Imperial Crown.

Chapter 482 I avoided his edge? !

"Master!!!"

A sharp roar exploded from a distance, and Eric rode on his Yellow Claw Flying Lightning and rushed towards where Raven was, his face full of tension and anxiety.

In normal battles, Eric and other veterans were ordered by Raven not to play, and could only watch from afar.

He never imagined that there was a giant dragon hidden among the goblins! !
A truly living dragon that has disappeared since the end of the Dragon Age!
Could it be that Lord Raven had known about this long ago? That was why he had been on guard all this time? Eric could not help but curse himself in his heart. How could he be so careless? If Lord Raven really had any mishap, then even if these old officials died, they would not be able to make up for their mistakes!

Link and Hyena had the same idea as him. The three of them formed a triangle formation and galloped towards this side, whipping their mounts' buttocks like a storm. They knew that there was a dragon on Raven's side, but their years of loyalty to Raven had already turned into physical instinct. At this moment, they drove out the negative emotions of panic, fear, horror, etc. from their bodies.

His eyes were filled with the determination to die!
"and many more!
I am the Earl of the Keynes Empire! I am the most brilliant young coach in the Middles Continent! I am the inventor of Angel Tears! I am a fourth-level nine-star magic genius! I am the conqueror of Bloody Heights! I am the first person to capture the Wall of Sighs of Eivor...

I can’t just die like this! You can’t just kill me like this!”

However, before Eric could get close, he heard Raven's mad howling from afar. When he heard these words, Eric's eyes turned black. At this moment, he would rather die under the dragon's flames than hear these words from Raven's mouth. He was even more unwilling to see with his own eyes the once high-spirited Raven now kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair and crying like a dying old dog!
"Too...too useless!"

Eric couldn't help but reveal a fleeting look of pain on his face, but this couldn't suppress the sorrow in his heart. He could only draw out the sword in his hand, let out a venting roar from his throat, and rushed towards the dragon!

Big! Too big! Unimaginably big! Hard to describe in words! The fatal feeling of oppression and suffocation, just looking at it can make people forget to breathe. The warhorse under his crotch, which was fused with the blood of Warcraft, stopped in its tracks. No matter how Eric whipped it, it refused to move forward. It bent its two front hooves, knelt on the ground and wailed, tears of begging flowed from its eye sockets.

"rush!"

Eric, Hyena, and Link dismounted and charged on foot towards the huge mountain-like Zorsaarn!

"Master Wanxiao!"

"open!!!"

With a bang, Eric, who was in the front, opened his martial soul without reservation. A silver light tore through the dark rain curtain like starlight, and then countless silver lights appeared in the sky and quickly gathered behind Eric! It was Eric's martial soul - a silver sword composed of fighting spirit! Eric had broken through the fourth level more than a year ago. At this moment, with the help of fighting spirit, he could stay in the air for a short time. Under the reflection of the martial soul behind him, he came to this world like a demigod. Anyone who saw this martial soul giant sword with their own eyes would not doubt that this giant sword had the power to split mountains and rivers and smash city gates! However, such a magnificent martial soul true body was only as big as the back half of Zorzaan's calf. Compared with the giant dragon in front of him, it was still too small!

But Eric didn't hesitate at all. The Iron and Steel Combat Skill Wanxiao Bingzhu was activated instantly. With the blessing of the martial soul body and the fourth-level fighting spirit, all the iron and steel creations within a radius of ten feet came one after another like tired birds returning to their nests, making a constant "clang, clang" sound, which gathered in Eric's martial soul body, making his martial soul more solid. It didn't look like an illusion composed of fighting spirit, but a real object made of steel! "Dragon Slayer! The fourth-level knight of the Griffith family-Eric Dyson!!!" Eric held the determination to die, and chopped the wings of the giant dragon Zorzaan on the ground with the sword in his hand. The giant sword transformed by the martial soul body was shining with silver light, and it burst into a dazzling and shining light. Under the dark rain curtain, it was like a divine weapon controlled by a demigod, and it chopped towards Zorzaan's wings in the same way!

"Dragon slayer! The second-rank knight of the Griffith family - Link!"

Link's roar followed immediately afterwards. His hoarse voice, at the top of his lungs, revealed the courage contained in it, and made people believe from the bottom of their hearts that he had already thought of his own eulogy. The fire fighting skill [Ashes and Famine] burst out from the spear in his hand. From a distance, it seemed that Link was not holding a spear, but a fire dragon. He charged forward fearlessly and stabbed towards the claws of the dragon Zol'tharn!
"Dragon Slayer! The second-rank knight of the Griffith family - Hyena! No! Wheeler! It's Wheeler!"

