Chapter 169: The Past Reappears(1/2)
People saw a beautiful and elegant creature walking through the clouds. Its scales were like silver waves, and its upper and lower pairs of wings were like butterfly wings. Its body was light and slender, so that people almost forgot that it was in Altar.
The highest level among Asia's creatures.
dragon.
In the southern border, no matter whether they are residents or passers-by, there are few people who have not heard of the legend about the owner of Holy Bow Peak. Many people have even seen it with their own eyes. He is the king of Nervad and the protector of fairies. He calls himself
The elf Anrothe, but the locals prefer to use the name of their dragon:
Melleuthymis.
Mirleuthymis swooped down from the clouds, like a meteor from the sky, turning into a ray of silver light and hitting Nicol Bolas on the back hard. The sharp claws broke through the latter's dark scales, and the blazing gold
Blood flowed out from the wound.
The latter screamed miserably. Facing an opponent of the same level, it no longer cared about the direction below. It flapped its wings and turned around, spitting out a mouthful of golden flames towards Milleuthymis, but the silver dragon claws
A huge twelve-pointed star array appeared in the middle, and countless hexagonal light shields opened up, blocking the flames tightly.
magic.
A gift from the Dragon God to the dragons, it is one of the most miraculous products of Aitaria. Milleuthymis turned around in the flames, swept it with her tail, and knocked Nicol Bolas away.
Crash into the tower between the 40th and 50th floors.
There was a roar, and smoke and dust suddenly filled the tower.
But Nicol Bolas let out an angry scream and immediately flew out of the ruins, with endless resentment in its golden pupils, because that was a favor that the dark dragon could never obtain.
pet.
It hit Milleuthymis like a black shadow. The latter did not expect that it could recover so quickly. In addition, it was far inferior to this huge black dragon in terms of strength and size, so it was knocked away all of a sudden.
Got out.
There was a shocking wound on the beautiful body of Milleuthymis, with silver blood flowing out. But it didn't notice it at all. It folded its wings and stopped in mid-air. At this time, stars were dotted.
The light passed over it and flew towards Nicol Bolas.
That is the 'knight' construction of the combat craftsmen.
Milleuthymis looked at these little things, and her voice shook the sky: "Help me contain it."
As it spoke, it flew upwards. A silver light appeared on its front paws, and there was a staff. The staff was completely white and looked like a calcified branch. But it was held on Milliuhi.
Miss's hand looks like a branch, which looks like a giant tree to a mortal.
Melleuthymis opened her mouth and looked at Nicol Bolas below with a serious expression. Suddenly, from the depths of her throat, a strange spell seemed to be superimposed on thousands of syllables. She raised the staff in her hand,
He slowly drew a huge magic circle around him.
At that moment, the color of the world changed, and the sight of magic power flowing back appeared in the sky again. The wind of ether gathered from all directions and flowed into the staff in Milleuthymis' hand.
The clouds that had dispersed once again gathered above the head of the giant silver dragon. Several cracks appeared in the sky at the same time, and silver strands hung down from the cracks. However, the water flowing in the waterfall was not water.
But the raging magic power.
Due to the disturbance of magic power, the sky also turned into a golden and red color, as if time passed from afternoon to evening, a scene of burning clouds.
Everyone in the square opened their mouths blankly, looking at this scene that looked like the end of the world. It was a dragon spell, a forbidden technique engraved in the blood of the dragons. They would never use this in their lives.
spell several times.
In fact, almost all magic at the mortal battle level is learned from this kind of forbidden magic. However, compared with the original version, both in terms of quality and scale, it is much worse than that produced by the elves of Numelin.
The forbidden curse from the same source is still not as good as it is.
However, it was only about a hundred years ago that mortals began to use alchemy and magic tools to imitate the dragon's spell.
The sky became dark.
So the silver light veins in the hands of the fourteen master craftsmen in the square became more and more conspicuous at this moment, like fourteen gurgling rivers of light, converging towards the top of the upper level of the Elfendor Tower, making a silver star there.
Become more dazzling.
The arrival of the owner of the Tower of Summer surprised and delighted Fang, almost saving him from a desperate situation. He held a spear in his hand and looked through the eyes of the dragon knight at a bunch of sprays of light behind dozens of structures.
A light blue ribbon flew towards Nicol Bolas.
