Dada dada dada...

The violent gunfire sounded throughout Crab Harbor. Brington was no stranger to Soul Guns, but he had never heard of such gunfire. It was almost as dense as raindrops, and it was continuous, making him breathless.

"What kind of soul gun is this?"

Brington looked at the flying dragons in the sky and found that on their backs, tall warriors wearing heavy armor, each holding a weapon longer and thicker than a normal soul gun. The muzzle spewed out flames and shot out countless bullets that were invisible to the naked eye.

These terrifying bullets were like metal storms, instantly crossing a thousand steps away, gathering fire to hit the two water-pressure turrets on the dock.

The turret had already stretched out its shield, and the bullets hit it and caused ripples.

The blister-like shield was attacked so violently, and it never stopped for a second. It was shaking in just a few breaths. The shield became thinner and thinner and began to gradually deform.

Brington secretly complained that something was wrong.

The shield defense of the water pressure turret is no less than that of the six-ring protective spell, and even the dragon breath can withstand it. However, when facing this continuous attack, the effect will be weakened a little bit without giving a chance to breathe.

"Sir, they are almost unable to hold on!"

The sturgeon samurai beside him shouted in surprise.

Brington saw the sturgeon on the turret fighting for his life to support. Everyone's soul power was frantically inputting the rune magic array. Because they consumed too much, their face was pale as paper, and people had even fallen down with exhaustion.

"Why don't you fight back? Hurry up and fire and fight back!"

A young female sturgeon shouted anxiously, and Blinton shook his head helplessly: "The range is not enough. These flying dragons are still outside the range of the water cannon and cannot hit them."

Other sturgeons also discovered this problem.

The flying dragon is at least one thousand steps away from the port, and the water cannon can only hit about seven hundred steps at the farthest, which is farther than the range of the steam crossbow cannon, and it exceeds the distance of most magical spells. Ordinary soul guns cannot hit that far, but reality gives a painful blow.

The enemy can hit him, but he cannot reach the enemy and can only be beaten as a target.

"What should we do?" someone murmured to himself.

No one could answer, and Brington, who had been calm, couldn't speak. He had never encountered such a frustrating battle.

Amid the roaring gunshots, the helpless sturgeon samurai showed despair and watched helplessly as the shield of a water-pressed turret was broken.

boom!

With a loud bang, the shield broke and exposed the tower body.

The high-speed bullet storm poured into the platform on the tower, and the five sturgeons operating the turret were instantly beaten into sieves. Without a scream, the body was torn into pieces by the bullets.

The strong turret collapsed after only a few seconds under the bombardment of bullets.

This is just the beginning.

Then the shield of the second turret next to it collapsed, and the tower body was quickly destroyed and fell down and turned into ruins.

Brington looked at this scene in pain, feeling like falling into an abyss. The water turret on the Crab Harbor Pier formed a complete protection. Now that two of them have been destroyed, there are gaps in the protection.

Sure enough, the dragon and the flying dragon immediately accelerated their flight speed.

But the gunshots did not stop.

As they flew in, several adjacent water turrets were subsequently destroyed. Only one shot a straight water cannon before it was destroyed. The enemy also entered the range, but was eliminated by an elf mage on the dragon's back, causing no damage.

In just half a minute, the protection of the Crab Port Pier was cleared out of a safe area.

The wings of the dragon and the flying dragon group covered the sky and the sun. Unexpectedly, the dragon did not seem to be trying to spit out the dragon's breath to destroy the dock. The terrifying soul guns also stopped firing, but were preparing to land.

The overwhelming dragon power enveloped the head.

Brington is a legendary sturgeon with a firm will and can avoid the shock of Dragon Power, but others cannot do it. Each of them showed a look of horror on their faces and retreated timidly.

"Oshener, please bless us!"

Brington prayed loudly to the God of the River. He was the leader of the River Bay Legion and also served as the priest of the God of the River God, Oshener, and mastered multiple divine techniques.

A halo like water spread out from Brington, and the magic trick dispelled the fear in the hearts of the sturgeon warriors.

“Everything disperses!”

Brington shouted, "For Balosk! For Fisher!"

"For Balosk! For Fisher!" The sturgeons then made oaths and drew their weapons. Their figures twisted into the air like fish, dispersing in all directions, preparing to wait until the enemy landed before fighting to the death.

Brington stood there himself, looking up at the giant dragon in the sky.

