Warhammer Wizard Chapter 1063

"White dragon?"

Corsaro narrowed his eyes and saw the white figures flying down from the sky.

Their bodies are covered with pure white scales, with huge wings, four sharp claws under their abdomens, slender necks, and a thick layer of bone horns growing on the back of their necks. Teeth, like the most ferocious beast.

These characteristics all reveal their identity, it is the white dragon!

"There are also giant dragons in the southern continent?"

Korsaro was surprised. Although the giant dragon was one of the oldest races in Alanus, in the prehistoric era, the number of giant dragons was extremely rare.

When the Southern Continent was blocked by the Ancient Sage Altar, it was nearly 4,000 years before the second era of the rise of the giant dragon.

So in the troll language of the southern continent, there is not even the word "dragon".

When Leizhu Tianbing infiltrated the Frost Axe Tribe to investigate the situation, they collected a piece of information: the Frost Axe Tribe believed in a Loa called "Gurgris".

Guglis means "white beast" in the troll language.

In the descriptions of the trolls, Guglis is a huge flying beast with terrible power and power, mastering the power of ice, and its lair is built on the coldest peak of the Kerala Mountains. The Frost Axe clan sends a batch of prey offerings every few months, but few trolls other than the clan chief have ever seen it in person.

Although Guglis did not master the temple, its power was not much worse than those of the loa.

Only now did I see it, it turned out to be the White Dragon!

What people are most afraid of is the unknown. Once the mystery is lifted and the truth is known, it will feel dull.

Corsaro couldn't help laughing.

The white dragon is the branch with the lowest intelligence among the chromatic dragons. It is ferocious and savage. It acts like a beast by instinct. It is known as the "shame of the dragon" and usually appears in groups as a family.

This group of white dragons is huge, with fifteen heads in total!

The head is an ancient male white dragon, about 70 meters long, it should be the Guglis mentioned by the frost axe troll.

In addition to it, there are four old white dragons, one male and three females, all of which are obviously the offspring of Guglis, and the three female white dragons are also its mates. Bailong has low intelligence and is like a beast, and naturally there is no taboo against **** with close relatives.

The rest of the white dragons are also descendants of Guglis. There are mature dragons, adult dragons, young dragons and even young dragons, galloping behind the ancient dragons.

"Roar…"

The dragon's roar spread far away.

In the distance, among the snow-capped mountains of the Kerala Mountains, more figures flew out, and the number increased, and soon reached hundreds.

These figures are quite similar to the white dragon, their body size is obviously smaller, but their speed is not slow at all.

They flew towards the Frost Axe tribe, apparently obeying the white dragon.

Korsaro's Soul Eye magnified these white figures in his field of vision, and it was clear that they were a group of ice-winged dragons. This kind of flying dragon is not unfamiliar. The trolls of the Frost Axe tribe have domesticated more than a dozen, and only the chief of the tribe and the most powerful hunter can have them.

He just chopped off several heads.

It was originally thought that the ice pterosaur was a branch of the southern continent pterosaur, but now it seems that it should be the product of the combination of the white dragon and the pterosaur.

Needless to say, the white dragon gave birth to the pterosaurs and gave birth to hybrids, and the number was huge, because the suppression of the blood was completely at the mercy of the white dragon race.

The group of white dragons and ice-winged dragons became more and more dragons, and the dragon roar and dragon might overwhelmed the earth.

The Frost Axe troll who was struggling to resist cheered up, shouting loudly for the Loa he believed in, and the prayers of "Guglis" spread in the cold wind.

The paladin of the Radiance Legion also saw the dragon group in the sky, and immediately showed nervousness.

A tall golden figure soared into the sky in the city, hovering at an altitude of several hundred meters, looking at the flying white dragon.

"Chief!"

When the paladins saw Corsaro's figure, they immediately calmed down. In their minds, the chief is invincible, even if Guglis is a loa? The chief is also a Loa, and it is the Loa who truly masters the power of the temple!

"keep fighting!"

"Destroy these cold-blooded trolls until they drop their weapons and surrender."

The captains of the paladins shouted loudly, speeding up the attack on each line of defense in Katale City, "The most powerful enemy is dealt with by the chiefs, let's do our own thing!"

Frostaxe trolls are losing ground.

