The Duke can have such a superior attack environment, which is inseparable from the efforts of the Phantom Goddess believers. 【First Release】

The Holy Land was destroyed, and their goddess did not abandon them.

The oracle continued to reach the ears of the surviving priests, and another high-ranking Cyric priest was killed by a mysterious man under the command of the Phantom Goddess, which more or less restored the confidence of the believers.

The surviving believers hid in various places such as mountain streams and cliffs, exerting all their strength to release divine magic, creating the phantom of arrow rain.

If it was half an hour ago, Cyric's people would definitely not hide.

It's different now. Knowing that almost all the arrows shot were made by phantoms, the commander didn't dare to untie the defensive circle.

In guerrilla warfare, a hundred trolls are no match for a half-elf shooter.

At this moment, an unremarkable blond short-haired human man stood up. There are no great looks, only angular lines.

Halken, who had a long golden beard, had a livid face. He closed his eyes, and his black robe was automatic without wind. After a while, he spat fiercely.

"The Wind Demon Arrows have left, at least for the time being, and the rest are those phantom believers like mice."

Just as Halken was about to announce the release of the circular formation, a continuous roar of dragons resounded through the sky.

Dragon Knight... regiment?

How could the lonely old woman of the Mirage Goddess find the Dragon Knights as a helper?

It was enough of a surprise for Halken to encounter the attack of the Wind Demon Arrows. The group of white dragon knights that swooped down from the clouds and formed three huge rows didn't look like they were passing by.

Halken's face of a passerby was suddenly distorted and uglier than a troll!

"spread--"

The dinosaur rider panicked and drove the big guy under him.

But it was too late.

Dragon, the king of beasts. The dragon's power has a strong suppressive force on other creatures. Not to mention the Yalong species with the thin blood of the dragon family.

The slave in that kind of gene can never be erased by human domestication.

Faced with this fear from the bottom of his bones, the slightly stronger Yalong was shivering, and the weaker one was so frightened that **** and urine burst out.

The Yalong Knights were in a mess, and only the lightly equipped Amn shadow thieves were scattered.

The ogres at the other end of the circle took heavy steps, trying to escape from this dead zone, but their escape was meaningless.

The dive of the White Dragon Legion came almost in the blink of an eye.

A row of 8 white dragons raised its beak-like, crested head in unison, and its broad chest expanded rapidly.

In the next instant, a cone-shaped cold breath spewed out from the sharp dragon's mouth.

As 8 white dragons breathed icy dragon breath in rows, a moving wall of cold ice wind appeared.

It was an extremely spectacular scene, and all the surviving Phantom cultists and some of the archers of the Stormtroopers were fortunate enough to witness it.

After the moving frozen wall swept through, the turbulent land suddenly became dead silent. The movements of all creatures are frozen in the last moments of their lives.

Maybe panic, or scream. Some knelt down, some ran wild.

From the dragon to the troll, from the rider to the shadow thief, the lifelike expressions can be seen through the thick ice.

Only a very small number of priests and wizards escaped this disaster by relying on magic.

There was no room for Cyric's army to breathe. When the first round of the white dragon's breath was over, the rider pulled the white dragon up, and the white dragons shook their white wings and began to climb.

Behind them, the second wave of eight white dragons, separated by 100 meters, began to wash the ground.

The bottom of the Misty Grand Canyon is actually very spacious for people, 200 meters wide. I didn't think that before, Cyric's army only felt that driving the Phantom Believers in was like rushing into a cage, free to hunt and kill at will.

They never thought that they would be the hunted party.

If there is no dragon, 200 meters is very wide.

The admission of the White Dragon Knights made these 200 meters a dead Jedi.

The knights of Duke Dasnir shouted cheerfully, and let the white dragon use the dragon's breath to sweep the Cyric legion in the valley lowland like a plough again and again, until the white dragon's breath was exhausted.

Only while letting go and laughing, indulge the white dragons to have a meal.

Although white dragons, like other dragons, can eat almost anything, they have a very peculiarity, that is, they only eat frozen food. After killing its prey with its breath attack, the white dragon likes to swallow the opponent's corpse while it is still frozen.

Seeing this scene, Dasnir frowned, but he was helpless.

Bailong's IQ is not high, and he acts more on instinct. Seeing victory, of course we have to go wild and feed our stomachs. If you forcibly stop it, you can kill your own white dragon knight at any time.

Of course, the Duke did not expect these rough guys to do fine work from the very beginning.

Afterwards, the Dark Guard troops and the small mage regiment, which had exhausted the Duke's dozen or so bipedal dragons to death, were the Duke's biggest support.

"Search! Find the person of 'Black Will' Halken Akmiliel, and I will reward you with 100,000 gold coins!" The duke's arrogant words made his subordinates scream.

Soon, the duke had a harvest.

Not Halken, but a few low-level and middle-level priests.

The duke, who had the appearance of a tough man, rarely showed a satisfied and soft smile.

