Looking at Nairi's broad back muscles, the undulating and orderly lines, and the sense of strength and stability brought by each fanning, Ange suddenly said: "I also want to ride the dragon."
Ange's sudden words made Nigris a little confused, and he subconsciously responded: "No, this is me - uh, you mean riding like this?"
Ange nodded.
"Well, if it's this kind of riding, I won't often carry you flying around." Nigris said.
"Akira." After saying that, Ange glanced at it and added: "Small."
Nigris is so angry. I didn’t find you dissatisfied with him when he was riding, but now that he has a bigger one, you despise him for being small.
"Then you go and ride the lightning, Nellie is mine."
"It's too big, it's falling apart." Ange said seriously.
"..." Nigris was speechless. Who cares whether the lightning is upright or not? I have never seen you fall apart no matter how hard it is, the point is that Niali is its best.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to say it, lest Ange gets serious and gets into trouble if he really fights it.
The topic changed and Nigris said: "Do you know why Niali called you first?"
Ange nodded, pointed to the densely packed dots in the distance, and said, "Hit them."
"Yes, it's actually quite annoying for us dragons to encounter these little mosquitoes. If we spray them with dragon breath, it would be too wasteful, and we won't be able to spray them a few times. I want you to help shoot them down later." Nigris said.
"Okay." Ange responded.
At this moment, Naiari had already flown higher into the air than the Winged Knight, turned around and dived. The slender body arched like it was overcoming an obstacle, and the angel skeleton and little zombie lying on its back suddenly flew up, making them scream in fright.
Ange reacted quickly, and grabbed them with his hands. He first stuffed the little zombies into the Palace of Rest, and then changed his hands and stuffed the angel skeletons in as well.
But Nigris discovered a problem: "They were tipped up. Why are you standing so firmly?"
Ange tilted his head and said: "Wind."
Of course, Nigris knew the wind. It relied on the wind to maintain its stability. Its wings had never been folded since it rode on Niali's back.
The compressed airflow formed after the air was squeezed away by Niali blew through its wings and firmly pressed it against Niali's back.
It just wondered why Ange could do it and be so skilled. The vegetable-growing skeleton really couldn't be judged by common sense. It must have been practiced through the pollination technique.
The moment the dragon swooped down from high altitude, all the flying wing knights dispersed like bees exploding their nests. They first swooped and accelerated to see who the dragon was chasing. If they were chasing someone else, they would immediately raise their altitude. Both feet stepped hard in the cylinder.
Only by pulling to a higher altitude and diving downward can they gain higher speed. When fighting in the air at high speed, without speed, even if the dragon flies in front of them, it will be difficult for them to hit the opponent.
Because the moment when the two sides collide may only be a few tenths of a second, without the reaction speed of the sword master, there is no time to pull the button.
As for the one who is being chased, he can only continue to swoop down and pray to the light.
How could such a simple pedal-operated flying wing escape the dragon's pursuit? She was caught up in a short while, and Nellie didn't even bother to open her mouth. She just flew past the flying wing, and the turbulence caused by it was enough to make the flying wing lose control and spin and fall to the ground.
Turning around, the entire flying wing was torn in the air, and there was no chance to level out and save itself.
The dragon chased his accomplices, and the other winged knights who had escaped immediately turned around and swooped down to chase the dragon. This was the best chance. As long as they kept up with the dragon, even if they couldn't catch up for a while, they still had no chance. It will come at the last moment.
As long as the dragon levels off or rises, its speed will drop sharply, and that's the best shooting opportunity.
However, they still underestimated the dragon's aerial superiority. After taking off the first flying wing, Nellie rolled in the air, spun around and then leveled off. She continued to accelerate and fly horizontally for a distance, and then pulled up.
Ange on his back opened fire, boom, boom, boom... boom, boom, boom..., bursting fireballs shot out one after another, and exploded within fifty meters.
Nairi's head and tail together are almost fifty meters long. The range of the explosive fireball in the air is not as long as Nairi's body.
Ange tilted his head and looked at his hands in confusion.
"Do you know the reason?" Nigris asked with a smile.
"The wind is strong," Ange said.
"What should we do?" Nigris asked again. This kind of inductive inquiry means that Nigris’ soul of being a teacher is burning again.
I had no choice but to finally get an opportunity. In the past, Ange only cared about farming. He was not familiar with that aspect and couldn't teach him how to do it.
Ange nodded thoughtfully.
"??" This reaction is wrong. Do you really know? You, a skeleton who has never been in the sky, know how to fight in the air?
Nigris was a little angry and picked him up with his little paws. He wanted to see how Ange knew the law. If he couldn't ask again at that time, he would give him a scolding.
