The contestants of the Golden Blade of Sorbine were completely unaware of what choice they regarded as. Everything they were proud of seemed ridiculous in front of this Destroying Lord. No choice could change any result in the face of overwhelming terrifying power.

The contestants were just shocked and forgot to think.

Otherwise, they would have been full of anger. The meaning of the game is that hard work can change the result, but everything becomes a joke in the face of this sudden change.

"Captain..."

"What a joke," the leader swallowed, watching the huge shadow slowly pressing towards this direction-it seemed to be unfast, but their ship could never escape from that range. "Is the Tower of Silver crazy?"

"We want to complain-"

He was completely frozen, not knowing what he should do, turning is meaningless, and resistance seems to have no value.

But it was at this moment that a green light flashed across the corner of everyone's eyes - the green light came from the diagonally behind the Storm Son. The light was so dazzling and dazzling that it attracted everyone to subconsciously look in that direction.

Then a rising supernova appeared in their eyes.

The supernova rose in the air and bloomed, like a diffuse green blossom, swept across all directions like water patterns, emitting bright green light like new green buds.

Guanghua's speed seems to be very slow, but it is actually extremely fast.

As it approached the tentacles of the Destroyer, its speed increased further, and like a blade of a wheel, it slashed across the mountain-like tentacles.

Of course, the green light did not divide the tentacles into two, but it still hurt the latter. A deafening roar came from the sea of ​​clouds, and the sound waves seemed to make the clouds boil. The Son of the Storm also shook heavily, as if it was freed from the constraints of something and was thrown high-

The people on the deck were shaken and tilted.

But the person who was still on duty immediately discovered an unexpected surprise, "We are out of trouble!"

"Super Wing Sail!" The leader of the Golden Blade of the Raspberry King didn't care what happened, grabbed the ship's side with one hand and shouted, "Turn immediately and leave this place!"

Then he looked in that direction, only seeing the direction facing the sunshine, and vaguely seeing a silver sail emerging between the clouds.

"Elf Flower Emblem?"

The people from the Giant Tree Hill are here?

The crystal of communication on his chest lit up, and a familiar but somewhat calm voice came from inside: "Son of the Storm, this is the Sangshak delegation, I am Forin."

"You're here just in time," the leader suddenly got stuck, "...what is that?"

"Don't worry about this for now."

Forin replied in a cold voice, "You have something under your boat, turn immediately to move closer to us."

"I know," the leader was about to answer, when suddenly the hull suddenly swayed and interrupted his head. He looked in that direction subconsciously, and just saw a pitch-black paw sticking out from under the deck, firmly hooking the side of the ship-

Immediately afterwards, his wings spread out and a hideous head poked out from under the sailboat.

The Shadow Dragon.

"Attack it!" The leader immediately recognized the enemy of attack. Just as the elves had faced, the dark creature came down from the world-destroying person - the descendant of the dark dragon.

It is also one of the most common enemies in the Battle of Doomsday.

"Don't let it come up."

He said, taking out a hand gun from behind and pointing it in that direction. But before he could even stimulate it, a howling sound came from the air, followed by a flash of fire, and a huge fireball bloomed behind the dragon beast.

Another voice came from the crystal at the same time, "Flower Moon Issue joined the battle sequence, this is the Guta Craftsmen Association. It hits successfully, repeats once, and hits successfully."

The leader was slightly stunned and couldn't help looking in the direction of the artillery. He happened to see two floating ships breaking out from behind the clouds one after another.

An ancient tower pattern emblem hanging with an unyielding fist.

The other ship is a four-colored starry flag.

It is the singer of Taxin.

But he didn't have time to say anything thankful. The dragon beast hit by the artillery lost its balance and made a painful hissing sound in the fire. It almost couldn't stand firmly and rolled to fall from the side of the ship.

But how could the players of the Golden Blade give this monster a chance to regain balance? The leader waved his hand, and the fixed fortress-style walker on the deck immediately activated and fell from the pylon.

Then they all raised the magic gun in their hands.

"Open-fire!"

The leader roared.

That is a signal of a counterattack.
Chapter completed!