno's heart. It was not the kind of young master who had never killed anyone. On the contrary, the fighter who could become an advanced legendary professional was not a battle-tested evil god.

However, despite all these reasons to comfort himself, when Bruno and Casilla looked at each other, they still felt the chill of the autumn wind.

(End of this chapter)

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