When the Black Dragon Lord fully spread his wings, Angela was deeply shocked again.

    She has to admit that the black dragon in front of her is unique. It not only has the more powerful and ferocious physique of the red dragon, but also its wings are completely different from all the real dragons in her own cognition.

    The wings of the Black Dragon Lord are larger than expected. Pay attention to the meaning of the word beyond imagination. Angela has never seen a real dragon''s wings with such a wide wing membrane and such a complex bone structure - its wings can even be folded!

    At this time, the Black Dragon Lord had begun to flap his wings. Only a few times later, he set off a roaring hurricane.

    wait.

    It uses dragon wings to fly? Not by magic?

    After a short shock, Angela noticed this detail on the horse. The perception of disaster karma dragon was outstanding among the real dragons, but she didn''t feel any overflow mana fluctuation on each other.

    Is this a dragon?

    Angela couldn''t help but raise this idea in her mind, but she was soon rejected by herself. The other party''s repressive dragon power was true. That momentum made her afraid of the real dragon.

    What the hell is going on?

    The disaster industry dragon wondered, but time didn''t wait. The Black Dragon Lord had begun to dive down. She could only perform a "floating technique" for herself and followed the black dragon with hesitation.

    "Buzz --"

    The continuous dull sound ran over the ears of the creatures in the battle, and Caesar did not roar. However, the vibration and strong pressure brought by the Dragon Wings passing through the air still made them notice the arrival of the black dragon.

    What followed was a hot stream of inflammation.

    Due to the large number of undead, Caesar didn''t need to aim at the target at all. He flew like a bomber from low altitude. The flames in his mouth were surging. He plowed through the undead army again and again, burned everything, and turned these bone stubbles into countless coke, leaving fiery gullies.

    Because the opponent is low despicable skeletons and undead, Caesar doesn''t have to worry that they will have weapons such as armor breaking arrow and armor breaking crossbow gun, so this time the black dragon can maintain the air advantage to fight them. His wings are not fragile enough to be able to shoot through even skeleton archers. Just be careful of those high undead.

    The Legion of the dead ushered in the first wave of substantial losses. The casting ability of the Necromancers was not enough to block a large number of high-temperature flames - with Caesar''s growth, his spitting weapons became more and more powerful.

    A large number of undead creatures were annihilated under the Dragon flame. It was not a poor dumb skeleton, but the real backbone of the undead army.

    However, this is not enough. Relying on Caesar''s own strength, it may take several days to completely destroy the skeleton army, so he has to find a way to encourage a wave of his monster family members, let them restrain their chaotic nature of fatigue and want to escape, and regroup and fight again.

    "Chaos is trouble."

    Caesar, who crossed at low altitude, complained with resentment.

    However, Caesar knew how to boost morale and encourage these evil races in pursuit of power. Before that, he had thought about it and knew how to operate it.

    Soon, the black dragon began to act. He temporarily gave up his air superiority, aimed at an area with dense undead and began to land.

    Because of his huge size, this guy crashed into the skeleton sea like a meteorite. The earth trembled and roared like thunder. Countless undead were hit directly because they couldn''t dodge. Under the heavy pressure of the black dragon, the bones of his whole body screamed and the broken limbs splashed everywhere.

    In the shadow of the dark curtain, Caesar slowly climbed out of the pit he had made, and his scarlet eyes glittered in the dark curtain.

    "I, the shadow dragon, the son of nesatoria, the real dragon - Caesar altorenzo tangrian, your master, your emperor..."

    The black dragon blew out a flame to sweep away the skeleton in front of him, stood up with strong hind legs, and the dead who had lost the power of action under his feet was crushed by life. He held his fierce head high, and the low dragon roared forcefully: "I am the embodiment of power!"

    When he finished, Caesar lowered his head slightly, bit the fine and turbulent flame in his mouth, and roared again.

    "Now, black dragon legion, crush them!"

    Momentum is really a wonderful thing. If you were a legendary caster or an old real dragon, maybe they were stronger than Caesar, but these words were spoken by those people, and they were definitely not as shocking as the black dragon.

    The ferocious, powerful and majestic black dragon, after some powerful words, all its family members showed their tusks again and roared in agreement.

    "For my king!"

    "For the master!"

    "For your majesty!"

    ……

    Although there were no magic wonders and war horns, the monsters were inspired from the spiritual level and became as powerful as a rainbow. They were even more ferocious than they had just fought with the skeleton army.

    Of course, the dead have no sense of this. In the face of the monsters roaring one after another, they are still as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. Only the sound of bone activity is sporadic. These guys who have died once, apart from all useless emotions, will only silently wave weapons to attack.

    There is a sharp contrast between the two sides.

    "Here it comes."

    Negendro, the Black Knight, clenched his sword. He knew that now was the time to decide the outcome. In ayladia, the confrontation between the two lords was often the key to the direction of a war.

    His trump card, the knight of the dead, has been restrained before. If he doesn''t join the battlefield, he is waiting for the emergence of the black dragon, because only these high Knight of the dead can block the Black Dragon Lord. Such an adult real dragon can destroy the battlefield. He can''t let the other party do it. The knight must be on standby on the left side and wait for interception.

    The skeleton horse chirped and neigendro soon gathered with his dead knights and charged the black dragon.

    The troops were all high-level undead of the same color. Their whole bodies were wrapped in dark gray armor, and even the bone exposed outside the armor was stained with a layer of metallic luster.

    After careful observation, it can be found that they did not attack on the ground. These dead Knights sat down, and the end of the hoof of the bone horse was also burning the fire of the soul, floating and galloping in mid air.

    This shows that the undead Knight also has the ability of air combat.

    "Lord, be careful. Every dead knight is a veteran who has experienced many battles before his death. Their skills of integrating into blood are still preserved after his death."

    Angela reminded the rear at a distance, and then came closer: "a heroic hymn."

    She cast a spell on Caesar. Seeing the eyes of the black dragon, Angela smiled: "please let me help you."