Soul of Burning Steel

The storm swept across the earth like the wildest giant, shaking the trees and rolling the South China Sea.

In the far south and far sea, Edda Grey Island, the seven sacred mountains that had been calm and calm due to the magic circle are now shrouded in cold rain. In the vertical and horizontal thunder, you can hear the sound of dragons and killings from the island.

With the scepter of the hand post, Pastor Guevara wiped the blood from his forehead, kicked off the head of a smashed flying dragon by his foot, and then leaned on the door post of the temple, violently convulsing.

The smell of iron filled his mouth, and the war came to an end.

In front of the shore temple near the island, there are fragments of mad dragon corpses, which are mixed with some puppet parts. The smell of blood is mixed with the rancid smell of the dragon's body, forming an indescribable smell. It's like canned herring, a specialty of Magal Island in Xishan. Ordinary people will retching if they just smell it.

But the strong pastor ignored the smell.

He has long been accustomed to the rancid corpse.

Since the mad dragon surrounded the holy mountain, such battles have often occurred. The flying dragons could not help the shrine’s magical defense, and the sparsely numbered priests could not truly defeat the large number of dragons and beasts. The two sides spread out on all corners of the island. Fragile and fierce offensive and defensive battles left a large number of corpses.

Gray Island is now full of corpses, scattered dragon wings and limbs, broken dragon bodies and heads scattered all over the place, turning the originally holy holy land into a butcher shop in a slum, exuding the stench of inferior carrion.

After regaining a bit of energy, Guevara's eyes solidified. He looked around the corpse before the temple, and then looked towards the sky. The **** dragons, led by several wounded powerful dragons, were neighing and fleeing to the sky. , And behind them, is the light flow of several magical arts.

Today, the fourth wave of Crazy Dragon's attack failed again, but the priest did not feel half happy, but extremely heavy.

The black dragons besieging the sacred mountain are as large as one hundred thousand. Even if they are powerful, the five wise dragons have less than a thousand heads. That is an extremely terrifying force. If they gather their full strength, they will be enough to turn the far south into flat ground. Only those forces with legendary powerhouses can survive. The reason why they can now have the upper hand is only because those mad dragons are just victims to consume their energy, not the real main force of the other party.

It is not the first time that Guevara has participated in this kind of defensive war. He also participated in the last battle of the deep-sea monsters raiding the holy mountain. He also used the magic to kill a ten-armed badge.

But for the first time the pastor felt that the holy mountain would lose in this war.

"Guevara, how many puppet guards are there?"

Inside the temple, I heard the tired voices of my colleagues, mixed with the chants produced by the maintenance rituals of many middle-ranked priests, the strong priest who fell into contemplation recovered, and then replied loudly: "It's all gone, just now the crazy dragon There is a blue dragon mixed in it, and in order to keep its head, there is not a single magic puppet left."

"Damn, you have to save some use. These puppets are all silver-tiered fine products!" An angry reprimand was heard from inside the temple, but the voice then sighed: "Forget it, the ceremony is about to end, we too Able to abandon this dangerous coastal temple and return to the central temple area for defense."

What kind of ritual needs to be launched at the same time by the 13 temples on the west coast of the island? Continue even in such a dangerous situation?

Guevara swallowed this sentence back to his stomach. He is not the kind of person who would question the order. Although the order from the central temple area is very weird, but these priests only need to obey orders to know, in order to ensure After the mission was completed, the Central Temple dispatched seventeen golden priests and paladins, as well as twice this number of intermediate priests, and hundreds of steel puppet guards. This strength is sufficient to maintain two lines of defense. Defeated several mad dragon brigades led by giant dragons.

And this is just to ensure that the ceremony, which takes half an hour, can be completed smoothly.

In the sky, a spot of light suddenly lit up, and then there were four slender red beams of light. These beams of light penetrated the clouds, and then produced a violent explosion. The blazing fire swept away the clouds and mist, causing hundreds of dragons and beasts. The corpses fell one after another.

Guevara glanced at the place where the red light was lit, then nodded appreciatively.

It was reinforcements from the empire, the artillery fire of a floating warship.

More than ten days ago, a flying steel battleship broke through the blockade of the mad dragon and came to the sky above the holy mountain. It is said that this battleship named Gale was the aid of the church and the Northern Empire after a deal. Originally, the priest still had a bit of prejudice against this seemingly fragile steel battleship, and he was also dissatisfied with the petty empire that sent only one battleship. But in the defensive battle that followed soon after, the stereotyped impression was so fierce. The gunfire completely shattered.

This floating warship does not have much resistance to the strong assaults, but it is extremely powerful against the suppression of the ordinary mad flying dragons that are less than the gold level. It is a warship worth ten golden priests at the same time. The fierce firepower is far beyond everyone's imagination, forty alchemy artillery tilting the rain, can kill a dozen black dragons in an instant.

