Devin's heavy blow to the Fire Dragon directly reversed the situation and created the Fire Dragon for everyone.

The impression of unrestrained defense was smashed.

Yes, the Flamingo is indeed powerful, but it is not invincible. It will still be injured.

It will be painful, but it will still die!

The decadent emotions quietly arise in the hearts of the soldiers were swept away like the sunshine piercing the dark clouds

Generally, my heart is bright and refreshed again!

The Fire Spit Dragon was extremely vital and was so seriously injured that it could still stand. It roared wildly, its eyes turned red, and it stared at Devin.

It stepped on it with its feet, swung its tail, and kept squeezing it with its body, trying to crush the biting bug beside it to death.

Under such circumstances, Devin still did not stay away. He kept close to the flame-breathing dragon, dodging left and right, as if dancing on the edge of a cliff.

This situation looks very thrilling, life and death seem to be only in a moment, but every time at critical moments, Devin can always flash the attack of the Fire Dragon.

He shouted, "Give me a sword!"

As soon as his voice started, at almost the same time, Dasler had already thrown his iron sword in a sympathetic way: "Catch the sword!"

He himself quickly retreated, picked up an iron sword that was thrown by the fire dragon from the ground, and rushed back again to attack.

On the other side, Devin took the sword, then quickly dodged and avoided the squeezing of the Fire Dragon body again.

He was already hated by the Fire Dragon and completely attracted its attention.

This big guy kept staring at him, ignoring the actions of other soldiers, and insisting on being apart from him.

With this kind of focus, Devin did not find any chance to attack again, but dragged the flame-breathing dragon's body and kept spinning around in the spot.

This creates great opportunities for other warriors to attack.

After only a while, the Fire Dragon let out another scream, and another sword penetrated into his body.

This time, the commander of the guard who rejoined the battle.

However, the sword was not penetrated deeply, only half of it was penetrated.

Under the severe pain, the fire dragon's body struggled violently, and took the sword away from the guard captain's hand, leaving him without time to expand his victory.

But this attack still attracted the attention of the Fire Dragon. He had just contained a wave of dragon breath in his mouth, and he turned his head and was about to vomit at the captain of the guard.

But as soon as its mouth opened, the flames surged between its throat, Devin on the other side suddenly took a quick step and seized the opportunity. The iron sword in his hand seemed to be easy to push forward, and with a "puff" sound, it penetrated the body of the flame-breathing dragon, and it still reached the handle, and it stirred several times continuously.

In the face of great pain, the flame-breathing dragon couldn't help but struggle, and the dragon breath in its mouth could not be maintained. It lost control, and the flames splashed randomly, completely losing its lethality.

This time, many soldiers saw German's movements clearly.

In fact, although this warrior named Orans was fast, he did not exceed the mortals. The soldiers around him had good eyesight and could easily see his movements.

What makes people feel terrible is his ability to grasp the fighter jet. The Fire Dragon is still able to react when he breathes, and only brews an attack. There is a brief stagnation at the moment when the dragon breath exits.

This stagnation may be less than five points, and it will pass in the blink of an eye.

If you are in a state of concentration, every soldier can seize this moment, but if you are fighting for life and death and the situation changes rapidly, it will definitely be ten times more difficult.

No one of the soldiers here can do this.

Everyone knows that this Orans is by no means a lucky person, because his expression is extremely calm from beginning to end.

Compared to this, the young warrior's exquisite sword-making techniques seem natural.

The gap between the scales on the Fire Dragon's body is less than half a millimeter wide, and the scales are covered layer by layer. If you want to insert the sword into the gap, it is extremely difficult to succeed without being affected by the Fire Dragon's dodge movement.

All the soldiers have verified this before.

This Orans can achieve such a level of vision and sword skills, which is much higher than all the warriors present, and even the seriously trained guard captain, and is already a master of combat.

At this time, three swords had already been buried in the Fire Breaking Dragon's body, and blood kept gushing out of its body like a fountain, flowing all over the floor.

The Flamingo Dragon became obviously weaker and his movements seemed much slower.

Devin lost his weapons again, and he became the target of Fire Dragon's attention again.

He did not retreat, and still circled with the Flamingo Dragon.

"Catch the sword! Orans!"

This time, it was the Adeya, who was as big as a brown bear, who threw the iron sword in his hand to Devin.

In battle, giving your weapons to another soldier, which represents the warrior's most thorough trust and obedience to German abilities.

At this time, Laishuya's tree man also took shape again and rushed over, holding the Fire Dragon's head tightly with both hands.

