Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 125 Massacre
The bones, muscles, skin, and even hair of legends have already left the category of flesh and blood, and ordinary people can't even leave wounds on the body of legendary warriors with ordinary swords.

The heart of the legendary frost giant is tough and powerful, no weaker than some steel, but there is still only one end to be broken in Ron's claws.

Ron pulled his claws out of the legendary frost giant's chest and scanned the other frost giants.

The legendary leader died at the hands of the true blue dragon, but the frost giants were not frightened by the blood on Ron's claws, nor were they angry at the death of their leader.

Frost giants are a ferocious and tyrannical race. Their eyes are only on fighting and killing their enemies. They will not fear, flee or surrender until they are cornered.

Ron killed the leader of the legendary frost giants, but instead aroused the strong fighting spirit of these frost giants. Hundreds of high-level frost giants showed bloodthirsty fierce eyes, and excitedly held weapons such as big swords, giant axes, and maces, roaring. He rushed towards Ron.

The leader of the Frostaxe clan is dead, and was killed by the real blue dragon in front of him, and the head of the real blue dragon has become the most noble and glorious trophy. Whoever can cut off its head will be rewarded. Be the new leader of the Frostaxe clan by stepping on the corpses of the former legendary frost giant leader and this mighty true dragon.

Besieged by hundreds of high-ranking frost giants, seven or eight meters tall giants formed a tall human wall. Behind them, more frost giants took up weapons and rushed to the battlefield.

Hundreds of frost giants rushed forward, galloping like ten thousand war horses with the blood of monsters, and the rumbling sound shook the snow-covered ground.

But Ron's expression didn't change at all. Looking at the dark tide of frost giants, he snorted lightly.

"It's really ignorant and fearless."

The overloaded electric energy once again surged in the body, transforming into a strong magnetic force field that enveloped the entire area with a diameter of 500 meters.

Any metal products, weapons, armor, etc. carried by a frost giant are instantly perceived by Ron.

Even the bodies of the frost giants were looming in the magnetic field.

Flesh and flesh also possessed magnetic power. When the frost giant was swept by the magnetic force, the strong magnetic force field immediately gave Ron the feedback of the weak magnetic force.

It's just that Ron can't control these weak magnetic fields that don't belong to him for the time being. This is already close to the category of strong and weak forces, and even Legend can't do it.

Now Ron can only compress the magnetic field, temporarily strengthen his own flesh and blood, and use it for offense or defense, just like how he killed the legendary frost giant before, but he can't really set foot in this almost godly realm.

But his current mastery of magnetism alone is enough to deal with these frost giants in front of him.

The powerful spirit of the real dragon surged instantly. Under Ron's control, all metals, helmets, chain armor, big swords, and giant axes within the range of the strong magnetic field seemed to come alive.

The iron helmet seemed to have turned into a ferocious animal mouth, with canine-like spikes growing inward, crushing the skulls of the frost giants and crazily chewing their brains.

The chain armor made the frost giants feel as if they had encountered a terrifying and ferocious snow python in the Land of Eternal Winter, tightly strangling their chests. Every time the frost giants struggled to breathe, the chain armor shrank by an inch, strangling the frost giant's lungs and trachea. , to suffocate them to death.

Even the iron boots were fighting against the frost giant. Taking a step forward, the iron boots tightened the frost giant's ankles and remained motionless, as if they had grown on the ground, causing the frost giant, which had lost its center of gravity, to fall to the ground.

Ron stood in place, concentrating on experiencing the experience of manipulating so many magnetic changes at once.

But in the eyes of those frost giants, before the real blue dragon moved a single claw, they started fighting with their own armor and weapons!

And they can't beat these "lived" metal products!

Even if the armor is broken, the big sword is broken, and the giant ax is bent, so what?These metal creations don't feel any pain!They will only continue to climb up and fight like undead horror undead after being broken into pieces of iron and scrap iron!

Iron pieces pierced into the frost giant's skin, cutting the frost giant's tendons back and forth. The bent, broken, and missing weapons kept hitting the frost giants who hadn't died yet. The frost giants who lost their weapons and armor could only dodge. Or stretch out your arms to block.

While Ron was manipulating thousands of metal products in his mind to fight those frost giants, he looked at those frost giants who were furious but unable to escape the fate of death.

Ron was immersed in the various changes of the metal in the magnetic force and the fluctuation of the magnetic field in the body of the fighting frost giants.

Ron squinted his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of manipulating the magnetic force. He used the magnetic force to pull a mace and smashed the head of a frost giant: "This feels really good."

There was no living frost giant within the range of the strong magnetic force field, and the frost giants who gathered around to kill the blue true dragon stopped and stopped outside the range of the strong magnetic force field.

The frost giants were tense, and cold sweat soaked the fur lining.

A frost giant glanced left and right, and the human wall was lined up in a neat row, as if there was a danger warning line drawn in front of their feet, and no one dared to take a step forward.

As long as you keep moving forward, the weapons and armor on their bodies will "live" and kill them, but there is no frost giant who strips off the armor and throws away the weapons. Losing the armor and weapons, they will also die tragically on the other side In the hands of the real dragon.

Only in the dead silence of the howling cold wind, the frost giants did not move, but Ron moved.

On the bloody battlefield covered with stumps and arms of frost giants, deformed helmets, torn chain armor, broken sword blades, and distorted giant axes all floated up one after another, as if they were worn by invisible monsters. .

Ron took a step forward, and the floating metal also took a step forward, but the human wall formed by the frost giants retreated abruptly.

There was a smile on the corner of Ron's mouth, and then the smile gradually widened until the ferocious fangs were exposed, and the smile gradually became abnormal.

With a flutter of wings, the huge body flew forward suddenly, and the floating armor and weapons rushed towards the frost giant's human wall like a frenzy of metal.

The frost giants huddled in a pile had no time to retreat, and the frost giants who retreated in a hurry squeezed the frost giants behind them and fell crookedly.

The stumbled frost giants crowded and trampled, and were instantly overtaken by Ron in the magnetic field and electric light.

Having witnessed the previous battle, these frost giants have lost their fighting spirit.

The previous high-level frost giants were the strongest group of forces in the clan, but their strength was only middle-level or just reached high-level.

Hundreds of high-level frost giants couldn't even touch the scales of the real dragon, let alone them?
Frost giants, however fierce and warlike they are, are not mindless beasts.

But the hasty evacuation resulted in worse results. The crowded and retreating frost giants were unprepared to be swept up by the strong magnetic force field.

The armor and weapons on their bodies also "lived" as before, and weapons and iron pieces tore apart the frost giant's line.

The few frost giants who mustered up their courage and charged towards Long were directly scraped off by the fine metal shards in the storm of metal fragments, and were cut into fresh blood-stained skeletons amidst screams.

These frost giants finally gave birth to fear, fierce and cruel, and they couldn't help being terrified even when they were eager to fight.

Because this is not a battle at all, but a massacre.

(End of this chapter)