Chapter Ten Watching

The towering Moonlight Dragon City slowly emerged from the distant horizon. Against the backdrop of the sunset and clouds, the silver Moonlight Dragon City was dyed with large patches of fiery red and golden.

In the thin clouds, several giant dragons could be seen flying around the Moonlight Dragon City. Although they were still far away, occasionally, you could vaguely hear the clear roar of dragons from the oncoming wind.

Donk Baccarat stopped for the first time, his huge eyes narrowed slightly. In his dark red eyes, like magma, the image of Moonlight Dragon City was quickly brought closer.

The silver dragon now has less anxiety and anxiety of the day, more calmness and perseverance. Donk Baccarat is a little confused about his feelings, but the flame tyrant standing at the top of the pyramids of dark creatures knows little about such delicate things as feelings.

The two most familiar emotions he is, one is his own anger and the other is the enemy's fear.

Donk Baccarat leaned down slightly, wrapped his hands in front of his chest, and made a series of low roars. Amid the thunderous roar, the surface of the huge body of the Flame Tyrant was squirming, and the black and red thick skin kept cracking, and large patches of magma surged out of the cracks in the skin.

In the cold wind of the wasteland, as soon as the moxibustion magma surged out, a large area of ​​white smoke appeared, and the smoke and clouds in the sky quickly enveloped Tangke Bakara's huge body.

When the smoke and mist dissipated, a thick layer of rock armor was covered with a thick layer of rock armor. The pale blue flames kept spewing out of the cracks in the rock. Their rare high temperature made the weakest part of this rock armor become a trap of attack and defense.

Donk Bakara raised his feet and stamped. Under his terrifying power, the surrounding ground cracked and flames gushed out! In a blink of an eye, the circular flame shield began to rotate around his body again.

The Flame Tyrant, who had completed his battle preparation, started to approach Moonlight Dragon City again.

The silver dragon circling in the sky noticed the arrival of the flame tyrant. Amid the roars of dragons, several giant dragons flew out from the Moonlight Dragon City. More than ten silver dragons lined up in neat battle formations, hovering directly above Tangk Bakara.

A dragon above the center of the dragon formation attracted the attention of the Flame Tyrant. It was obviously different from other silver dragons. Although it was a little smaller, its natural noble identity had distinguished it from the silver dragons around him.

Holy Dragon!

Facing the sacred dragon that almost only appeared in legend, the arrogant and violent flame tyrant couldn't help but become solemn. He looked up at the sacred dragon that suddenly appeared, secretly evaluating its power.

This is an amazingly weak sacred dragon, and obviously any silver dragon warrior flying under it can easily defeat it.

However, for the first time in his life, Donk Bakara felt a little hesitant. He couldn't see through the strength of this sacred dragon! Who would believe that the legendary dragon clan's power would be worse than the lowest-level green dragon? Although the sacred dragon trembles with its infinite dragon magic, even if they only fight hand in hand, they can easily deal with three or five adult green dragons. This is the minimum common sense.

Everything in front of you can only show that this sacred dragon hides its strength, and Donk Baccarat cannot see through its disguise!

As if it was confirming the speculation of the Flame Tyrant, the surprisingly weak figure of the sacred dragon flickered and darker. Donk Baccarat clearly felt that the sacred dragon seemed to be staying in the air, but in fact his body was constantly jumping between this world and another plane. Because of this, general attack methods were basically ineffective against it, because it was difficult for the attacker to lock its position first.

Has it actually mastered the space to such an extent? So, how powerful is its dragon-word magic? A trace of fear also arose in the heart of the Flame Tyrant. In the past, this was an emotion that would only appear on his prey or enemies. He was wearing extremely thick rock armor, and his defense was even far superior to that of the Silver Dragon. The dragon flame that the Silver Dragon is proud of is simply a good supplement for Donk Baccarat.

Although he is not afraid of fire, Achilles is fire immune, while the flame tyrant is fire absorbed.

Although the silver dragons are powerful, their only skills that can truly give a fatal blow to the Flame Tyrant are Dragon Word Magic.

If the old Dragon King Virram is still there, with his powerful dragon-language magic, even if he fights in the dark forest, he can lead the silver dragons to repel Donk Bakara. However, the dragon-language magic of the two wise men in the silver dragon is far less powerful than that of the Wilram. Donk Bakara can completely take over the magic they emit.

If Nicholas was still in Moonlight Dragon City, then Donk Baccarat would have been knocked back to the gap in the abyss in a mess.

Nicholas died, and Virram also fell in a duel with an unknown powerful being. In the eyes of the real strong man, the world is so small that in a short time, the news of the two powerful silver dragons falling one after another spread throughout the world in a blink of an eye, naturally including gaps in the abyss.

