Three dragons carry their riders and swoop down towards the chaotic Dothrak frenzy.
"Blood dance, dragon flame!"
Liu Qian gave the order in the strong wind.
"Roar——!!!
He was responded to by Blood Dance's roar that shattered his eardrums.
This blood-red dragon, which was the largest and most violent in temperament, once again lit up with a fiery red light like the core of a hell furnace in the depths of its throat.
Instead of choosing the forward line to fight Liu Qianjun, it targeted a group of Dothrak cavalry in the distance that was regrouping and trying to launch a new wave of charges around the trap ditch.
Boom one by one!!
A blood-red dragon flame that was thicker and more viscous than before, and the temperature was more terrifying, spurting out from the huge mouth of the blood dance.
The dragon flame swept over, covering a range of tens of feet.
The air was instantly ignited, emitting a piercing scream.
The cavalry directly hit by the dragon flame with people and horses was like a wax figure thrown into a furnace, instantly charred and turned into fly ash.
The edge was affected, and it instantly turned into a blood-colored torch that danced wildly, emitting an inhuman mournful roar, twisting and melting in the extreme heat.
The war horse stood up in horror, threw off the rider on his back, and was immediately mercilessly trampled by the surging hooves that followed.
The area instantly turned into a scorched and smoky death zone.
At least dozens of elite roaring warriors, along with their beloved war horses, were wiped into the naught in a single breath of the Blood Dance.
The dragon flame of the blood dance not only brought physical incineration, but also had a kind of will impact that made the witnesses feel heartbroken.
The land it plowed left behind a road of death that was scorched and smoky, exuding a pungent smell of sulfur.
On the other side, Jelena drove the silver waterfall and skimmed over a horse man who was harassing the infantry phalanx with a dense rain of arrows.
"Silver Waterfall, Dragon Flame!" Jerina's voice was as clear as ice.
"Hiss one by one!"
The silver waterfall let out a high-pitched roar, and it gracefully dodged the arrows that the horsemen shot with their bows.
The giant mouth opened and spewed out a torrent of flames that surged and shimmered with dazzling silvery-white light.
The flame was extremely hot, but it showed a strange silver luster.
Silver-white flames swept down, and the cavalry and war horses that were shrouded in cavalry were instantly ignited.
Janice saw that Liu Qian and Jelena had already attacked, so she drove Twilight to dive down.
Twilight roared as it hovered over a Dothrak elite trying to move back from the flanks.
He opened his mouth and spat out, and a torrent of turbulent purple flames poured down.
Rumble!
The deep purple flames clung to everything they touched like living creatures, burning wildly, and the Dothrak Roaring Warriors quickly dissolved like butter under the purple flames.
The war horse let out a heart-wrenching cry, struggled frantically in the purple flames, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a violently burning purple fire.
Three dragons, blood-red flames, silver-white flames, and deep purple flames, the three-color flames intertwined, turning the battlefield into a boiling furnace.
Every dive, every spew of flames, tears through huge wounds in the boundless frenzy of the Dothraks.
Fear is like a raging fire.
No matter how fierce the roaring warrior is, in the face of this destructive force, only hysterical fear remains.
"Dragon! The Fire-Spitting Demon! "
"Kao! Great Drogo Kao, save us! "
"Run! Run away! Get out of this burning hell! "
Collapse like a landslide tsunami.
Countless Doslak cavalry turned their horses and fled backwards desperately, trampling each other, and the formation completely collapsed.
However, in the very center of the battlefield.
A burly man stands proudly.
Drogo Kao was naked in a bronzed upper body, his muscles were knotted like steel, and his crisscrossing scars were a medal of bravery.
His ankle-length braids, which symbolized undefeated records, were adorned with countless gold and silver bells, dancing wildly in the hot wind, making a crisp and slaughtering sound.
The war horse he stepped on was extraordinary, snorting anxiously, but it was firmly controlled by his strong and powerful legs.
There was no fear on Drogo Kao's face, only anger and excitement.
His eyes were as sharp as eagles, piercing through the smoke and chaos, and locked on the largest and conspicuous red dragon in the sky, spitting blood-spitting flames, and the riders on its back one by one.
"Coward, coward who only hides on the back of the flame monster!"
Drogo Kao let out a deafening roar in Dosraq.
"Take my bow!"
Drogo Kao shouted sharply.
Several blood alliance guards surrounding him immediately took action.
One of them, the short, fat and bald Blood Alliance guard Kohoro, quickly untied a huge double arc bone bow from the side of the saddle.
The bow body is dark black, the bow arm is perfectly curved, and the lines are smooth and powerful.
The bowstring is twisted by some kind of extremely tough, almost transparent tendon.
Keel bow!
The keel bow is unparalleled and incredibly powerful, and the arrows it shoots can pierce through the strongest armor.
Kohoro offered the keel bow with both hands, his eyes full of enthusiasm and trust.
Drogo Kao took the heavy weapon, his eyes burning with resolute fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath, and the muscles of his strong arms were tense, and the keel bow that took several strong men to barely pull open was pulled away by him steadily and inch by inch.
The bowstring was as tight as a full moon, and the bow arm made a low metaphorical sound, as if responding to the master's strength.
A Kou quickly handed over a specially made heavy arrow with a cluster of cold light.
Drogo Kao's gaze was like an eagle locking on its prey, penetrating the distance, staring at the clear figure on the back of the blood dance.
He held his breath, adjusted the angle brought about by the movement of the dragon, and poured all the strength of his whole body into this arrow "Death one by one!! "
With a thunderous roar, Drogo Kao released his bowstring.
Ugh one—huh!!
The moment the dragon bone arrow left the string, it let out an unprecedented mournful scream.
The speed was so fast that it even pulled out a blurry afterimage in the air.
The arrow tore through the scorching air, with devastating kinetic energy, and shot at Liu Qian on the back of the blood dance with great accuracy.
The Kou and Blood Alliance guards around Drogo Kao, Kohoro, Hago, Koso and others, all held their breath, staring at the flying arrow, their hearts almost jumping out of their chests.
They believed that the great Kao would use this arrow to end the dragon master.
However!
Just as the arrow was about to hit its target.
Blood Dance's huge neck, covered with thick armor-like dark red scales, seemed to raise it up as if it were an instinctive reaction.
Kang Yi Yi !!
A crisp explosion like the clash of gold and iron resounded in the sky.
The arrow, which carried all of Drogokao's hopes, slammed into an unusually wide crimson scale below Blood Dance's neck.
The arrow that was enough to pierce the most sophisticated plate armor was instantly twisted and deformed.
The whole arrow broke weakly, bounced off, and fell from a high altitude in a spiral.
And the scale that Blood Dance was hit by only left an almost negligible white mark, not even a trace of cracks.