Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"Those who stubbornly resist will die!"

Doro carried the blood-fire battle ax and let out a roar.

The personal guards of the Duke's Palace were vulnerable to the attack of the hobgoblin army.

Every time Doro swung his battle ax, a bloody arc was drawn in mid-air, and several people would be cut off one after another, with blood splattering.

The archers in the distance wanted to shoot this terrifying monster, but the spears in the hands of the hobgoblin skirmishers made mixed gunfire sounds and plumes of green smoke.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just like the god of death counting the names, every time a gun fires, an archer falls - the improvement of firearms, the gift of dragon veins, and the training of war have made these hobgoblin skirmishers lethal weapons on small-scale battlefields, capable of easily Quickly eliminate a human army of hundreds of people.

Doluo wiped the blood on his face, spit out white smoke from his mouth, and said with a evil smile:

"Let's go get that ridiculous Duke."

"Let him see what hell is."

After months of peace, he had long been thirsty for war. Before the red dragon could appoint a candidate, he volunteered to participate in this lightning siege.

Previously, Doro's hobgoblin army was invincible and conquered several cities one after another, which also made him full of confidence.

The situation this time was just as he expected. The hobgoblin skirmishers equipped with the latest model of "Dragon Fire Spear" destroyed everything and ended the battle in a crushing manner.

But just now, when they defeated the city defense army, a long trumpet sound suddenly came from the city. The sound was very strange, making him feel cold all over, and also aroused a trace of suspicion.

"But... what exactly is that sound?"

Forget it, let’s catch the Duke first. "

Doro thought so.

A strong wind suddenly blew in the air.

A few snowflakes fell on Doro's face, making him shiver.

The dragon-veined hobgoblin, who didn't like the cold, scratched his head and shivered all over, with a puzzled look on his ugly face.

"Did I remember it wrong? It's obviously not winter yet."

"Why is it snowing?"

Even the Anzeta Wilderness, known as the "Springless Land", rarely gets the first snow so early, not to mention that it is still in a relatively warm city.

"call--"

However, the hurricane intensified, and the cold air spread everywhere, mixed with large boulders, and actually formed a small snow storm in mid-air.

Doro finally became vigilant. He clenched the tomahawk in his hand tremblingly, realizing that this snow storm generated out of thin air was by no means a natural phenomenon!

Doro immediately retreated and left the area, not forgetting to remind loudly:

"Attention! This is not an ordinary snowstorm!"

"That's a spell!"

The hobgoblins also quickly retreated, but the snow storm was like a living creature, chasing after them in the direction they retreated, roaring continuously.

"Damn, it's really a spell."

"Damn it, how could there be such a level of magic in this small place?"

"Those snake men in the Intelligence Department should all be shot!"

Doro looked back at the approaching snow storm and couldn't help but spit.

You must know that the power of the Principality of Norton is at the lowest level in the Burning Ember Kingdom. It does not even have much of a decent army, it is just a dog attached to Bosque. I never thought that a spell of this level would appear!

"Go to hell!"

I saw a giant with light blue skin and a ferocious expression appearing in the center of the snow storm.

He was suspended in the air, with a huge horn tied to his back, and the magic tattoos on his body shone with ice-blue light. He held an ice pick in his hand, like the master of the snowstorm - that was none other than Archduke Oliver.

At this moment, he was laughing wildly, with endless chill in his pupils, emitting a dazzling ice-blue light.

"Tremble, descendants of the reptiles!"

"Let you witness what true power is!"

"I am the blizzard!"

As he laughed, the snow storm surrounding him became more intense and its scope continued to expand.

The hobgoblin, who had no time to escape, only stayed in the extremely cold field for a moment, and his whole body became cold and stiff. He was even gradually covered with a layer of frost and turned into a standing ice sculpture, still maintaining the same posture as when he was alive.

"Look, then, is that the Duke?"

"Oh my God, what is this?"

"It's so cold..."

"I'm going to lose consciousness..."

The wind and snow were raging, and many residents in the city had no time to escape this terrible natural disaster.

Regardless of the lives of the residents in the city, Archduke Oliver exerted the power of the Everfrost Horn wantonly, turning a hundred meters around him into a white world, and ice sculptures of different shapes appeared on the snow-covered road.

"What the hell is this."

"That's definitely not a low-level spell!"

Doro said viciously while running away in a hurry. Even if he enters this realm of ice and snow, he probably won't be able to survive for a while.

"boom!"

When the dragon-veined goblin saw the snowstorm approaching, he threw down his battle ax without hesitation and jumped more than twenty meters, narrowly escaping from the snowstorm. Fortunately, the dragon vein gave him stronger skills, allowing him to escape faster.

"Family of the reptile, stop struggling!"

“You can’t fight a blizzard!”

Archduke Oliver, who controlled the blizzard, had no intention of giving up. He chased Doro all the way to the outskirts of the city. He wanted to completely destroy this so-called "jealous war madman" and make the hateful red dragon lose his henchmen.

"This can't go on like this!"

Doluo, who had already fled to the outskirts of the city, looked back and saw the approaching snow storm. He gritted his teeth with a livid face and squeezed the crimson crystal in his hand.

Doluo anxiously called for help toward the broken crystal.

"Master, save me!"

This is a communication crystal that only the leaders of the various clans in the Kingdom of Burning Ember can possess - the "Fire Dragon Crystal", which can directly contact the red dragon in critical moments.

Although the dragon-veined hobgoblin was not afraid of death in battle, he did not want to die from this spell without any reason, so he could only be brave and seek help from the red dragon.

"call--"

The wind and snow are roaring.

Doro hadn't completely given up resistance yet. He used up his last bit of strength and rushed towards Duke Oliver in the center of the snow storm.

"I'm going to tear you apart!"

But the white realm gradually enveloped him. The dragon-veined hobgoblin's huge body trembled and his movements gradually stiffened. His face covered with dragon scales was gradually coated with a layer of ice, and even his eyelids were covered with frost and snow.

But due to the hot and active red dragon blood in his body, he has a stronger vitality and is still not dead. Even his teeth are still chattering and his eyelids are still opening and closing slowly.

"damn it……"

"If you die like this, you will definitely be laughed at by that stupid ogre Trump."

"Can't...die here..."

At this critical moment of life and death, Doluo thought like this.

After just a few minutes in the extreme cold, he felt that his body was completely numb and he could not feel anything, and he found that his thinking was getting slower and slower, as if he was about to be frozen by the ice.