Chapter 422 Jedi Blade Ice Storm

Compared with the one-sided battle in the royal palace, the situation on the sky battlefield at this time has fallen into a fever. Except for Kurdran's initial raid, which managed to kill a group of red dragons, the rest was a real fight.

Almost all the wildhammer dwarves' griffin knights and red dragoons can be seen everywhere in the sky. A small number of human griffin knights just stepped outside to besiege the injured and left alone red dragon.

Generally speaking, it is still very unfavorable to the alliance.

Mainly individual differences.

Griffins are strong, but that's only for humans and orcs.

When facing the red dragon, the griffin was suppressed in almost all aspects - speed, strength, protection, vitality. In terms of agility, the Griffin can be slightly better.

Although Kurdran has been trying to make up for the lack of combat power with tactics, such as letting one griffin seduce, and the other two griffins attack from behind, first kill the dragon roar orcs, and then deal with the red dragon, unfortunately, the overall situation still seems to be at stake.

However, with good cooperation and cover, the injured griffin was able to evacuate as soon as possible, and it was still struggling to maintain the situation.

Kurdran didn't know how to win, and most of the Wildhammer dwarves supported themselves with only blood. Originally, Kurdran was not optimistic about Duke's plan, but since Duke invited that person, let's just believe it.

"Duke! You bastard! Join the Wildhammer Griffin Legion and be destroyed here today. Even if you hide at the end of hell, I will drag you out and beat you to death!"

"Relax! Calm down!" Duke said in the magic message.

"Damn—I must be crazy!" Muttering his mouth, his hands and feet were unambiguous, Kurdran put away his storm hammer, held the rein in one hand, and blew the horn with the other.

"Woo———" The distant and heroic sound of the horn attracted the attention of all the Wildhammer dwarf knights.

At this time, the sun suddenly emerged from the thick clouds, as if in response to the call of the King of the Wildhammers, the white wings of countless griffins shone golden in the sunlight. They quickly got rid of their opponents, and began to gather in the middle of the battlefield, and began to gather.

But every Wildhammer knight was dumbfounded. The next trumpet sound was... landing?

The short questioning horn sounded to Kurdran!

The reply was still 'landing'!

The Wildhammer dwarves were stunned. Landing at this time, wouldn't it make their backs shine to the red dragon. But it's so dense, the red dragon comes and breaths together, that's really...

Oh oh oh! Even if our king says he's going to roast our griffin friend, there's no need to do that, right?

The Wildhammer dwarves almost burst into tears!

But there was no other way. Sensing the gathering of the griffins, the red dragon had automatically climbed to occupy the high altitude, and then descended to a lower altitude one after another, and began to dive and attack the position where the large group of griffins were located.

"Descent! Anyone who doesn't want to die, let me descend to the lawn of the palace!" Kurdran asked the herald around him to repeatedly urge him with the sound of a trumpet, while he himself waved his arms violently, beckoning his hands to descend!

do not care!

Die and die!

The Wildhammer dwarf knights gritted their teeth, cursing Kurdran, cursing the eighteen generations of ancestors of the bastard who came up with this idea, and let the griffin descend at a high speed.

Above the head, the huge Red Dragon Legion also completed its assembly. Nearly 300 giant dragons formed terrifying dragon roars continuously, forming a tsunami of sound, echoing in the entire clear sky.

The dwarf knights turned their heads and saw the scene that covered the sky and the sun, as if they were all under a spell, nailed to the back of the griffin and motionless. Their eyes looking up at the sky were full of despair, and they were almost paralyzed. If not for avoiding being thrown down in the fierce air battle, each dwarf tied himself to the back of the griffin, I am afraid that the dwarves would have died at this moment. It fell like raindrops.

A miracle happened!

Almost at the moment of descending to a height of 100 meters, every dwarf felt the change of the situation.

They travel through a thin, almost invisible membrane. Frozen and cold, almost every griffin and its rider shivered.

This is……

Mage's Ice Shield?

They guessed right!

Almost at the moment when the last griffin passed through the shield, almost thirty dragon breaths fell on the huge ice shield.

The blazing dragon's breath fell on the translucent ice shield, and there was a strange sound of "Zizizi!" immediately. It was a clash of hot and cold. The scorching heat evaporated the water on the shield, and the cold air in turn counteracted the intrusion of heat air.

Amazing!

Which Grand Master Xiri has arrived? Or is this the magical defense system of Alterac Palace?

The dwarves who had already started to land handed over the landing to the griffins. They stared blankly at the hemispherical mask that looked like a freshly peeled egg flickering under the bombardment of the dragon's breath, as if it would collapse at any time, as if the flames of death would come at any time to them.

However, such a situation didn't happen, it didn't even deform, it only felt that the ice slag floating on the shield became denser.

At this time, more than one Wildhammer saw Duke standing on the highest point of the castle where the palace was.

At this moment, the vice-commander of the alliance, the young man who has always been nicknamed the Miracle Man, is like a god descending from the earth. Beside him, there were dozens of huge snowflakes circling around, each hexagonal snowflake was as big as a washbasin, circling in a specific trajectory in the space around him.

"Thank you for your support! Kurdran! Leave it to me, Duke!" Duke shouted with great pretense.

The next second, Duke stretched out his five fingers with a cold face, and the blue-white magic rose up from the bottom of his feet, making Duke's face white.

From the perspective of the Red Dragoons, Duke was surrounded by a huge magic circle with a diameter of thirty meters.

Zuluhed, who was commanding at high altitude, changed his face drastically, and shouted: "No! Run away!"

"Isn't it too late to escape now?" Duke sneered.

A huge storm quickly formed from Duke's feet and spread rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the diameter of the storm exceeded 300 meters.

The griffins screamed in fright, trembling under the shocking power caused by this magic. But soon they discovered that they were already standing in the eye of the safest tornado. There is nothing going on here, instead, not far away, ice crystals are engulfed by the knife-like icy wind, swirling non-stop.

With the addition of a large amount of rotation and icy breath, these ice crystals quickly turned into huge circular slices, and the sharp edges exuded a bleak cold light in the sun.

"Run! Run!" the high-altitude Zulushid called out to his subordinates while letting the giant dragon under his crotch climb desperately. Unfortunately it was too late.

A thick layer of frost has begun to form on the surface of the dragon's wings. Although the giant dragon is not afraid of low temperatures, this is enough to make the frequency of their flapping their wings drop rapidly, greatly reducing their climbing speed.

The next moment, the air seemed to be sucked away, and the dragon and its rider screamed and fell down. What awaited them was a huge ice blade tornado that whirled around like a meat grinder...