A strong sound of wind sounded on Battlefield, and a yellow light lit up deep in the Mountain Dragon pharynx. The heavy earth elements gathered in her mouth like a whirlpool, then roared and breathed out.
Her breath was a high-density mudslide, pouring down like a river pouring in and bursting its embankments, carrying the majestic momentum of Young Dragon, crushing over the earth overwhelmingly.
Wherever the turbulent flow passed, a gully several meters wide was immediately plowed into the ground.
"Come!"
Kेलaili took the lead. Seeing the turbulent flow pouring towards Ferrum, he immediately shook his head and spit out the powerful Gravity Pulse.
So all the running Hatchling Dragon stopped, Gax roared and spit out the shining Thunderfire, Moqi immediately sprayed out a cold cold current, followed closely by Nickel Dragon's acid breath and Tungsten Dragon's scorching beam.
Seeing this scene, Ferrum, who originally planned to retreat to Warband, couldn't help but stop, turned around and exerted his strength, suppressed the strong cold current into a line, and joined the breath of Hatchling Dragon.
In an instant, the power of Young Mountain Dragon collided with the power of the Hatchling Dragon group. The tsunami-like debris flow and the colorful energy flow squeezed each other, making a majestic sound and rumbling like thunder.
Energy and matter fiercely confront each other, and the center of the collision between the two forces appears as a steaming and shining light group, spreading out one after another magnificent halo, and the aftermath visible to the naked eye continues to spread outward.
"Kill!"
Seeing this scene, the morale of Bearfolk, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly boosted. The appearance of Mountain King swept away the shadow of Ashmark Lineage, and the fire of fury filled the hearts of the soldiers.
"Avenge the leader and the big leader, kill them!"
With red eyes, hundreds of Bearfolk warriors abandoned their companions who gave up resistance, roared and joined Battlefield, brandishing shields and iron axes, and strangled the Mountain Goblin who rushed forward.
Both sides were slashing fiercely, the sound of weapons tearing flesh was everywhere, and the wasteland of Windsong Plateau was dyed red with blood.
After a brief stalemate, Mountain Dragon's strength advantage brought by her age was clearly revealed. She roared repeatedly, her voice shook the sky, and the light in her throat was like boiling fire.
The forceful advancement of the mudslide threatened the breath that the Hatchling Dragons had built together, forcing the Hatchling Dragons to retreat continuously under the backlash of energy. Their bodies sank into the mud, and their claws plowed deeper and deeper ravines on the ground.
The strength of both sides has obviously reached the moment of deciding the winner.
At the same time, in the wilderness to the west of Battlefield, a huge roar sounded without any warning. Along with Shen Xiong's roar, another Thunderfire joined the Hatchling Dragons' breathing.
Although it is also Thunderfire, the power of that breath is obviously more powerful than Gax, and its performance is no less than that of Ferrum's cold current of sword light. It is like thunder falling from the sky, and it comes instantly with unparalleled pressure.
With the assistance of this powerful force, the power of the breath of the originally crumbling dragon group surged, which in turn overwhelmed the Mountain King mudslide and pushed it back at an extremely fast speed.
The next moment, the gathered energy flow was like a landslide, bombarding Mountain Dragon's body head-on without any reservation.
Even Young Dragon and Mountain King could not maintain a firm posture at this time. She retreated again and again, and her hard scales exploded and peeled off. She was so pressed by the power of the dragons that she could hardly lift her head. The dark red dragon blood evaporated into a cloud of smoke as soon as it shot out.
Finally, amid the flying sparks and rock debris, Mountain Dragon uncontrollably retreated for more than ten meters. It was not until she couldn't bear it that she swung her claws and tore apart, finally defeating the combined attack of the dragons.
Mountain King gasped heavily, and traces of blood foam oozed from the corners of his mouth.
The Hatchling Dragons were also breathing heavily. This time the collision used up their breath energy, but their eyes were no longer looking at Mountain King, but at Ferrum, and at the tall figure walking next to Ferrum.
A companion that Hatchling Dragons had never thought of appeared on Windsong Plateau's Battlefield.
Ladon.
"Hey, darling, dong, I didn't expect you to call Ladon here. I don't know how much you have to pay for it."
Nipo opened his eyes wide and stood next to Kेलaili: "Didn't you say that Windsong Plateau is very poor? Did you dig up the treasure left by ancient Giant Dragon?"
"I never thought Ladon would come."
Kेलaili said, "Not all dragons are as greedy for money as you are, gritting their teeth and refusing to let go of even a gold coin. However, I don't know how Ferrum called Ladon here."
"This way, Overlord, you don't have to go up."
Nipo looked at the two figures, pursed his lips and said, "Obviously they are a pair."
Kेलaili recovered from panting and turned to glance at Little Cobalt Dragon: "I've always wanted to know where those weird words in your head come from."
"They are more like a pair of partners. I'm not wrong."
Nipo is still staring in front, Iron Dragon is standing with his head held high, and Chrome Dragon is raising his back. They are black and white. They are completely different in shape and style, but they also have the majestic momentum of Archaic Species.
"I was recovering from my injuries, so I came late."
Ladon glanced at Ferrum, said hello, and then looked at the huge Mountain Dragon: "It's indeed interesting."
"Can you still fight?" Ferrum asked.
"I should be the one to ask you this. If you were as powerful as me, we could kill it with just the two of us."
Ladon said, "Let other Hatchling Dragon stay away to avoid dying here."
Since he left Ochre Valley, he has been fighting in Steelspine Plains. He has witnessed the most brutal fighting on the family frontline with his own eyes. Facing such a ferocious and tyrannical Aberrant Monster, the weak Hatchling Dragon cannot easily intervene.
This is because many Aberrant Monsters will go crazy at the last moment, and suddenly grab a certain target and chase it fiercely, with the purpose of dragging the target to death together. Two juvenile Tungsten Dragons have already died like this on Steelspine Plains's Battlefields, and even Great Dragons cannot protect them.
Ferrum understood what he meant and signaled the Hatchling Dragons not to get close for the time being, and to clean up the surrounding Bearfolk soldiers first.
The Mountain Dragon in front of her repeatedly hit the ground. She is a beast walking in the Mistveil Mountains. Bleeding and injuries will not make her weak, but will instead arouse her ferocity.
A large piece of rock collapsed, and Bearfolk and Mountain Goblin who dared to get close to Mountain Dragon were crushed into bloody mud in an instant. She cleared the area around her and rushed forward again with a roar.
"Blood Frenzy."
Roaring in unison.
Archaic Species's heart beat like a war drum, squeezing out majestic blood. The extremely pure dragon's blood flowed rapidly in the blood vessels. Their strength doubled, and vortex-like hot currents and cold flames spewed out from the gaps between their scales.
Then, Ferrum and Ladon suddenly dispersed while running at high speed, drawing two wide arcs on the wasteland, one to the left and one to the right, and actively attacked Mountain Dragon from different directions.
"Is this a chance for revenge from the gods?"
Mountain King recognized these two Hatchling Dragon. In the past ten years, she has been paying attention to Ashmark Lineage. Knowing that she had met the king of Hatchling Dragon in Ochre Valley, she became even more excited and delighted. "Come on, let me kill you!"