The legendary nightmare dragon appeared, with its strange wings covering the sky, crushing the light and shadow of the world. Under the highest sky, falling figures could be seen everywhere. The originally neat military formation was scattered on the ground, and many elite soldiers covered their heads and moaned. It was better than those ordinary people beside them to enter the deep nightmare directly.

Varina waved the spear that the red lightning followed and pierced the red and black knights who were blocking it. The blade of the gun was as red as a soldering iron, and a red afterimage flowed in the cold air.

"Sher" The hard steel thick shield was cut open by the tip of the red spear. The metal in contact melted and rolled up, bursts of blue smoke came out. The irresistible gun body penetrated directly, piercing the flesh and blood behind it.

Although the nightmare dragon of Dragon Sequence 8 in the sky has appeared, the female warrior did not retreat and give up. Instead, she seized the last gap and continued to move forward, and would inevitably kill the last bloodborne of the Baska family, the princess of the Red Dragon.

"Display it for me!" Regardless of the blood on the wounds that were opened on his body, Varina raised the scratched spear high, slashing down fiercely, and drew a deep red blood arc in the air.

Another persistent knight fell down, and at this time she was only five steps away from Shalan Rotte. She could even see the confusion and timidity in the eyes of the other party.

It's really ridiculous. Such a person can actually rule the dragons.

The blood of the nobles is so disgusting and disgusting, let me die!

Varina held the stabbing knight's sword with one hand, and the blade cut across the palm of her hand and left a bone-felt mouth. The other hand also waved it and cut the other knight on the way.

"Prevent punishment, Nightmare Dragon!"

Several remaining dragon wizards communicated hard on the altar, and then pointed at the enemies below the mountain.

A long dragon sound came from the sky, and then the dragon's long tail swept across the sky and swooped down.

The red, green, yellow and blue wings brushed across the atmosphere, bringing up a long wake. All living beings that were brushed over and fainted, and the world began to become quiet.

When Varina was only three steps away from Charanrot, the strange dragon finally arrived. As the dragon roared, the standing figures fell down one by one, and Varina seemed to have her brain wrapped in extremely heavy cotton, depressed and uncomfortable.

The body began to lose consciousness, everything in its vision began to go away, becoming dark and blurred, and finally fell unwillingly into the dust and ruins.

The "Ding" spear fell on the ground, making a crisp sound, then bounced up, trembling and gradually returning to calm.

As the nightmare dragon dives, the battle in the castle on the mountain top returned to tranquility. The aisles and mountain roads were filled with fallen figures. Even extraordinary people could not resist the infestation of this giant dragon and fell into a nightmare.

The general at the foot of the mountain looked at this scene, angry and anxious.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" He threw down the telescope in anger and walked back and forth.

"It's just a little bit short."

If today's encirclement and suppression fail, it will greatly encourage the remnants of the Baska family. The originally neutral and wait-and-see forces may turn to the former overlord of the southern border again.

"It would be great if Severey was there." He slapped the rock wall next to him, venting his dissatisfaction.

Unfortunately, some time ago, due to the order of His Majesty the Queen, the commander of the legion, Sifry, led a group of elite corps to the imperial capital, to replace the defense, and lost the rare Demon Sequence 7 extraordinary person. Now facing such a fantasy dragon, the imperial military is powerless for a short time.

The sound of dragons sounded from time to time in the distant command bunker. In this hidden command bunker, the guards lowered their heads nervously, not daring to attract the general's attention, for fear of being vented by the other party. This was the first time they saw this adult so angry and lost their composure. It seemed that this operation would be of great danger.

A burst of rapid steps came from outside the bunker.

"Sir, Orugne is here." A soldier suddenly pushed open the wooden door, bringing scorched smoke and dust from the outside.

"Why is she here? Isn't she still going to school in Emmenas?" the general frowned.