But the dark dragon fought hard and scattered them.
The little stars that gathered in mid-air scattered again.
It spread its wings and flew towards Milleuthymis in mid-air. Although it had lost its magic ability, the memory and fear of the Dragon Spell remained in its blood, and it knew what kind of power it was.
Fang threw away his spear.
The dragon knight turned around and pulled out a beam sword. It was composed of pure ether flow. Unfortunately, he did not have a real dragon-slaying holy sword in his hand, otherwise this beam of light should be a real material existence.
But enough is enough.
The dragon knight jumped forward and flew into the sky. A pair of wings of light sprouted from behind it. The clear colors exuded countless ether currents, pushing the tall structure towards Nicol Bolas.
go.
At that moment everyone saw the azure star rising in the sky.
It reflected each other with the silver stars next to it, but it quickly moved away from each other, turning into a stream of cyan light and hitting the black shadow on the sky.
Every master craftsman connected to it felt that the demand for computing power had doubled. The dragon knights controlled by simulated calculations made even them feel a little overwhelmed. Not to mention the master controller.
Fang, sweat was flowing down his cheeks like streams, and his soft hair was completely wet and clinging to his forehead.
He closed his eyes tightly, his eyeballs kept trembling, and veins popped out on his forehead. He almost had to clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to hold on and not collapse immediately.
But Tata opened his eyes calmly and gave him a rare worried look.
Nicol Bolas finally noticed the clear light chasing behind him.
Although it was just a glance from the corner of his eye, the fear in his heart still resurfaced again. The unforgettable sting seemed to have turned into an illusion of sword light, and once again slashed at its dragon horn and right claw.
above.
The phantom of the past rushed towards him, almost making him scream.
Nicol Bolas was sweating in his heart. He could no longer endure the oppression of fear and had to turn back to face the dragon knight. The familiar faces getting closer and closer made it almost frightened, but on the one hand, it was full of fear.
He was furious, because Nicol Bolas knew that the man behind him was just a teenager.
"This is too much!"
Nicol Bolas clawed at 'Xuma'.
But its claws caught nothing.
In its somewhat surprised gaze, the construct moved backwards in a strange maneuver that was almost contrary to common sense. After an emergency stop, it crossed its claws. But when Nicol Bolas reacted,
The dragon knight has turned into a stream of light and circled behind it.
Above the sky, the turning green light reflected in the eyes of the craftsmen, and they almost forgot to calculate because they saw what seemed to be a reappearance of the past. The ability to control the light gun was already the limit of their imagination. As for letting the dragon knight
Close combat:
That's another dimension.
But the young man not only fought, but he was not at a disadvantage.
As the craftsmen's calculations stopped and the dragon knight stopped in mid-air, Nicol Bolas finally seized the opportunity to turn around and bite the latter.
But the next moment, the dragon knight took advantage of the state of losing its center of gravity and used a strange zigzag line to miss it. Nicol Bolas was startled for a moment, thinking that he was unlucky. But it turned around and struck again.
The tail of the whip was swept towards it, but the huge structure was clearly rolling in mid-air and missed its tail by an inch.
Only then did Nicol Bolas feel a chill.
At this moment, one dragon and one machine have actually entered a state of spiraling fighting. Even its master, who was born in the sky, feels that it has lost some of its ability to perceive the surrounding space. However, no matter how the opponent spins, he can always accurately detect it.
Find exactly where you are.
and anticipate its attacks.
This sense of space.
How can it be!?
The most horrified look finally appeared in its eyes. At that moment, it seemed that what it saw was no longer the calm and calm young man, but another somewhat handsome young man, standing in front of it with the sharp sword on his back.
.
and smiled lightly at it
Then what caught Nicol Bolas's eyes was a sword light.
It finally came back to its senses with a jolt, and realized that it had been distracted during the battle. It could only watch the sword light passing through its long horns and slashing its right claw. However, the lightsaber barely caused any damage.
Any substantial damage did not even leave a scratch on its scales.
But Nicol Bolas fell into his deepest nightmare at that moment.
It raised its head and screamed in agony.
And the scene that people saw, the cyan stars intertwined with the dark dragon in mid-air, and the bright light track, seemed to be not just a scene that happened at this moment, but that time was flowing backwards in the Brahma.
Above the sky, they saw the legendary hero
To be continued...