Although the overall strength of Moonlight Dragon City is still enough to look down on all sides, in front of the absolute strong man, Silver Dragon's weaknesses have undoubtedly been exposed.

Just one Virram died, why did there be another sacred dragon? No matter from which angle, the dragon language magic of the sacred dragon is not slightly weaker than that of Virram.

Donk Baccarat on the ground knew that the sacred dragon in the sky was also in great pain at this moment. Gregory had experienced countless abandoned lands and travels in this world, and his understanding of space was already extraordinary. But even if its power grew ten times or eight times, it would be impossible to achieve a nearly invincible defensive posture of high-speed jump between planes.

Gregory is now in this state, but not active, but passive. It is absolutely unpleasant to be thrown around by the two masters between different planes. At least the sensation of madness is a kind of torture. However, from the respectful attitude and astonishing and respectful eyes of the silver dragons around him, Gregory has also gained supreme vanity.

"The brilliance of the sacred dragon, even the silver dragon comparable to the demon dragon, would feel dazzling..." Gregori thought in confusion.

The sacred dragon suddenly stopped jumping between planes and condensed in the air.

Donk Bakara, who had fought with the dragons many times in her long life, knew that this was a sign that the large dragon-language magic was about to be launched!

This war does not require any declaration of war and will not last long.

The three-headed silver dragons swooped down, and as the first wave of attack power, kicked off the battle. The dragon-word magic of the two silver dragon wise men was also launched immediately. Two small explosions occurred on the body of the flame tyrant, and several huge rocks were blown away from the rock armor.

Huhuhuhu! Several meters of lava are roaring towards the diving silver dragon. One silver dragon was forced back to the sky by the lava flying towards the face. The other silver dragon with a slightly less combat experience was scraped to the tail by a piece of lava and let out a painful moan. Only the strongest silver dragon successfully rushed to the back of the flame tyrant. He endured the burning of the flame shield and grabbed a crack in the rock armor with his two dragon claws!

Amid the angry dragon roar, a piece of rock armor that was several meters in radius and nearly two meters thick was stripped from the flame tyrant's body alive! The silver dragon faced the light green flames spewed out of the Donk Bakara's body, and a pair of dragon claws forced into the flame tyrant's body, stirred it hard for a few times before turning around and flying away from his back.

Donk Baccarat's painful roar even shook the earth! New magma kept gushing out of his body, repairing the huge wounds behind him.

Under the cover of the Dragon Word Magic of the Silver Dragon Wise, the Silver Dragon Warriors flew around Donk Baccara, diving down from Donk Baccara's rock armor. Kranho also continued to activate Dragon Word Magic, but her magic power was too low, so her main task was to improve the attributes of the Silver Dragon Warrior.

While Donk Baccarat was busy dealing with the attacks in the sky, Ston flew to the ground and quietly penetrated the flame shield. This time, his target was Donk Baccarat's knee.

Ston is now the most powerful silver dragon in Moonlight Dragon City. Under his unreserved fierce attack, the flame tyrant's right knee was half thin in a blink of an eye!

After a loud bang, Donk Baccarat, who had lost his balance, fell heavily to the ground! For a moment, all the Silver Dragon Warriors rushed down, pressing the flame tyrant below, and crazily destroying his huge body!

The battlefield suddenly became quiet. The instinct of fighting made the Silver Dragon warriors feel danger almost at the same time and flew to the sky one after another.

Donk Bakala climbed up, and lava surged out from the broken parts of the rock armor, repairing his body. Repairing the wounds in the battle was a way to consume energy. With the powerful power of the Flame Tyrant, it could not be supported several times.

The angry flame tyrant whispered the mysterious language, and his hands slowly lifted up as if they were struggling to make it difficult, just like there was an invisible rock mountain between his hands.

Every time Donk Baccarat's hands raises, the air around it will be a little dark red.

The rising high temperatures made the scenery around Donk Baccarat twist, the earth began to soften and melt, and the wasteland was gradually turning into a boiling lava lake.

As the Flame Tyrant raised his hands above his head, the hundreds of meters of space around him had become a dark red world. In this dark red world, clusters of magma appeared out of nowhere out of nowhere, and then burst into a fluffy of magma rain, falling into the ground that had turned into a boiling lava.

Cranio looked at the dark red world in silence. Although she did not understand the power of Donk Baccarat, she still knew this magic.

This is the lava hell...

The random magma that explodes in the dark red lava hell is not ordinary lava at all. The magma formed by the surging power of the flame tyrant has several times the temperature of ordinary lava. The inconspicuous drops of magma can easily burn through the scales of the silver dragon, burn the bones and flesh of the silver dragon, and evaporate the silver dragon's bloodline!

In addition to creatures that are completely immune to flames, entering the lava hell is a gamble at the cost of life, betting that the balls of lava that exploded in the air would not happen to appear beside you.