Ange turned around and looked at the chasing winged knights behind him. Then he raised his hand, and the compressed airflow flowing through the surface of Nellie's body suddenly condensed into pieces of ice crystals the size of fingertips.
Ange has been able to condense ice crystals for a long time, mainly because he was angry. At that time, Tulus burned his glowing moss field. Anger was angry and used too much force, and condensed the water droplets into ice crystals, and forcefully poured Tulus over. You have to run away with your head in your hands.
Ice is actually an advancement of water magic. In many cases, the low temperature and form of ice are already more destructive than water, so water magicians must be good at using ice.
After the ice crystals formed, Ange ignored them and let them fly backwards freely in the air, and then they were bumped into by the Winged Knight.
Puff puff... there was a sound of hail hitting the tent, and the Winged Knight who crashed into the ice crystals suddenly lost control, twisted around, and began to fall to the ground uncontrollably.
When the flying wing spins over, you can clearly see that the flying wing is full of holes.
"..." Nigris didn't know what to say. He originally wanted to wait until Angenai couldn't help the enemy and asked it for help, and then it would take the opportunity to give him a good lesson.
Of course, you need to use wind magic in aerial combat. It is not only flexible and fast, but the wind elements are everywhere in the sky.
But unexpectedly, Ange not only didn't ask about it, but also used ice magic in a different way.
It has to be said that the use of condensing water into ice is very clever here. It takes almost no effort, but it can break the enemy's flying wings, and it still relies on the enemy's own speed to hit it.
In other words, it was not Ange who shot them down, but themselves. Ange just scattered some nails in their pursuit, which was really easy.
Moreover, this method is only useful for flying wing knights, because their flying wings are too fragile. If they were replaced by other gryphon knights, sub-dragon knights, this effect would never be achieved.
It was so clever that Nigris was speechless, and it was more effective than wind magic. After all, wind magic had to be aimed, and the ice crystals only had to be scattered.
"Impossible, you couldn't have come up with such a clever method. Who taught you this?" Nigris had to wonder if someone had secretly given Ange some guidance.
Ange kept throwing ice crystals and responded casually: "Water the water and the dragonflies will fall off."
The Winged Knight's maneuverability in the air is far inferior to that of the dragon. Their only chance is to swoop down and follow Nai'ali when she is chasing her other accomplices, and wait for the moment when she levels off to level up to attack.
But now, when chasing behind the giant dragon, he would suddenly be hit by a bunch of ice crystals, covering his head and face with bruises and swelling, and the skin of the flying wing tube was smashed with a popping sound.
Forget it, the worst thing is the flying wings, which are woven with special spider silk and coated with several layers of isinglass. They are thin and light and have a higher utilization rate of wind, but they are really unbearable against ice crystals. Smash, hit a hole.
After punching more than a dozen holes, Feiyi lost control.
The closer the pursuit, the more severe the damage to the flying wing. If the damage is not too severe, it can still land with superb skills. If the damage is too severe, it will have no choice but to fall freely. At the end, it will make a squeaking sound and can only be scooped up with a shovel. .
Only the two flying wing knights survived by virtue of their super high skills. At the moment when the ice crystal hit their bodies, they retracted their wings, rolled and fell freely for a certain distance, then re-opened their wings.
Forget it if it's just ice crystals. There is a magic fort on the dragon's back. As long as it gets close to it, the fort-like magician will shoot out waves of wind blades. If nothing else, it will only attack their flying wings.
As long as they are approached by the giant dragon, almost no one can escape, as flying wings fall down like rain.
Just like this, you are chasing each other in the air, and the flying wing knights have suffered serious losses. If this continues, all the flying wings will definitely be cleared before evening.
The idea is very beautiful, but the Winged Knight is not easy to mess with. Just as Nellie approached a Winged Knight and walked alongside it, waiting for Ange to shoot the opponent down, the opponent suddenly put away one of its wings, only to There is only one side left, and the remaining flying wing is still slightly erected.
Feiyi was instantly torn apart by this violent change, but the body of Feiyi twisted a ninety-degree bend under the huge force, and the front end was aimed at Nai Ali.
stretch! There was a sound of strings, and a crossbow arrow was shot from the front of the barrel, piercing into Enelli's body like lightning, causing her to scream in pain: "Moo!"
After shooting an arrow, only the cylinder was left of the flying wing, which spun and fell to the ground. Don't worry, it would definitely fall into pieces.
However, this suicidal approach successfully hit Nairi, and the crossbow arrow sank under the scales.
"Scale-breaking arrow! Little Ellie, are you okay?!" Nigris exclaimed.
"It hurts, it hurts like hell! Moo!" Nellie gritted her teeth, turned around and chased after the fallen flying wing, spraying a breath of dragon's breath on it, not even giving him a chance to fall to the ground and die.