Worth it!

Knowing this news in the early morning, they rushed out and flew for nearly 10 consecutive hours at the limit speed that the White Dragon Knights could reach. After crossing a thousand miles, a magical weapon fell from the sky and struck Cyric's army by surprise.

After all, it didn't go to waste.

With these Cyric priests alone, he could escape Bane's punishment.

Of course, to get Bane's favor, Halken is a must!

However, after the temporary torture of several survivors, the Duke was a little impatient. A priest who is good at hiding in the shadows is hard to find.

The reason why the Cyric followers are difficult to destroy is because they are well hidden. A war of annihilation like this might not happen once in a few years.

Here, the Duke is restless.

Over there, Raven, who was standing on the mountain, was a little off.

Beside him, there are two incarnations of goddesses standing on the left and right, Lyra in the state of the misty female figure, and the red knight in the red horse head chess piece.

The two goddesses looked unhappy in their incarnations.

"Hey! I don't understand. Isn't the goal achieved now? Cyric's monster army is dead. The phantom cultists managed to escape. Red Knight, your Stormtrooper Arrows have not lost. We agreed All the predetermined goals have been achieved!" Raven expressed that he did not understand the thoughts of these two queen-like goddesses.

"The basic goal is achieved. But I haven't got my divinity back." Laila spoke coldly.

"I should have been satisfied. The grand strategic goal was achieved, I should have been happy. But seeing Bann's minions so happy, I suddenly felt unhappy." The horse head incarnated by the Red Knight showed a rather anthropomorphic expression, the horse's mouth "Cut" pouted.

"The wisdom of mortals is limited." Raven shrugged.

"I'm not happy. I wanted to give you something good, but I changed my mind." The Red Knight said.

"Agreed." Ms. Mist agreed coldly.

"Okay, okay!" Raven suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Even Bann has appeared, and such a small canyon has gathered the forces of four gods. Presumably the two of you don't mind more forces entering the field? "

The eyes of the incarnations of the two goddesses lit up at the same time.

"Bane is here, can I be without Tom and Tyre?" Raven smiled cheaply: "Actually, I let White Hair carry Salk's head to the Church of Loyalty and Courage. I don't know. Whether Tom's people can catch up, but once they catch up, there will be a good show."

As if responding to Raven's words, Laila suddenly sensed the presence of a group of people.

"It turned out to be them?"

Raven didn't even ask who 'they' were, and opened the map directly: "Lead them from here and kill them here."

The misty lady said nothing, nodded, and disappeared.

A quarter of an hour later, the Duke's messy White Dragon Army, which was having a feast, was raided. Under the cover of fog and phantoms, the attacker almost rushed within 30 meters before being noticed by the perception of the white dragon.

"Thom's Paladins!?" The Duke was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue.

Not only the paladins, but also a large number of Thom priests in the team.

"Have a heart to save!"

"Our mission is to maintain just laws and systems!"

"Justice will triumph!"

"My Lord's glory dispels all evil!"

Shouting the unique slogans of paladins, these righteous messengers on the Ultron continent rushed to enemies who were many times bigger than them with a fearless attitude.

The more devout Paladins can carry the more divine power, the hard armor with divine power can even resist the violent claws of the white dragon, and the two-handed sword full of divine power can also easily smash the white dragon's shining white scales. Let the white dragons let out a shrill scream.

The brilliance of divine magic kept shining on the priests of Thom, against the various spells of the evil wizards of Bane.

Under the instructions of the Red Knight, the Wind Demon Arrows attacked again, and the sharp arrows prioritized sniping those flying dragons that were trying to soar into the air.

The Duke's heart was dripping blood, sinking rapidly into the abyss.

Bailong is not Chinese cabbage. It takes a long time for any white dragon to grow from a dragon egg to an adult. Even if Ben's divine power can recruit the Dragon Clan as a helper for him, the Dragon Clan must have excess combat power.

Here, five white dragons were killed in seconds in almost the first face-to-face encounter.

Tom made his blood this time, and even frantically recruited all the powerhouses in the surrounding areas. In the attacking team, the Duke saw the figures of three legendary paladins.

Only 7 white dragons and a few flying dragons managed to take off in the end.

Fortunately, the priests of Cyric who were captured also brought ~lightnovelpub.net~, otherwise, the only way to go back is to face Bane's anger sadly.

The name of the tyranny of the **** of tyranny Benn is not blown out!

The Duke's heart was twitching, and he had no revenge at all. Thom's people are here. As Thom's boss, the people of Tyr, the **** of justice, are probably already on the way, and they can't go if they don't go.

On the mountain, the two queens who saw all this, oh no, it was the goddess who finally showed a satisfied smile.

Raven said, "Ms. Mist, I know Sainz is here, let her and Randall come with me."

"What?" the two goddesses asked at the same time.

Raven smiled brightly: "Let's celebrate the fall of another Cyric priest."

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Thanks to Ye's innocent book friend for the reward

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