Black sail

Chapter 571 CCV. Dragon Hunting Bow
There is a large building of the Holy True Bishop in the city. Garsek stands on it. His huge purple-black dragon eyes are like the abyss, larger than those of an adult.

She let out a deep breath, and the turbulent airflow sucked away most of the fire in the entire city. She gathered her greatest strength, and with a dragon roar that shook the sky and the earth, a purple-black tornado of fire swept in the direction where the bullets were most densely sprayed.

The ground was carved into huge gullies like natural moats, sweeping directly from the main temple to the city wall, directly smashing the wall into pieces, and then sweeping horizontally.

It finally became much quieter, and the noise caused by the bullets dropped by several orders of magnitude.

There were several more sounds of iron arrows breaking through the air. The huge arrows, with a power as terrifying as a crossbow, scratched Garsek's skin, but only left a few marks and wore away some of his scales.

Garsek stared towards the pass on the east side of the city. There were some small black dots in the distance, and Crocodile Island was standing above it, several miles away.

He had no time to scold his subordinates for their incompetence. The major generals and lieutenant generals could get whatever they wanted in Yalan, but when it came to the critical moment, there was no one tough enough to make the final decision and change the situation.

It was the same weapon used by Grimm, the personal guard of the Emperor's niece, on the train that year. This kind of longbow was mass-produced in the royal court, but only a very small number of people could pull it, and many people did not play with bows and arrows. No more than a hundred people owned it, so it was eliminated.

Crocodile Island held up a dragon hunting bow that was bigger than a man. Its fully stretched power was even more terrifying than that of a crossbow. He mounted an exaggerated arrow made of magical materials like a spear, and not only did he open and close the bowstring to the maximum and stretch it diagonally, but with the bonus of the armor constructed with magic patterns, Crocodile Island used his hands and feet, and even used one foot to support the bow. The squeezing sound caused by the violent pulling force was frightening, and he used both hands to pull the two sides of the bow wings until they were greatly deformed, as if they were stretched into a < shape. It was fortunate that the alchemists in the royal court could create such a tough and terrifying creation.

The generals beside him were all breathing heavily. It was not only because of Long, but more because of the huge psychological burden of the king's pressure and defeat. Crocodile Island could actually draw the bow to such a degree. If this arrow was shot down, I'm afraid that even the Bema Wall would be pierced through!
boom!
The bowstring suddenly loosened, and the sound of the abnormally strong energy bursting out was like the explosion of dangerous substances piled up in a chemical factory.

The bricks and stones at Crocodile Island's feet were blown away by the wind, and the lieutenant general standing beside him staggered a little.

The arrow flew so fast that it could not be seen by the naked eye.

However, the fire in the city was split into two in an instant. Sensing extreme danger, Garsek subconsciously raised his wings to protect his head.

It penetrated directly without any suspense, creating a big hole. The bright red and hot dragon blood was steaming in the summer, pouring down from the sky like a waterfall.

A sneer appeared on Crocodile Island's lips, and he once again placed the spear-like arrow on the dragon hunting bow. The reptile's ability to move had been restricted, so he just needed to hit its head again.

and many more!

What's going on here?

The huge target suddenly disappeared. Crocodile Island immediately looked up at the sky, but there was no shadow of a dragon in the sky. It was impossible. Even if it was a dragon, it would never leave under his nose like this.

This is not Alligator Island’s fault.

Dragons that can transform into human form are rarely mentioned in any literature and are beyond common sense.

Beside the Silver Moon Lake, Garsek, who had transformed into a human form, looked a little haggard, his lips slightly losing color and turning pale, and he was looking at the bloody hole on his left arm that was bleeding continuously.

Even seven hundred years ago, we had never suffered such humiliation.

This really angered Garsek. Now, it had nothing to do with dividends, interests, gold, silver and treasures. He wanted to vent his anger by slaughtering the Arakan army.

"Anyway, the city has been breached. You did a great job."

A voice that sounded a bit like Kenjiro Tsuda's was heard.

Garsek was in a state of nervousness and subconsciously wanted to kill the people around him. When he turned his head, his face was full of disbelief.

Considering how incredibly slow these guys were, Garsek slowed down the pace a lot. It would probably take them half a day to get here.

And now...

Ryan's body, transformed by magic, was incredibly fast, but compared to Garsek, it was still like a wheelchair racing against a Ferrari. Unable to tolerate Ryan's stupidity, Lister simply abandoned his horse and passed him.

The third King's Sword possesses extremely terrifying power. It can allow things to condense and transition quickly, even itself. It also has many other wonderful uses, and Li Site has not yet fully understood how to use it.

His current speed is definitely not as fast as a Ferrari flying in the sky, but it is also at the level of Lao Tou Le.

Four dominant swords, controlling one eighth of the continent's power, along with the strongest and purest cursed power of the darkest hundred years that could kill with a single touch.

Li Site can only say this: I am invincible, you can do whatever you want.

It would be fine for the emperor to lead the army in person to take a look at the situation first. He saw that the Silvermoon City was making a big scene and Garsek was also a big target. He rushed over and found that Garsek was actually injured.

Li Site was not wearing any armor at all, just a white shirt, trousers, the military boots taken off the Alan officer, and the necklace given by De Leya.

But the funny thing was that he was wearing a crudely cast stray bullet helmet made in Muron.

"Why did you arrive early?"

Garsek looked at the location of the East Gate. Crocodile Island was still searching and hadn't found him.

"Big brother doesn't show up, so I let the younger one take over. I've been in the underworld for almost ten years, so I still have some self-awareness."

Li Site watched with interest the soldiers struggling in the lake, abandoning their armor and weapons. The whole city was burning with fire. The strategic value of the dragon was too high, and it was much more useful than himself.

“That’s not what I’m asking…”

Garsek wanted to say something else.

Li Site had never seen this big car that looked down on people like this before, and frowned slightly.

"In short, Silvermoon City is now of no value. The army is left with only those generals and officers, and a small number of stubborn soldiers who are not organized. The main target is Zote's crazy people. If we can fight Zote in close combat, our goal will be achieved. You wait for a while, I'm going to take care of Crocodile Island."

After Li Site finished speaking, he looked at the few people standing at the east gate.

A white ghost figure identical to Li Site walked out of his body. It moved at an incredibly fast speed, leaping and flashing between the burning buildings. In just a few breaths, it had arrived at the city wall of the East Gate.

Immediately.

Li Site himself was directly sucked over by the ghost, and in an instant, he arrived fifty steps in front of Crocodile Island.

"Ten-year old fan, came uninvited."

Seeing the famous army general, Li Site raised two fingers and put them on the ends of his hair and stroked them, saying, "I salute you."

How could Garsek be humiliated?

The spell of words turned into purple-black wings of light, and in human form, it flew to Li Site and stopped in less than a breath.

Crocodile Island's eyelids twitched and he drew out the big sword hanging at his waist.

He estimated that he was the unluckiest person in the military this year, as he got into all kinds of trouble.

(End of this chapter)