Chapter 298 Flame Dragon Next

Killing, killing that doesn't sleep at night!

The Warcraft Legion in the secret place of the Holy Land seems to have endless power, launching waves of crazy attacks on the barbarian fortress night after night, and also putting the garrisons and mercenaries guarding the fortress under unimaginable pressure.

Inside and outside the city wall, the corpses of the warcraft are stacked higher and higher. The warcraft outside the city can go straight up to the wall without the help of the earth dragon beast to rush to the hill piled up with corpses and fight fiercely with the defenders.

The casualties of the garrison warriors and mercenaries have gradually increased. If the garrison had not sent several top strongmen in the fortress to kill dozens of high-level warcraft in one go, I'm afraid the situation would have been even worse.

Leon held on to the first wall for five days, during which he only returned home once, and after a while with Mu Liwen, he hurried back.

But the endless slaughter did not destroy his will. Instead, it made his strength more and more consolidated in the battle. The warcraft fallen under the dragon sword was extracted from the soul, moistening and strengthening the soul-eating magic costume.

After five days of bloody battle, Leon could feel that he was only one step away from breaking through level six.

"They rushed up!"

The lion knight roared loudly, and a pair of blood-blooded lion eyes were full of manic violence.

The middle-aged commander, like Leon, stayed on the wall for five days and five nights. His strength was not as strong as Leon, and he did not have a soul-eating suit magic weapon, which was all supported by amazing perseverance.

But up to now, he is also at the end of the crossbow. If Leon hadn't rescued him from time to time, he would have been under the attack of Warcraft.

Up to now, the massive cannon fodder of the Warcraft Legion has been basically exhausted, and the number of Warcrafts invested in the attack has been greatly reduced, but the level of strength has been greatly improved, which is more difficult to deal with.

Dozens of four-level wind shadow wolves and five or six-headed five-level dragon armor beasts rushed along the corpse mountain to the wall defended by Leon and others. Most of the heavy crossbows on the wall were damaged in the battle, and the arrows were almost used. Only a few that could be used could not intercept these strong monsters at all.

The speed of the wind shadow wolf is amazing, and the claws can also release the wind blade. The dragon armor beast's defense is amazing and can spit fireballs. None of them is easy to deal with.

This section of the city wall where Leon is located was originally defended by hundreds of garrison warriors and mercenaries, but now there are only half of the casualties left after the battle, and most of them are injured. The threat of these dozens of medium and high-level monsters is absolutely great.

"Kill!"

At this time, Leon finally used his killer weapon.

The eight-sided magic armor suddenly appeared outside his body, flying past the upper end of the wall in an instant, tearing the air and making a shuddering roar.

The wind shadow wolf who had just rushed up was caught off guard. In the attack wave formed by the eight-sided magic armor, he screamed and was cut in two pieces, and the blood mixed with internal organs sprayed all over the ground.

More than a dozen wind shadow wolves were killed almost at the same time, and the mercenaries were immediately refreshed.

But Leon's means were more than that. He suddenly took a big step forward and stepped on the ground with his right foot boots.

The boots fell out, and a circle of red light suddenly appeared, and then spread around with lightning speed, covering everyone within dozens of steps.

All the warriors and mercenaries in the range have a faint blood light on their bodies at the same time, their bodies suddenly expand, and the bones of the whole body make a popping sound like fried beans.

They didn't understand what was going on, but everyone felt that their strength suddenly surged, and with the fighting spirit, they climbed to the peak in an instant. They couldn't help roaring and waving their weapons to kill the attacking Warcraft.

Aura of power!

This is the third blessed warrior talent magic obtained by Leon after being promoted to a five-level soul ring warrior.

The power aura is a range gain magic. After release, it can make Leon and all his comrades-in-arms around him improve their strength for up to half a time.

One release of the aura of power needs to consume all the faith power accumulated by Leon. If he hadn't seen the critical situation, he would not have taken out the trump card.

However, the effect of this magic aura is extremely obvious. All the warriors affected by the aura seemed to have swallowed the stimulants and desperately killed the rushing warcraft. Even the dragon armor with amazing defense was cut into pieces by the destroyed armor under the chaotic axe.

This wave of Warcraft attacks was hardened, and everyone was a little relieved, because it seemed that the number of monsters outside the city was not large, and it was impossible to make a comeback immediately.

But at this time, something that no one expected happened.

"Flying dragon, it's a flying dragon!"

Suddenly, someone shouted almost in despair, and everyone couldn't help looking up at the sky.

Dozens of huge shadows appeared on the sky in the distance, flying quickly towards the fortress.

How sharp Leon's eyes are, and it's daytime, so he can see the true face of these shadows at a glance.

