Chapter 364 The Evil God Who Arrived

The stun spell was followed by the eye disease spell. After a short period of dizziness, the fire dragon felt a sharp pain in its eyes. It closed its eyes and tried to roll over hard to relieve the pain. ??

But no, it has no strength at all right now.

The fire dragon roared unwillingly, and its huge body weighing several tons crashed to the ground, crushing the stone slabs on the ground, and spewed out clusters of mushroom-shaped flames from its mouth forward.

The dark green scales shone brightly, and the entire Moon Temple was shaking.

Although the magic power of Aiwen is far beyond ordinary people's imagination, the powerful magic resistance of the fire dragon still makes the magic invalid in an instant. It quickly flapped its broken wings and struggled to stand up from the broken ground. Even better.

It is absolutely unacceptable to be played by two weak creatures like ants one after another.

"Attack its eyes, that's where the fire dragon's defense is weakest." Ivan shouted towards Ugert in front of him, and they were falling quickly from mid-air.

Uggt yelled, and his hind hooves fell heavily on the fire dragon's back, without the slightest pause, regardless of his body being scratched by the spikes on the fire dragon's body.

He ran forward on the dragon's armor covered with sharp barbs, just like advancing on a mountain of knives.

The centaur took advantage of the momentum to charge forward, aiming his spear at the right eye of the fire dragon who had just raised his body.

In the next second, he stabbed fiercely, and a large amount of dragon blood spurted out.

Ugert moved forward with all his strength, and with the power of sprinting, his whole body was pressed on the spear in his hand. A large number of blood vessels protruded from his thick arms, and his veins burst out.

His spear pierced Fire Dragon's right eyeball, piercing through it from the center.

The fierce twitching made the fire dragon roar again, louder than ever.

It shook its huge head violently, trying to shake the centaur away from its body.

Compared with its powerful strength, Uggt is like a lonely boat in the storm, being ruthlessly shaken and destroyed.

But he didn't let go, he clenched his teeth, held his spear with all his strength, stuck to it tightly, and violently swayed in the air with the fire dragon's head.

A strong centaur warrior can hold on, but under the action of huge force, Aiwen sitting on Ugt can't keep his balance at all.

In another upward swing, he finally couldn't grasp and let go of his hands.

His body was abandoned high, and below it was the ferocious giant mouth of the fire dragon.

If you fall like this, you will either be swallowed alive by the fire dragon, or you will be trampled into a meatloaf.

Aiwen didn't have time to think about this, the battle had reached a critical moment.

He held his breath, and danced the wand in his hand, drawing complicated patterns in the air, and white light as thick and thin as the stun spell he used just now emerged from the end of the wand.

Like throwing a javelin, Ivan threw the spell in his hand at the other eye of the dragon.

boom! ! !

Under the impact of Aiwen's curse, the fire dragon fell down.

It let out another heart-piercing roar, with a whine in its voice, the severe injuries to its wings and eyes had already made it to the end of its strength.

It was almost unable to hold on anymore, and the frequency of body shaking dropped significantly.

Ugert seized the opportunity, raised the spear vigorously, and pulled out the dragon's yellow eyeball abruptly. He held the spear with both hands, pointed down, and stabbed the bloody eyeball on the dragon's black scales. Swipe down.

The fire dragon wailed, only two holes were left to bleed from the eyes, and the huge mouth could not even spew out flames. The huge body was crumbling and might fall down at any time.

This is definitely the bloodiest and most tragic dragon slaying campaign in history. A powerful fire dragon at the top of the food chain died in the hands of two inferior creatures.

For a long time, in the impression of wizards, only the most powerful wizards can conquer and kill fire dragons, but this practice is destined to be broken today. A 12-year-old wizard and a centaur teamed up to complete this amazing magic world. Miracle.

Aiwen fell from the air, and Uggt, who had completed the feat of slaying the dragon, jumped up to catch him.

The centaur's body was covered with scars and blood, and some places were even scorched by the flames, and no intact piece of skin could be seen.

Before Aiwen had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that in the depths of the platform ahead, a large number of centaurs were prostrate and praying to the statue of the evil god, indifferent to the battle that was close at hand.

Following their movements, the bluish-black clouds in the sky became thicker and lower, and a huge vortex formed, as if something was about to crawl out of it.

Above the huge statue, the Sorcerer's Stone left by Gryffindor glows red.

Fluctuations of magic power visible to the naked eye drifted out from the Sorcerer's Stone, and these magic powers formed a red light path and slowly drifted downwards, converging into the statue of the evil god.

The air pressure at the top of the temple dropped further, like a harbinger of a storm that was about to break out. The ancient and powerful aura pervaded, making everyone breathless.

"No, their magic is about to succeed, we must..." Ivan shouted.

Ugert didn't hesitate, and dragged his scarred body to charge forward again. Ivan issued several spells in succession, hoping to stop the summoning ceremony from proceeding.

But the centaur stargazing warlock Guan in front seemed to be under the petrification spell, and he did not dodge or evade the spells attacking him, allowing Aiwen and Uggt to attack.

Their faces were expressionless, and their eyes sparkled with madness.

Aiwen's heart sank immediately, and his sense of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. The scene in front of him was too weird, and these centaurs were abnormal to the extreme.

"You are late, Ugt!" an old centaur said slowly after being knocked down, "Get ready to surrender, a great existence is about to come..."

As soon as his words fell, the huge statue of the evil god in front of him suddenly became real.

With the statue as the center, a huge phantom appeared out of thin air.

A large amount of flesh and blood piled up on the top of the temple began to rise and floated towards it. The corpse of the fire dragon that had just been killed by Aiwen and Uggt was also among them.

Ivan looked at this increasingly clear evil god in surprise. It was like a gill grass that had been magnified countless times, or like a tree root with countless branches.

It slowly floated in mid-air, and a large amount of flesh and blood floated towards it, gradually forming a huge, bulging mass of flesh like a black cloud.

The flesh was covered with green, uneven, wrinkled skin that looked like tree bark, or the scales of some ancient monstrous creature.

The big mouth in the center was covered with green mucus, and it was covered with black fangs. In addition, there were many mouths around its body with different shapes.

Further upwards, at both ends of the black meat block are two disproportionate eyes, with red eyeballs rolling inside, staring blankly ahead.

On the outward or phantom position are countless wriggling tentacles, and at the end of the tentacles is either a mouth with fangs, or an eye or a sharp claw. (To be continued.)