McNee squinted and looked up. He felt the power of the dragon. There are few things that can really threaten him on the continent. The giant dragon is one of them. Besides, it is a red dragon and a large red dragon in his prime of life. It is extremely powerful and frightening.
The red dragon swooped down and landed less than 200 meters away from the dwarf. He shook his tail with jagged spikes, twisted his horned head on his long winding neck, and watched the dwarf''s every move.
"Nari Andrea?" McNee recognized the dragon. He had heard each other''s name. Before the leiren clan joined the war, tashanmu invited the red dragon to fight for the coalition, but the effect was not satisfactory. The red dragon was nervous and arrogant, unwilling to give the war correct treatment and necessary respect. It had neither strategic plan nor obeyed the coalition''s battle instructions, Didn''t cause much trouble to the Al Sala expedition.
Therefore, when red dragon Andrea decided to leave, the Federation did not even try to retain tentatively.
Unexpectedly, it came back by itself now.
"I never thought that the red dragon could have the spirit of contract, but your behavior won my respect." McNee said. He raised his hammer and motioned to the red dragon, "in that case, let''s fight side by side and win the glory of victory together."
"McNee leiren!" the red dragon grinned and showed a cruel smile. The words from his mouth were shocking, "you''re dying!"
"If there is still a trace of reason in your poor brain, now order all your people to lay down their weapons and surrender to the great burning wings." he uttered the dragon''s unique low accent: "otherwise, you will turn into ashes at the feet of Nari Andrea like a reptile run over by a wheel!"
"You stupid dragon, are you crazy about gain and loss?"
McNee said this in a tone of doubt and anger. If there was nothing wrong with his ears, did the red dragon just make it clear that he wanted to go to war with the leiren clan? He didn''t understand what caused the dragon to turn against each other in such a short time. Well, even if it had to be an enemy of the clan, McNee couldn''t understand how this guy could jump out and die like a low witted beast without planning, preparation and arrangement.
Maybe this is the red dragon.
But not to mention a young red dragon, even an old red dragon or even an ancient dragon, does not necessarily make McNee afraid. He is a legendary warrior, Lord thunder, king of iron castle and the God of dwarves. There is no title of "dragon butcher" in this series of titles, but maybe there will be one soon.
"Ha." the red dragon laughed contemptuously, "you will regret missing the opportunity to surrender, because you don''t know what you will face." as he said, the dragon''s sharp mouth gushed orange flame, and the battle began again after a short episode.
The red dragon issued a dragon roar equivalent to a large-scale deterrent spell, rushed towards McNee, and was undoubtedly beaten. Although he occupied the racial advantage, he was just a young dragon in his 30s. Nari''s scales could block the attack of conventional weapons, but could not resist the thunder Lord''s heavy axe and hammer, causing proud attacks Biting and tail flicking are as dull as sloths in front of the divine family soldiers. The battle has only been going on for a minute, and the red dragon, who claims to be the burning wing, has had many wounds.
The forelimbs it used to attack were cut bloody with a heavy axe. One claw was swollen and two teeth were broken. Even a hole was torn between the two horns of the head that was not easy to be injured - when the red dragon opened its mouth and bit down, he was accidentally caught by McNee and jumped on his head to chop an axe.
"Enough!"
The sweep failed again. After being pulled away by McNee, the red dragon roared angrily: "short-lived species that can only hide and run, do you think it''s useful? I''m not myself before, short-lived species, feel the real power!"
Its front paw was patted on the surface again. This sentence seemed to contain a magic spell. With the voice of the red dragon falling, a manic hurricane suddenly surged up in the northern castle, and an illusory blue flame lit up around it. The whole space seemed to be twisted. The turbulent power gushed out of the red dragon''s body, and it jumped more than one level in an instant.
"Stupid red dragon, don''t you understand what you''re doing? It''s not your power. You''ll kill yourself for your recklessness," McNee said coldly.
"I''ve made this power work for me!" the red dragon responded angrily. After a while, it smiled again: "you''re afraid, dwarf, I smell your fear."
"The thunder blade dwarf is not afraid of anything." McNee bent his knees, clenched his axe and hammer, and prepared to attack again.
"Really?" roared the red dragon, "I''ll let you see the truth!"
They rushed to each other at a speed beyond the reach of ordinary people''s naked eyes. The red dragon became no longer dull. It could keep up with the thunder Lord''s speed, even faster and stronger. The surging spirit could push its body action with an invincible attitude, making it almost achieve what it wanted. At this moment, the red dragon could influence the reality with its will and fabricate spells that could not have been mastered by it out of thin air, The command element is used by it.
The omnipotent taste satisfied the red dragon. It was full of strength. It almost indulged in the violent battle and bombarded McNee, but did not notice that its life potential was being rapidly reduced.
Caesar is not an omniscient God. He can''t improve the strength of Nari Andrea by several levels in a short time. The psionic seeds he left are essentially equivalent to a converter, which can convert the long-standing vitality of the Red Dragon into psionic powers it never had. The red dragon feels unparalleled power after activating the seeds. In fact, it is its own vigorous vitality, However, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Caesar did not tell nariath the principle and remind it to use it carefully.
This led narie to consume his vitality in the battle and wantonly squander his spiritual power. The long-lived red dragon would not notice anything unusual for a moment and a half, but mcnichol was killed. Narie, who has rich experience, may have a better level of spiritual power than Caesar at this time, and can suppress Lord thundering to the point where he can''t lift his head.
NARI crouched, his scales stretched back and forth, and the muscles under the scales were stretched like water. At this time, the place they fought had become a fiery hell. The red dragon is a subspecies of fire. Even if it uses psionics, it prefers to simulate the fire attribute to attack.
The ground is burning, everything is hot, and there is a smell of calcined metal in the air. Under the unbearable high temperature, ashes rise and fall in the castle, as if millions of undead were around.
"Boom!"
McNee pounded the low fort on the inner wall. These fortifications that were really invested by elsala could withstand the bombardment of magic guided guns. They were reinforced with more alchemy products than ordinary fortresses, but they fell apart in an instant. McNee reached the surface, and numerous cracks appeared under him and spread tens of meters away.
"Dong!"
Before he got up, the heavy fist of psionic power hit him hard in the chest. The armor forged by Prince ATTAS on Lord thunder was broken, and all the flashing inscriptions were extinguished and turned into ordinary metal.
The red dragon slammed the ground, and the mighty spirit energy ran through the ground. It was roasted solid. The ground was rotated and opened, and the gravel was broken. It seemed that there were some terrible creatures shuttling under the ground. The huge power was transmitted to McNee along the rock, squeezing and deforming the dwarf''s body, and the twisted lava was stacked layer by layer to wrap McNee firmly.
The red dragon breathed heavily, and the sudden surge of psionic energy constituted a huge burden on his body. Nari felt that he was about to lose his strength, but he still shouted, "is that all? Dwarf, you are really disappointing!"
It stopped and waited for a moment. After making sure that the opponent was stunned and unresponsive, it stepped forward, grabbed the huge rock ball with two front claws, drove the thunder blade dwarf who came to harass with its tail, flapped its wings and laboriously rose to the sky.
It was instructed to deal with McNee. The battle of the northern castle was none of its business.