Chapter 749 Dragon Rider
Dragon birds are predators in the sky and live among towering cliffs.
They are like flying dragons, but they are covered with bird feathers. Their long snake neck is connected to the head of a giant eagle, which looks both fierce and magical.
Nevertheless, in extremely rare cases, some people can become close partners with these creatures and become dragon bird riders. Dragon bird riders serve in the Demaci runner-up, playing the role of reconnaissance of enemy situations and disrupting enemy fronts.
The dragon bird rider in front of him was wearing a bright silver halter, and his helmet was windproof, which was more airtight than the cavalry on the ground, making her expression more difficult to see.
"Master, where to go. Demacia does not welcome any spellcaster. This is an excessive prohibition of magic." When the dragon bird stood firm on the treetops, the knight spoke, her voice was covered in her helmet, but it could be vaguely heard that it was a female rider.
“Do I need to follow a law made by a mortal?”
The unkind sound of the Knight made crackling flames ring around the arrogant Brand, which became brighter, hotter and more dangerous.
"Then choose any of the exile and death!" The dragon bird rider waved his silver halberd and issued an order to supervise the battle himself: "Soldiers! Launch an attack! Drive all magic out of our land! For Demacia!"
"For Demacia!" They responded in unison.
More than ten silver knights raised their swords to slap their breasts, and the diagonal riders rode their horses and launched a charge.
Geno hid in a veil and watched the battle, paying attention to the development of the situation.
The diagonal cavalry attacked from front to back, and flew past Brand's front and back at the same time. Two silver swords slashed into its neck and chest, opening a hideous gap on its inhuman body.
If it is a normal human, these two swords should have cut off the cervical spine and ribs.
But the reality is that these two swords were like chopping into a furnace of hot iron, without any feedback from chopping into flesh and blood.
Brand's wound blew out flames, and the bright red liquid burned with fire, flowing out of the wound, landing and stirring thick white smoke. Through the white smoke, it was vaguely seen that the wounds on Brand's body were already beginning to gather and aggregate.
The previous pair of cavalry had just passed by, and the second pair of cavalry came in siege, but this time Brand responded.
It turned around and stretched its hands left and right, and a surging pillar of fire spurted out from its palms, instantly swallowing two cavalrymen.
A painful scream came from the flames. Demacia's well-made forbidden demon armor saved the two of them, so that they did not instantly melt in the terrifying high temperature like the war horses under them.
They fell from their horses and rolled on the ground with flames. The blue cloak on their bodies was burned to pieces in the moment they touched.
The silver-white armor was burned red and there were signs of melting. The knight wanted to take off his hot helmet with his hands, but he never thought that his flesh had been stuck to the soldering iron. The touch of his hand could only make his scream even more heartbreaking.
But Brand had no idea of stopping at all. Two surging pillars of fire continued to spit on the two cavalrymen, and used the cruelest cremation to turn the place into a crematorium.
It is even more cruel than a wild beast. The erosion of runes makes it lose its human constraints and turns into a flame that has life but hates life.
Fire is like life, greedy and thirsty. It will be hungry, has its own ideas, and, like fate, has a cruel sense of humor.
Brand has been walking on the Runeland for hundreds of years, sometimes he is a fire meteor passing through the sky; sometimes he sinks into the cold land and goes into a long dormant.
But he was always snatching, snatching runes, and snatching life, but never returning anything to the world.
The dragon bird rider could not sit and watch his subordinates be burned alive. He immediately threw a steel cable from a high altitude, and accurately put it on the head of the furious spirit body that was setting fire. He tied Brand's neck with a pull.
Then with a whistle, the silver-winged dragon bird flapped its wings and rushed into the sky, pulling Brand away from the ground and suddenly was hung into the sky!
But it was too late, and no one could survive in such a fire.
Even though the drag of the dragon bird rider interrupted Brand's spell casting, the cavalry could not see their former comrades among the embers. They only saw two charred human figures, and the fiery red iron flowing on their bodies, melting death and steel together.
The dragon bird flew low on the canopy, and Brand was hung up and dragged in the air. His body frequently hit the thick branches and was scratched by sharp leaves. Each violent impact caused a large amount of sparks to splash out from the wounds of the flame spirit body, and then absorbed by the stone tree.
The dragon bird rider's drag seemed to have really hurt it.
It struggled hard, but the iron chains around its neck became closer and closer. This was a tool made of forbidden magic material, specially used to deal with the rebellious murderous mage.
But even ordinary mages would not be treated like this cruelly and would be killed as a drag.
In a rage, Brand frequently released concentrated explosive fireballs at the dragon bird in the sky, but the drag and impact made it lose its due accuracy. The closest attack to success was just a stroke of the dragon bird's feet.
Although it is a spirit of flame, its body is not a flame with only temperature. To a certain extent, it is an elemental life similar to the rock giant Xiaoju. The body can be repaired but cannot be divided.
Abandoning part of the torso will not cause death, but will cause serious damage.
For example, Xiaoju is unwilling to replace the stone called the head on his head, even if the stone is so small that it is not proportional to its huge body. Because once it is replaced, it will be difficult for it to find a stone with ivory white chrysanthemum as its head. It likes chrysanthemums very much.
The knights watched the knight drag the monster away, and had no time to collect the scorched corpse of their companions, pressing the pain for a moment, and rode their horses and whipped them tightly to follow the dragon bird rider.
War is important. Only after the murderer is killed can they return victoriously and buried the remains of the heroic victims.
Seeing this, Geno also followed fifty meters behind the cavalry team, keeping a distance and moving to the battlefield.
In his opinion, the strategy of the Dragon Bird rider is very good. But he felt that these cavalry could only make Brand suffer at most. The possibility of them killing Brand was almost zero.
This inference is not groundless.
But they had no way to master the method and could not kill Brand, so they had already made Brand invincible.
A truly powerful magical creature, the owner of rune power, does not have to be afraid of the creation of a mere forbidden magic stone.
Chapter completed!