Korsaro looked at the group of white dragons, and then looked at the ice-winged dragons farther away, with some interest in his eyes. But what he was interested in was the ice-winged dragons. These flying dragons were very suitable for shining warriors as mounts to form a fast-moving air force.

There are many beasts suitable for flying mounts on the southern continent, but the population is not large.

Mainly eagles and pterosaurs.

It is rare to see a large group of ice pterosaurs, so it cannot be wasted.

As for these white dragons, the master tamer of the mutant mobile phone can subdue the ice-winged dragon, but it has no effect on the white dragon.

In a single thought, Bai Long's life and death were decided.

Corsaro lifted the Lightbreaker tomahawk in his right hand, and held it in his left hand, condensing a sword of dawn.

A terrifying aura emanated.

The Frost Axe trolls in Katale City all felt the terrifying pressure, even more terrifying than the white dragon. Some trolls fell to the ground with weak limbs, trembling all over.

In the group of white dragons that were flying down, Guglis couldn't help but slow down, and the dragon's face showed a look of fear.

"Loa?"

It speaks Troll, not Draconic.

Although the habits of white dragons are close to those of beasts, Guglis, an ancient dragon that has lived for more than 2,000 years, has been able to suppress the instincts of beasts. Retired.

Of course, the proud nature of being a giant dragon does not allow it to retreat without fighting.

"At least try the opponent's strength..."

"Can't beat it and run away."

As soon as Guglis had this idea, he saw the wings of the troll above Catalai fluttering, and the figure turned into a golden light and approached him. The speed was extremely fast, comparable to lightning, but it was only because the distance was far enough. See clearly.

If you are fighting in close quarters, you may not be able to catch the enemy's trajectory even with your eyes.

"too fast!"

Guglis screamed badly.

What it fears most is fast enemies. The huge size of the dragon is an advantage most of the time, but in the face of lightning fast opponents, it is almost a situation of being beaten.

"Must go back first..."

Guglis's thoughts just fell, and a black figure was reflected in the ice-blue dragon's eye.

It had never seen this race, was smaller than a troll, was thin, had no fangs in its mouth, and had no sharp claws on its hands, it didn't look like it could survive in the forest, and the skin was pale and emaciated The body cannot contain power.

This "troll" was wearing a black robe, holding a straight stick in his hand, and a quaint gate made of transparent worms in his eyes.

Guglis felt a "power".

Not the power of muscles and claws, but a supernatural power that it cannot describe in words, this frail body is the master of the world and governs all things.

"How did he show up?"

In the next instant, Guglis saw a strange radiance bloom from the top of the opponent's stick, instantly covering himself and the surrounding white dragons.

Then the world went quiet.

The body that was flying at high speed suddenly stopped in the air. Guglis has experienced eight soul transformations, and has divinity, which can resist the stop of time, but the speed drops sharply and the thinking becomes slow. Longan can rotate a little bit. angle.

"what is this…"

Guglis struggled to blink, and found that all his children were hovering in the air, like insects frozen in ice.

In its wisdom, the concept of time stopping cannot be understood.

But it knew that it was in a terrible crisis and had to break free of this control, but a light of lightning flew in front of it.

The light spread out, revealing a tall troll with wings on its back, holding a battle axe and a giant sword. The mighty power that could control the world had no effect on him, and the strange troll who unleashed this mighty power only appeared. It disappeared in an instant.

But the control is still there!

Without any hesitation, Corsaro raised his axe and cut off the neck of a strong-aged white dragon.

The sturdy dragon scales were inferior to wood under his battle axe, and the cuts were flat, but not a single drop of dragon blood came out because of the time stop.

His figure flickered continuously in the range where time stopped.

Every flicker was accompanied by a beheading, either a battle axe or a giant sword, reaping the life of the white dragon with ease.

Guglis's deity exploded wildly, the resistance time stopped, and the speed recovered to half, but compared to Corsaro, it was still as slow as a snail. beheaded.

In the last second when time stopped, only Guglis remained in the White Dragons.

Corsaro's figure flashed.

Teleport!

He appeared on the head of Guglis, stepped on his feet heavily, and released a sacred shock. The 20th-level extreme power exploded ten times the lethality in an instant. Gris let out a cry of pain.

"Ow..."

The tragic dragon roar resounded through the sky, attracting the trolls on both sides of the battle in Katale City.