As the chief guard of Raven's personal soldiers, Hyena was the most anxious. When he learned that the dragon was heading towards Raven, his heart stopped beating. Self-blame, regret, shame, annoyance... and other emotions were intertwined in his mind, lingering in his heart, and exploding in his chest! If Lord Raven really had any mishaps, even if he didn't die, others would not let him go! At least Eric would not! But these negative emotions were quickly suppressed by Hyena, leaving only the belief of fighting to the death and exchanging life for life. The Yellow Sand Battle Skill [Splitting Earth and Crushing Stones] was suddenly activated, and a touch of yellow light burst out from Hyena's battle axe and chopped towards Zorsaan's dragon tail.

If this scene could be frozen in time, viewed from high above, it would be one of the few beautiful pictures on the Middles continent that could shock everyone's mind and impact everyone's soul!
On a dark rainy night, beside the rolling Tallin River, there was first a holy shield formed by the fighting spirit of light, struggling to resist the flames. In the shield, a beautiful priest held up her staff and stood unyieldingly! At her feet, an old man was crawling on his knees begging! On the shield, the dragon head of a huge monster was reflected, and the two golden eyes were filled with a solemn murderous intent that was as solid as substance! On the head of the dragon, stood a short goblin with a pointed head! He was pointing his tiny fingers at the shield below, shouting something. Behind the dragon, there were three human knights like fleas. One of them flew into the air with a sword and chopped at the dragon's wings, one of them gritted his teeth and poked the dragon's claws with a fire dragon in his hand, and one of them roared and raised his battle axe to kill the dragon's tail!

Such a grand and epic scene is destined to be recorded in the history of the entire Middles continent!

"Dragon slayer?!"

Zorzaan suddenly turned around and stared at the three flea-like human knights behind him! How many years have passed! How many years have I not heard this sentence! I didn't expect that the dragon clan had endured for thousands of years, but not only did they not get the gratitude of the human race! There are still people who dare to call themselves dragon slayers! If the dragon clan had not intervened in the war between the human race and the orcs, how could the human race occupy the Middles continent? These damn fleas! Zorzaan was undoubtedly completely enraged!

Although the bravery of Eric and others could not shake Zorzaan in the slightest, it had a great impact on Jiujiulinga. He was filled with strong and unwilling envy and jealousy, and shouted, "My lord, fly quickly! Get away from his sharp edge first!"

“Shut up!!” Zolsarn growled, and with a flick of his dragon’s head, he threw Chichilinga away like a bug, roaring, “I am the king of beasts! The origin of orcs! The aristocrat among pure-blooded dragons! How can I avoid his edge?!”

Ow—

However, the next moment, Zolsarn let out a shrill wail, and his words suddenly stuttered. The last word was filled with incredible shock and pain, "Damn bugs! Lowly ants!" He cursed, wailed, and with some regret, he quickly moved his huge body and flew towards the sky.

Because while he was talking, Eric's huge sword had already slashed up, and with a swish, it cut a visible scar on Zorsaan's wing!

But Link and the hyena were not so lucky. Link stabbed the dragon's scales with his flaming spear, which made a loud clang. The spear broke and the whole person was flung out! The hyena was even worse. With one blow of his axe, a red mark was left. However, the dragon's tail swept it, and its armor immediately disintegrated. It vomited scarlet blood, and was swept dozens of feet away with its axe. It lay on the ground, and it was unknown whether it was dead or alive.

All three of them attacked with all their might, but only Eric's attack was successful!

Blood flowed from Zorsaan's huge body with a splash, pouring down on Eric's head like a bucket of water!
whimper
Then Zolsarn flew up, circled and whistled in the air, then opened his dragon mouth like a giant crocodile, ready to spit out flames and burn the three damn ants to death!

