One hundred and forty-eighth act: close friends in boudoir(2/2)
Ovina, who was leaning on the door frame, shrugged and followed the former down the stairs from outside in a leisurely manner.
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"Aloz, move forward, don't stop, watch your left wing."
The dragons spread out like swifts in a storm, intertwining with each other and moving forward in separate directions.
Strips of golden light moved forward in the pitch-black storm, and countless crystal clusters fell from the sky like raindrops, falling heavily to the ground and falling to pieces.
At this time, bursts of cheers erupted from the Cruz line on the ground. Behind the rows of imperial knights, Duke Levtore Reina stared at this scene through the forest of metal spear tips.
The cold wind passed through his temples, gently blowing the gray-white beard on his cheeks.
This is the second time that the giant dragons have passed over the Meklu River. When they spread their wings and swooped down, the flames they breathed hung down from the mid-air like golden-red lava waterfalls, among the tide-like crystal clusters.
Several blackened intervals were plowed out.
Contain the offensive of those monsters alive.
Chapter completed!