At this time, Guglis found that the voice had recovered, and he was able to make a dragon roar, and the mighty power that controlled the world had disappeared.

It immediately turned upside down, endured the severe pain and shook off the enemy above its head, spewing out its most powerful breath of ice.

But it was too late.

A 100-meter magic sword light slashed the dragon's breath and zoomed in sharply in the field of vision.

Guglis's head and neck were separated, the dragon's breath stopped abruptly, and the anger, fear and all the light in its eyes dimmed.

At this moment, the trolls raised their heads when they heard the dragon roar, and saw a shocking scene.

Fifteen huge white dragons fell from the sky.

Their heads were cut off, their heads were separated, and the blood was pouring down like rain. All the trolls stared at the sky in astonishment, their bodies stiff, until the body of the white dragon fell between the mountains outside the city of Katale. Made a dull noise.

"The mighty Guglis..."

The Frost Axe trolls were full of disbelief. They believed in Loa for more than a thousand years, but they were killed in an instant.

Then there was boundless fear in my heart.

Corsaro stands in the sky.

bang bang bang...

In shock and despair, some Frost Axe trolls whose beliefs had collapsed threw away their weapons, expressing that they would give up their resistance. The paladins of the Radiance Legion had already been instructed not to kill all the enemies who surrendered. Seeing this, the other Frost Axe trolls put down their weapons one after another.

The battle ended quickly.

The Frost Axe Tribe and Katale City were brought under the rule of the Scorching Sun Tribe, and the Radiance Legion was well-versed in suppressing the sporadic resistance forces, picking up the mess and starting a purge in the city.

However, the matter of Corsaro was not over yet, he was still thinking about the group of ice-winged flying dragons.

The demise of the White Dragons frightened the Ice Winged Dragons. Before they arrived at Katale City, they were all scared out of their wits and turned their heads and fled.

Korsaro glanced at the place where the white dragon fell. Raistlin had already taken the dragon's soul with his soul stone. The demon souls of these fifteen white dragons could be worth a lot of money, and their corpses were also precious materials. A large number of potions can be refined to create magic equipment.

However, the most precious is the corpse and dragon soul of Guglis, which contains divinity and must be absorbed by Sanguinius.

After the divine creature dies, the divinity will be lost quickly, and it cannot be delayed for too long.

Raistlin became Wren.

He put Guglis' corpse into the pixel world, opened a portal, entered the ancient holy altar of Ingeniero, threw the corpse out, and Sanguinius appeared, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the still hot dragon corpse , Suddenly, a huge divinity poured into the body along the arm.

On the interface of Sanguinius' mobile phone, the divine value in the golden flame jumped rapidly.

Before today, Korsaro conquered the headhunter tribe and dozens of tribes, and ruled three million trolls. Some trolls have already converted to the Lord of Radiance, and the trolls of the Lie Sun tribe have become more and more pious. Gilles' divinity grows to over 9000!

Now absorbing the white dragon's divinity, it exceeded 10,000 in just a few minutes.

That's enough to ignite the fire!

If Sanguinius wishes, he can transfer his divinity to the divine fire at any time, fill it up, choose a priesthood, and consecrate it once.

But he didn't do that, and there was no wavering on his grim face, he just continued to devour divinity.

Divinity rises rapidly.

After a while.

The corpse of the ancient white dragon has become bleak. Although it still contains strong power, it has lost the mighty power of transcending the mortal species, and now it is just an ordinary corpse.

Sanguinius let go, the divinity value displayed on the phone interface: 31337!

The Guglis Frost Axe tribe has believed in for more than a thousand years. Among the many Loa in the Southern Continent, the strength is second only to those of the dozen or so who hold the altar of the ancient saint. It is a real demigod. Sex is enough for other demigods to be conferred God twice.

For Sanguinius, however, that was far from enough.

Sanguinius sat on the altar of the ancient saint, closed his eyes and pondered, feeling the huge divinity in his body, Ren looked at him from the side, and exchanged it with Raistlin.

at the same time.

Between the mountains of the Kerala Mountains, on the cold cliffs that the trolls can't see, a series of portals opened in the lair of the ice-wing dragon, and out of it came out one after another, disguised as trolls, and began to capture. The ice pterosaur who just returned to the nest in fright.

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