Chapter 185: The Hammer of the Storm (III)

The four wind-type dragons had no chance to stop the spell they chanted. The next moment, an extremely surging ball of thunder and lightning rushed up instantly.

After clearly seeing his eyes, his eyesight was incomparable to even the elves. He could naturally see who was the core of this forbidden spell. Therefore, the poor Wind Elder naturally became the target of the Storm Hammer.

Boom——, the roar was not very strong, but almost in a moment, the majestic wind dragon elder and the dignified ninth-level dragon had turned into burnt black.

The Dragon Word Magic was forcibly interrupted, and the strong shock and the power of lightning were strong. The power burst out under the totem of the Thunder Tribe and the mountain giant's full power was almost approaching the super artifact. Without any suspense, just such a simple hammer, the body of this level nine dragon had turned into ashes.

Kusler's reaction was extremely fast. Suddenly, he felt a strong crisis, and he immediately jumped up from his dragon's back, but his movements were still slightly slower. A strong paralysis instantly spread throughout his body, and then his brain became dizzy and he knew nothing.

The strength of the purple-level power is still good after all. Most of the power of the Storm Hammer was blocked by the Nine-level Wind Dragon Elder. Kusler only suffered aftermath. But even this aftermath still shocked him to faint. The strongest artifact is not as powerful as ordinary.

At the same time, there were three other wind-type dragons. As a level 8 dragon, the strong aftermath of lightning swept over them and the dragon cavalry on their backs. Almost like Kusler, they fell into a coma at the same time.

The stun effect of Thunder Hammer is much slower and more powerful than the tree demon druid throws spear. Not to mention frontal attacks, even the aftermath of the explosion can still cause so many strong people to suffer at the same time, which shows that they are powerful.

The three-headed dragon led their Earth Dragon Rider and Kusler to fall to the ground at the same time. However, the pointed Thunder Hammer seemed to be pulled by a special thread and returned to Ming's hand.

However, Kusler and the others were still lucky. The dragon clan's magic resistance ability was much stronger than that of humans, and they were suffering from the aftermath of the storm hammer. Therefore, when the three-headed giant dragons fell halfway, they woke up and felt the strong gravity. The three-headed wind dragons were shocked. They hurriedly increased their wind attribute energy to the limit, with their wings wide open, and offset the falling momentum as much as possible.

However, the dragon clan's weight was too big, and with the fully armed dragon cavalry, it was not easy to slow down such a huge rush. Especially, Kusler's falling body accidentally hit a wind-type dragon.

The sound of bone fractures clearly came from the root of the ground wings of the three wind dragons. When the three wind dragons endured the severe pain and took a total of four dragon riders to the ground, their dragon wings had also been broken from the root. Such injuries were also extremely serious for the dragon clan. After the injured dragon rider in front, the Florids finally lost all their powerful dragon rider generals.

When Kusler woke up slowly, he suddenly realized that life was so beautiful. Although he did not fall to the ground and was taken down by the dragon, the shocks he suffered from his body and the power of the Thunder Hammer all caused a huge load on his already extremely tired body.

The battle on the side of Sford City was still fierce, but at this moment, for some reason, the Florian Marshal could no longer feel a sense of fighting.

He knew that Flor had no chance in this war. The moment the last forbidden spell was interrupted, Flor was destined to lose the last chance to enter Milan.

There has been no news about logistics supplies until now, let alone materials, and no information has been heard. Even the 50,000 troops sent to the rescue were silent. The 500,000 troops were brought out by themselves, and the 500,000 troops were a total of 500,000 troops when they brought them out. But what now? How many are there left?

Facing the Milan Oriental Legion, what did he do? Failure, failure, or failure. Even Kusler himself didn't understand why this battle turned out like this.

At the beginning, he was so energetic when he accepted the appointment in Florence, the capital of Florence, and became the Grand Marshal of the entire army. The Blood Guard, Blood Magician, Heavy Cavalry, Concentrated Fighter, and a total of 500,000 troops formed a land of steel torrent. This army built with all the efforts of the whole country did not bring any benefit to Florence.

Kusler's heart was already a little dead. He looked at the Florida warriors who were still charging in a daze, and he couldn't even feel angry.

After Ming left the room where he practiced, only Zi was left in the room. Although Zi's consumption was not necessarily much greater than Ming, his own strength was one level worse than Ming. The sub-god level and Zi level were not the same level after all, so his rest naturally took more time.

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Zi's body. He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise. Purple magic patterns continued to appear all over his body. Without his own urging, his human-shaped body had become transparent amethyst, and layers of amethyst magic fog kept oozing out of his body. The huge energy fluctuations made Zi clearly feel the return of power.

What's going on? Originally, Zi had a long time to return to his peak state, but at this time he clearly felt that the energy coming from his bloodline and soul had almost completely recovered the energy he had lost in an instant. It was difficult for him to understand what was going on. But the energy in his body was still sublimating.

The awakening of the amethyst bloodline will bring more powerful power every time. With the emergence of huge power, Zi's muscles and meridians are constantly expanding, and balls of dazzling purple lights continue to burst out from his body. He, who had already reached the peak of level nine, finally launched a strong impact on his final goal with the support of this huge energy.

Suddenly, Zi understood, and he understood why such a huge power came. He thought of his partner and his brother.

That's right, it's Yinzhu, it must be Yinzhu. Only when his power suddenly increases to another level can he bring such great benefits to me through the same natal contract.

Yinzhu, what did you do? How could it bring me such a huge amount of energy! When I signed a contract with you, I always thought of helping you with energy while improving myself, but what you gave me was much greater than what I gave you.

Yes, Zi's guess is correct. His source of power at this time was Ye Yinzhu. He was not the only one who got this huge amount of energy at the same time, but also the flash and thunder hidden in Ye Yinzhu's body.

The dark red cocoon, the cocoon that exudes spring and warmth, finally stopped flashing light, and everything merged into one in silence. The cocoon had become a solidified body, looking as soft as silk. With the sound of uniform breathing from inside, the dark red cocoon gently rhythmed, as if the heart was beating.

The sound of gongs rang on the battlefield, and Flor finally sounded the prelude to retreat. The Florian army, which was attacking like a tide, retreated as quickly as they charged, leaving only corpses almost all over the battlefield.

Kusler had no other choice. When his low and hoarse voice announced the retreat of the camp, the entire Florida military operation was completely over. The large amount of losses made it extremely difficult for the Florida to attack again.

Kusler's choice is undoubtedly the most correct. If he does not retreat at this time, when the flesh of those pedals is exhausted, even if the Florids want to retreat, they will lose the energy to retreat.

A total of 200,000 corpses were left, and the Florents left. All that were left was a rich smell of blood and a large number of corpses.

Ancelotti would not pursue it. When the spies returned and announced that the Florids had truly retreated, the city of Sford suddenly became a sea of ​​joy.

Victory, Milan won, the Eastern Legion won, and the Florids finally withdrew. The biggest threat to Milan finally left the battlefield. This joy is almost indescribable. Although the soldiers were extremely tired, at this moment, their spirits had reached the peak of excitement.

Long live Milan, long live the Eastern Legion, long live Marshal Ye. Countless shouts kept resounding in the city.

This offensive and defensive battle, this tragic battle, was not just a relationship between Milan and Florida. It also destroyed the originally one-sided war situation, causing the balance of victory to begin to change from tilt to balance. In a very unfavorable situation, the Milan Empire finally regained a little initiative.
Chapter completed!