Ojone is a civilian girl from the military. She is very talented and has performed well in the military. She was later recommended by the military to study in Emenas. She is now estimated to be around the third grade.

"Because of hearing the difficulties in the southern border, she had already withdrawn from school at the beginning of the year and has just arrived." After the messenger said that, he moved away from his figure and revealed a girl with a light red flat hat. She was probably about 18 years old and looked very young.

The girl was wearing a light-colored dress with tiny red jewelry hanging around her waist. Her golden hair scattered around her waist, and her smooth skin shining brightly in the fire.

"Sorry, General, Orugne dropped out of school privately." The girl put down her suitcase, put her hands in front of her, and bent over to apologize.

"But I have finished my due courses in school in advance, and it is no longer meaningful to stay there. And I heard that wars have started in the southern border, so I came back early. I'm very sorry."

Although she is talented, she would never have had her life today if it weren't for the recommendation and protection of the military, so she respects this general very much.

Looking at the girl who looked like half of her daughter, the general sighed.

"Forget it, it's not the time to blame you. Are you sure to deal with that giant dragon now?"

"I think I can try it." The girl raised her head, and her light red pupils, which were as bright as roses, shining in the dim bunker.

The suitcase at hand is quickly opened, revealing the two top-level swords. The sword body is made of silver-white and pink metal. The handshake is stacked in black, which looks extremely anti-slip. The junction of the sword hilt is wrapped with a few metal vines decorations. The overall appearance is beautiful and sharp.

[Two Swords of Blooming Swords] (Perfect Pearl Level): Created with special sky steel and craftsmanship of the elves, it is made by the sages of the Emmenas. As one of the prizes of the Winter Festival Gala, it is only available to the champion. It allows users to obtain three bonuses: [Speed ​​Lv.5] [Dankong Lv.5] and [Sharp Blade Lv.5]. Even if they can't fly, they can move at high speed in the air and obtain high lethality. It is a rare boutique.

He picked up the two sting swords, Orugne took off the hat on his head, placed it on the gift box, bent down to salute the general, and then walked out of the bunker.

"Wait for me to come back, sir." After saying that, she jumped, and her figure was like a stream of light, heading straight for the nightmare dragon flying in the air.

The golden hair danced wildly in the air, the wind around retreated with the scenery at high speed, and everything seemed like afterimages in the field of vision to bring out a bizarre scene.

Oruni felt as if he was about to turn into a storm and drown in this world. His already extremely fast speed became faster with the blessing of extraordinary weapons.

An explosion sound came from the air, and then a white round air wave spread. Oruni only felt the blackness in front of his eyes, and then he instantly returned to the clear light.

The flower of the stinging sword blooming on the battlefield surpassed the speed of sound and approached the limit. The trajectory of progress instantly formed a long arc in the atmosphere and rushed upwards.

"Roar" Facing the tiny figure running from the horse, the giant dragon in the sky spread its wings, and the strange body like metal and gems danced, and purple demonic flames spewed out of his mouth.

In the burning reality and illusory nightmare flame, the small figure danced, and the two swords drew countless perfect arcs beside them. The sword light was like blooming flowers, crushing the coming purple flames.

Speed ​​and strength, killing and beauty are perfectly balanced in this girl. She is the new generation of Emenas.

War Sequence 7: Blade of the Dance, Oroni.

He was praised by many mentors and expected to be highly regarded, believing that he could be compared with Bumansha of the former City Village Academy.

In the purple flames that drown everything, the girl was like a high-speed meteor, cutting through the sky and galloping out. She circled around the body of the Nightmare Dragon.

Wherever the sword flower trajectory passed, the fine scales were broken and shattered by the stinging sword. The scales that looked like metal and gems fell in the air, like twinkling starlight drizzle, floating in the sky.

The speeding trajectory was around the dragon and circled, constantly approaching its head. The originally powerful and weird dragon was covered with scars, and broken scales and debris fell everywhere, revealing the purple and crystal fantasy body inside.