It must be said that the strength of the fourth-level Eric is indeed terrifying. The wound from that sword is very large and very conspicuous. If such a wound were on other orcs, whether it was a wild boar from the Fang Clan or a tiger from the Blood Howl Clan, they would definitely be chopped in half alive at a height of more than 2 meters! But on the dragon, it looks so insignificant!
It is like a 2 cm cut on an adult's body; it hurts just as much, is just as painful, and is just as unbearable, but is far from fatal!
"How dare you hurt me?! Answer me!!! Look in my eyes!! Tell me!! Why?? Baby why??!" At this moment, Zorzaan's anger had reached its peak. As an adult pure-blooded dragon who had lived for nearly 500 years, she had never suffered such a serious injury since she was born. Today, she was chopped off her wings by a human she regarded as an ant! What's the difference between this and taking her virginity in public? ! "Go to hell!"

Eric was shaking all over. He clearly understood that he was destined to die tonight. He was only thinking about saving Raven just now, so he had no time to muster up all the courage. Now he was really facing the dragon alone, and the momentum on his body suddenly collapsed. "Master! Take good care of Thor for me!" But Eric didn't regret it at all. Give him another chance, a hundred chances, a thousand chances, ten thousand times! ! He would still choose to chop down the sword without hesitation like he did just now! It seems that he can't be a "Dragon Slayer"! But Eric still has the dignity and honor of a knight. He was trembling with fear, but he didn't throw down his weapon, didn't choose to kneel down and surrender, but shouted loudly: "Lord Dragon, one life for another, I will exchange my life for the life of the master of the family!"

Since he couldn't fight on the field, Eric didn't wear armor, let alone a helmet. Even if he could, Eric didn't want to wear that. Do you need to wear armor to fight goblins? It would be embarrassing for the knight to say it out loud, and it would lower his dignity as a fourth-level knight! As he spoke, the giant sword transformed by the martial spirit behind him once again flowed with star-like silver light. This was a sign before the mirror shield was activated! He held the sword in both hands, facing the dragon waving its wings and hovering in the air! At this moment, Eric's face perfectly explained the meaning of the two seemingly "paradoxical" and "incomprehensible" words "fortitude in fear" and "courage in trembling".

Zorzaan did not give Eric another chance. The reason why she said so much just now was simply because it takes time to accumulate energy to spit out flames, which is the same as the magician releasing the fireball spell! Even the most powerful magician needs to accumulate energy before releasing magic, and it is often these few seconds of time difference that are enough to determine success or failure and life or death! This is a delicate balance created by the gods, giving the weak a chance to escape! But at this moment, Eric obviously did not have such luck. Flames spewed out from Zorzaan's mouth, as if the entire sky had turned into a sea of ​​fire, overturning towards Eric and others!

"Zorsaan, your opponent is me!"

Suddenly, a long and gentle voice came from the air. Her brown and chestnut hair was braided and draped behind her slender and white neck. She wore a crystal necklace on her forehead, and a lavender [Forget-Me-Not Flower] surrounded her hair like a specially made hair accessory. She was wearing a white dress inlaid with golden roses and interspersed with diamonds, making her look as elegant as a noble princess. The Scepter of Destiny was shining in her hand, and around her were constantly swirling enlarged tarot cards that looked mysterious and magical, emitting black and gold colors. Who else could it be but Anno?

“To Dust!”

An Nuo exuded a divine luster. She waved the Scepter of Destiny, which was silver and inlaid with two blue gemstones. Her rosy and sexy lips opened slightly, and she began to chant the name of the magic. In fact, she had arrived long ago to prepare for this magic! She had been silently chanting the spell for most of the day!

As the magic name was read out, the tarot cards around him spun faster and faster. The dazzling light made Annuo's slightly round face look so holy and noble. One of the tarot cards was opened, and it fell from the sky with magical light! It blocked Eric in time.

The flames as vast as the sea were extinguished in an instant, and the Tarot cards were also burned, turning into powder and ashes, which gradually dissipated into the air!

"You actually know my name? Who are you?"

Zorzaan was shocked. Even though he had been supported by the goblin clan for such a long time, Jiujiulinga never dared to call him by his name. How could a little human not only know his name, but also dare to call him by his name? ! This made Zorzaan suspicious, and she flew towards the sky! As if she was sizing up her prey, Zorzaan was not in a hurry to kill Anno. She flew around Anno for a few circles, and suddenly said in surprise: "God Blood Witch?!"

"No! You are not human!"

"You are a half-elf!"

Zorsaan's tone was filled with shock that was difficult to conceal, which showed the shock that Anno's true identity brought to her!
If there is any existence more mysterious and bizarre than their pure-blooded dragon clan, it is naturally the elves on the Middles continent!

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(End of this chapter)