Chapter 1674 Howling Tornado

Walls and statues, swords and laughter, spirits and songs

We are the people of the ancient kingdom, followers of flowers and flames, believers of gods and ancestors

We will turn our flesh and blood into incomparably sharp spears and indestructible walls to drive away any monsters that threaten our families!

Today, we will die, but our families will live!

Fearless York and Han warriors, let us open our arms and embrace death and rebirth with the most fearless attitude!

The commander's roar echoed between heaven and earth, brave and fearless.

All the adventurers behind him roared, the sound was like a tide and it was unstoppable!

"They don't deserve to die here!" Billy blurted out, his swords piercing the bluestone hard, his fists trembling, and he gritted his teeth: "They are real warriors and should die at the hands of evenly matched enemies, not The coward is swallowed up by the dragon's breath!"

"That's what you say," I said solemnly, "but what can you do?"

After that, he withdrew his gaze, ignored everyone present, and said calmly: "What can you do?"

Immediately, he lowered his head, looked at the Odachi in his hand quietly, and murmured: "What can I do?"

Yes, in the face of such a terrifying dragon's breath, apart from Taylor, probably no one here can make a difference.

We can only hide quietly behind the bluestone and silently mourn for those brave warriors who are not afraid of death.

The blue light in Skatha's throat has reached a dazzling level, and in the next second, it will spit out desperate dragon breath!

I couldn't help but hold my breath, and my heart suddenly lifted.

I didn't want to see this tragedy, but my strong emotions forced me to watch it.

Look, this is reality, a tragic reality!

In the face of reality, you are just a tiny ant with no importance at all!

The feeling of powerlessness suddenly crept into my heart. I only felt that at this moment, the whole person was spinning, shrinking, turning into ants, turning into dust, becoming insignificant, becoming insignificant, and finally disappearing.

Just when I was about to drown in the abyss of powerlessness, suddenly, there was a loud roar, like thunder or a landslide, which immediately shocked me.

Looking up, he saw two groups of white lights, rushing towards Skatha at an incredible speed.

These two groups of white light were like arrows piercing the clouds, bringing up strong winds. Wherever they went, adventurers within a few meters around them became unstable and fell to the ground.

What a speed!

What a strong courage!

Is this a human being?

Staring intently, I finally saw the truth behind the two white lights. In their center, there were two people running at high speed. The two people were not big, but their waists and limbs were extremely thick. At first glance, they looked like two balls of light. A piece of meat made of muscles!

Just because these two people were as fast as thunder, I couldn't clearly see their outlines and looks. I could only vaguely conclude that they were dwarves.

But no matter how fast the two of them are, it is impossible to stop the dragon's breath before it spits out, because at this time, the blue light ball has reached Skatha's jaw, and in just one second, the dragon's breath will be released. Can be released instantly.

Even so, the two of them still didn't give up and kept running wildly.

The blue ball of light slid slowly and landed at the most appropriate position in the throat. As long as Skatha inhaled slowly and then sprayed out suddenly, everything would be fine.

At this critical moment, the two dwarves suddenly jumped up high, one of them grabbed the other, and with the help of inertia, he violently threw him out.

The flying dwarf headed straight for Skatha's mouth at an even more violent speed, and finally reached its destination at the last moment.

I saw his arm raised high, and a warhammer emitting dazzling light like a small sun smashed down with unstoppable momentum!

There was a roaring sound, and the huge and high dragon head finally succumbed to the even more majestic power.

The terrifying dragon's breath went out the moment before it was about to explode.

The tragedy that was about to happen was shattered into pieces by this earth-shattering blow.

"Even if you don't believe it, there are really miracles in the world," Taylor said slowly.

After that, he pulled out the stopper and took a sip of wine.

A miracle happened suddenly, and the wind direction of the battlefield changed suddenly.

Scatha was clearly stunned by the blow.

The huge dragon kept roaring almost like moaning from its mouth. It kept shaking its head, trying to wake up from the chaotic state, but it was difficult to do so for a while.

The dwarf who hit Monskasa with a hammer had no intention of stopping after his feet landed on the ground. He picked up the war hammer, aimed it at Scaça's head, and beat him violently again.

Suddenly, shards of ice flew from Skatha's head and blood splattered. Although this injury did not pose a threat to its life, the huge pain and the trampling of its dignity made it almost crazy.

But its consciousness has not yet fully recovered, and it cannot find the energy to deal with this lively and wanton 'reptile' in front of it.

Painful roars came from its throat. After gathering some strength, it suddenly raised its giant paw and slapped it in the direction of the dwarf.

At this critical moment, another dwarf had also rushed to the front line. He struck the warhammer in his hand directly into the center of the giant claw and stopped it.

Skatha hesitated for a moment, then raised his giant claw again, and continued to slap it hard, but was stopped by the dwarf's war hammer again, so he raised it again and slapped it again.

After doing this several times, it finally got a little tired, and at the same time it regained consciousness. The huge head suddenly raised, and then the upper body was raised high. A pair of huge wings began to flap wildly. The power of the strong wind was even more powerful than before. More than doubled.

However, at this moment, not far away, a long chant echoed from the wilderness valley.

The chanting sounds were long and short, high and low. Although I couldn't understand the meaning, I felt that it was very rhythmic, just like rap, but longer than rap.

"The orc priests have also come for this spell," Taylor muttered, then put down the bottle, closed his eyes, held his breath and listened carefully.

Orc tribe sacrifice?

I have only heard of the high priest of the orc tribe. What is this orc tribe’s priest?

Are you an adventurer?

While he was doubting, he intuitively sensed a powerful magic power gathering towards the source of the sound, and in just a few seconds, it condensed into a daunting and huge tornado!

The tornado roared continuously, and in the next second, it headed straight for Skatha.

When Skatha, who was creating a strong wind, saw this, his eyes widened. His huge body immediately turned to face the roaring wind, and he flapped his wings crazily.

However, the violent wind created by the wings was nothing compared to this tornado that was more than ten feet high. Not only was it unable to consume any of the magic power of the tornado, it also exhausted itself.

But it was unwilling to give in and did not believe that it would lose, so it roared to the sky and began to accumulate magic power, preparing to fight the roaring tornado with its dragon's breath.