Into another world with Naruto

"Protect Your Highness."

Manel, whose face changed greatly, gave an order, and three thousand berserker warriors instantly surrounded Feilin. The powerful dragon power stimulated the nerves of every berserker warrior. They could not imagine how powerful the dragon must be to have such a powerful one. The momentum, the dragon's power that rises and falls with the dragon's roar echoes around the world, as if everything in the world has no meaning except the dragon's power.

Many berserker breathing has begun to become rapid, their eyes are blood red, and their bodies have begun to rise and fall with rapid breathing. This is a precursor to the instinct of life that stimulates them to start going berserk at a critical moment.

"Chief, don't be nervous. This is the Lord of the Wasteland. My lover is summoning the undead dragon. There should be an emergency in the wasteland and there is no hostility." Feilin immediately comforted these berserker warriors who were about to be stimulated into madness. If people go crazy when they first arrive, they will cause irreparable damage to this newborn town.

"Immortal dragon?" Manel spat out these words with difficulty. In this place where the power of the dragon seemed to be materialized, even though his strength was close to level seven, he still felt breathless. His strength had dropped by several percent. There was nothing he could do. The dragon at the top of the food chain has this ability.

"boom"

A giant dragon with a body length of more than a hundred meters and a slightly thin body crawled out from the ground. There was no emotion in the dark eyes, and it was completely a cold killing machine.

"Boom-boom-boom"

Giant dragons crawled out of the ground one after another. After a few breaths, Manel's shocked eyes saw a hundred giant dragons appearing in front of him.

All the creatures raised their heads in awe, and the huge group of dragons were flying in the air, like a cloud blocking the sun, making the entire city fall under the shadow of the dragons.

The strong wind flapping the dragon's wings slapped every living being's face unbridled. The cold howling wind was accompanied by the blinding snowflakes. Every living being bowed down under such power. All sounds disappeared except The roar of the dragon flying by made the ears on both sides of the head seem to have become decorations.

It's so powerful that a hundred giant dragons can send them all to hell with just a few breaths. No one can be their opponent. Even some cities with big forces are not willing to face such opponents. Fortunately, Dragons are not social creatures, but solitary.

Manel narrowed his eyes to small slits and refused to let go of any detail to observe these giant dragons. They no longer had shining dragon scales, replaced by black lines that looked like cracks. These were indeed not normal dragons. , but undead creatures without the breath of life.

A black figure suddenly appeared on top of a hundred-meter-long ancient dragon. All the dragons immediately worshiped him as the center. The proud dragon heads bowed their heads one after another. Manel guessed that this was the wasteland that His Highness Feilin mentioned just now. Lord.

Sure enough, the moment this man appeared, he turned his attention to them, nodded slightly, and said, "Feilin, you first receive your friends from afar. Something happened in the south. I'll go take a look."

"Go early and come back early." Feilin was like a virtuous wife who sent her husband to work every day. She asked her kindly without asking whether there was any danger.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

"boom"

A hundred giant dragons flapped their dragon wings neatly and shot out. It was like the vibration of a volcano one second before it erupted. The ground underfoot, which gave people a sense of security, couldn't help but tremble.

As the dragons moved away, everything returned to its original quiet state. Feilin smiled and said to Manel, who was still staring at the direction of the dragons' departure and refused to move his gaze: "Chief, don't be surprised by some small things. Come and have a rest with me first, and we will discuss the specific arrangements in a few days."

The figures of the giant dragons have not disappeared yet. The eyes of the berserker warriors have been unable to recover for a long time, as if they are welded to the bodies of these giant dragons. This kind of top-level combat power cannot be ignored by anyone, let alone a hundred of them. This is A sight that has never happened before in history.

"It's all up to Your Highness." Manel, who barely managed to calm down, looked at the ruined city in front of him, and suddenly realized that he didn't know many things. The three thousand mad warriors of his clan were not that powerful. Find someone to inquire carefully, and then from the corner of his eyes, he looks at his son, Nohan, who went out to make a living a few years ago.