It is a terrible flying warcraft. They have huge bodies and amazing wings, ferocious heads, dark scales, flashing claws, and the black breath in their mouths. They are the hegemony in the secret land of the Holy Land - the dragon!

The sharp thorns protruding from the backs of these magic dragons can easily distinguish them as six-level thorn flying dragons. Although the thorn flying dragons are not the most powerful magic dragons, dozens of them are gathered enough to easily sweep the empty cavalry power of the barren fortress.

And the most terrible thing is that in the middle of this group of thorny dragons, there is a more huge and dark red demon dragon.

The Blazing Dragon!

This is the ultimate overlord in the first realm of the Holy Land, the seven-level fire dragon!

The flaming demon dragon is almost legendary in the first realm of the holy land. No one has ever dared to challenge its majesty. It is said that there was a powerful mercenary regiment that had an unintentional encounter in the depths of the secret forest. As a result, hundreds of warriors only escaped back a few.

The body of this magic dragon is burning with flames. It is like a proud king, soaring above the sky and coming over the barbarian fortress.

There is no doubt that this flaming dragon is definitely the behind-the-scenes leader of this unprecedented Warcraft siege. When it led dozens of thorny dragons to appear, the tide of warcraft appeared again on all sides of the barbarian fortress.

The final battle!

This is definitely the last attack of the Warcraft Legion, and the barbarian fortress that has stood for hundreds of years is on the most critical edge.

Wow! ~ The desolate and majestic horn sounded in the fortress, and the few remaining reserves of the garrison rushed to the wall, and a circle of magic auras shone like a free money on everyone.

Everyone understands that if they can't resist this wave of attacks, no one can be spared.

"Brothers of Bemon!" A senior commander of the gircon roared, and his hoarse voice echoed on the wall: "Bere behind us is Bemon's home in the Holy Land. We have made countless sacrifices for it. We must not let it be lost in our hands, even if we give our lives!"

"Opa is on the top, for Bemon, fight to the end!"

"Fight to the end!"

Thousands of warriors and mercenaries shouted with all their strength. They held the weapons in their hands hard, their eyes were ferocious, and the tragic atmosphere spread on the wall.

No one retreats, no one is timid!

For thousands of years, the brave, fearless and sacrificing spirit of the Bemon orcs have shined the most brilliantly on them. Those who were seriously injured and lost their limbs in the battle also gritted their teeth and climbed up the wall.

For Bemon!

In an instant, Leon had the impulse to shed tears. He held the magic dragon sword in his hand, and his blood was boiling all over his body. He had never been as eager to fight as he was at this moment.

The belief divine power, which was originally consumed, was suddenly filled with the soul core!

Hop! ~ The roar of the magic dragon came from the sky, and the powerful magic dragon army finally came to the sky of the fortress, and a thorny dragon spewed a black light ball towards the defense shield of the fortress.

After five days and five nights of fierce battle, the shield of the defense array is far worse than before. When it is hit by the black ball, the whole mask begins to fluctuate violently.

The pagoda and arrow tower in the fortress immediately launched a counterattack, and the beams of light pierced the sky and shot at the magic dragon.

But these magic dragons are very cunning. They quickly dispersed and dodge the gunfire from the fortress with a flexible flight that is not commensurate with their bodies. They can't dodge it and carry it with their own mana armor.

On the wall, the guards fought fiercely with the crazy rushing Warcraft.

Reon waved the dragon sword to the front, and the eight magic armors flew outside him, hitting the attacking warcraft out, and every time he waved a sword, he was bound to kill a warcraft.

After having the soul-eating gloves, the protective armor will no longer hinder the attack, which greatly improves Leon's combat effectiveness.

But Leon knows very well that the decisive battlefield is not here, but in the sky!

When dozens of magic dragons attracted the firepower of the pagoda, the flaming magic dragon suddenly sloped down from the high sky and spewed out a long breath as thick as a bucket in the air, only a few dozen steps away from the fortress's magic shield.

Boom!

The Fata in the fortress had no time to intercept it at all. The flames bombarded the defense shield heavily, and immediately produced an earth-shaking explosion.

Flames flying, a barrier enough to resist the forbidden spell, was unexpectedly blown open a big hole. Although this was not enough to make the whole defense mask collapse, it was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

And the flaming magic dragon converged its wings to accelerate the dive and rushed straight into the sky of the fortress from the broken loophole.

Seeing that it was about to hit a high tower, the powerful magic dragon spread its wings again and slid in the direction of the city wall.

While turning around, its wings swept fiercely through the upper part of the pagoda, and unexpectedly broke the solid pagoda!

It's immortal. The direction of its dive is the eastern wall guarded by Leon!

(to be continued)