Dragon Zero

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Midgard, Hoarfrost, Lower Town.

Woo...ah...

The terrible "Count" made a painful sound with his arms open, and his back was cut with a huge wound by Fried, and the flames were spurting into the sky, burning its skinless body, empty eyes, mouth and nose, The flame spewed out uncontrollably, and tongues of flame spread around it.

Fried, wearing a charred cloak, stood fifty meters below his feet, holding one hand with a rough and heavy ‘boiling iron’ pestle on the ground. He raised his head and looked at the groaning monster, the glory of his body faded away under the heat wave. The flames coming out of the monster's body are getting stronger and more uncontrollable, and finally a large cloud of fire spews out from the huge body, and the sound of'huh' flashes under the night sky, like a brilliant firework, Attributed to darkness.

As the temperature in the air gradually lowered, Berwick fell from the dragon's back and walked to Freed's side, seeing that his armor had melted and became a piece of metal lump that had not been completely solidified, breathing heat: " Marshal, how are you doing?"

"Some wounded, it's okay." Fried put the sword in his hand on the ground. A high-level warrior-like protective methyl group is so abandoned. The armor of the warrior is usually a little different. Unlike knights who pay attention to protection, they also require that the air pressure that does not affect the body's condensation is released, so the protection ability and temperature resistance will be inferior to knight armor.

The dead "Count" was burnt by the flames, and Nuo Da shouted into a pile of black dust on the ground. Fried rips the metal pieces sticking to his body and throws the badly damaged armor like scrap iron. On the ground, the soft armor lined was also simmered into charcoal gray, revealing a strong muscle. There is domineering isolation protection during the battle, and the body surface has been burned to the point where it is impossible to fight. Only the left shoulder is scalded, the most serious.

Berwick handed him a jar full of water. Freed swallowed and said: "The problem here is solved, it's time to win the hoarfrost city wholeheartedly. Deputy Field Marshal, you have spent so many days, stay behind, to prevent further accidents, the frontline battle is still my end. "

On the surface, Berwick did not seem to be a problem. In fact, his physical fitness had been hollowed out and he needed a long time to recover. In the past half an hour, due to the timely appearance of Fried and the attraction of the Golden Dragon of the Holy Flame, the'Count' did not cause too much damage to the rear of the king's army, and the casualties could not be counted. Berwick estimated There will not be too many at once. The headache is that many military accounts and camps placed in the wild are destroyed, and many food and materials are also destroyed. But these have not reached the unbearable pain.

The strongest frost shield of the first layer and the strongest duration has melted away. The frost monument tower on the palace is lit with countless snow-blue spell lights, and the second layer of frost shield is opened by Midgard's moat shield. The Queen hopes to maintain this state of internal and external isolation, and hopes that Rachel will seize the counterattack as soon as possible and destroy the people in the city first. But she didn't expect that the monster released in the small bottle died so fast. The monster that her predecessors called a terrible monster was completely different in the eyes of different people. Perhaps, without Berwick’s experience and without Fried’s strength, it would really cause an unimaginable disaster for the imperial princes.

The Queen’s face is very unsightly, and no monarch will have a good face at the moment of his country’s survival: "Midgat’s future is tonight, and the gods can take shelter."

Outside Frost Shield, Freed came to see his generals were directing his soldiers to attack Frost Shield violently, and could not help frowning: "How are these guys!" He soon fell into the army array Among them, the soldiers cheered when they saw the vanguard marshal.

The officer in charge of this unit hurried to report to the Grand Marshal, and Fried immediately warned him: "Call your troops to stop the attack immediately. In addition, call several commanders to come and convey my military order, all the external teams will stop. Attack, stand by outside the frost shield. Wait until the shield is broken and enter the city."

The officer was unknown, so I thought it was because the shield was there, so I was anxious to break it. However, he did not dare to shield the marshal's order, and immediately conveyed the order, and then sent the soldiers to inform the commanders of the teams.

Ten minutes later, the attacks of the troops gradually subsided. At this time, the big army saw that the frost shield, which had been violently attacked from outside, was rapidly melting and dissolving, and it was extremely surprising. Only then did I know that the stronger the Frost Shield’s attack was, the more it would be supported by the endless power of the main body of the formation. Once the external attacks were eliminated, the center of the formation would no longer supply the magic power to support Frost Shield, and it would self-support. Digest.

Freed is a veteran of the army, and he is familiar with various war-related books in St. Bikya. He remembers the weakness of this rare, protective shield in the ancient city very well.

Frost Shield melted quickly, only ten minutes to see the magic flash in Frost Shield. Freed climbed over the wall in one fell swoop, his fist filled with domineering power, and slammed his fist on the fragile ice shell, and the frost shield shattered on the spot.