..........

Each bugbear with a human head tied around his waist was panting and running after his boss. The white breath that kept coming out and the hoarse gasps in his throat showed that these bugbears had reached their limit. Originally, the bugbears had reached their limit. There should be a team of ten ordinary bugbears, but now there are only five left, which is half less.

"Boss...Boss, we can't get rid of them."

A bugbear looked back and saw that a hundred squadrons of cavalry were following not far behind them. If it hadn't been for the guidance of the Silkworm God, who told them to take this broken road full of sharp stones, it would have been abandoned. Due to the cavalry advantage of the pursuers, they were overtaken long ago.

Biarru and Milua, whose whole bodies were covered with black marks, also consumed a lot of physical strength. Originally, they were able to chop off the heads of these intruders with overwhelming force. The number of heads had accumulated to more than 50, but they didn't know when. A large number of enemies suddenly appeared in the wasteland.

At first glance, these people are veterans who have been in the killing field for many years. At least half of the squadron must appear at the same time. Their strength is level three or above. They are well-equipped and have tacit cooperation. They can deal with big guys like them who only rely on their physical advantages to bully others. In other words, it is an enemy that is difficult to contend with.

As soon as they appeared, they used an absolute advantage to kill the squad led by the Guards. They were caught off guard and all the squad, including Biyalu's squad, fell into crisis.

In the first battle, if Biyaru and Milua hadn't relied on the power of the double curse seal to open the gap, they would all have been blamed here.

At the critical moment, Biyalu remembered what his master said before leaving, "In times of crisis, you can shout the name of the silkworm god Alice." Biyalu didn't know what this meant, but he believed in Li Xi, so He immediately called Alice's name sincerely according to Li Xi's instructions.

As a result, inexplicable arrow guidance appeared on the ground, leading them to an area full of gravel that was not conducive to cavalry walking.

But in this situation, we can only temporarily distance ourselves, and being caught up is already a foreseeable outcome.

"Don't worry, the master will come to save us." Biaru can escape alone. The second level curse seal is activated, and his strength is close to level seven. This strength is completely at the master level.

It's just that if he escapes, none of these men will survive. These are the master's precious combat resources. It is impossible for Biaru to give up on them. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Biaru will not give up.

Among the pursuers behind them, someone looked at the backs of Biaru and the others and said uneasily to a man who had been sitting high on the horse: "Sir, we have chased five hourglasses. If we go further, We are about to go deep into the wasteland, and if we encounter the Lord of the Wasteland, none of us will be able to go back."

This man looked past Biaru and the others to the far north. The madness in his eyes seemed to make him forget about life and death. "Don't worry, those two people have some secret skills, but they are not enough for us to go back." , follow it first and see if you can gain more."

"Praise be to our great and glorious Lord, if we can attract evil heretics, our mission will be accomplished."

The entire squadron looked crazy and murmured to themselves: "Praise my Lord."

It seems that the gravel road on the ground is very difficult to walk, but the pursuers of this squadron always keep the same distance behind Biaru and the others. No matter whether Biaru and the others are fast or slow, the distance does not change at all. It seems that compared with Yalu and the others are the hooks in the hands of fishermen.

.......

"Roar"

On the other side of the wasteland, giant dragons lined up in the sky and plowed the ground with their breath.

There are hundreds of outsiders there who are chasing two guards who have activated the power of double curses. They are well-equipped and advance and retreat in an orderly manner. Their individual strength is not as good as Li Xi's guards, but their tactics are reasonable. , vaguely showing the skill of combined attack, and then suppressed the two guards and beat them.

Their war horses have broad bones under their crotches, and the exposed war horse teeth are not the molars of herbivores, but sharp teeth. It is obvious that they are high-level mixed-blood war horses. Each look has a firm look, and they are helpless in the face of the dragon's attack. He was so panicked that he looked like he was no ordinary wandering warrior.

A prisoner who was caught in the sky fell down and fell into eight pieces on the ground. Li Xi also knew the details of these people.

