Chapter 271: Chapter 139: Dragon Knight Something’s not right!
As the silhouette of the juvenile dragon appeared, the ruthless Dark Elf executioner showed a drastic change in expression. The dragon completely ignored their Catman bait and had no intention of aiding it, instead diving directly towards the hidden Dark Elf archers lurking at the forest’s edge.
"How can it spot the hidden ones?"
The bloodthirsty executioner wanted to rescue the archers but it was already too late.
——Dragon Breath Spray!
A cold Dragon Breath swept across the ground, and the three Dark Elf rogues nearby tried to draw their bows to counterattack, only to be engulfed by the descending Frost Dragon Breath. The surrounding air froze into frost, and the cold that penetrated their bones and blood rendered their bodies rigid, their skin turning dark green. In the heart of the Dragon Breath’s coverage, someone forcibly drew a bow, and the string snapped in an instant, having lost its resilience. One of the Dark Elf’s fingers broke on the spot, as if frozen limbs had snapped.
"Watch out! Its mana is mighty!" one Dark Elf mage warned.
A flame streaked across the sky.
The juvenile dragon’s abdomen was pierced by a sharp arrow; even its sturdy dragon scales couldn’t withstand the Dark Elf’s enchanted arrows. A rain of dragon blood fell onto the ground, the flames howled past, exploding upon contact. The juvenile dragon groaned but charged right at the marked enemy unit, the Dark Elf mage.
——Fierce Dive.
The juvenile dragon’s sharp dragon claw sliced through the air, accompanied by a dull explosion, shattered dragon scales, gushing blood, and a completely contorted Dark Elf corpse.
Her death resembled being smashed flat by a giant; the mobility of this giant dragon was beyond her imagination, predicting her every move.
Four dead, one injured.
Everything happened so fast that even the well-trained Dark Elf hunters couldn’t react. By the time they came to, the remote units were almost entirely annihilated, leaving everyone looking visibly shocked.
So ruthless!
Even the most seasoned warrior wouldn’t be so decisive.
"Impossible!"
"How can a juvenile dragon have such elaborate combat experience!"
The leading bloodthirsty executioner drew her weapon and dashed out. With the emergence of the juvenile dragon, the retreating Catman tribe suddenly experienced a surge of morale; Catman hunters desperately counterattacking even managed to kill a well-equipped Dark Elf hunter, exchanging lives for lives.
Dimension Space.
After eliminating the unit of Destruction Mage, Duncan immediately activated Dragon Roar.
——Dragon Roar - Frost.
A dull roar echoed, and a wave of air surged as circular shockwaves; the swirling snow forced back several enemies encircling them, and when they pushed forward again, an intangible heroic figure had already materialized beside the juvenile dragon.
——Monster Hunter - Duncan (Oathkeeper) (Love of the Witch) (Three-Star Silver Gray)!
The strength of the second human form is still slightly inferior, unable to summon Duncan as the King of Britain; only in the non-realistic Annihilation Plane can the first human form descend with the posture of an Immortal Heroic Spirit.
Now on the projection page, Duncan’s consciousness is controlling the juvenile dragon, but the Monster Hunter can also issue commands and mental influences; however, more depends on the replicated combat experience rather than his personal operation.
The descending Monster Hunter has a strength akin to early Duncan but with an Oathkeeper longsword; having the Love of the Witch grants certain special abilities.
"Heroic Spirit?!"
"How can a giant dragon summon a human Heroic Spirit? Moreover, a named legend?"
The bloodthirsty executioner appeared serious; developments had already exceeded her expectations.
A round of confrontation.
The juvenile dragon’s big moves almost all executed, but the enemy’s sneaky ones were mostly annihilated, and with God’s eye lock, the Dark Elf’s stealth archers were ineffective against him, with most of the enemy’s remote units dead.
Monster Hunter - Duncan leapt, and in the surprised gazes of the Dark Elves, the juvenile dragon actually bowed slightly, allowing the summoned Heroic Spirit to ride upon itself.
This scene made their scalp tingle!
What is happening?
Do dragons willingly become mounts? Moreover, become mounts for their summoned Heroic Spirits?
Everything happening now was abnormal.
What’s even more abnormal was that the juvenile dragon’s tail flicked, picking up the Dark Elf’s Blood Pattern War Bow, and promptly the Heroic Spirit riding on the juvenile dragon reached out to grab the Elf War Bow, quickly nocking an arrow and aiming at the enemy directly ahead.
With the Elf War Bow in hand, Monster Hunter - Duncan’s aura skyrocketed!
I ride on myself!
Duncan’s consciousness was engaged in multi-line operation, but the Heroic Spirit relies on replicated combat experience, which compensates for various subtle details with instinct.
He had long envisioned scenarios when facing the Dark Elf hunters; the current events were thus postulated tactical simulations.
Eliminate the remote units first.
A wave of powerful strikes, killing as many enemies as possible, then summon the first human form Heroic Spirit to ride the second human form, creating a temporary ’Dragon Rider’ status.
Whoosh!
An arrow whistled through the air.
A bloodthirsty Dark Elf hunter rushing forward clutched his throat and fell. Their enchanted war bows have immense power, inherently armor-piercing, comparable to the Nord Bow in the real world, but the latter is a divine artifact of the Middle Ages, suppressed by the law of reality, whereas the former is merely a Dark Elf standard enchanted war bow.
All elite Dark Elf squads have such enchanted war bows.
"Not good! It’s the Dragon Knight!"
Within a few short turns, the tide of the battle had completely reversed.