"Fuck! Is the forbidden spell of your dragon knight so durable, Iovia?" Bai Yi crouched down, gritted his teeth, and stared at the star power that kept passing over his head.
"Do you think forbidden spells can kill the enemy instantly? Many forbidden spells cause continuous damage!" Iovia rolled her eyes while leaning against the city wall.
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As early as when Sky launched the Dragon Star Meteor, Azog and Borg, the father and son, had felt the heart-pounding fluctuations. One of them instantly activated his skills to smash through the ground and buried himself deep underground, while the other fled madly at a distance from the landing point.
"Puff!" A hand emerged from the ground, and then the ragged Azog crawled out of the broken soil in a panic. After spitting out the mud in his mouth, Azog looked around blankly.
"Roar!" The angry pale orc was deeply enraged by the scene of corpses everywhere in front of him. He raised the magic hammer in his hand and roared in anger.
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"This is impossible! The dragon knight has disappeared under the starry sky!" Borg looked at the raging starlight in embarrassment and was extremely shocked.
In his memory, the ancient profession of Dragon Knight had disappeared with the falling out between the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan! Aside from some evil dragons who defected to the Dark Faction, most dragons in the Order Faction retreated to Dragon Island in the Western Ocean, living in seclusion there.
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"Ang!" With the end of the forbidden spell, Skye, who was stuck in a spell-casting stiffness in the air, found his target again and wantonly swung the dragon breath carrying the power of annihilation.
"Unforgivable!" Azog angrily lifted up a tilted dragon-hunting crossbow, and with his muscular arms he pulled hard. The dragon-hunting crossbow that originally required several orcs to pull open was pulled open by him easily.
"Bang!" As it triggered the engine, the black arrow shot out instantly and headed straight towards Peter Gro and the others.
"Sky! Black Arrow!" Peter Gro's mental power connected to Sky was shaking violently, and he hurriedly reminded Star Dragon that the crisis was coming.
"Whoosh~" Two pairs of broad and powerful flesh wings spread out with the wind, and the dragon's tail swung, instantly changing his flying direction.
"Hiss~" The sharp friction sound of the black arrow and the air came from Skye's side. Peter Gro and Skye narrowly avoided the black arrow. They could even clearly feel the burning heat and the sharpness of the arrow tip as they passed by! Don't forget, there is still a black arrow stuck in Skye.
"That damn ant is there!" The figure of Azog holding the dragon hunting crossbow was clearly reflected in the dragon's vertical pupils.
"Hu...Ang!" As the giant dragon took a deep breath, the dragon flame instantly entangled with the air. As the giant dragon's chest cavity contracted rapidly, the brilliant dragon breath shot out and went straight to Azog.
Azog dropped the dragon-hunting crossbow in his hand in fear, turned around and ran. After a few leaps, he appeared dozens of meters away, avoiding the dragon's breath coming head-on. Skye casually tilted his head, and the dragon's breath changed its trajectory and continued to chase Azog.
"Bang!" The unique tearing sound of a black arrow was heard, and a black light attacked the flying star dragon with lightning speed.
Feeling the fatal threat, Skye tried hard to flip his body in the air, but the black arrow still pierced the flesh of his right wing.
"Ang!" The Star Dragon shouted angrily. This damn ant actually shot a black arrow without a heavy crossbow.
This brings us to another characteristic of the Black Arrow: versatility! The numerous wind magics encrusted upon it allow the user to launch it without a launcher! As long as you possess exceptional strength, you're fully capable of throwing a Black Arrow by hand, achieving the same effect as a heavy crossbow! Azog, seizing the opportunity, turned and launched a Black Arrow!
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"What a crappy dragon rider this is?" Renault's eyes widened and his mouth curled up. He was completely stunned by Peter Gro's "superb" dragon riding skills.
"Ahem, after all, elves don't have the profession of knight... It's pretty good to be able to do this." Lance covered his head.
"There's absolutely no trace of a dragon rider here! Rather than a dragon rider, it's better to say it's a ranger on the back of a dragon..." Roland looked thoughtfully at Peter Gro and the Star Dragon in the sky, who were not cooperating well. After all, the Star Elves, who had been living in peace for three thousand years, had basically never experienced a major war, and Peter Gro, who had not been tempered by war, was of course just a person with a rank but no fighting awareness to match it.
"At this level, he can't be considered a dragon knight... he should be a dragon warrior!" The knowledgeable Radil ended the magic that was protecting everyone and looked at Peter Gro and the Star Dragon in the distance.
"Dragon Knight?" Roland suddenly remembered the rumors in the previous game. Not all professionals who ride dragons can be called dragon knights, just like Priest Alita in the Dragon God Temple. Her professional title seems to be Dragon Priest. Now it seems that Peter Gro is creating a new advanced profession.
"The path of the forerunners is not easy..." Ivy said worriedly, holding the scepter in her hand. It seemed that she should understand that Peter Gro is a forerunner at this moment, just like the dragon priest of her own temple!
"They retreated..." Lance frowned as he watched the Star Dragon staggering towards the city of Losenniel.
"They have tried their best. Three black arrows are enough to severely damage the Star Dragon. After all, the Star Dragon is not a dragon clan known for its physical defense. Most of their defense comes from the impeccable dragon barrier." The knowledgeable Radil sighed. After all, the young dragon knight suffered from his lack of experience.
"It's time for us to move!" Renault looked at the chaotic orc army in the distance with a grin. Because they were scattered to avoid the attacks of dragon breath and forbidden spells, they no longer had the concept of formation and they had lost their grassroots command.
"It's time to end this ridiculous war!" Lance took a deep breath and clenched the lance in his hand.
"Gather my troops! Let's send them off!" Roland said coldly, glancing at the orcs who were like scattered sand.
"The Knights of Holy Glory! Assemble!" Renault mounted his horse and held up his lance. The red flag with a golden dragon on it fluttered in the wind.
"The Torrent Legion! Assemble!" Lance ordered the battle flag with a green background and blue stripes to be raised.
"Huh? Grip of the Flood?" Roland looked at the flag in surprise. The flag was a high-level war magic artifact unique to the Flood Infantry. Its additional effect was Braveheart—the Flood Infantry led by the flag would fear no life or death! Marching Speed +50%! But Roland reconsidered and felt relieved. This item was standard equipment for the Flood Legion. Every Flood Legion had it. In the Lagran Empire, it was not rare, and could even be considered a high-end consumable. After all, the Flood Legion had been annihilated countless times, and those battle flags were basically scrapped in the war. The fact that the Empire could replenish each legion's battle flags at any time showed that this item was produced in high quantities.
"Woo woo woo~" As the war horn sounded, the Roland Army slowly appeared on the horizon, and figures flashing with cold light came from the east!
"In the name of the Rapids! Charge! For His Highness! For our homeland! For our allies! Rapids infantry forward!" Lance waved his hand, and five Rapids infantry phalanxes of 300 people immediately maneuvered at high speed. While running, they quickly formed a forest of guns composed of chevaux de frise!
"Tell the Orcs! My Tide Troopers are back! Tremble, Orcs!" Roland shouted.