"We don't need to help him until this situation is lifted, so we will help others for the time being."

"With the high power that His Highness now shows, I feel that he won't be able to kill all those legends any time soon."

Even in the form of a true dragon, the temperament still looks a bit elegant. The silver dragon watched Muria holding a sword and a sword to kill the Quartet, and could not help making a sound of amazement.

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's do it!" Looking at the silver dragons who started the discussion, the leading ancient silver dragon felt a headache. Although she is the queen of the Kingdom of Tiago in name, these silver dragons must obey. For her, but in fact, they are all independent, a loose coalition government, there is no subordinate relationship in the true sense.

"Just ask both of you to entangle the ice dragon. Don't let it interfere with the battle of His Highness. Seal it if you can!"

After looking at Muria's violent fighting stance completely unconnected with the normal Jinlong, the leading ancient Yinlong looked down at the ruins of the iceberg not far below, and a spear of thunder was nailed to the iceberg. The ice dragon on it, tearing its own flesh, is trying to break free from the suppression of the spear.

It has torn off its jaw, and is now tearing the scaled flesh of its neck. It cannot shake the spear of the day, so it can only use self-harm to get out of trouble.

"As for the other dragons, you can choose the battle group freely, and help whoever you want!"

"But who can we help?" The eight silver dragons looked at the leading ancient silver dragon questioningly. In their eyes, in addition to Muria, as well as Michaeliera and Ilvestre, the remaining fighting dragons were still None of the giants is a good thing. Their fighting silver dragons feel that they are fine.

"Of course to help the subordinate of His Highness."

"But these legends, who is in the same camp as His Highness Muria?"

"Yeah, we can't tell the difference." A slender and elegant silver dragon fluttered its tail, flapped its wings, and replied lazily. "So, we can't help."

"You don't pretend to be stupid!" Gu Yinlong glanced fiercely at those guys who wanted to be lazy. "The ancient green dragon is that there cannot be such a dragon on our continent who likes living in tropical jungles , It should come to us with Muria. "

"And the red dragon descendant, she knew at a glance that it was not our subcontinent."

"It's not good to help these guys!" These are five-colored dragons that have a gap with Yinlong, and the Yinlongs are a little unwilling.

"Below is the Frost Giant fighting the Frost Giant warrior. Do we really want to help them? Will our family members be consumed in this kind of place?"

"You have to help them. This is the order of the Dragon King!"

"Okay, okay!" Out of respect and awe of the Dragon King, nine annular space doors were opened in these nine silver dragons, and then the air force belonging to the United Kingdom of Tiago took the lead to fly out-a well-equipped Cold subspecies flying dragon troops.

Then, a mighty floating fleet emerged from the annular space gate, which is a kingdom's air defense force.

"These Frost Giants below, just attack those who don't wear armor!"

"Ask me knowingly, how can an ordinary frost giant forge a metal weapon!"

"I'm asking this to make sure, to avoid mistakes."

"I think you just want to share the responsibility with the dragon!"

"Notify the fleet, adjust the muzzle to those Frost Giants who are not wearing armor, and give me a hard blow, don't keep your hands."

boom! boom! boom……

The roaring sound of magic artillery came, the scorching element rays, the magical artillery shell with a strong impact ... fell into the barbaric frost giant that was besieging the giant corps, letting a gorgeous flower of death on the ground Let it go, with a beauty that belongs to death.

"What's going on with these guys?" Muria blasted several icebergs with fists, which were gathered by the legendary Frost Giants with his own power and threw them as weapons.

"Even if you help me so desperately, I won't give money." Muria's eyes showed a wary look, and he suspected that these were coming to him for extra money. He had a similar routine in his previous life. He didn't even talk about the price at the beginning, and then asked for a pricey reward after doing things.

He is still in a state of poverty and whiteness. No, Muria is now worth 500 million, and he says he is all over him. He's still waiting for the half-planes he conquered to make a profit for him and pay off his debts.

If after the fight, these silver dragons dare to make a fuss, he will not hesitate to refuse, there is no bronze, Muria thought so.

"You don't have to struggle, rest assured, I will keep my promise, I will not kill you." Muria had a smile on her face, and showed no mercy in her hand, and pierced the Seven Sin Sword severely. The chest of a Frost Giant, despite his wailing, twisted fiercely.

The fiery ripples diffused from him, temporarily separating the legend of the Frost Giant in front of him, the other three legends, and then Muria wielded the magic sword to cut all his limbs and cut him into a pillar. .

"I don't want to suffer this kind of pain again, just control the speed of my flesh regeneration. I promise you, I won't kill you." Muria warned in a gentle tone the frost giant who had cut off his limbs, and then gently Kicked him to the ground.

Even if a war is going on the ground ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ with legendary strength is enough to protect itself, and the giant Frost, which was guaranteed by Muria, said nothing, and fell silently on the ground without resistance.

However, the speed of his flesh regeneration has slowed a lot between silence and silence. He really didn't want to fight Muria again. He was chopped off and kept growing again. This is really a very kind of Bad experience, strong resilience is one thing, but suffering is another.

"White snake, I have a habit, no matter if others are good or bad to me, I will return it ten times, hundred times, so are you ready?"

Muria, holding the halberd, looked at the white giant snake that had recovered to a complete state. The gentle tone was full of cold and bone-killing intentions.

Muria has never suffered such painful injuries from birth to now. The bones and flesh below the head are all mashed and mixed together. This pain, Muria does not want to experience the second time. Other than masochism, no one likes pain, including Muria. Titan's bloodline gave Muria a belligerent belligerent, but belligerent does not mean that he likes pain.

In fact, many Titans like to deal with their opponents without injury. This is also a sharpening of the technique.