Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 157 Go, give him two slaps

Another red dragon lifted off from the traitorous city of the blue dragon and flew towards him. After Moore Niberon cursed angrily, he flew towards him without hesitation.

"Igadios!?" Ronasha burst into anger when she saw Igadios, who was the first to spot the enemy, covered in blood and lying motionless in the deep pit.

Among the dragons under Long En, all the white dragons dare not have too much relationship with her red dragon. Only Igadios, who is also a red dragon, has a close relationship with her (actually, Because Ron secretly hid her blood and transformed it into dragon blood for Igadios, which gave her a natural sense of intimacy).

When Floris usually has no time to deal with territorial government affairs, she will throw her to Igadios to learn spells. Igadios's level is more than enough to teach her, a guy who has just started learning spells.

At this time, seeing that Igadios was seriously injured and unconscious, the irritability factor hidden in the red dragon blood of Lornasha burst out instantly, and she was not afraid to directly collide with the enemy who was a circle bigger than herself.

The scales on the side of Ronasha's neck were dented, and Moore Niberon was also uncomfortable, and his head was dizzy from the impact.

With one blow, Luo Nasha was knocked back and fell to the ground. Before Moore Niberon could be proud, another row of real dragons flew out from the sky in the direction of Black Rock City.

"Shit! Why are there so many!?"

Sixteen white dragons flew into Morniboron's sight, and flew towards him quickly, the dragon's majesty was full of malice.

Moore Nibelung has always looked down on white dragons, or he looked down on all five-color dragons except red dragons.

Although there were a lot of white dragons, Moore Niberon was still full of confidence in beating the weakest of the five-color dragons to the ground.

Moore Niberon put on a confident and unruly look, waved his wings and hovered in mid-air, waiting for a group of white dragons to surround him, seemingly ignoring them at all.

"Hmph! You are also the subordinates of that traitor? You are really damned to surrender to the shameful metal dragon."

Contrary to Moore Niberon's expectation, all the white dragons surrounding him were unmoved when they heard this, and seemed to be dismissive of the pride of the five-color dragon clan.

Moore Niberon cursed secretly: "These guys, do they all accept the dragon inheritance of the metal dragon clan? Don't they have any pride and shame as a five-color dragon?"

Five-color dragons do have pride, but not necessarily shame.

What Moore Niberon didn't expect was that these white dragons were almost all rescued by Ron from the frost giants. Their pride as real dragons had been shattered by the frost giants long ago, not to mention their sense of belonging to the five-color dragon clan pride.

Five-color dragon?How unfamiliar!
The disdain of the dozens of white dragons towards the five-color dragons was seen by Moore Niberon. As the king of the five-color dragons (the red dragon proclaimed himself), Moore Niberon felt offended.

What the fuck do you mean!The spicy chicken white dragon looks down on the five-color dragon?How dare you look down on the Red Dragon! ?I fucking kill kill kill kill!

A scorching air wave erupted among the white dragons in a circle, Moore Niberon launched an attack without warning, bursting red dragon breath spewed out towards the white dragons, Morni Boron blessed his body All kinds of buff spells, burning hot flames all over his body, rampaging in the blockade of the white dragons.

The strength of all the white dragons is far inferior to that of the 26-meter-long red dragon Morneboron, and they are naturally restrained by the fire element attack of the red dragon. Facing the rampage of Mooreneboron, they can only dodge continuously.

But the group of white dragons can't just be beaten passively. Under the leadership of the pseudo-legendary white dragon Valona, ​​more than a dozen white dragons manipulated the ice element in the air, causing a fierce cold wind to howl high above.

The water vapor in the cloud layer condenses rapidly in the low temperature, turning into cloudy clouds and blizzard that cover the sky, and a cold disaster of ice and snow is brewing within several kilometers.

The Principality of Polun, located in the central hinterland of Ionia, has mild and humid seasons, and it has never had snow in winter, let alone such a terrifying scene of natural disasters.

The residents of Black Rock City who were evacuated by the army looked at the dark clouds in the distance from a safe place, their faces were full of worry and panic.

"The 'natural disaster' in the distance was created by our lord, the 'Frost Dragon Guard' under the command of the Great Storm Master. The true dragon lords of the 'Frost Dragon Guard' are now under siege by the coming Red Dragon enemies. Citizens please Keep order, friends, don't panic!"

