Green Dragon, a seventh-level soldier among the elves, is a powerful dragon of the forest sea! It is also known as the Dragon of Life.
Living dragons can spray "dragon breath" to form a terrifying face-killing attack effect. Sometimes this "dragon breath" may not really be flames. Strong acid, magma, and poisonous mist may all be dragon breath. The actual body, and such as the powerful undead dragon, can directly condense the death energy and spit it out to cause astonishing killing effect!
At this moment, the breath that the green dragon sprayed out towards the countless players below was obviously not just a simple flame~
The dark green "Dragon's Breath" passed directly through the dense canopy like an illusion, but it was wrapped with astonishing scorching heat and covered the heads and faces of countless players!
These weird dragon breaths have an amazing "stickiness", like glue, as soon as they touch everyone's body, they will directly adhere to them and rise with blazing red flames!
Countless players shrouded in the green dragon's breath let out shrill, horrifying wails!
The terrifying heat comparable to that of elemental flames is simply not something that their little defense power can resist. For players who are currently in the early stages of second and third levels, the attack of a seventh-level dragon is definitely not immune to them!
However, the green dragon's attack was obviously much more shocking than they imagined~
The originally dark dense forest was blazing with fire for a while. However, although the players were burned to the point of screaming and wailing, the surrounding plants were not even injured~
Not to mention those tall trees, even the turf at everyone's feet that was also shrouded in flames derived from the dragon's breath showed no sign of fire!
As long as the ignited player runs away, the grass will return to its original state, as if the flames were fake!
What’s even more astonishing is the excess dragon breath from those “missed attacks”!
Don’t think you’re safe if you haven’t been sprayed by that terrifying dragon’s breath~
When a large amount of dragon's breath sank directly into the ground, in just a moment, countless terrifying plants struggled to roll out from the ground amid the surging mud waves!
Monster-like tree roots... thorny vines thicker than arms... and even tree men!
Damn it~
These "tree men" spawned by the breath of the green dragon are not as huge and terrifying as the orthodox fifth-level mercenary "tree spirits" among the elves~
However, they do not have the weakness of the dryads' slow movements. They wrap around like a boneless goblin. They do nothing but tie up the players who are trying to escape, and then try their best to move towards them like torches lit by the dragon's breath. Rely on the players!
Suddenly seeing the power of the green dragon, all the players were shocked!
These ghost players rarely even see their own seventh-level bone dragon. Who would have thought that the seventh-level green dragon of the elves could be so powerful? They were frightened for a while, and then they understood why they were making trouble before and after. So fierce!
However, at the moment when chaos broke out, another huge body flew over the jungle one after another!
One head...two heads...three heads...
Damn it!
Why are these green dragons jumping out one after another like goblins in the bushes?
"Run to the west! Quick!!!"
In the chaos, no one knew who yelled, so the others who were not trapped by the dragon's breath or vines ran to the west like flies.
But how can manpower outrun the dragon flying in the sky?
In any fantasy story, it is obviously extremely tragic for a mortal to be targeted by a dragon.
Because no matter in any terrain, the maneuverability of Route 11 is incomparable to that of a free-flying dragon.
Let alone humans, even a charging horse cannot outrun a giant dragon that moves at a speed of fifty meters per second!
Unless the opponent's movement ability can be restricted, escaping from the dragon's mouth is purely a fantasy after having his head twitched!
But very quickly... very quickly!
The people who were fleeing discovered something more terrifying than the chasing dragon...
Whoosh~~~
A delicate feather arrow penetrated the obstruction of the tree branches and accurately nailed the throat of an unlucky assassin player through the gap in his leather armor!
The previous series of battles had depleted a lot of HP of this unlucky guy. Although he had been bandaged, he was still unable to bring his life back to a safe range in his haste.
This arrow was extremely accurate, and after a critical hit, it instantly destroyed one-third of the opponent's remaining HP!
And the next moment...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~
Arrows were shot out one after another from behind the dense forest, and the sound of friction in the air caused by it was comparable to the whisper of death among the ghosts!
The unlucky assassin who had been hit by an arrow was the first to suffer. He was hit in the chest by three arrows one after another, and one arrow in particular was the most shocking!
The arrow had a substantial dark green luster, but it flashed away like starlight, leaving no time for anyone to dodge. In the next second, it had directly driven into the face of the assassin who was rushing forward.
!
Hiss~~~
The other people rushing in front gasped subconsciously!
Fortunately, he was a step too slow, otherwise this arrow might have hit someone right now...
As long as the player is equipped with helmet-type protective gear, the system will default to an overall increase in the defense of the player's entire face, and generally very few arrows will be shot directly at the person's face. Therefore, suddenly seeing such arrows sink into the face
The part... even penetrated the head astonishingly, revealing an arrowhead from the back of the head, which made everyone feel chilled!
Damn~
Piercing attack?
How strong is this archery guy?
However, such leisurely doubts only lasted for a moment!
