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The dragon knights did not flee in panic, but dispersed their formation from afar and formed a slightly loose shooting formation. They had not received air combat training, so there should be no need. There is no air force on the mainland. The Pope Hall retains a griffin knight order, and the Fortress Town of Learning is sealed with three hundred frost dragons. If these two forces are caused, these little dragons will be useless even if they are trained to vomit blood.

Caesar looked at the shiny guns from all directions and held the dragon spear in his hand tightly. Although he did not fight in the air, his absolute power could suppress everything. The wind roared around him, and dozens of spears roared. With a loud shout, a blue halo surging out, instantly wrapped the flying dragon. The fifth-level shouting skill "combat system" enhances the vitality, mana and endurance of friendly forces. Although the flying dragon does not have these things, its magical skills still greatly increase its various strengths.

The whistling spear was getting closer and closer. Caesar did not resist, and a spear hit the flying dragon's head. The flying dragon roared and suddenly flapped its wings. Its power had doubled compared to before! A ring of waves visible to the naked eye roared, and the flying dragon suddenly accelerated forward, throwing all the spears behind him. Caesar still looked ahead in the strong wind, without blinking, and waved his spear aside. Although this wind was fierce, it was too far from the top of the holy mountain. It was more of an elemental storm than a hurricane.

The dragon's speed increased greatly. In a blink of an eye, it rushed into a flying dragon team. Caesar's dragon spear was stabbed, and the seven-meter spear was invincible in the air battle. It pierced the head of a flying dragon with one blow, and the brain was shattered. It pulled it away casually and swept to the right. The other flying dragon that could not be avoided was cut off by the sharp spear tip. This injury was not enough to kill the dragon immediately, so Caesar stabbed it again and slashed its heart.

The dragon spear pointed to the right, and Caesar pulled the dragon reins. The flying dragon understood and rushed to the right. The Caesar's dragon spear swept across the sting, and had already used the berserker's combat skills. A "heavy strike" was attached to the spear. A white light was attached to the spear. A spear swept out. After a terrifying explosion, the dragon's flesh and blood collapsed, and half of its body had been blown to pieces. The steel armor on its body was simply paper-stuffed under the dragon spear.

"Then." Blood fell like rain in the sky, and from time to time, the corpses of flying dragons with two feet and knights with fangs and claws fell. Caesar held the reins with one hand, and the dragon spear flowed and swept the two feet. The flying dragons were allowed to drive him, turning into hunters in the sky, killing enemies that invaded the territory. No matter how the enemy shouted to resist, the fatal dragon spear would seize his life in the next moment. No matter how they escaped and avoided, there would always be death-chasing death gods coming behind him. Caesar's face remained unchanged and killed enemies who were escaping everywhere. They were already a group of deserters without fighting spirit, but Caesar did not intend to let them go. This was not a battle, and he would not deal with these sad invaders according to the combat etiquette of the barbarians.

The last knight.

He didn't run away, he probably was the leader. From beginning to end, he watched Caesar coldly, watching the crazy guy driving the flying dragon that only they could control, and harvesting all his lives like chopping melons and vegetables. Finally, the demonic guy looked at him. It should be the last moment.

He pulled out a gun, held it in his hand, slowly charged towards the position of holding the gun, and performed a standard knight salute. The person on the opposite side was too lazy to pay attention to him. The flying dragon roared, the dragon spear trembled, and rushed towards him.

It was indeed a barbarian from the north. He smiled bitterly, and the flying dragon under his feet roared angrily at the same time and collided towards the flying dragon opposite him. He stared at the other party's eyes, as if he was looking at his first opponent.

Looking at the last pair of falling dragons and knights, Caesar shook his head, and the invaders deserve to have glory? You don’t even have the qualifications to be buried. Stay in the grassland and become food for wild wolves. He looked at his feet. On the ground covered by some clouds, countless huge corpses were lying everywhere. The flying dragon died all over the ground. The smell of blood and flesh had attracted many wild carnivores. Caesar collected the dragon's reins and directed the flying dragon to fly towards the holy mountain.

Then let’s take a look at the teachers of the Temple of War. I hope I can find something, and then he looks annoyed.

...Oh no, I got so angry that I just got angry and forgot to catch a few high-level survivors.

He pulled the dragon reins, and the flying dragon gray stopped gently. Of course, this stemmed from the previous teachings of fists and dragon spears.

It's not good to go back like this. A few old hooligans will definitely laugh at me for being brainless. As expected, I'm the least willing to be told by these old hooligans... So what should I do? It took a long time just now, and the other four flying dragon cavalry had already withdrawn after all. In this way, I can't catch up, withdraw the troops... withdraw the troops... withdraw...

Caesar suddenly turned his eyes to the flying dragon on his feet, and a frenzy flame suddenly shot out of his eyes.

The main attack method of the dragon cavalry is to throw guns. At the scene of the previous attack, a large number of shots remained and were not recycled. This shows that a secret place in the north must have a camp for the dragon cavalry! A camp where war needs to be restored!

He wants Feilong to take him to the human camp!

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Unfortunately, Caesar did not have any talent to communicate with the minds of strange beasts. It was obviously the job of the druid, and he could not steal other people's jobs, so he could only let Feilong fly south. He bet that Feilong, who is neither stupid nor smart, recognizes the way back to the camp. It turns out that he really bet right.

It seemed as if something was calling for the flying dragon, which made it find its way back smoothly. Caesar was not stupid and immediately discovered something was wrong. The barbarian's shouting skill was also an application of spiritual power, so he could naturally feel a spiritual fluctuation constantly calling on the flying dragon under his feet.

"Stop, don't go." Caesar lifted the dragon rein. If it were before, the flying dragon would have stopped obediently, but at this time he ignored it and kept flying forward. Caesar used force and the dragon rein took it back suddenly. The rein came to his hands, which was no longer a simple operation or suggestive tool. His power made this thing more deterrent.

The dragon's neck suddenly tilted, and the severe pain made it roar, but instead began to struggle. Caesar frowned and made a choice in an instant. He stepped on the dragon's back with his right foot. The dragon whined. How could he bear Caesar's kick? The huge force irresistible resisted the flapping power of the wings, causing it to fall to the ground. The dragon finally began to whine, but Caesar was unwilling to let it go. As the dragon fell to the ground, his huge body slammed heavily on the ground. The shock of the dragon suddenly shattered the dragon's internal organs. Caesar jumped down from the dragon's corpse. This level of shock was nothing to the Saint Seiya.

It's a pity to just kill this flying dragon, but it's better than being taken directly into the nest by it. The flying dragon moves in a straight line. As long as you walk in this direction, you can always reach your destination.

I quickly climbed up the mountain in front of me, and it was close to the Griffon Mountains. The dividing line between the North and Middle Earth was originally a mess.

It's indeed a campsite.

only……
Chapter completed!