Black Dragon Code

Nalie let out a low growl, gritted his teeth and stood up staggeringly. This burly red dragon looked so fragile now. Its body trembled violently, and it opened its eyes to look around.

It was morning, but the stars could be seen through the cracks in the space, and the mana vision appeared and disappeared, and the color was like torn wounds and ugly mud. This is the frightening power of the demigod-level spell bomb. In front of the dragon, Delin Ranft was watching it mockingly.

No time to pay attention to the enemy right in front of him, Nalie first lowered his head and opened his mouth, vomited out a pile of digestives, the intensity almost made people feel that it was about to vomit out its own internal organs, the aftermath of the explosion made it dizzy, and the erosion of mana would last forever decline.

"You made the explosion."

Naleth said intermittently, and fell back to the ground again in the meantime. His limp limbs made it completely incapable of fighting. It looked at Delin Ranft in front of it, and there was a panic in its eyes: "Even the cruelest Evil dragons would never do such a thing."

"What qualifications do you have to accuse me?" Delin held her staff, "Blood for blood, violence for violence, to correct your mistakes, you have to resort to all extreme measures."

"Roar!"

Nalie let out a roar, feeling both shocked and weak, but more of fear and fear. The Black Emperor gave it the command of the Black Wing Clan. This army that was supposed to sweep the central battlefield is now...

"You crazy!"

Delin didn't bother to answer at all. She raised her staff, and the residual effect of the spell bomb enhanced her spellcasting ability. The red dragon was hit hard and flipped into the sky, crushing a piece of weightless pumice and then drifting away into the distance.

The spreading ice frozen and imprisoned the red dragon's limbs. Delin sneered coldly and wove a spell with her fingers. She summoned the power of lightning out of thin air and threw a crackling ball of lightning towards the red dragon's body. The effect of the aftermath of the spell bomb was strengthened, and the ball lightning thrown casually could exert terrifying power. The red dragon screamed in pain, and fell from the air twitching.

A bone-piercing whirlwind engulfed it, but failed to allow Nalie to land successfully. There seemed to be a thousand blades hidden in the tornado, peeling off the scales of the red dragon one by one. Seeing the powerless appearance of this giant dragon with its teeth and claws open, Germany A burst of icy pleasure surged slowly but firmly in Lin's heart.

"It vomited again and again, black and red blood spurted from its mouth with fangs, most of its body was paralyzed by the lightning chain, and the storm blade was cutting its scales and skin. This must be extremely painful." Delin thought, " That's fine."

She moved closer to the red dragon, bringing her face closer to the red dragon's body, until she could smell the stench exhaled by the dragon's panting. Nalie looked down at her, and the dragon's vertical pupils were full of fear.

"Are you scared?"

Delin felt that her voice at this moment must be very vicious: "You should be afraid, because you are just a mad dog raised by others, a mad dog that should be slaughtered, as long as you leave the protection of your master, you will show weakness. Dragon! You spit on mercy, then You will not get mercy, if you want to be slaughtered, then you will be slaughtered most cruelly!"

Saying that, Delin could no longer restrain the surging emotions in her heart, and pierced the end of the staff used for casting spells into Nalie's chest, blood spurted out, covered her hands, and splashed on her cheeks.

The red dragon let out a cry of pain at first, and then couldn't help laughing. Delin didn't expect the beast to be able to laugh in this situation. She pulled out her staff,

Stabbing again, more blood sprayed out.

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

The red dragon let out a weak but mocking laugh, and the voice gradually increased: "Why should I be afraid of a dying person, an undead? Take a good look around, Delin Ranft, son of God-your time of death has come! "

Delin subconsciously looked around vigilantly. There were traces left by the Black Wing Clan in Orsay City all over the place, but the spell bomb completely destroyed them, and now only the wreckage remained. Strangely, after the red dragon's voice fell, Delin did experience a sense of palpitation, as if the dragon's words would become some kind of reality in the future, she looked at the wreckage around her, it was...

Delin blinked, and although it wasn't obvious, she found some luminous objects - some broken fragments of the Philosopher's Stone, pulsating bursts of spell power, they seemed fragile, but they could survive a near-annihilation. These things were preserved during the explosion. These things should be used by the Black Wing Clan to build a teleportation array. They wanted to build a large teleportation array across regions in the city of Orsay.

Delin's nerves were throbbing, which meant that the magic power was getting stronger, and the fragments of the Philosopher's Stone became brighter... This is unreasonable, they should lose their effectiveness, something is manipulating them! ?

She clasped her palms together subconsciously, trying to cast a spell to prevent the situation from continuing to evolve, but the red dragon roared excitedly in her ears: "It's too late!"

"Shut up!"

Delin lost her composure and screamed, a light blade formed behind her, cutting towards the red dragon's neck, different from the previous two staff piercings, this time Delin was completely murderous, this light blade was enhanced by the spell The effect is at the legendary level, and it stands to reason that it can directly cut off the head of this weak red dragon.

But the light blade dissipated as soon as it condensed, returning to the most basic elemental particles, the injured earth trembled violently, sharp lightning traversed the sky, violent storms appeared with thunder, those space cracks became more exaggerated, and the color of the magic vision diverse.

The world below, like a frightened child, utters the most hysterical screams.

A huge black shadow appeared over the city of Orsay. It is a dragon, but it is far more majestic than the red dragon Naleth Andrea. Its huge wings can completely cover streams and fields, and its powerful claws can easily tear Cracking the mountain peak, accompanied by dazzling waves of golden particles, the terrifying coercion made Delin unable to breathe for a while.

The black emperor on the supreme throne, the sole ruler of the northern world, the king of dragons, Caesar Altorrenzo Targaryen!

Delin Ranft suddenly felt nauseous, exhausted physically and mentally, and almost fell to the ground. The powerful dimensional coercion and lethal radiation enveloped the area the moment the Black Emperor appeared, even though Delin was flowing With pure blood of gods, but she is not a true god after all, nor is she a monster like Akleosis, so it is hard not to be affected by Caesar's various additional abilities.

"Nariel."

After appearing, the Black Winged King first stared at the red dragon below, and repeated voices echoed in the sky: "I am very disappointed in you."

Nalie lowered his head and prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to make a sound.

"However, you did one thing right in the end." Said, Caesar flapped his wings and landed, stretching out his sharp claws towards Delin Ranft: "Come on, little girl, come to me."

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