Deathwing has magma-like blood flowing all over his body, like a melting large dragon-shaped ice cream. Perhaps he can be given a taller nickname.

Volcanic lava ice cream might be a very appropriate nickname, as it is very similar to Deathwing's current unlucky appearance. Perhaps we can also call him the melting black dragon-shaped candle demon, which is also a pretty good nickname.

However, in this hot summer, Zhang Weidao felt that volcanic lava ice cream was more suitable. Although he was immune to the cold and heat, he was still very interested in the ice-cold cold drink.

He suddenly decided to chat with the chef about how to make ice cream when he had time, and then gradually promoted the hundreds of ice cream recipes in his mind.

Facing the siege of four dragon kings who were not much weaker than him, Deathwing was once again beaten into a dog by the angry guardian dragon kings just like in the ancient war.

Moreover, he was severely bombarded several times by the charged alloy stick of the Obsidian Aerial Ship.

Although the alloy rods fired by the electromagnetic railgun are like BB bullets to Deathwing, they can also make some blood holes in his body, making it easier for other Aspect Dragons to claw at his body.

The caliber of the electromagnetic railgun is still too small. Even if mages inject mana into it to make a mana bomb, it is still not very powerful against a powerful guy like Deathwing.

Moreover, the mages were very tired this time. Of course, the injuries they inflicted on Deathwing were quite good. Although the injuries were not too serious, the flesh wounds were quite severe. They and the strong man took more than ten shots from small pistols.

appearance.

However, although Deathwing had more than ten holes in his body, he was not a humanoid creature. His body was very thick, and his ability to withstand damage was quite terrifying.

And his body is also very tough, almost like steel. After the alloy rod penetrates his body, it cannot penetrate too deep. The end of the alloy rod is still exposed a little, but most of it has been lost.

kinetic energy.

Being penetrated by an alloy rod more than two meters deep is nothing to a dragon like Deathwing whose body is dozens of meters thick.

This depth is equivalent to piercing his skin, just reaching the level where it can be infused and injected.

The most important thing is that he is not afraid of bleeding. Anyway, his blood has turned into lava. It is not a problem to bleed a little. He has already lost this little blood.

But what's worse is that there are other Dragon Kings beating him together, and a small blood hole will become a big gash for you. Soon he can't bear the continuous blood loss and begins to prepare to implement a retreat plan.

Before he was about to run away, Deathwing was still ready to fight again. He suddenly burst out with the blood flowing in his body, and the lava blood like raindrops forced away the entanglement of several dragon kings.

Then Deathwing quickly lowered its height and rushed towards the transport truck with the red dragon eggs on the ground.

The human cavalry who were originally guarding the transport vehicle were so frightened that they fled in all directions when they saw the Deathwing that looked like a huge lava fire dragon falling from the sky.

There is absolutely no such thing as protecting these red dragon eggs!

These novice cavalrymen promoted by Zhang Weidao have no need to be instilled with the strong protective belief of knights.

It's not their own property anyway, so facing an invincible enemy, they certainly won't risk their lives.

The fleeing human cavalry looked at Deathwing and frowned. He was indeed a weak and selfish human being!

It seems that there is not much chance that they can unite as one to fight against their long-planned plan to purify the world.

Deathwing focused most of his energy on the chasing dragon kings, and was partially distracted by the fleeing human cavalry, completely unaware of the obsidian centaur running towards them.

The long thorn in the hand of the obsidian centaur was pointed diagonally at a 45-degree angle at the rapidly descending Deathwing in the sky, preparing to intercept his outstretched claws.

The obsidian centaur chased from the side and rear, and when Deathwing's hind claws were about to grab the dragon egg transporter, several horse spears hit his outstretched hind claws.

The extremely hard dragon claws are much harder than the dragon scales. When Ma Shan's Thorium tip poked into them, except for some sparks, it left no scratches at all.

