Chapter 340 Delivering Food Thousands of Miles Away

Mengge, the prince of the dragon clan, is one of the dark side monarchs.

Among all the princes, Monger belongs to a very ordinary type - from strength to character to subordinates, he is not outstanding in anything among the princes, and he is not too bad in anything.

If Odin, the hybrid monarch who killed the Wind King and usurped the throne, is a legend among princes, then Monger is a mortal among princes, used to highlight how great and powerful legends like Odin are.

But after today, everything will be different. He will no longer be an ordinary prince. As the "dark side monarch", he will take the first step towards becoming a real monarch!

A huge wave with a diameter of nearly twenty meters appeared in the air. A huge figure twenty meters high came out of the wave, its long tail swept, and the tall trees in its path broke in half and hit the ground with a loud roar.

Meng glanced around... Huh? How many sub-generations do the other two princes have?

wrong! The Nibelung, the King of Earth and Mountains, is in a human city, but there is a forest inside? Is this done on purpose? !

In the dense forest, Meng was wary and looked around.

Tall trees blocked the sun, and the scent of many subspecies of dragon beasts could be smelled around him. Behind him was a cliff with a waterfall flowing down into a lake.

And the mark he used to invade the Nibelungs is now in that lake.

lake?

Meng was stunned for a moment. He left his mark on Versetti's alchemy doll. The alchemy doll almost completely imitated the human body. It... doesn't live in water, right?

There weren't many other dragons around, and the invasion mark appeared unusually in the water... Damn it! It's an ambush!

No matter how ordinary a prince is, he is still a prince. He has experienced a lot of wars and life-and-death battles. Meng immediately realized that he might have been ambushed, but his first reaction was "Damn it, Versetti and those two bastards are going to trick him." Kill me!".

The moment he realized that he was being ambushed, an arrow was shot from the corner of the forest, streaking through the air silently, and an arrowhead sank into Monger's body - the scales of the first generation species were lighter and tougher than aviation metal, but The arrow itself was crafted to penetrate its scales.

In the distant Qin Dynasty, there were also special arrows that could break through dragon scales. When used, they would be paired with the same special heavy bow - made of wood soaked in dragon blood and the sinews of dragon subspecies.

At that time, the crossbows specially used for hunting pure-blood dragons represented the pinnacle of Great Qin's alchemy and machine arts, with a killing radius of up to 800 steps - which is about 1,100 meters in today's distance units.

Lu Mingfei did not restore Great Qin's bows and arrows. As a monk, he had something better - a long bow and a long arrow engraved with magic arrays.

One arrow is shot, and ten thousand arrows follow - it's a bit exaggerated to say that, ten thousand arrows will definitely not be enough, but there are still a few hundred.

Yan Ling · Dustless Land!

The Pure Land domain, which is said to be an absolute defense as long as the bloodline is high enough, spreads out with Meng as the center, completely covering its huge body.

Then dozens of arrows penetrated his body with varying depths.

There is no absolute defense in the world. These arrows can even break through the monks' protective spells. Although most of them are still weakened by the dustless land, they just make a "ding" sound on Mengge's scales after passing through the field. , but there were still dozens of extremely powerful arrows that injured Monger after breaking through the dustless land.

"Roar--"

Meng roared to the sky, flapped his dragon wings, and mentally summoned the wind elements around him to lift him up - the hybrid could not fly, so as long as he could fly into the sky, he would have an absolute advantage.

"Jie-formation-"

A language that Mengge will never forget exploded not far away from him, and hundreds of soldiers wearing black armor stood out from the forest - the armor obscured their breath, so that Mengge only discovered them now where.

However, the role of armor is far more than just shielding the breath. With the village chief's formation, all the soldiers raised their Changge almost at the same time. The alchemy arrays engraved on the Changge and the armor resonated with each other, and hundreds of arrays interacted with each other. Linked together, it turned into an invisible barrier and enveloped Monger.

At the moment when it was shrouded in the barrier, the wind element that had been holding Mengge up and down suddenly dispersed and no longer responded to it. The body that had only risen a few meters fell back to the ground again, and the ground shook.

The Alchemy Field·Law is an alchemy field modeled after the "Law" of the Word Spirit. It requires at least a hundred soldiers to work together to activate the alchemy array on armor and weapons before it can be released. No one in the field can use the Word Spirit. The more people in the formation, the more The stronger the suppression effect.

A formation of a hundred people can suppress the third generation species, a formation of two hundred people can suppress the second generation species, and an formation of four hundred people is enough to make the prince lose control of the elements!

If he cannot control the wind element to lift himself up, the Dragon King's huge transformed body will be unable to fly, and most of them can only glide by relying on the tough dragon wings.

Mengge had lost the ability to fly. Hundreds of soldiers in black armor pointed Chang Ge at it, surrounded it in the center, and approached step by step, as if a black and chilling aura was gradually overwhelming it.

Looking at the Xuanjia soldiers surrounding him, memories of more than two thousand years ago gradually came back to him. At this moment, Meng only had one question in his heart.

"Fanseti! Didn't you fucking say that the Qin army died early?!"

