bookandnovel Chapter 765: The Power of the Demonic Dragon
Chapter 765: The Power of the Demonic Dragon
Chapter 765: The Power of the Demonic Dragon
"Why did the dragon's breath suddenly become so strong?"
"Even the Sword of San Juan can't kill it?"
The flames burned the inverted bowl-shaped shield. Every paladin and combat monk was sweating profusely. A few people with special abilities, through the terrifying dragon flames, suddenly discovered that the three-headed dragon had disappeared in the sky at some point.
Instead, there was a dragon that was even more terrifying and countless times more powerful.
It has a dark red crown-shaped dragon horn on its head, and when its wings are spread, it seems to be able to block out the sun. The dense dark red scales are like carefully carved works of art, covering its body in an orderly manner, as if it were inlaid with countless precious rubies.
It looked even bigger than the "Jureas" land craft, but its huge body did not look bloated at all. If it were not for the sharp bone spurs on its spine that added a bit of hideousness, it could not even be called a "dragon".
The three-headed dragon circled above the giant red and black dragon that Lothar had transformed into, feeling quite excited: "Burn, destroy, spread the shadow of death! Let those mortals who don't respect true dragons experience the power of us superior dragon species!"
The billowing smoke covered the sun.
The blazing dragon flames painted the entire world a dark red. The magma-like volcanic divinity flowed between the scales of the red and black dragon, and as he flapped his wings, it spread out countless rains of fire.
"Are you teaching me what to do?"
Still spewing dragon fire, Lothar managed to send out a message in his busy schedule: "Go and burn the enemy's landships! If you keep being lazy, forget about your chance of promotion. You will be a weak and humble young dragon for the rest of your life."
Although the size of the three-headed dragon has reached the standard of an ordinary adult high-level dragon, it is actually at the level of a young dragon. As a three-headed alien species, its true adult size is definitely not just ten meters.
As the voice came down, the mighty dragon power was like the gloomy clouds in the sky at that moment, pressing down to the ground with a bang.
For a moment, even the most unruly fire dragon head did not dare to refute. The three heads reached a consensus without any discussion and flew towards the landship on the ground that was aiming at Lothar and firing.
"Fire, keep firing!"
"Don't be stingy with your ammunition. If we don't fire now, we'll have no chance when the dragon is free to deal with us!"
On the land cruiser, Major James was trembling all over. When he learned the news of the expeditionary army's disastrous defeat in the Battle of New Naples, he was very indignant and believed that it was the cowardice of the soldiers and the stupidity of the officers that led to such a result.
Isn't it just a giant dragon?
As a believer of the Steam and Mechanical Sect, Major James has always firmly believed that any life with a physical form and flesh and blood will be reduced to ashes in front of artillery filled with white crystal and magic stone.
If not, it only means that the caliber of the artillery is not large enough and the charge is not enough.
But when he actually faced this legendary species like the king of the sky, he felt that his previous pride was simply a joke.
With a bang.
Three more white crystal bombs exploded on the surface of the newly appeared red and black dragon, but when the smoke cleared, it seemed that not even a bit of damage was caused. The huge dragon did not even move at all because of the shock wave of the exploding shells.
"God of Steam and All Machines, even the 400mm main gun of the Sea Sovereign may not be able to kill such a dragon, right?"
The engineers and technicians on the landship were already somewhat desperate.
However, the Mexican soldiers who followed orders and continued to carry ammunition still had full confidence in this mysterious and powerful war machine. However, if they had the spare time to get close to the porthole to observe the situation, the confidence brought by this ignorance would burst like a soap bubble.
At this moment, a message from the "San Juan" came through the communicator: "Activate the magic shield immediately, the three-headed dragon is above your head!"
James' face turned pale and he shouted at the top of his voice, "Above your head? Magic shield! Quick, activate the magic shield immediately!"
The next moment, the Jureas seemed to have entered a sandstorm. The hull began to shake violently, and the thermometer hanging on the wall rose sharply until it exploded. The entire landship seemed to have turned into a huge oven.
Right above the Hureas, the three-headed demon dragon was grinning fiercely, and its three heads were already pouring out dragon fire without reservation.
"Quick, constant temperature magic circle, turn off the external air circulation!"
Major James issued orders in rapid succession. He held the handrail tightly, thinking desperately: "God bless you, the god of steam and machinery bless you, Quetzalcoatl bless you. Whoever you are, please save the Jureas!"
On board the San Juan.
Major Nelson was anxious: "Quick, turn the gun holes immediately, the Jureas can't hold out for much longer."
The upper armor plate of the land-speeder was relatively fragile compared to the front armor, and the green dragon flame spewed out by the dragon was extremely corrosive. Even if the land-speeder armor was mixed with anti-magic metal, it would be difficult to withstand it for long.
"Major, use the Milo bullet!"
Major Nelson's expression froze. The Milo bullet was a high-powered artillery shell developed by a researcher named Milo at the Big Ben Science Institute. He calculated the limit of the ratio of white crystal to gunpowder, which could maximize the power of the artillery shell, but the price was that if one was unlucky, the shell might explode before it was fired.
The San Juan was loaded with such impractical shells purely to trick the Mexicans into clearing their inventory.
"Major, there is no time to hesitate. After the Jureas is done, it will be our turn! No matter how fast the landspeeder runs, can it be faster than a dragon flying with its wings?"
Major Nelson clenched his fists. "Okay, let's use the Milo bullets, but we can't guarantee a hit. It's time to ask those Mexican wizards for help. Tell them that no matter what the cost, they must control the dragon for five seconds!"
"Hahaha, what a weak attack!"
The three-headed dragon nimbly dodged the bombardment of cannons manned by Mexican soldiers. Even the British did not have professional anti-aircraft guns, let alone the Mexicans. It was too difficult to hit the three-headed dragon with such artillery.
Even if it is a real anti-aircraft gun, it is difficult to expect to hit the enemy's flying objects head-on. It either relies on a high-rate of fire barrage or a large-scale explosion.
Most of the artillery used by the Mexicans were outdated muzzle-loading smoothbore cannons, and their calibers were generally small. The only few heavy artillery that could pose a threat to the three-headed dragon were unable to hit it at all.
"Is this the extent of human weapons? Hahahaha, then Lord Ladon is going to carry out a massacre!"
Compared to the arrogant Fire Dragon Head, the Curse Dragon Head was much more cautious: "Be careful, don't forget that we were killed by human weapons in the first place."
The poisonous dragon head sneered: "Oh, they just blocked the entrance of our dragon's nest when we just woke up. Otherwise, these human weapons will not be able to hit the great king of the sky!"
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At this time, Porfirio had no time to care about the landship he had bought at a high price. The rapidly rising temperature made it difficult for him to breathe. The two spellcasters who followed him were faced with such a dilemma and could not come up with any solution.
"Damn it, this dragon might have reached the level of an ancient dragon. How can the people of Texas raise such a terrifying ancient dragon?"
Archbishop Michael seemed to have been frightened by the enemy's terror. He just stood there stupidly, praying silently.
The shield formed by the holy light became weaker and weaker, and the temperature became higher and higher.
Just when Porfirio was feeling desperate, Archbishop Michael suddenly raised the obsidian sword in his hand, and his voice seemed to come from heaven, full of holiness.
“God said, ‘Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters.’ So there was a firmament and an ocean in the world.”
The obsidian sword chopped down heavily, and the surging dragon flame was cut in half like the sky and ocean split by God, one half rose into the sky, and the other half fell into the earth.