Nigris wanted to say that there was no need, since he would fall to death anyway, so why waste the dragon's breath? But looking at the way Nellie mooed, she shut up knowingly. The female dragon was often unreasonable.
"Is it just painful? Is it uncomfortable? How about we fly away first and find a place where I can help you pull out the arrow." Nigris said.
A scale-breaking arrow, about 1.7 meters long, penetrated completely and caused serious damage to the dragon. If it hit a vital part, it could even be fatal.
However, Nigris took a look at the wound and saw that it was not a critical wound, it was almost on the dragon's shoulder.
Nairi turned around without saying a word, first dived to accelerate a certain distance, then leveled off and flew away at high speed.
Nigris was a little surprised. Niali was so obedient?
When she first came to the oasis, Nigris persuaded her for a long time, but no matter how much he persuaded her, she refused to hide. She just kept repeating one sentence: "The people here believe in me, I can't abandon them."
If this were not the case, Nigris would not let people like himself get involved in this war.
Nairi, who refused to listen to any advice, now turned around and left without saying a word? Are her injuries serious?
Thinking of this, Nigris couldn't help but become worried, and asked urgently: "Little Ellie, are you okay? Are you seriously injured?"
"The injury is not serious, just a prick with a toothpick, but Nigris, I may not be able to survive. My lifespan is about to end. Don't let my body fall into the hands of those humans." Nielli responded calmly. arrive.
"Ah? Now? I told you to hide a long time ago. You are already ten thousand and ten years old, and you are still doing such intense movements. You rolled just now. You are no longer a young dragon. You are still doing such a difficult thing. Action." Nigris became anxious upon hearing this and complained repeatedly.
"No, I'm over ten thousand years old. I've lived longer than you. What's the point of living one or two more years? If you weren't here, I wouldn't leave. I would fight until the last moment. Then Die in the lake of the oasis." Nai Ali said in a deep voice.
"Alas..." Nigris sighed. Indeed, from his point of view, the death of a similar person was a very sad thing, but Nielli didn't think so.
The lifespan of a brass dragon is too long. To them, one or two years is as meaningless as a few extra minutes of human life. Instead of hiding and surviving for a few minutes, they will never wake up from their deep sleep. , it would be better to die in a vigorous battle.
Understanding is understanding, but it is not easy to accept. All kinds of sorrow finally turned into one sentence: "It is better not to die in the lake, pollute the water source, and your followers will not be able to drink."
"Hahahaha, brother, you are so funny." After finishing speaking, Nairi stretched her neck and let out a loud dragon roar.
At the same time, her blood was boiling, and a message was transmitted to the hearts of all the dragonborn through the resonance of the blood. The dragon clan once again ushered in the death of the dragon.
The Winged Knight watched helplessly as the giant brass dragon flew away. The ambition he had set out to 'encircle and suppress the dragon and become a dragon-slaying knight' came to nothing in the blink of an eye. What he got was a fifty percent casualty figure.
There are no injuries, only death. Anyone who falls cannot survive.
The Winged Knight, who suffered heavy losses, returned to the camp and crawled out of the cylinder exhausted, but was kicked back mercilessly by Tierres: "The Dragonborn sent a message that the Brass Dragon is dead. It definitely did not leave when it died. The desert, no matter what, must find its dragon corpse."
One after another, the flying wings set off crookedly again, but this time it was no longer an encirclement and suppression, but a search. However, after a day of fierce fighting, the sky was already dark, and it was not easy to find a dragon corpse in the coming night. things.
Tierres was also aware of this problem and simply divided the surviving winged knights into five groups, one for each hundred people. One group would be launched into the air for search, and the rest would rest and take turns, pinning the hope of finding the dragon corpse until tomorrow daylight.
It's impossible to bury a giant dragon dozens of meters long in one night, right?
At a sand dune a hundred kilometers away, Nigris looked at Niali who fell to the ground, then looked at Ange, and the little zombie angel who had just been released, and shook his head helplessly.
It took the four of them to bury this huge thing in one night, which was not an achievable task.
"Can you put her in the Palace of Rest?" asked Nigris.
Ange shook his head.
"Can you dig a hole for it?" Nigris looked at the little zombie again.
The little zombie dug very hard and dug for a long time, digging out a big pit that could fit the dragon's feet.
What to do? Let alone burying it, even burying it shallowly will not work. The characteristics of the dragon corpse are too obvious. The magician can use some special detection techniques in the air to see some features that are not buried deeply. It's a highly distinctive thing, so burying it shallowly won't do.
But with just the four of them, how could they dig a hole big enough to put Nellie down?
He turned around to ask Ange what he could do, but when he turned around, he saw Ange pulling off Nairi's scales.