Donk Bakara was extremely angry! Lava hell was his last method, and the power consumed by this terrifying magic was equally terrifying. With his vast power, he could only be used once.

When the Lava Hell appears under the Moonlight Dragon City, it means that the war has come to an end.

However, the dragon language magic of the sacred dragon in the sky has not been completed yet! What kind of scene will it be if the dragon language magic that requires so much time to be prepared once it is released?

Facing the dark red lava hell, the silver dragons in the sky were hesitating. The silver dragon wise man tried to crack this magic with dragon language magic, and also tried to attack the flame tyrant through the dark red world, but all their efforts were futile.

The flame tyrant Donk Bakara, who stood proudly on the lava, was telling the silver dragon in the sky with the thunderous chant that another deadly magic was about to fall on the silver dragon's head!

What is speed?

At the moment when the battle was about to be decided, Cranio suddenly realized that all his concepts about speed had been overturned.

The beautiful demon lotus appeared in front of the lava world, and also stood in front of Donk Bakara, while floating behind the flame tyrant.

Three appear at the same time, and the clear and clear beautiful figures also subvert Cranho's perception of power!

A silver light belt that was kilometer long and penetrated the lava hell also appeared at the same time. At both ends of the silver light belt, there was a dragon soul battle gun emitting dazzling silver light. The slender hand holding the dragon soul battle gun and the owner of the hand were blurry, which made people completely unable to see clearly.

Against the backdrop of Donk Baccarat's huge size, the silver light belt is like a shiny silver silk thread. This silk thread just passed through Donk Baccarat's chest!

The Flame Tyrant seemed to have no idea what was happening around him, and his roaring voice had no change at all, and finally spit out the last syllable of the long spell.

At this moment, the time under the Moonlight Dragon City seemed to be congested and flowing.

All of them!

On the deserted northern wasteland, Rog made a big stride and was running towards Moonlight Dragon City.

He took heavy steps, but every step he took would cross more than ten meters of distance. Therefore, his fat body seemed bulky, but in fact he moved very fast.

Because of the wrath of the Goddess of Nature, Roger did not dare to fly at all. And the faster he ran, the more mental power he had to increase to guard against the sudden outbreak of the Goddess of Nature. Therefore, every step he took would involuntarily use great force, just like having a grudge against the wasteland under his feet.

"Are you rushing on the road?" A soft voice like a sound of nature came from behind.

This voice that would make any man feel turbulent was from behind Rogue and almost stuck with him!

Roger continued to run and replied, "Yes! Although it may be too late, I still have to check the results."

The fat man answered and looked back.

What kind of eyes are that!

The rippling bright red almost drowned Roger's entire consciousness!

"We happened to be in the same direction, don't you mind walking together?" This time, Roger saw clearly the origin of the soft voice.

Those two red lips also encompasses all the beauty in the world.

Whether it was a gangster or a heavy army in his hands and control the power of life and death in a country, Roger's lustful heart never eased. But later on, he had to consider too many things and was very important. The hobby of lust has long been squeezed to the edge of his consciousness by countless major events. Although the fat man's power is something he dared not think about when he was young, if he talked about happy time, it seems that as a devastating nobleman, he was more teasing the rough dancer in a tavern.

Although Roger was lustful, the woman's lust that appeared quietly behind him was actually somewhat beyond his tolerance. He suddenly felt that so beautiful had surpassed gender and time.

After the initial surprise faded, the fat man felt chill in his heart.

The bald beauty was wearing only a black robe, with a faint red light on her fingertips and toes. She floated in the air, following Roger without leaving behind her, leaving only four light red light bands behind her.

She seemed to have no effort at all, but Roger ran so fast or slow that he could not change the distance between the two.

The fat man stopped looking at her, but just ran forward.

The woman did not show when she appeared next to Roger and walked side by side with him.

"It's really rare. I can meet a person casually in such a desolate place, all of whom are loyal believers of Audreh." The bright red eyes looked at the fat man.

The secret in his heart was easily revealed, so the soft and charming voice sounded like thunder in Roger's ears. The fat man felt that his palm was covered with cold sweat, and the flesh on his face was trembling slightly involuntarily.

He had already plucked up his courage and secretly used his mental power to test the mysterious and stunning woman beside him, but he only saw...

A sea of ​​bright reds!

"Being able to serve the goddess is my supreme glory. I have seen the miracles she has performed more than once, so I will naturally have firm beliefs. What's more... Besides, she is still so beautiful." The fat man answered honestly.

"Oh, so that's it. Odairech's glory is so beautiful and obsessive. In fact, I am also her loyal believer. However, I am also her friend at the same time. The person you meet can actually have a common belief, which is really good. Well... Since you are so loyal to your faith, will Odairech give you a reward?"

"No, she just doesn't give any punishment."
Chapter completed!