A carriage passed through the crowd of citizens who had been evacuated here, and a city hall official stood on the top of the carriage, holding up a loudspeaker that amplified the sound and shouting calmly.

Such scenes happened simultaneously in various parts of Black Rock City. The appearance of city hall officials reassured the citizens of Black Rock City. They were gradually infected by the calm voices, and their uneasiness and restlessness gradually dissipated.

On the top floor of the city lord's hall, the tallest building in Blackstone City, Ron, who looks like a dragonborn, nodded to the old Haddo who was standing by with his hands down, and praised: "The response is very fast, and the response is also very timely. Let you come to the Blackstone City Lord's Hall The boss is indeed correct, but you have to pay attention to one thing. After all, there are not only humans in Black Rock City, but also races such as kobolds, tabby people, and tauren. You must properly handle the conflicts between them and the human leaders. Ask Glengo for his opinion."

Old Hador saluted Ron with Grungo, the misshapen hill giant shaman, and Gon claimed yes.

Ron turned his head and turned his gaze back to the center of the blizzard at a high altitude in the distance, watching the changes in the battle situation.

Although the red dragon Moore Nibelung restrains the frost ability of the white dragons, if more than a dozen white dragons work together to manipulate the changes in the sky, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes, and he, who is full of fire elements, will be restrained by ice elements instead.

Even though the cold wind and ice and snow will melt quickly when they get close to Mornibelon, the endless cold air still makes the high heat range around Mornibelung smaller and smaller.

Morniboron gradually found it difficult to rampage in the blizzard, and was trapped by the white dragons in the center of the blizzard where the fire element was scarce.

The dozen or so white dragons who have been enslaved by frost giants for tens of hundreds of years are not complacent because they suppressed a red dragon, but continue to carry out Long En's order meticulously, looking at the red dragon in the center of the blizzard with cold eyes, From time to time, spit out dragon's breath to attack from a distance.

Once Moore Niberon wanted to use the teleportation technique to leave the range of the blizzard, he would be interrupted by Valona, ​​who never launched an attack but stared at him.

For the first time in his life, Moore Niberon fell into such a situation where he could only be beaten passively, which made him extremely annoyed. The frosty dragon's breath hit his elemental shield, making him more angry.

"Humble Bailong, you have offended me!"

Mornibelung opened his mouth wide, and a golden scepter inlaid with countless rubies rolled out of his tongue. The scepter quickly expanded from Mornibelung's tongue and became the size of a spear.

Grasping the golden scepter in his hand, the fire element in Morniboron's body suddenly blazed three points.

Moore Niberon held the golden scepter tightly, and with a sneer, he chanted a majestic incantation, the nine-ring spell——Call of the Elemental Legion!
Endless fire elemental beings were summoned from outside the main material world, and the weak among them were killed the moment they fell into the blizzard. The flames were extinguished, leaving only one elemental core falling from the sky.

But the powerful ones can gather around Morneboron to resist the erosion of the snowstorm.

The fire element beings around Mornibelon gathered more and more. The high-heat environment formed by the accumulation of fire elements collided with the blizzard, steaming hot clouds and smoke, and under the blizzard, it actually started to rain like this.

Moore Niberon continued to sing, and as soon as he spit out the syllables, an extremely dangerous breath filled the air.

A group of white dragons launched an attack on Morneboron, but they were all blocked by the fire elemental beings one by one. The spell released by Varona killed the elite fire elemental that wanted to block it. Before hitting Morneboron, a flame shield The shield suddenly appeared, incinerating Valona's spells.

Moore Niberon sneered in his heart. The spell he was going to release took such a long time to chant, and of course he had his own protective barrier. How could ordinary attacks break through the defense of his nine-ring spell...

"Oh!"

A heavy blow hit the protective barrier behind Moore Niberon. When casting the nine-ring spell, the protective shield was shocked first, and then burst instantly. A dragon claw clenched a fist and hit Moore Niberon's back before he had time to react. On top of that, he hammered him to the ground, hit the blue dragon claw of Morniboron and turned it over, and firmly grasped the golden scepter in the claw.

Moore Niberon, whose casting of the nine-ring spell was interrupted, was overwhelmed, and fell straight down, his head stuck in the mud.

Ron did not pursue, but coldly glanced at the summoned fire element life.