It has almost no shortcomings except for fighting at full strength for more than ten minutes and turning off the flame to cool down.

Thanks to the blessing of this battleship and the puppet escort, there have been no major casualties on the holy mountain so far. Although everyone is tired, the foundation is not damaged.

The icy rain mixed with the cold wind fell, dispelling the stench around the temple, and Che Guevara, who was guarding his colleagues during the ceremony, suddenly felt something wrong.

The Ada Grey Island where the Holy Mountain is located is itself a huge magical circle. It can control the weather within a radius of nearly a thousand square kilometers and stop the storm. Now, whether it is cloud or rain, it is surrounded by the Wulong clan. The unnatural magic celestial phenomena set off to facilitate the invasion will stop temporarily when the invasion is over.

But... why hasn't it stopped?

"Fifth wave! Ready to meet the enemy!" From another temple not far away, there was a loud roar: "The ceremony is about to be completed! These tens of seconds!"

"Fuck!" Hearing the dragons from the sky, Che Guevara slammed his spirits. He raised the scepter in his hand and looked up at the dark shadows that quickly passed by in the sky. A hint of white light floated around the priest. Point, loudly roared: "There is no end!"

The shrine, which was stained with countless dragon blood, also showed brilliance. The magical array inscribed in it echoed the priest's holy light, forming a translucent barrier.

In the sky and clouds, countless berserk flying dragons flew out, and several real dragons were mixed in them, commanding these unwise dragons and beasts. Most of the dragon beasts rushed to the towering sacred mountain and the surrounding central temple area, but a small part scattered and rushed towards the scattered temples all over the island.

Hundreds of mad flying dragons swarmed towards the temple guarded by Che Guevara, the strong priest raised his brows, and the scepter in his hand squatted on the ground, and then spread out a ring of holy light.

Behind him, there was a chant involving time and space. Inexplicable power was transmitted from the thirteen temples, and a huge pyloric door was outlined above the western shore.

But Guevara didn't have time to pay attention to the door door above his head. All his attention was on the ferocious lizards in front of him. The priest solemnly controlled the magical array of the entire temple, ready to deal with the impact.

But the expected shock did not come.

The quiet gate was completely completed at the moment when the flying dragon leaned forward and charged, and a huge ark nearly two hundred meters long fell from the sky in this way.

boom! ! ! !

The damaged ark covered with scars fell to the ground from a height of tens of meters. The impact of the terrifying weight caused the soil to fluctuate like the surface of the water. Even the mad flying dragon made a long cry in fright, then turned his head back to return to the ground. The sky is ready for the next shock.

"Seven gods are on top, what is this?"

Mr. Guevara, who was originally fearless, was shocked to take a breath. He didn’t even know what the ritual of his guard was done, so he lacked psychological preparation for the ark that fell from the sky, let alone the ark. The breath of the abyss made the priest feel uncomfortable.

The purification ability of the holy mountain easily eliminated the remaining abyssal aura on the ark, and the order fluctuations brought by the glow on the top of the fire also made Guevara understand that this is a huge ship belonging to the church, and he immediately thought about it. Knowing that the ritual performed by myself and others is not about summoning this huge ship back to the holy mountain.

But now is not the time to think about this. Just when the priest’s attention was attracted by the Ark, and a little lost, a strong alienated flying dragon saw the right time and swooped down from the sky. Its speed surpassed the sound for a moment and brought it up. There was a sharp explosion.

The advance of flying dragons is one of their most difficult attacks to defend. The huge body of more than ten meters long with its own huge mass is enough to break through most of the shields. Even gold-ranked fighters must be careful not to be lost by them. Balanced, only hearing the crisp sound of glass shattering, the translucent barrier around the temple was shattered, and the alienated flying dragon also rushed towards the Chevala who had just reacted.

Between the sparks and flints, the pastor's heart tightened. He knew that he was terrible and auspicious.

However, a huge steel plate flew across the air suddenly, smashing the flying dragon that had been ten meters in front of Che Guevara, and then hit the temple wall not far away, making a huge roar.

"……what?"

After blinking his eyes, the strong priest shuddered suddenly. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the place where the steel plate fell. The body of the alienated flying dragon, which had only been half left, was still twitching. Half of its body was compressed by the white steel plate. The meatloaf was pasted on the wall, and on the solid wall where the temple had not been damaged even after many battles, a large cobweb-like crack appeared centered on it, and half of the temple was crumbling.

In mid-air, hundreds of mad flying dragons couldn't help but not take advantage of the opportunity of shattering the temple barrier to continue their attack. Instead, they flew upside down in fear, as if there was something terrifying ahead. This was the first time that Che Guevara saw loss. The wise dragon beast showed fear.

