Heroes of Might and Magic: Lord of the Dead

Lin Jin had turned his eyes away from the golden dragon, and put his eyes on the golden dragon king instead.

He knew that this golden dragon would not last long.

Defeat is only a matter of time.

"Tear!"

The Soul Reaver Scythe and a sickle slashed again on the Golden Dragon King's hard scales, causing a scar. The Golden Dragon King's huge body turned violently, and a paw slapped the Soul Reaver Scythe, completely blasting it away. .

The angel of death's sickle-moon machete kept slashing and waving in an airtight manner, and while the Golden Dragon King attacked, it left scars on the Golden Dragon King's body.

"Dragon Breath!"

The head of the Golden Dragon King turned sharply, and a dragon breath also attacked the Angel of Death.

At this time, the ghost dragon flapped its bone wings, and the huge body slammed into it again, biting on the golden dragon king.

The latter struggled again, and his body also slammed into the ghost dragon, smashing two more bones of the ghost dragon with one claw.

The power of the Golden Dragon King is really too strong, and its crazy attacks are like a general who traverses the battlefield.

"Roar!"

Just as the Golden Dragon King was fighting, a shrill voice also sounded.

In the sky, a huge golden figure was smashing down quickly.

This is the corpse of the last golden dragon.

After being surrounded by nine crowned arms, the golden dragon finally couldn't hold on.

The Golden Dragon King's red eyes also looked at the golden dragon that fell from the sky. It felt that the whole world was frozen in an instant, and everything around it began to slow down.

Its scarlet and huge pupils swept across the battlefield, only to realize that its clansmen had been completely lost.

The powerful and arrogant golden dragons have all been killed.

At first glance, all that was left were the corpse of the golden dragon and the undead like a tide.

These undeads, which it did not take into account in the past, really killed all of its clansmen!

At the beginning, the Golden Dragon King took the lead, rushing directly towards Lin Jin's side to face Lin Jin's main force.

It has long been separated from its own clansmen, and the anger of the battle behind it also makes it extremely involved in the battle in front of it.

Only at this time, when the last golden dragon died, did it finally come back to its senses.

But by this time, it was already too late!

"escape!"

In the distance, Uther led five frightening ghost riders and charged in the sky. The figure galloping in the air was like a messenger coming from the underworld.

Death is like a shadow!

At the back, two bone dragons added pressure to it.

In the past, the enemy that it despised in the past did not seem to be so weak now.

At this time, the only thing that appeared in its mind was to escape.

Once the idea surfaced, it immediately began to take root and sprouted, no matter what.

It also has a Dragon Cliff and some clansmen. If it can get the Dragon Cliff back, it will have a chance to make a comeback.

After the fierce battle until now, after witnessing the demise of its own clan, it finally had to admit that it could not defeat so many enemies at all.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the Golden Dragon King rushed towards a Soul Reaver Death Scythe, who immediately ducked, intending to come to the Golden Dragon King's flank and launch a strike.

Under normal circumstances, the Golden Dragon King will also turn around and launch a counterattack at this time.

Only, this time is different.

The Golden Dragon King had no intention of attacking the Hell Soul Reaver Death Scythe at all, so he exposed his flanks to the Soul Reaver Death Scythe and fled into the distance.

Tear!

A thick and sharp sickle blade slashed at the flank of the Golden Dragon King.

The latter had already fled into the distance.

Only then did the angel of death, the ghost dragon, and the remaining soul-snatching death scythe realize that something was wrong, and they all began to chase.

But the speed of the Golden Dragon King is much faster than them, and the speed is astonishingly fast under the full swing of his wings.

"Death Cloud!"

At this moment, Lin Jin shouted indifferently.

His voice was still calm, and his deep pupils were like black holes, bottomless.

The Golden Dragon King was about to flee, but just on the route it was fleeing, it saw densely packed gray-green energy bombs overturning towards this side.

boom!

boom!