The weak flamed dragon struggled with all his strength, but could not get rid of his restraints. His head was tightly held by the tree man and could not move.

The tree man's knees were not idle either. He hit the Fire Dragon's head one after another, with a dull bang, which made the Fire Dragon dizzy, and his body's dodge and shaking stopped.

Anyone can seize this opportunity.

Devin took this opportunity and quickly inserted the third sword into the fire dragon's body.

He hit the vital point and his sword penetrated his heart.

The same is true for other warriors. Within a few seconds, more than a dozen iron swords pierced into the body of the Fire Dragon, turning the Fire Dragon's body into a honeycomb.

Even God can't stand it if he has such a severe injury.

The Fire Dragon thrust his body suddenly, and his four claws were digging and kicking around the ground. He struggled for more than ten seconds, and finally stopped moving. He swallowed his last breath and died.

The soldiers were all relieved and looked at each other, with their faces full of luck in the aftermath of the disaster.

Dasler rushed to Devin a few steps, gave him a thumbs up, and praised him sincerely: "Olans, you are so awesome, I'm convinced."

Devin wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and smiled, "It was a bit lucky. It was so dangerous just now."

The soldiers around him also surrounded him and praised him.

The soldiers admired Devin very much, and their faces were full of gratitude.

If it weren't for the existence of this young warrior, even if they could kill this Fire Spit Drafter in the end, they would definitely have won a tragic victory, and it would not be just a loss of two people.

At this time, a gentle voice came from the outside: "Your name is Orans?"

The city lord Lai Shuya came over and followed the captain of the guard behind her.

The soldiers immediately calmed down, retreated to both sides, and gave way.

The soldiers were very awe of the goddess' voters. If it weren't for her protective magic just now, this battle would be impossible. Maybe as soon as the flame-breathing dragon approached the body, they would be burned to death by the high temperature.

Devin also hurriedly put away his weapons, knelt on one knee, and said, "I am Orans. I have met the city lord."

Leshuya nodded, looked at Devin with a meaningful smile on her face: "As a warrior, you are very powerful and very special. When you return to Naples, you come to the Harvest Temple to meet me."

Devin keenly noticed the subtle attitude of the voter, and felt a little stern in his heart, but he was calm on the surface, and still answered very respectfully: "Abide by the order, Lord City Lord."

Lai Shuya nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Very good, warrior."

She turned her head and looked at the warriors around her and whispered: "Each of you is very brave, and the goddess will reward you. As the goddess's elect, I decided to double the rewards of all."

When the soldiers heard her say this, they immediately cheered loudly.

Then, Laishuya walked to the two unfortunate soldiers, her face changed to a solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "These two soldiers have dedicated their lives to the goddess, and they will also receive rewards. Their souls will enter the goddess's harvest garden and live a peaceful and prosperous life from then on."

As he spoke, a light golden light emitted from Lai Shuya's hand. With a wave of her hand, the light sprinkled down and fell onto the body of the dead soldier.

After a while, two translucent figures emerged from the body. They looked peaceful and quiet. They saluted the goddess voter with great respect, and slowly disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Seeing this scene made the warriors around them feel very excited. It is a great honor to be able to enter the goddess's harvest garden and get a peaceful and worry-free life.

Devin on the side also watched quietly.

He saw something deeper, which made him fall into deep thought and seemed to understand something.

At this moment, the little fairy's voice sounded in his ears, very light: "Olans, this voter is not simple, she is..."

"Shh." Devin stopped the fairy from continuing, and he probably had guessed it.

The souls of the companions who died in battle had peace, so the soldiers buried their bodies on the spot and chopped off the Fire Dragon's head.

This dragon head is the spoil of this battle and a great honor. Everyone wants to take their heads back to Naples with their own hands.

In previous years, there was a debate at this time.

But this is not the case this year. All the soldiers looked at German with a clear meaning. Among all the soldiers, he is the most qualified to enjoy this honor.

Devin was not humble either. He stepped forward, grabbed the head on the ground, held up his hand with one hand, waved it hard, and shouted: "Our glory!"

His movements were simple and powerful, his voice was thick, and he had great infectiousness, which easily inspired the passion of the soldiers. The soldiers present held their weapons one by one and couldn't help but roar: "Glory! Glory! Glory!"

The captain of the guard on the side looked at this scene and turned his head and whispered to Lai Shuya: "Sir, this shepherd is born with a leader temperament, which is very rare."
Chapter completed!