Chapter 177 The Dragon Lord of Caledor vs. Tyrant Hagrid Grave
After the Dragon Lord chose to end the game in person, the originally noisy two sides began to become silent. Everyone was waiting for Malekith’s response. If from From an outsider's perspective, the only person who can compete with the supreme commander of Ulthuan in a championship duel is the Witch King.
But the Witch King didn't think so. Unless Imric became the Phoenix King of Caledor like his ancestor, he would not be qualified to compete with him in a championship showdown.
Just when Malekith was about to launch a direct attack and let Imric, a stupid man who knew nothing about heaven and earth, die here, another person appeared and interrupted his order,
"The dragon lord of Caledor, What a qualified opponent."
Tyrant Hagrid Grave rode Malice and stayed next to the Iron Throne. Since the demon riot in his body a few days ago, the Witch King ordered him to follow him to prevent another accident.
After finishing speaking, Malus glanced at Malekith. After he nodded in agreement, the tyrant entered the battlefield.
"Marus Blackblade, it seems that he has to meet the disgusting Great Demon of Slaanesh again." Seeing the cold lizard, which was much smaller than the normal size, and the man with a gloomy face, Imrik Knowing that he must be a descendant of the famous Hagrid Grave.
When he jumped off the Malice and stood in front of him, he pretended to look up at the sky, and then said, "It's really a day suitable for fighting. Although the environment of Fenouir Plain is not very good, it is a tomb for a bug like you." It's still okay."
Malus didn't show any anger when he heard this. He just grinned with a cruel smile on his face. "I also sent you a gift, that is death." "You want my head
. You are not the only one, but it is a pity that none of them succeeded, and you will never be the first one to succeed." The Dragon Prince looked at Malus casually, as if he did not take him seriously at all.
"Then I'll wait and see."
After the two of them finished speaking, they turned around and raised their swords to signal each other's armies. Malus's target was very clear, and that was Malekith, but Imric was in a bit of trouble. If he gestured towards Alarielle, Adira might have objections, and vice versa.
Then when he saw Minas Nir flapping his wings in the sky to stay aloft, he simply gave the old guy a signal to forget it. Even if he didn't lose face, it was also reasonable.
Thinking of this, Imrik raised his sword and bowed slightly to indicate Lao Mi in the sky, then turned to look at Malus.
The two did not communicate again. The Dragon Fire Sword and Kane's Dimensional Sword began their first confrontation. After they collided with each other, they made a violent collision sound.
But it was obvious that the power of the Dragon Prince was superior. Malus's hand holding the sword began to tremble a little. The descendants of the Black Rock might be dark and cruel enough, but they could not compete with the descendants of the Dragon Tamer in terms of martial arts.
Then Imrik stepped hard and continued to use the sword in his hand. After pushing Malus away, he said, "If this is the case, there is no way to win, Malus." He didn't care about
Imrik. Mocking, Malus held the sword with both hands and continued to attack. He felt the long-lost excitement. Only in battle can he forget the influence of the devil on his body.
The sword shadows flashed alternately, and clanging metal sounds kept coming. Imric raised his sword high and slashed at Malus, and he immediately held the front end of Kane's dimensional sword with his hands, using both hands to resist the sound coming from above. Even if he successfully blocked it, the terrifying force still caused Malus's feet to bend downward.
"Black Blade, if you don't want to die here, release my power!" Zakhan's voice was a little urgent. He could feel that Malus was no match for this elf. It would be very easy for the descendant of the Black Rock to become the tyrant Hagrid Grave. To a large extent, it relies on the big demon in the body. If it is in a normal state, it is only a relatively powerful fear lord.
The Black Blade has no power left to shut up the demon. Imrik's power is nothing like that of an elf. His terror is even comparable to that of a giant. He has no advantage in physical fitness, and martial arts is the strength of the Caledonians. Now the only The only way to win is to rely on internal cheats. Just when Malus' knees were about to bend and kneel, black blood vessels appeared on his face, and purple energy veins appeared on his armor. Imric's sword was lifted up and pushed away little by little, and then a roar was heard. It repels.
Imrik, who was repulsed, was not impatient. Instead, he waved his sword with his hand, looked at Malus who was full of demon stench and said, "You know, the head of the fear lord Hagrid Grave They are almost filling up one wall of the Dragon Palace. You are like rats, staying in the mines all day long, and then multiplying like bedbugs."
After saying this, he was not going to talk nonsense to Malus. The guy is very strong, at least much better than the small character Julian, but in the end he just gave Tyrion an experience pack, and now he has to realize this future in advance.
The rapid impact slashed at Malus with an unstoppable momentum, but after gradually liberating the power of the great demon, he began to be able to fight Imrik. Immortal immediately stabbed the Dragon Prince's head with his sword, but was Imric instantly turned his head to avoid it.
The Kain Dimensional Sword cut Imric's face. After seeing the blood, the dual bloodthirsty psychology of Druchi and the devil made Malus even more excited. The Kain Dimensional Sword slashed and stabbed out at an unprecedented speed. , due to the influence of the devil, the fighting posture is completely different from the offensive and defensive posture just now.
This gave Imric a suitable opportunity. After successfully dodging an attack, he seized the gap caused by the excessive movement and pierced Malus's heart with his sword.
"It's a good fight, but you're still a little weak." The Dragon Prince looked at the gloomy face full of deep black blood vessels, and then stabbed the sword into his heart with both hands again, and then prepared to pull it out to replenish the sword, Malus This guy is known as Druchgotrek. If he hadn't met his end, he would probably still be able to stay in Hagrid Grave and be the overlord. Cutting off his head would be the safest option.
When he had already drawn the Dragon Fire Sword, Imric intuitively sensed a strong danger on his right side, and immediately rolled over to dodge. Although the donkey rolling posture was ugly, it was extremely effective. A torrent of chaos erupted from Marley on the Iron Throne. Appearing in Keith's hands, the target is obviously Imrik, who is preparing to kill Malus completely.
After the Witch King took the lead, the coalition forces of Druchi and Chaos had already launched an attack. Although the champions were defeated miserably, they had an absolute advantage in terms of military strength, which did not have much impact on their morale.
"What a shame." He stood up and looked at the Witch King who was about to cast a spell again. Imric knew that he had lost the chance to make a last strike. With the help of the demon in his body, Malus's injury had begun to heal, so he simply turned around and pulled out the family's sword. Flag, turned over and mounted Motellius and ran back to Caledor's position.
After running most of the distance, he put his sword into its sheath, raised and waved the flag, picked up the dragon horn on his waist, and turned to look at the charging Druzi.
A deep roar spread to every corner of the battlefield. After the dragon horn sounded, they would truly understand the consequences of opposing the dragon lord.
The Dragon Prince took the lead in launching the charge, and the dragon troops also dived downwards under the leadership of Minas Nir. Imric did not choose to fight with his dragon companions.
If it is Minas Nir, he will be idle most of the time, because the dragon gun's killing efficiency is there, and he can only cooperate with Lao Mi to kill some high-threat targets, and Minas Nir, as The legendary Glory Star Dragon, coupled with the two defensive artifacts, does not lack the ability to kill high-threat targets.
But it's a little different on the war horse. As long as Mortellius rushes there, he can take the Heroic Gun Wushuang wherever he goes. If necessary, Minas Nir will also directly grab himself on its back. Air combat.
"Commanders, charge with me." Taking the heroic gun from Elvis's hand, Imric raised the fire dragon flag in his left hand and rushed towards the black tide of troops.
(End of chapter)