Chapter 1243

Just when the Dragon kingdom was in chaos, a heavy snow covered the whole frost peak. For a moment, the wind was very cold, and the snowflakes and hailstones kept falling. Even the giant dragon, which could resist the severe cold, was slightly uncomfortable at this time.

On the horizon, there is a bright light, which is extremely dazzling. With a slightly slow but irresistible trend, it is gradually approaching the Dragon kingdom.

The bright light dispels the darkness of the night and makes it as bright as day below. However, the dragon, which is deeply in chaos, has no time to pay attention to the anomalies in the distance.

In the light of the light, a group of mages are leading their magic puppets to march towards the top of the snow.

This group of mages wore blue and white robes. On the blue robes, silver and white silk threads were used to decorate various mystical patterns. The complexity of the patterns often represented the identity differences between them.

Among them, the most complex pattern of the mage, the robe is not only tattooed with the sun, moon and stars, but also tattooed with the symbols of water, fire and earth. That is the pattern that only the most top mage is qualified to tattoo on the robe.

It was from the sky above him that the incomparably strong light was released, illuminating the whole scene on the snow mountain, making the dark night as bright as day.

At this time, he was riding on a huge magic puppet. The puppet was made of crystal and was red all over. His body was like a dragon. Although he didn't have broad Dragon Wings, his legs were quite strong, and he was deep in the snow every step.

If there are alchemists in blakada, they will recognize that the magic puppet here is the crystal dragon symbolizing the peak of this technology, and it is enough to juxtapose with another kind of legendary Titan giant puppet.

At this time, a bright yellow portal opened from his side, from which many mages in the same dress came out, and the whole team slowed down the pace.

"I've done what you ordered, hero dekken." Coming out of the bright yellow portal, a mage yelled, "now I'm back. Commander CanSo, report to you. "

CanSo's voice resounded in the snow mountains, not covered by the wind and snow.

"You're back in time, commander kanso." Riding on the dragon made of crystal, the mage, who is called Hero deken, said, "we are going to go deep into this dragon's country, and we can't cast space magic."

Under the signal of deken, CanSo led his mages back to the team quickly and moved forward to the snow mountain together.

"This time, what we are going to face is not a small role that can be easily dealt with, but the legendary holy dragon. Are you ready, hero deken?"

When other mages returned to the team, CanSo came to the hero deken and asked casually, but his hand was shaking.

Perhaps it was because of the cold, CanSo did not use the flame to warm himself, but rubbed his hands, but the shaking frequency did not slow down.

As the most powerful creature ever recorded, the prestige of holy dragon has been deeply rooted in the hearts of all creatures. Those who believe in this will feel a sense of fear even when they just hear the name of the holy dragon.

"This road is full of twists and turns, but I finally came here, to the top of the snow which used to belong to blakada but was occupied by the dragon."

In a high voice, not only CanSo on one side, but also other mages in the rear team could hear this.

"The holy dragon is a legendary creature. No one has ever been able to defeat it, but today, the legend will be rewritten. When this battle is over, we will share the honor of the greatest Dragon Slayer. We will become the protagonists of the legend and be praised by all the bards. It's just the last dragons that stand in our way. "

Deken's powerful words spread to the ears of all the mages in the team. For a moment, influenced by the heroic will, they forgot their fear and immersed themselves in the words described by deken.

At this time, deken's vision has already looked to the snow mountain. In the back of the snowy sky, is his long-awaited glory, belongs to the glory of the Dragon Slayer.

There are lots of snake demon corpses lying on both sides of the road leading to the top of the snow mountain. Most of these corpses are incomplete, which is the result of the snake demon killing each other after being affected by the madness.

Stationed in the periphery of the Dragon Kingdom, the followers of these giant dragons are unable to resist large-scale and powerful magic, and without the help of other casters, death becomes their only end.

Deken didn't want to pay attention to these snake demons. Their existence is only a small sum of the feats of the Dragon Slayer, but a sudden change has attracted deken's attention.

Flesh and blood shed from the corpses of these snake demons, and they stood up in the form of skeletons, still holding their weapons in their hands, with scarlet fire in their eyes.

"All on alert!" Dekken said in a high voice. The procession stopped immediately, and the mages in it were ready to cast their magic. Only when dekken gave the order, they would destroy all the enemies with their magic.

"Necromancer... These undead creatures are of the same type as those I saw in Tataria." Aware of the changes in the snake demon's body, especially the scarlet eyes, CanSo's expression changed, and then reported to deken.

"It seems that the dragon on the top of the snow area, unwilling to die, turned to the necromancer for help. Unfortunately, they chose the wrong ally. Are you right, necromancer?"

With that, deken looked to the cliff ahead, a corner covered by snow.

In the wind and snow, a dark figure slowly emerged. He was under the shadow of darkness, where the light could not shine. Behind him, the broad and worn-out black robe rose with the wind, casting a shadow on him.

"Hero Decken, I have a question for you." Mixed with the roaring sound of snow, the Necromancer's deep words came, "do you think I'm strong?"

"You are the most powerful necromancer I have ever seen." Perceiving the breath of death around him, deken replied in a deep voice, with a sense of examination in his eyes.

"Ha ha ha..." the chilling low laughter came from the mouth of the necromancer, "I think so, too."

"From the eyes of other creatures, I can feel a lot of emotions, resentment, anger, jealousy, no matter which one, can make me feel how strong I am. I enjoy their eyes. Only powerful creatures deserve to enjoy these emotions. "

"What I can't bear is her disappointed eyes, which stimulate me and remind me how weak I am. No matter how powerful I am, I am still so weak and insignificant."

"When I was weak, I could bear this kind of look without any burden, because I knew my weakness very well, but now it's different. Now I'm very strong, and no creature can be disappointed with me."

"So..." speaking of this, the Necromancer's words sank“ Stop here, hero Decken, or I will stop you here with all my strength. "