The black dragon stretched out its wings that seed to cover the entire night sky, and a low laugh ca out of its huge mouth, awakening every tiny being.
Vereesa looked up again, her eyes wide open, and saw a horrifying face, narrow golden gem-like eyes flashing with ferocity under two pairs of huge horns, strong limbs full of explosive power, sharp long claws, and golden flas of death flowing from the bloody mouth.
Under the cover of night, its deep red stripes give it an appearance that is beyond imagination and terrifying, just like a legendary devil.
But what attracted her most was that...
All I see is tal.
The tal coating, which emitted a strange tallic luster under the light moonlight, almost covered the entire body of the black dragon.
As long as they reach the level of young dragons, the dragons' natural dragon scales have proven to be immune to most mortal weapons. Even a crossbow can hardly penetrate the dragon's natural scales.
Why does this dragon even wear armor to protect itself? What kind of tal is this armor made of?
No answer, anyone is fine, never seen tal like this before!
Although Vereesa had no impulse to shoot at it, she instinctively felt that it would be a waste of effort even if she shot her arrow at it. This tal armor clearly conveyed a sense of trance - it was so strong that it could not be penetrated by ordinary forces! And only a very powerful and self-centered dragon would endure the pain of having its body embedded in the alloy.
"Deathwing--" Vereesa repeated the nightmarish na in a low voice: "Deathwing Neltharion..."
In elven legend, long ago there were five great guardian dragons that represented the mystical and natural forces. So legends claim that Alexstrasza the Red symbolizes the true aning of life. Little is known about the other guardian dragons. The elves have felt their influence and even co into contact with them on different occasions, but the elven elders have never leaked more information about dragons.
However, among the great dragons, there was one that was already known to the world, and it made its way to the world before the other dragons.
Although it originally had a na of its own, it chose "Deathwing" as its title in order to better despise the weaker ones around it. Deathwing tried his best to destroy the worlds built by elves, humans, and dwarves. Even the oldest elders of the elves did not know what drove Deathwing to do this.
In private, the elves also gave it another na - the forgotten guardian dragon.
A short sentence contains more anings: abandoned responsibility, chaos, betrayal and anger. If Alexstrasza represents the true aning of life, then Deathwing interprets the power of destruction.
However, now there was such a giant dragon soaring in front of them, as if it was protecting them in its own way. Of course, there was another possibility, that Deathwing seed to have not noticed the existence of Vereesa and the Griffin Knights at all.
The red dragon in front of it can be considered its opponent, because Deathwing hates its own kind of other colors, so much so that other dragons will be torn to pieces rcilessly if they are touched by it.
A mont ago, the two red dragons were chasing prey smaller than themselves like a cat and a mouse.
A mont later, the prey beca themselves.
Deathwing stirred up a huge gust of wind, and like the night covering the earth, he rushed through the ranks of griffins and killed towards the opposite side.
After just one encounter, the smaller dragon was torn in half by Deathwing's huge right claw. In the eyes of mortals, the huge young red dragon was like a discarded broken toy, with blood, flesh and scales flying around, and without even a scream, it fell to the ground.
What terrible lethality!
The mortals below were stunned.
"It's incredible, uh..." Falstad muttered, "We were actually saved by the legendary evil dragon Deathwing."
The sudden scream seed to hit him in the face. He turned his head, and there was nothing in the direction where the scream ca from, but in the other corner of his vision, he saw the miserable state of his companions.
Flowing flas! The re flowing flas emitted when Deathwing swept across the sky had already caused the death of a dwarf knight and the griffin under him.
Just ten ters away, Falstad watched his companion being set on fire by an evil fla in front of him.
It was only a tiny fla, but after it touched the human body, the fla suddenly increased countless tis. From a spark, it beca a raging fire. The high temperature that followed caused the dwarf and the griffin below to burn their hair in the fire, peeling off their skin, revealing their burning muscles, bones and internal organs, and then their blood evaporated and turned into ashes.
For a mont, Falstad and Vereesa were stunned in mid-air.
My God, how many people have been infected?
An elf and a dwarf began to panic at the sa ti.
They twisted their necks to the limit, rolled their eyes, and searched.
When Vereesa saw Marian screaming, she jumped down. As a mage with the rogue jumping skill Slow Falling Technique, Marian jumped down with only a narrow escape at best.
She saw Gavinrad. The griffin the Paladin was riding should have been destroyed, but the Holy Light saved his life again. He seed to have activated the Holy Shield, and after enduring the flas for a mont, another skilled dwarf knight caught up with the falling Gavinrad and saved him.
Rhonin's griffin was blown away by the strong wind. It can be seen that the dwarf knight in front is trying hard to restore the griffin's balance. Although it is in a ss, it is not in any danger.
Duke...Huh? Where's Duke!?
Vereesa's heart was suddenly captured by fear!
The dragon's roar in the sky once again attracted everyone's attention.
Deathwing and the red dragon roared at each other in the air, and the deafening roars beca louder and louder.
A few seconds later, the two giant dragons collided with each other in mid-air. At that mont, the dark clouds in the entire sky seed to be swept away by the strong wind caused by their collision.
They all showed their claws and used their huge, long tails to attack each other frantically. The huge tails, which were more than ten ters long, were more terrifying than any battering ram in the world!
If it were hit, a small hill would probably collapse completely in the blink of an eye.
This was not a battle that humans could imagine based on the descriptions of bards alone. The destructive power and destruction displayed by the dragon reminded Vereesa for a mont of the legendary God of Destruction who specialized in destruction.
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