Imperial capital, within the Nibelungen of Chami and Fenrir.

Honoria sat on the ground, leaning against Fenrir with her back, holding a bag of potato chips in her hand, and a bottle of Coke on the ground.

Versetti said that her mission was to be with Fenrir, always with Fenrir, and let Fenrir protect her and always protect her.

She couldn't quite understand what her father meant, but she knew she had to listen to him, and she also liked being with Fenrir.

Speaking of which, potato chips and Coke are really great. Fenrir actually gave her such good things. Fenrir is such a good person!

Fenrir didn't know what Honoria was thinking. She stretched out her wingtips and wanted to turn on the big TV that her sister had bought for him.

Honoria watched the TV expectantly - although she had a fairly complete knowledge of life, her memory of her experiences from "birth" to the present was blank, just like a person who reads a book and knows that the taste of apples is sour and sweet. It's like a sweet person has never really eaten an apple.

She knew what television was, but it was only today that she watched it for the first time, and cried with Fenrir for the men and women in it.

Watching Fenrir turn on the TV, Honoria looked expectantly.

However, Fenrir did not turn on the TV after all. Its wingtips stopped just before the switch of the TV was within reach, and then swept violently, so fast that it made an explosion-like muffled sound in the air, and swept the TV behind him. ——Thanks to him being the king of the earth and mountains, the TV landed unscathed.

Before Honoria could realize what was going on, Fenrir's other membrane wing hung down to block her behind him. The body lying on the ground stood up, with its snake-like slender neck raised high, and every scale Stand up!

The god-like roar resounded like a demon, and if there was an ordinary person within this range, he would immediately die of a heart burst.

The roar awakened the sickle, and countless sickle broke out from the rock wall and flew in the air. The golden light cast by the dome seemed to be filled with light blue mist - but every mist was like a sickle. Weasel.

Three-dimensional waves rippled in the air in circles, and some huge creatures "squeezed" in from the waves.

Two tall figures of nearly twenty meters were the first to break through the waves of the air, followed by five figures that were much smaller than Fenrir and the two princes. The next generation species is still close to fifteen meters tall.

It takes time for dragons to give birth to huge transformed bodies, so they conceived their bodies early and relied on the power of the Solomon Temple Society to "smuggle" into the imperial capital on a cruise ship, and then entered the Nibelungen in giant bodies. .

"Roar——" Fenrir protected Honoria behind him, his golden eyes staring at the seven intruding figures.

Although Fenrir's intelligence is about the same as that of a child, his memory is not bad. He can remember things that happened many years ago.

He knew these dragons, they were the ones who put shackles on him that suppressed his vitality! They also want to harm him and his sister!

Fenrir roared angrily, and the monarch's majesty and anger spread into the realm, making even the air thicker.

In the thick air, the two leading princes looked at each other.

Didn't they come together with the three-headed dragon? Where's Monger? Why is it that one of the three princes is inexplicably missing as soon as they are teleported? !

and……

The two princes raised their heads and looked at the magnificent Dragon King in front of them - perhaps only the word majestic to describe the building can describe Fenrir at this moment.

The last tail was still embedded in the wall, but this no longer affected Fenrir's ability to stand up. His body, which was seventy or eighty meters long, stood a full thirty meters tall - nearly ten stories high.

In other words, if the person in front of it is a human, then even if this human is standing on the rooftop of a five-story teaching building, its height will only be half of Fenrir's.

Shouldn't it be restricted by the shackles of the Lord of Bronze and Fire? Why does it seem like nothing is happening now? !

Dragons are creatures that are difficult to be afraid of, but facing a monarch who was almost in peak condition, the two princes naturally regained an emotion they had not experienced in more than two thousand years - fear.

"Looks like I came just in time."

A sudden voice sounded on the right side. A young man wearing ripped jeans and a T-shirt appeared on the right side of the dark side monarchs at some unknown time. He was playing with a luxurious and exquisite pot in his hand. He raised his head with a pair of dazzling golden eyes.

This young man had no dragon-like characteristics except for his golden eyes. No matter how he looked, he looked like a hybrid, but the two princes were subconsciously afraid of him - similar to the fear of facing Fenrir.

However, before they could react, another voice sounded to their left.

"If I hadn't informed you in advance, you would have been late."

The crisp girls sounded on the left side of the group of dragons, and a beautiful girl wearing a bohemian style dress stood there.

Xia Mi did not look at the dragons, but turned her attention to Fenrir - she had just returned to the Nibelungs, and could only see that Fenrir was guarding someone behind his wings, but she did not know who it was.

"Do you have to come at night? I still want to sleep."

The young man's lazy voice sounded from behind, and the two princes turned their heads numbly - why is there another one?

Lu Mingfei yawned and raised his hand to flick the air. The metal sword case fell on the concrete floor, causing several cracks.

He leaned on the Seven Deadly Sins and smiled at the dragons. His smile was warm and friendly: "But considering the dedication of all of you who came across the ocean from Europe to deliver food, I can accept the delay."

The next moment, the sword box unfolded, and the sound of dragon roars and swords clashing almost echoed throughout the Nibelungs.