They were spies, advance teams, vanguard officers from major temples, or cannon fodder to test Li Xi. They all came to the wasteland with the thought of death in order to force Li Xi out. Originally, they wanted to drive away these guards. , and waited until there was another small-scale war in Xiaopocheng.

As a result, before half a day had passed, Li Xi came and opened the way with a hundred giant dragons. Such power was beyond their imagination.

The torches of humanity on the ground were burning rapidly, and they fell to the ground after only a few steps. The dragon's breath burned at a higher temperature than normal, and once it was ignited, it was difficult to extinguish.

Because of the rush of the battle, a lot of news came from the Orc Empire. Some people or gods did not believe it, so before the official holy war, there was a series of trials, and the lives of these people were exchanged for Li Xi's information. .

And because the Human Empire did not express its position, they could not set off directly, so they mingled with the wandering warriors and those teams with a strong sense of justice. They waited until they left the border of the Human Empire and arrived in the wasteland, and then they reunited. It was this kind of operation that allowed them to avoid Lawrence's eyes, so that Li Xi didn't get any information before. Now that he knew it, he saw these guys beating his Guardsmen in one fell swoop until they shouted for help.

"Since they want to see it, let them see it as much as they can. Within one day, I will plow the entire southern part of the wasteland."

Listening to the last screams as the ground burned, Li Xi waved his hand, and a hundred giant dragons, like a neat formation woven together, began bombarding indiscriminately along the edge of the wasteland.

The Lord's Mansion of Bixue City,

Alma stood in front of the window with a gloomy face, looking towards the north uneasily. The staff that was usually stored in the space ring was already in his hand, and the joints on his palm were green and white, as if there was an energy storm. Brewing.

"Your Highness, this must be a killing day." Alma said with a heavy face to Feimo who came to her side. The dragon's breath galloping in the distance reminded Alma of the day of the war. The passing of countless creatures was a sign of wisdom. The cruel deprivation of life.

"Did he do it?" Feimo's strength is not strong, and his perception ability is far from the same level as Alma, the great mage.

Alma stretched out her finger and pointed to the north, "At least a hundred giant dragons are fighting. The dragon's power is full of the breath of death. Such power is almost invincible. All I can imagine is the tragic death of countless lives. He is Killing, wanton killing.”

"How could he be like this?" Alma was angry, and the twitching facial muscles made him look like an angry lion. "If this continues, everyone in the world will become his enemy. Does he also want to imitate Gagaro? Occupy a plane and never come out for the rest of your life?"

"Strength is not the capital for his misdeeds. He is falling into darkness."

Unlike Alma's pessimism, Feimo was very optimistic, "Master, you don't have to be so pessimistic. As far as I know, he is not the kind of person who kills. As long as no one provokes him, everything will be fine. "

"Besides, with such a powerful friend guarding the north, how many fewer people will die every year? You can't ignore these beneficial places!"

"Alas" Alma sighed. He, who was originally known as a battle mage, began to become as sentimental as a woman in the face of the current situation. "Your Highness, how many people have to die in order to reach a peaceful situation?"

"50?"

"100?"

"Or 200 million?"

"These are not cold numbers, but they are living lives. Orcs, holy wars prepared by major temples, dragons, and people we don't know. How many people are needed to fill up this meaningless battle? I have already imagined that this winter will be bloody, a dark page that history least wants to record."

Faced with Alma's heartache, Feimo smiled, and his smile was full of ruthlessness. In the eyes of politicians like them, numbers are just numbers, and they will never become living people, and they will achieve the best benefit for themselves in every change. The situation is what they want to do. As for the dead life, time will teach people to forget and teach people to give birth again.

This is the truth, but she can't say this, "Master, these matters are not something we can decide. Let's leave it to the gods to consider. Instead of millions of casualties, I hope a few gods fall here. With a few gods, this world can be a little quieter, don't you think?"

"After all, gods are the most shameless existences in this world!"