This kind of high-end biological material that can be transformed into a magical weapon cannot be broken by a relatively high-end precious metal like Thorium. It is almost the same if it is replaced by an elementium ingot to create a sword.

Although they failed to cause damage to Deathwing's claws, the eight obsidian centaurs, which were not too small for Deathwing, still successfully pushed his claws away from the transport truck full of dragon eggs.

Passed by.

Once disturbed by these little things that were only a little bigger than his claws, the four guardian dragon kings approaching from behind would no longer let him fly back to capture the transport truck again.

Deathwing took a few red dragon eggs, then turned back and sprayed a small mouthful of shadow dragon fire, preparing to destroy the dragon egg transport truck so that others could not get these dragon eggs.

The Black Dragon King's flaming dragon breath, which contained shadow damage, swept towards the dragon egg transporter overwhelmingly. The grass, trees, earth and rocks along the way were instantly vaporized, and even the ashes were blown away without a trace.

Seeing that the dozens of dragon eggs on the dragon egg transport truck were about to suffer disaster, the red dragon queen became anxious and faster, but she still had no time to rush over to resist the terrible dragon fire.

As soon as the ice spell cast by Blue Dragon King Malygos took shape, it was evaporated by the overbearing shadow flames.

At this critical moment, the eight obsidian centaurs were seen rushing in front of the dragon egg transport truck, using their tall bodies to block the sweeping shadow flames.

Seeing the Obsidian Centaurs risking their lives and using their small bodies to block Deathwing's dragon fire, several dragon kings admired their fearless spirit of sacrifice.

But the result of blocking the shadow flames would definitely be to be burned into a pool of molten obsidian magma!

Didn't you see that the soil on the ground has been burned into a glass-like structure by high temperature?

The dragon kings lamented the obsidian centaur's sacrificial spirit, but they didn't know that the elves who controlled the obsidian centaur were also uneasy, and they all thought of abandoning their bodies and running away when they had done something that couldn't be done.

Zhang Weidao ordered them to use their bodies to block the terrifying dragon fire. Although the elves felt guilty, in order to express their loyalty, they still risked their lives to block the dragon fire coming from the shop.

The fierce dragon fire rolled on the wall composed of obsidian centaurs. According to Zhang Weidao's instructions, the obsidian centaurs joined hands and formed a whole, absorbing the shadow and flame energy in the dragon fire with all their strength.

Due to the energy-absorbing properties of obsidian, shadow energy and flame energy were absorbed into their bodies and quickly converted into their own energy.

Although it seemed that they had blocked Deathwing's Shadow Flame, the Dragon Kings were keenly aware of the Obsidian Centaur's predicament. The obsidian bodies they used to resist the Shadow Flame were already red, and they must not be able to hold on for long.

Under normal circumstances, the absorption limit of these obsidian creations will soon be reached. Once they can no longer absorb it, they will be aroused by the remaining shadow flames and burned into a pool of obsidian magma from the inside out.

The world of magic is so cruel. You can survive if you can hold on. If you can't hold on even a little bit, you will be crushed instantly like a camel crushed by the last straw.

Seeing that the Obsidian Centaurs could no longer hold on, the elf among them who had awakened the talent of a spellcaster began to summon a wind shield to block the shadow flames.

They did not hesitate to spend a lot of mana to maintain the wind shield, which not only gave them a chance to breathe, but also quickly consumed the excess energy, saving them from being exploded.

The dragon kings saw that the Obsidian Centaur actually managed to survive. Although they were a little surprised that this kind of nemesis of a spell caster had become a spell caster, they also let go of their nervousness.

Now that the dragon egg is saved, they can happily pursue Deathwing.

The several dragon kings who sped up to catch up, and the fleeing Deathwings, formed five perfect colors of black, red, blue, green, and yellow, and flew away quickly towards the distance.

At this time, the pursuit on the ground was coming to an end, and not a single orc prisoner was left in the entire battle.
Chapter completed!