"If they want to keep us, they will all die." The silver dragon roared, and its breath surged out, directly overturning a Balrog holding a flaming battle ax high.
In the painful roar of "Ang", a scarlet wound appeared with flying flames, and the hot dragon's blood spilled into the raging river.
"Looking for death" Osbaiya waved the Ten Thousand Dragons Chanting and opened a whip of fire. He felt infinitely aggrieved. After all, his human power seemed a bit insignificant in the battle between the giant beasts
"Pojun" golden Ten Thousand Dragons chanted with rays of light, and the war energy flames compressed into the thickness of an arm turned into a spear light and stabbed out fiercely.
"Roar" was accompanied by the deafening roar of a Balrog, and the gun light exploded on its body, and half of his shoulders and arms were blown away.
"Damn the lizard, damn the bastard" The injured Balrog's eyes were scarlet, and he threw out the flame whip in his hand desperately.
A clear sound of "Bang" sounded, and fine cracks on the surface of the dragon shield in Osbaiya's hand quietly crawled around. The shield was about to break
"Damn" no When Osbaiya reacted, the solid dragon shield in his hand exploded under the constant blows of the Balrogs.
A piercing sound of "hoo" sounded through the air, and Osbaiya was horrified to find a red phantom rushing towards him through the flying shield fragments.
"It's over." Osbaia's dead souls emerged. Without the shield to block him, he no longer had the chance or ability to turn his slender dragon spear to block the swift attack.
"Ang" The silver dragon's shrill dragon roar interrupted the sluggish Osbaia, and saw that his dragon actually raised a dragon wing to hold the shocking blow as a price. The front part of the wing bone has been extracted into two parts.
"You bastards deserve to die," Osbaiya roared angrily after watching his dragon fall from a low altitude and become an army.
"Osbaia leave here immediately. I will send you out. We can't all die here. Take my reverse scale to Dragon Island to avenge me." The silver dragon looked nervously at the surrounding Balrogs. He ferociously used his dragon claws to tear off a piece of silver dragon scale that grew in reverse from his chest, and after that was the dragon's heart
The reverse scale fell off and he would not stop until death
"No, no, no "My brother" Osbaiya burst into tears as he resisted the huge dragon force pushing him outwards.
"We can't defeat those who leave, don't die in vain." The silver dragon, which had lost its ability to fly and jump in space, looked at Osbaiya sadly. Now he is no longer the noble space elf of the dragon tribe. The number The gap is enough to make him fall.
"Knights will not abandon their comrades, and humans will not abandon their allies." Osbaiya roared wildly and smashed a flaming battle ax swung at them with Ten Thousand Dragons Chant. Yan Mo watched in awe as the artifact in his hand retreated dozens of meters. The fighting spirit in his body surged, and soon a new battle ax was condensed.
"Roar" the angry silver dragon leaned down, shook his head and splashed out the torrent of dragon's breath in a fan shape.
"Leave immediately," the silver dragon said in a deep voice after forcing back at least three Balrogs.
"For our lost glory"
"We once walked the world with mercy"
"Salute to those knights with righteous hearts"
"We fought loyally for the human race"
"Love the world with a holy heart"
"We held a shield to protect Middle-earth"
"We bravely face the abyss of darkness"
"Bury our nobility deeply into humility"
"I will eventually sacrifice for humanity with glory"
Glory, mercy, justice, loyalty, fraternity, guardianship, bravery, humility and sacrifice. The nine-color halo appeared on his body along with Osbaiya's passionate singing. The nine rhythmic haloes were so thrilling and so tear-jerking. Every knight can jump through the ranks and win. Fighting, it is precisely because of this final aura of sacrifice
"You are crazy" Silver Dragon felt the heart-stopping terrifying aura on his back, which was a power that exceeded the sixth level peak.
"What are you talking about above the sixth level?" The hoarse voice sounded like it came from hell, but the breath was as holy as heaven
"Holy Sword Judgment"'s body was cracked every inch Osbaiya grabbed his left hand in the air, and a silver holy sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Osbaiya's eyes full of blood and tears showed a look of disdain, and then he pressed hard
"Boom"
The sky shattered and a kilometer-long silver holy sword fell straight down, thrusting hard at the Balrogs
"Ouch" followed by a shrill sound wailing, as the silver light in the sky dissipated, the originally injured Balrog had disappeared, leaving only a red Balrog heart suspended in the air half a meter above the ground in the huge pit that was a hundred meters deep. This is the last evidence of Balrog's existence.
"So you will die too," Osbaiya coughed out a mouthful of dark red blood and wiped his mouth casually.
"Osbaia you" The silver dragon's huge dragon eyes were filled with tears. He understood that the moment when the halo of sacrifice rose, it was the most glorious moment in a knight's life, and it was also the moment that was about to end.
"Why?" The silver dragon's voice trembled. The connected person and the dragon made him understand what his knight was thinking.
"I'm sorry, this is not your battle. I'm sorry that I got you involved. As for Ni Lin, you'd better pretend to be on your own. Go back to Dragon Island and take care of yourself. You've done enough for me." Ou Sibaiya lay on the dragon saddle and vomited blood and said intermittently.
"There are three more." In Osbaia's gradually blurred eyes, the three fiery red figures that appeared after the smoke cleared were so clear
"Let's go Yasi Ter returned to Dragon Island, left humanity, left Middle Earth, and don't come back. This is not your battlefield." Osbaiya, who struggled to get off the dragon saddle, roared heart-breakingly at the comrades behind him who had fought side by side for hundreds of years. .
Looking at the knight whose eyes were blurred by the blood bursting from his own wound, the silver dragon Astor gently leaned over.As a gift, he gave the battlefield to him. This is his glory, this is his war, this is his hometown
"Thank you" Osbaiya murmured in a low voice while supporting the Ten Thousand Dragons Singing. Finally, he limped towards the Balrogs, his time was running out
"Roar" a roar that was not like a human voice came from Osbaia's mouth.
"With this blow, the gods apologized" Osbaiya's Dragon Spear, full of fighting spirit, moved in one move.
"Using the Dragon to Funeral the Sky" The dragon cavalry commander's strongest attack shot through the air, and a silver dragon condensed with fighting spirit swooped towards the Balrogs.
The violent shock wave crazily tore apart everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers. Whether it was huge ancient trees or rolling hills, they were torn into pieces, and the entire land became a vast impact plain. This is already the terrifying destructive power that the Forbidden Curse can cause
"With a mortal body to rival the gods" the silver dragon Astor's dragon eyes suddenly shrank into a slit. The knight felt the breath of God, and that hit actually contained a touch of divine power. It was different from the divine power of the sacred weapon Ten Thousand Dragons Singing, but the divine power born from Osbaia's body.
"No no" Astor whined helplessly, he actually felt the newborn godhead in Osbaia's body
"Sorry, old friend" Ou Before he finished speaking, Sibaiya fell to the ground and turned into a point of light and disappeared
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