The huge wings of the three-headed golden dragon covered the sun like a shadow, which was less than a hundred meters above the ground, emitting terrifying pressure. On the head and neck in the middle was an extremely handsome young man, holding a war hammer in his hand, and he could not see any emotion in his eyes looking down at Crab Port. When his eyes passed by, there was no fluctuation.

Brington had heard of this man's rumors, but never thought that he would be his enemy one day.

However, Brington had no intention of retreating.

He had already blessed himself with his magical skills, shouted loudly, and his feet stepped on the ground to crack, and his whole body turned into a stream of water and soared into the sky, dragging a stream of light behind him.

In an instant, Brington jumped to a height of 100 meters, which was a little higher than the golden three-headed dragon.

The big sword in his hand is called "Flower", an epic weapon, with blue light blooming on the sword and slashing towards the dragon.

"Huh!"

Brington, who was desperate, tried his best to overdraw his soul power and cut out the most peak sword in his life.

A sword light that was more than ten meters long was howling in the wind, condensed by countless water elements. A turbulent waterfall seemed to appear in the sky. The sharp water flow cut open the air and swept the flying dragon.

However, in the next second, a calm voice sounded.

"still."

An invisible mysterious wave dissipated with the sound, and the powerful sword light was fixed in mid-air. It could no longer move forward for an inch, as if it was frozen.

Brington was shocked and found that he was also bound and unable to move.

He rolled his eyes hard and looked at the dragon's back. He didn't take action against Count Glamorgan, wearing a blood-colored cloak, but another wizard with white hair. Because Count Glamorgan was too dazzling, he ignored the others on the dragon's back.

It was only then that Brington noticed the white-haired wizard.

This wizard, who seemed old but actually had a very young face, held a simple wooden staff and gently tapped the tip of the staff to block his sword light.

"Legendary High Arcane!"

"He is the Speaker of the Villeland Floating City!" Blinton screamed in despair.

Congatro's extraordinary professional system is unique. It mainly obtains strength by fusion of bloodlines, and tends to be melee and magic and martial arts. It is relatively easy to advance to legends, and there are also many legends, but there are lack of specialized spell casters. There have never been a powerful person at the holy soul level for thousands of years.

The legendary high-level wizard is almost extinct in Congatro, and only a few god-selected people who are favored by gods can match the entire kingdom.

The most terrifying thing is that there is an elf next to Earl Glamorgan.

A hot fire light shot out from the elves' hands and hit the static water flowing sword light. The seemingly inconspicuous fire light contained terrifying energy, instantly dissipating and evaporating the huge sword light like a waterfall, as if it had never existed.

This is another legendary advanced spell caster!

Brington's heart sank, and his body sank together.

With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, the legendary sturgeon's body had its own force-removing elements and was not seriously injured, but he still could not escape control.

Brington lay on the ground and watched the three golden dragons land in the strong wind.

The dragon leaned down and let the Earl of Glamorgan on its back and two legendary high-level spellcasters step on the scales to the ground. Then a golden light flashed, and the dragon transformed into a sun knight in brilliant armor.

The other three giant dragons also landed on the ground. After the wizards on their backs came down, they turned into human form.

"For Balosk!"

"For Fisherman!"

Amid a burst of shouts, dozens of sturgeons emerged, surrounded from all over the pier, and launched a crazy attack.

Run away quickly, don't die!

Brington regretted it, screaming wildly in his heart but couldn't make any sound, and he couldn't even move a finger.

The white-haired wizard raised his hand and opened a translucent force field to block all the sturgeons.

At the same time, the elf mage is also casting spells.

A circle of flames was generated along the edge outside the force field, and with a roar, it exploded and pushed away. The high-temperature flame formed a fire wall, leaving no dead corners. No matter which direction it rushed over, or the sturgeon samurai who had used its escape ability, everyone was swept into it.

Some sturgeons were wearing protective equipment, but they had no effect under this terrible flame, and were burned to pieces and bursts of wailing.

After the force field that protected the wizards was revoked, no sturgeon could stand.

Brington's eyes widened.

This is the first time he has seen the strength of a legendary high-level wizard. The Hewan Legion, which he is proud of, is so vulnerable.

Fortunately, the two legendary high-level spell casters seemed to have no intention of killing, and none of the sturgeons were killed.

The arrogant elf mage accurately controlled the power of flames against different enemies, just right, and could burn the target seriously injure without dying.

At this time, the group of flying dragons, which were slightly slower, also landed.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang……

Before the flying dragons landed, they turned into white light and disappeared in the air. The soldiers on their backs smashed on the ground, and their big feet wearing metal combat boots stepped on the ground, making a heavy muffled sound.
To be continued...