"roar"

The nightmare dragon roared again, extremely sharp, and the originally colorless air waves compressed the air, forming a twisted diffusing ring in the air.

After suffering such a violent mental impact at close range, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Ouo Nie's mouth, and his wrist was also cut into tiny wounds by broken scales.

It's true that I can't underestimate it.

She simply wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, then shook it, and the two swords in her hand were once again coated with a magnificent glitter.

The extraordinary core in the body was running at high speed, countless Mana poured into it, and then spit out light pink magic power close to incandescent. These energy flowed in the body, and the magic light blooming in it gradually brightened the body, as if transparent.

Although the girl's talent was almost the pinnacle of a mortal, such a desperate high-intensity battle could not last for too long. Slightly tiny blood began to crack and penetrate the peripheral blood vessels, and her body had gradually reached its limit.

Let's dance again, and with the silent thoughts in my heart, the girl's speed entered a new stage.

It was a stream of light that was unattainable to the eyes. The sword arc brought by the two swords cut the scales and purple body, and instantly rotated on the dragon's neck, circle after circle, making people unable to count.

The purple body under the fantasy scales appeared, like jade, and was constantly cut off by the sword light, forming a purple rain of fragments.

A sharp whine sounded, and then the giant dragon could not get rid of the tiny figure on its body no matter how it acted.

The scales like metal gemstones, the flesh and blood of purple and jade, and the spine of white marble were cut in the spinning sword blade.

Layer after layer

Layer after layer

Until the end, the crazy dance figure cut off the last bond.

Jabba Walker's head fell from the sky and hit the rooftop of a ruins, splashing countless gravel and amethyst. The body in the sky also slowly fell down, gradually turning into dissipating light and shadows.

Shalan Rotte covered her mouth and nose, looking at the scene in disbelief. The nightmare dragon's pupils were still open, arranged like purple crystals. They seemed to be looking at the girl, and the magnificent crystal surface also reflected the exact same Shalan Rotte.

No, no, don't die.

The slender fingers raised, trying to grab the fallen dragon in sight, but could not touch the gradually dissipated body.

"Catch her!"

The soldiers of the Empire woke up again and looked at the Baska princess standing in the ruins, and shouted in surprise.

A sound of footsteps and armor rubbing against the rooftop, and many figures kept pouring out of the castle's alleyway.

"Walk!"

Gersmi rushed to the girl again, grabbed her wrist, and prepared to take the girl out of the battlefield. Then several living Red Dragon knights also came over to cut off their backs and resist the pursuit of the Imperial Legion.

However, before the two of them could run a few steps, a spear swimming with red lightning shot from a distance.

Gersmi urgently grabbed Charanrot, saving her from being shot through, but he himself was pierced through the spear and lost an arm in an instant.

"Sweep" Gersmi grinned his teeth, endured the pain, and prepared to continue taking Sharan Rotte away.

"Die!"

An angry shout rang out, and then the spear was held again and poked out from Gersmire's back.

Blood evaporated from the hot gun blade, and bursts of white air emerged.

The man's pupils seemed to lose focus, and he slowly knelt down. Then Varina pulled out her spear, shook off the blood stains on it, and let him fall down.

"Now, you are the only one left, Shalan Rotte, hahahaha." The female warrior covered her face with one hand and showed a crazy laugh.

At some point, one of her eyes was blinded in the battle, which greatly stimulated her nerves.

"No, no." Let go of Gersmith's hand, and Shalan Root retreated uneasily, but this was the rooftop of the castle on the top of the mountain, and further behind it was the cliff of the abyss.

"No, haha, don't you just say no, you don't want it? You're so willful." Varina seemed to enjoy her current state. Looking at Xia Lan Luot's panic-lost look, a twisted pleasure rose in her heart.

Yes, that's it, look, this is the last descendant of the Red Dragon Family. It's so timid and weak, it's so funny.
To be continued...