A high-ranking fire elemental elder saluted Long En wittily, opened a portal by himself, and swarmed in with mid-level and low-level fire elemental beings, leaving a little faster than when they came.

Ron played with the scepter in his hand in a good mood. Judging from his aura, the red dragon wanted to release the nine-ring spell with the help of this scepter. Magic equipment engraved with the nine-ring spell is a rare thing. Its value cannot be measured in gold coins at all.

It wasn't until the red dragon that fell to the ground gradually regained consciousness that Ron unhurriedly erased the spiritual imprint left by the red dragon on the scepter.

The moment the mental imprint was shattered and disappeared, the drowsy Moore Niberon woke up suddenly.

"My scepter of the blazing sun!"

Using his claws hard, Moore Niberon pulled out the head stuck in the soil, and looked at Ron furiously.

"Despicable and shameless guy! Give me back my Sun Scepter!"

"You mean this?" Ron waved the golden scepter: "Your stuff is very good, but now it's mine."

"Ow!!!"

Moore Niberon let out a furious roar, his wings danced wildly and rushed towards Long En, he wanted to bite off the neck of this abominable guy!
Those white dragons are centered on this strange blue dragon, and it seems that this blue dragon should be the traitor mentioned in His Majesty Tiamat's oracle.

His body length was only 22 meters. Moore Niberon believed that the opponent was definitely not his opponent. He was just attacked by him just now, so he suffered a loss by inadvertence.

How could the weak blue dragon in frontal battle be the opponent of the great red dragon!

"Oh!"

Moore Niberon, who was still climbing rapidly, only saw a blue fist rapidly enlarged in his eyes, and then there was a bang in his mind, leaving only a violent buzzing echo in his ears.

Moore Niberon, who fell to the ground again, slowly got up shaking his head with smashed eye sockets, feeling a little dazed.

"What was that just now? Is it that guy's fist? Why is he so fast?"

The severe pain in his head hit, and the daze quickly faded away. The endless shame and anger made the scales of Morniboron's body flushed red, like pieces of iron heated in a forge.

Morniboron's scales exploded, his muscles broke through his limit in rage, and a terrifying force propelled him to fly towards Longn again.

Moore Niberon stared at his eyes as if about to spew out flames, bared his ferocious fangs, and vowed to devour the blue dragon alive!
Then, Ron's body exploded with thunder, and the lightning snake like a thunderstorm completely enveloped Ron, making Ron in the blizzard look like a god who slays lightning.

The current surged, the magnetic field rotated, and Ron swooped down like thunder and lightning.

This time Moore Niberon didn't even see what he hit his head on.

There was a flash of thunder between the sky and the earth, illuminating the Black Rock City under the cloud of blizzard for a moment, causing the residents of Black Rock City and the caravan who fled early to exclaim.

The rebellious red dragon climbed up in the rising red flames, and the gods sent down thunder and punishment from the sky. This scene, as described in a myth, shocked the onlookers who were eating melons.

A businessman whose eyes were dazed after the thunder passed, his legs softened and knelt down on the ground, muttering to himself and praying in a low voice: "Great Lord of Storms, you are the Lord of Thunder, you are the Lord of Lightning... "

The sound of prayer gradually spread, and one citizen after another involuntarily began to praise and worship Long En. Even in such a far place outside Blackstone City, Long En's keen hearing could catch the pious voices of the citizens.

Seeing that the lord easily defeated the invading enemy, Glengo and Old Hadow immediately ordered the people to resume normal order and production work, and the prayers and praises to Ron gradually decreased.

Under the organization of the city hall and the lord's army, the citizens who were evacuated to safe places returned to their jobs one after another, but even after returning to the busy production work, the citizens were still talking about them with excitement. A lord like a god.

The earliest residents of Blackstone Town proudly talked about the benevolence and strength of their true dragon lord, as if they were proud of it. The people who came to Blackrock City after the Berun Civil War praised them again and again in their stories.

The citizens in Black Rock City were all excited, but someone outside Black Rock City was going to be unlucky.

Ron was standing in front of the unconscious Moore Niberon, and dozens of white dragons, as well as the awake Igadios and Ronasa gathered beside him.

Ron pointed at Moore Niberon and said, "Someone, go and give him two slaps."

All the white dragons and the beaten red dragons were eager to try.

(End of this chapter)