Emperor Dragon

Ten meters away.

The moment the magic circle emerged from the muzzle of the female mechanical warlock, the powerful intuition of a true dragon made Saga feel a vague crisis.

So, the young dragon crossed its claws and blocked the front.

Almost at the moment Saga raised the dragon claw, a magic bullet hit the back of the dragon claw covered with fine dragon scales.

The dragon scales shattered with a click, and the magic bullet tore Saga's skin and got stuck in the muscles.

The explosive magic bullet that could break rocks and explode steel only opened a harmless blood pit on the opponent's claws. The female mechanical warlock who saw this scene had a look of despair on her face.

Even if the explosive magic bullet hits the opponent's head, it will probably only leave a certain amount of damage, not even serious damage, unless it can hit a vital part such as the eye.

"It's just a young dragon, but its defense power is incredible. Is this the top magical creature?"

"It's just a young dragon. Its scales are stronger than steel. It can deal with our entire extraordinary team on its own, even if we are mediocre and not considered advanced."

"Dragon is a dragon. Why does such a terrifying creature exist? Even the most ordinary dragon requires outstanding human beings to fight against it... If it is a dragon with extraordinary talents, how should we face it... …”

The figure of the golden young dragon was reflected in her pupils. The female mechanical warlock couldn't stop sinking in her heart, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss and felt suffocated.

This was the first time she faced a real dragon, and she also deeply felt the gap between humans and dragons.

If we insist on comparing humans and dragons, according to a mechanical card game popular in the Magical Equipment Empire, the cost of redeeming cards represents the level, which represents the upper limit of talent, and the star level of the card represents the current level of strength.

Well, the Dragon God is a ten-fee card, and the most common dragon is a five-fee card, but elite soldiers who have undergone a series of rigorous training can barely reach the threshold of a one-fee card.

If humans and dragons are both one star, they are at the same level of life.

Then, as a dragon with a five-fee card, it can always crush those with a one-fee card, unless there are many people, or the one-fee card has reached two stars and three stars, exceeding the star rating of the five-fee card, or there is something extremely powerful. Only with the equipment and body protection can it be possible to compete with the dragon.

And Saga is no ordinary dragon.

Now, the entire adventurer team of the female mechanical warlock is about to be destroyed. The culprit is just a young dragon. Compared with the human age group, its age is like a baby learning to talk in swaddling clothes.

The female mechanical warlock's magic power has been almost exhausted and is difficult to maintain. The hand-cannon-like weapon is divided into two enchanted revolvers. Her physical strength has also been greatly drained. Now her legs are like lead, and her movements are slow and slow. .

the other side.

An obvious sense of pain came through, and the golden young dragon's claws were stained with blood, but its body did not pause at all.

Dragons can feel pain, but they are not sensitive to it, especially when they are mentally excited.

Therefore, they are often able to fight without fear of injury and are extremely brave.

Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters, seven meters. The female mechanical warlock, who had exhausted her methods, looked at the speeding young dragon, panicked, and hurriedly tried to distance herself.

But the next second, there seemed to be invisible big hands that instantly grabbed the female mechanical warlock's body, making her face flush and her body seemed to be stuck in a mire, as if it was covered with glue, making it difficult to move.

"Your dance of gunfire pleases me."

"For this I grant you death."

The face of the female mechanical warlock was reflected in the young dragon's golden dragon eyes, which already had a touch of majesty.

laugh! The blood-stained dragon claws clasped the mechanical warlock's head and wrapped it completely.

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The mechanical warlock was grabbed by Saga's head and carried up into the air. At the same time, he felt suffocated and struggled wildly.

Saga squeezed hard.

collapse!

Like a watermelon that was exploded.

The head exploded and red and white splashed to the ground.

A bright flower of blood bloomed on the ground.

Two enchanted revolvers also fell to the ground, the dark and cold metal structure stained with the blood of their original owners.

When facing Saga directly.

The Mechanicus kept praying to the Imperial Machine Spirit, but no miracle happened.

The so-called Imperial Machine Soul is a treasure that belongs to the Magic Machinery Empire, but Saga is not sure what it is specifically. Dragon inheritance is not omnipotent, and Thorn Island is actually far away from the Magic Machinery Empire. It is not possible to encounter machines. Warlock is something more surprising.

"What a pity. She is such a strong and beautiful woman."

He said it was a pity, but there was nothing sloppy about the young dragon's actions just now.

He is not much stronger than these people. In the ever-changing and uncontrollable battle, it is very stupid behavior in the eyes of a real dragon to show mercy to the enemy because of his appearance, gender, race, etc.

At this time, the sword broke off the trunk of a tree with a sword. There were several bloody claw marks on his chest. The seriously injured warrior barely stood up and staggered.

Saga, who killed the mechanical warlock with a headshot, landed on the ground just in time, his muscles in his limbs tightened, and then he rushed towards the warrior menacingly. A giant dragon hit him and flew him several feet into the air before falling heavily, making a dull sound. , splashing up a circle of dust.

puff!

The organs were broken in large areas, blood foam came out of the mouth of the soldier who fell to the ground, and his vision was blurred.

The little dragon is approaching step by step. The dragon horn on its head is beginning to look majestic. The curve is dangerous and sharp, and the top is as sharp as a sword. At the same time, the irregular multi-faceted crystal-like dragon scales inlaid on its body are like the best diamonds, and they seem to be brilliant. The gemstones and gold glowed dazzlingly under the sunlight, like a dream in the warrior's blurred vision.

There are fine pieces of snow falling from the sky at some point.

Corpses, snowflakes, blood, dragons... these factors together form a cruel and beautiful picture.

"You, 伱, what kind of dragon are you?"

Intermittent sounds came from the warrior's mouth.

Saga can understand Dragon Language, and at the same time, he can naturally understand and speak Common Language.

Facing a dying soldier who fought with him unyieldingly, Saga gave a compassionate reply.

"I am…………"

He originally wanted to answer that he was a red dragon.

But on second thought, the other party probably wouldn't believe what he said.

After all, the abilities he displayed had nothing to do with the red dragon, and the appearance and color were completely different.

"Then here's the problem."

"What kind of dragon am I supposed to be?"

As a mutant dragon, Saga was wondering if he should give himself a new dragon name, because even he couldn't believe it now that he was a red dragon.

Scratching the dragon horn on top of his head, the little dragon fell into deep thought.

After a brief thought, Saga felt that since he had already named the strange energy he controlled as power, he might as well use it as the name of the new dragon species, which was simple and crude.

"Power dragon."

Under the weak gaze of the seriously injured and dying warrior, Saga slowly spoke in Common Tongue.

At this moment, while receiving the answer from the little dragon, the seriously injured warrior also breathed his last.

call!

A gust of cold wind whizzed past, picking up a few snowflakes dyed red with blood, flying past the young dragon's eyes and reflected in a pair of golden pupils.

The cold wind is hunting and howling non-stop.

The baby dragon stood silently, bathed in the cold wind and fine snow.

At this point, the entire adventurer team was wiped out.

The power of force is beginning to take shape.

At the same time, the legendary dragon species Power Dragon, whose name will be resounding throughout the infinite time and space multiverse in the future, appeared for the first time on this day.

Unfortunately, no one knows.