"Soldiers, attack~!!!" As soon as Frost Shield broke, the army commanders shouted immediately, and the horn of the attack rang through the canyon. In an instant, the soldiers standing by outside the shield flooded into the city of Hoarfrost, and the battle was about to begin.

"How could this be!" Queen Midgat's face turned from ashen to pale, seeing broken, falling off the ice chips one after another, a bright star-like light came over the king city and looked down at everyone.

Jean Reche's mood fell to the bottom just like his physical fitness: "Kia Fried! This...impossible..."

Freed volleys with a daunting, somewhat playful chuckle, his voice is transparent in all directions: "Why the weak, why resist? Become the cornerstone at the foot of the strong, or the spoils in the hands of the winner? Two ways, you still have a chance to choose , But there is not much time left."

"Is this the general of Saint-Bikya?" General Hushan withdrew from the battle with the enemy, seeing that the situation was not correct for the withdrawal. He knew that once Frost Shield broke, this battle would be defeated.

The army entered the city, and then the third layer of frost shield was coming down, but it didn't make much sense.

The Queen fled to the heights of the palace under the protection of eighteen guards. She kept looking back at the chaos under the city, and she felt sorrow in her heart: "Why is this happening? Why do I work hard to manage the country, and strive to survive in various countries, but fall This ending? I think I am not an ineffective monarch, nor a greedy leader, I have devoted my life to this country, and I have never dared to extravagantly marry smoke or love, but will eventually become a monarch of the country ?"

At this time, the queen hoped that the fourth black dragon would appear in front of her. I don’t know when to start. She found that she had a little psychological dependence on this person, perhaps because of the arrival of this person. The hope of persevering, and because of this person, let her choose the last perseverance at the moment of choice.

Suddenly, a strange and familiar figure appeared in front. It is the fourth black dragon!

When she saw this man, Queen Midgart almost shouted the name. She took a few steps forward: "God bless you, you are still here!"

The fourth black dragon is still wearing sunglasses. He can see that at this moment, Her Majesty the Queen is like a panic-wounded bird, and she urgently needs to appease the panicked heart. There was a smile on Black Dragon's face, which was often more stable than words.

Sure enough, the Queen's mentality calmed down a lot, and her excited tone also eased: "Now the whole city is out of control, I'm helpless. Fourth Black Dragon, please tell me, can my country still exist?" She Almost begging for a positive answer, no matter how unrealistic such an answer is, she is willing to believe that as long as the people in front of her are willing to say so to her.

The fourth black dragon's smile is still there, he said: "Please don't forget the accident and luck I said."

The Queen remembered what he said in the conference room: "You mean the prisoner's door?"

"Yes, I said that the prisoner's gate will not be here for thousands of miles to find trouble for themselves. They will appear here and give me a helping hand. They must want to trouble these'pirates'. "The fourth Black Dragon affirmed: "There must be hatred between them."

"But..." The Queen looked back and looked at the situation below the palace: "Now the enemy has fully attacked, and the remaining defenders in the city are completely incapable of becoming troops. I'm afraid they won't be able to fully occupy here in half an hour, I... I ""Queen Midgart was about to cry, and the tears were turning in her eyes. She could hardly believe that within half an hour, the so-called vain villains would come here to help her.

The fourth black dragon suddenly said right: "Before I came here, I actually had some understanding of your Majesty's governance of your country. Do you think you are a qualified monarch? Do you think you are worthy of this land and worthy of this land? People on the land?"

The Queen froze for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

The fourth black dragon said: "If you have no doubts about what you have done as a monarch, then you should believe that in front of this heroic wall, the ancestors who have fought for the country will bless you."

The queen once again saw the heroic wall not far in front, stunned. Although the above is a little mottled, the blood shed by the ancestors is still on this land.

The following sound of attack fell from far to near, and it was already forcing to the palace. The Queen's garrison said anxiously: "Your Majesty, the enemy is about to attack. We cannot stay here for long."

The Queen’s thoughts pulled back to reality from afar, and the danger was imminent. She smiled bitterly at the fourth black dragon: "I also believe in the blessing of the gods, but at this time, begging for the blessings of the gods, it is... really ridiculous. Is it my country? Can the last hope be hope?"

"Good people have good rewards, don't they?" The fourth black dragon said casually: "Maybe you should really pray. Not to the gods, but to those who have given blood and even life for this land." After he finished speaking, he turned around and waited for nothing.

Queen Midgat really couldn't understand the person in front of her. Sometimes she was serious and calm, but when he needed his idea, he said something ridiculous.

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