Those dragons and beasts also failed to escape. From the broken ark, a black and red line of vindictiveness suddenly flew out. This line looked unremarkable, but the speed was extremely fast. Only a few flashes, most of the black dragons were killed. The line was divided into two, and the body gushing with dragon blood fell straight down and fell to the ground.

In addition, a beam of light composed of holy lights rose from the ark and wiped out all the remaining flying dragons. Noting the abnormality in this direction, a large swarm of flying dragons emerged from the sky, including several real dragons. Leading the team, they quickly flew to the west of the island, preparing to completely empty the scattered temples nearby.

But halfway through the flight, the whole group of dragons turned around. They were hovering in the air, not daring to attack rashly. The leading dragons looked at each other in the air, and these wise beings felt a chill in the same place.

At this moment, a team of people walked out of the ark.

Two paladins, a nun, and a warrior with black hair and red eyes led the way.

Qiao Xiu raised his head and looked at the sky. With the wandering dragons and the thunder tearing through the clouds, he touched his chin with some doubts: "The crazy dragon launched the general attack? Not so fast?"

Before the typhoon in the distant sea, the magical array of the holy mountain has not been suppressed by nature. As long as the Wulong tribe is not crazy, they will not besiege the holy mountain at this time.

But the current situation is indeed not good. The soldier stood on the ark and glanced at the surroundings condescendingly. The gray island was full of the corpses of the mad dragon, and there were a lot of broken parts of the puppet guard.

The puppet guard of the church is a powerful construct of divine art. Its cost is extremely low. It only needs fine forged steel and a core of art to form it spontaneously. These steel guards are generally humanoids. They have the strength of medium and high-level silver, and they are not afraid of pain and death. In addition to not producing energy, they can only be made by high-level priests, and they have almost no shortcomings.

Today, just where Joshua can see, there are thousands of damaged puppet guards, which is equivalent to the inventory of the holy mountain for one year. You must know that if there is no order, the church will not make so many puppets.

"Holy Mountain is tentatively attacking the crazy dragon."

Saya took a step forward, and golden light patterns lit up all over her body, forming a figure of an angel like a simple stroke. A faint light circle hovered over the head of the great nun, accumulating the power of the holy light: "It seems that the timing of our return is wrong."

"No, isn't that right."

Joshua looked at each other with the two Paladins beside him. He, Robzek and Loranda showed a wild smile at the same time: "You guys are well rested."

"You have just fought with Mandagar with all your strength. We should ask you this sentence." The blond Paladin replied faintly. Because of the brain-eating worm, he couldn't help in the battle against the crystal dragon. The upper soldier is busy, now he is holding his breath, intending to vent: "Why don't you take a break this time, let us get rid of these flying insects."

Without reply, the warrior waved twice again, and the solid vindictive air killed several berserk flying dragons.

In the next second, he jumped straight up and flew into the sky.

laugh!

Suddenly, a group of wild dragons who were still hovering above the temple and holding a wait-and-see attitude suddenly burst into blood fog, and the flying dragons were completely shattered by an invisible force, and there was not even the slightest remaining body left. The wind drifted away.

Only those dragons among the flying dragons can see clearly. It is a warrior who is swiftly shuttled in mid-air, killing the mad dragons.

"Extremely!"

"Extremely Italian Warrior!"

"What's going on, how can there be an Extremely Intent Grade fighter suddenly?! Aren't all the human experts on the sacred mountain being closely monitored? When did this person appear?!"

It was the second and third holy flash that caused them to completely collapse. Robzek and Loranda rushed to the sky one after another, and launched the slaughter of the dragons. Saya came to the temple and looked sluggish. Che Guevara took over the control of the magical array and began to weave huge magical arrays.

"Two Jiyi! Go! The situation is not right, let's go back and look for support! This is an ambush!"

Under the command of the giant dragon, the chaotic dragons turned around in a panic, intending to escape. These frightened giant dragons flew quickly, intending to escape this terrifying area as soon as possible.

But before they could escape, two cold rays of light lit up from the direction of the holy mountain and flew towards the temple on the west side of the island.

In an instant, the cold light penetrated the two dragons in mid-air, exploded a large area of ​​blood fog, and then just brushed over Qiao Xiuya's side and fell to the ground.

The somewhat astonished soldier did not continue to chase the flying dragons that fled. He lowered his head and looked at the place where the light fell. The soldier stared at them for a while, and then smiled.

He landed on the ground and walked towards two cold lights.

A giant sword ~www.novelmtl.com~ a giant axe, two weapons that are so huge that ordinary people can't lift them are inserted in the solid stone path of the temple, shaking slightly, as if calling their own master.

"The slaughter of the weak is not my favorite battle. This kind of killing is always the same."

Stepping forward, he lifted the great sword and the big axe. Joshua held the hilt and the axe in his right and left hands, and whispered to his long-lost weapons, "Are you bored?"

"of course not."

The voice of the young girl replied tacitly.

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