The Dharma God Of All Realms Begins With Harry Potter

The appearance of the red dragon allowed the tribe's fleet to reverse the situation on the battlefield in one fell swoop.

Facing the dragon's breath that can destroy a battleship with just one shot, the Alliance can no longer focus on the orcs' transport ships that are like lambs to be slaughtered, because in front of Dragon, they have become lambs to be slaughtered.

The two or three Alliance warships sailing at the forefront have now fallen into a sea of ​​fire, with no survivors, and the other warships are about to suffer the same fate.

However, at this time, a long and loud dragon roar came from a distance, interrupting the Dragons' movements.

Perhaps they heard something from the roar of the dragons. The Dragons on the tribe's side suddenly stopped attacking and began to hover over the alliance fleet, letting the orcs riding on their backs roar at them. , and even hit them on the back with weapons.

Dragon's sudden loss of control gave the Alliance warships a chance to breathe. They took the time to adjust their formation so that the fleet could turn as quickly as possible and try to jump away before these electric dragons returned to normal.

Dai Lin himself was relieved at the moment. The fleet had enough time to adjust, and his son did not need to make sacrifices for it.

But what does that roar of huge amounts of 11 mean?

Dai Lin frowned at this.

Just in case that's a sign of more Dragons to come...

Thinking of this, the admiral couldn't help but shudder.

In fact, it wasn't just them, the tribe was also confused when faced with Dragon who suddenly refused to fight.

Warchief Orgrim was even more furious. He kept yelling at Zuluhid, the chief of the Dragonmaw clan, asking him to control Dragon as soon as possible and launch an offensive against the alliance.

It's no wonder that in order to attract the alliance's fleet to approach, Orgrim sacrificed so many orc warships and the orc infantry on them. Now is the time when these sacrifices are paid off. Who knew that this cheating red dragon would not fight unless it was fought? Fighting, then the sacrifice of the orcs before was not in vain?

However, in the face of the great chief's coercion, Zuluhid appeared to be submissive and said yes repeatedly. In fact, he had no confidence at all in his heart and did not know how to deal with such a thing.

As the chief of the Dragonmaw Clan, although he personally followed Orgrim and was responsible for escort matters, he had no control over the red dragon at all.

The Dragon Soul must be driven by warlocks and shamans, so he gave the artifact to Nekros.

The dangerous and professional job of driving the Red Dragon was left to his subordinates at that time.

He himself is just a commander. When the red dragon loses control, how does he know how to deal with it?

The current situation is that the Alliance is busy retreating, while the Horde is watching, and both sides are watching several Dragons striking in public.

The war at sea seemed to have calmed down a lot for a while.

Unfortunately, such peace is nothing more than an illusion on both sides.

What broke this false peace was a dark cloud from afar.

Definitely, this dark cloud only looked like this in the eyes of sailors on both sides.

As the "dark clouds" continued to approach, both sides began to hear the flapping of wings and the roar of dragons.

Finally, they finally saw that the dark cloud-like thing was not a dark cloud, but a Dragon, more Dragons.

Leading the way is a huge crimson Dragon. Its file size is a hundred meters, much larger than any Dragon on the battlefield today. Behind it are dozens of smaller Dragons. , some of these Dragons are tens of meters long, and some are only a few meters long, but regardless of file size, they are invincible to the fleet present.

The orcs seemed to cheer, because Zuluhid recognized that the largest red dragon was one of the Dragons enslaved by the Dragonmaw clan.

The alliance, on the other hand, has fallen into despair.

Facing three or four Dragons, they still had a chance to escape, but with such a large number of dragons, they had no chance of survival.

Even Daelin Proudmoore himself began to write a suicide note in despair.

Until a message from the lookout reached his ears.

"Report to the Admiral," Sentry's high-pitched voice echoed throughout the command ship, "I see someone on the back of the largest dragon!"

"I definitely know there are those green-skinned cubs on the back of the big lizard," Daelin said angrily, "I don't need you to remind me!"

"No...that's not what I meant," Sentry's voice trembled with excitement, "The one on the dragon's back is not a green-skinned orc... No, there is a green-skinned orc on it, but... ..but there are humans, elves and dwarfs up there!”

"What did you say?" Upon hearing the news, Zai Lin was so excited that he immediately picked up the telescope and looked over.

Sure enough, on the back of the huge red dragon, he saw the figures of humans and other allies, and, and...

He actually saw an acquaintance, more than one.

Dai Lin looked carefully two or three times before he really believed that his friend, his daughter's magic teacher, and the alliance's war advisor Sander Lever Magician, was riding on the back of a dragon, waving to them, and beside him was him The powerful half-orc follower, there is also a high elf ranger, a dwarf warrior and a human noblewoman.

Judging from their cheerful expressions, Dai Lin was almost certain that the new dragons were one of his own rather than being captured.

Thinking of the roar that made Dragon on the tribe's side lose control just now, he immediately figured everything out.

What happened next confirmed his thoughts.

As the group of dragons approached, the Dragons on the tribe's side seemed to know something. They began to perform difficult flight actions such as rolling and flying upside down, just to get rid of the annoying pilot on their backs.

How could these orcs of the Dragonmaw clan endure such torture? They were thrown away by the red dragon in just two or three blows, and then they were bitten by the angry red dragon in the air, chewing them to pieces in three blows.

As if they were not relieved by this, these red dragons immediately reversed their direction and flew towards the tribe's fleet 913.

On the other side, Ye Ting's group of dragons also came forward to join them, and then flew towards the orc army together.

By this time, the orcs had long realized that something was wrong.

However, with their crude ships, it is even more difficult to escape than the Alliance.

These Dragons lined up in a row, like a group of bombers carrying out carpet bombing, and launched a devastating blow to the Orc fleet.

The dragon's breath of each Dragon can draw a line of fire on the sea, and the red dragons in horizontal formation turn the line into a plane. With so many Dragons together, the attack range covered by the dragon's breath is almost a thousand meters. There is almost no possibility of escape for the orc warships within the range.

In just a few minutes, the ocean that was originally the orc fleet turned into a real sea of ​​fire.

Within the scope of the sea of ​​​​fire, all the orc warships were ignited and burned without exception. Under such dense flames and high temperatures, even the water on the sea surface was extremely hot. Even if an orc jumped into the sea before the warship was ignited, he would inevitably be burned. The fate of being cooked in boiling water.

The remaining orc warships dispersed without Orgrim's orders and fled in all directions, hoping to gain a chance of survival by spreading out and escaping.

Definitely, Orgrim had no chance to issue orders to the remaining orcs. The sea of ​​fire and chaos hindered the spread of information, and the warchief himself would inevitably die at sea if he did not escape. .