After the first unlucky guy was carried backwards three meters by the powerful arrow and fell to the ground, the sound of arrows piercing the air could be heard in the forest!
At that moment, a volley of hundreds of arrows almost blocked everyone's westward escape. To be precise, there was no place for people to escape in the entire dense forest. Faced with the oncoming attack,
, these people can only choose to defend on the spot...
At least, we have to withstand this wave of arrow blows.
The next moment, the crisp sound of horse neighing suddenly sounded in the dense forest~
Damn~
Are there horses?
Who the hell has nothing to do to ride a horse in a place like this?
Being attacked one after another by green dragons and arrows, these players who were originally enthusiastic about chasing elves were now dizzy. They had even lost some of the basic common sense they used to think calmly!
And the next moment, the sound of horse hooves thundered in the dense forest!
But what appeared in response was not the expected cavalry, but a joint force of centaurs and Pegasus knights from the elves!
Depend on!
At least...at least on a scale of thousands!
Form a large-scale surrounding formation and press forward neatly!
"Hold!
Who the hell took us west?
This is the regular army of the elves!
If these guys don't stay in the east, why are they here!!!"
The boss in the team is so excited!
This time he went abroad to fight, because there was a lot of noise before. Everyone was very interested, so he almost mobilized all the manpower he could mobilize!
Gather together and prepare to fight fiercely and seize the battle glory!
Unexpectedly...
You know, they didn't receive any battlefield missions from any NPCs!
Doesn't this death mean that the average level of the entire team will drop by three levels?
In this case, not to mention the decline in strength caused by the explosion of equipment!
Although ordinary players do not carry any PK values on their bodies on weekdays, let alone bring lawsuits involving human lives for no reason. However, not many militants lingering around the Xerys Fortress are peaceful!
We all come here to fight. If there is no war, then apart from smuggling thousands of miles to the elves to have fun, it is nothing more than "discussing" with my brothers~
However, this kind of thing is not guaranteed. Once a small thing becomes big, it can easily lead to team conflicts!
Therefore, if the ghost tribe is born to be a place of disorder, then the area around Xerys Fortress is even more of a paradise for criminals!
Because the NPCs and the garrison here are all for serious wars, and they have no intention of interfering with the boring little naughty things among the players. As long as the players don't blindly cause trouble for the NPCs, they will be killed.
People. It's not a big deal if you occasionally wander in front of the city guard's door. As long as you don't commit any massacres on the street, the city guards generally don't interfere with the player's freedom~
So basically few players here can be considered "clean"!
And the group in front of me...
Apparently they are also a group of authentic “locals”!
Hundreds of people have been killed before, and less than half of them were "big explosions"!
If his opponent takes the blame this time, then the boss will really want to hang himself!
Although it is not as hard as working hard for several days and losing it all in one day, it is still quite different from returning to the pre-liberation period in one night~
"Retreat! Go back! Run to the northeast!"
The boss yelled in the team channel, pointing out how many people could be rushed out to leave some foundation for the team.
Who would have thought that as soon as the words came out of my mouth, there would be another howl of ghosts and wolves in the forest!
"No, boss~
To the north... there are so many unicorns suddenly appearing in the north! Oh my god!
So damn much!
I can’t rush through!”
When the boss heard this, he was so angry that his teeth almost broke!
This is a fucking trap!
A naked trap!
They were probably surrounded. They were actually running happily all the way before...
"Brothers! Let's rush due west together!
The people over there are all archers. If we can break through their defenses, we might be able to escape. There are high-speed troops in other directions. We can't outrun these pointed-eared guys in the woods. Let's all rush to the west side by side.
ah!"
In such a hurry, this boss even used the mantras in life, obviously he was completely panicked~
"No!
Look, boss!
East, someone is coming from the east! Our people!!!"
An assassin unexpectedly climbed up the tree in twos and threes. He was currently building an awning and looking eastward at something.
When the others heard what he said, they stretched their necks one by one, and looked around as if they had transformed into giraffes.
On the way this group of people were driven here, it was not peaceful at the moment.
Those green dragons that were raging before disappeared somewhere. After a burst of dragon breath burning, everyone cried for their fathers and mothers, and then disappeared. Instead, there was a large group on the ground...the number was so large that it was difficult to find.
The counting dwarf troops chased the player's fleeing troops.
Dwarves have never been good at running because of their naturally short legs. Long-distance running can be used to offset some disadvantages with their amazing physical strength, but sprinting is pure nonsense~
As a result, they were left behind by a lot of distance from the panicked player troops, and now they can only be seen from afar~
But I don’t know what happened to these short guys. It seems like... there’s a mess behind them right now?
I can't tell what happened specifically, but the guy who climbed the highest said that there was chaos behind him, especially... the occasional roar of the dwarf obviously meant that the other party seemed to have encountered some unplanned situation.
...
Roar~~~~~~
While everyone was trying to stabilize the front against the pressure from the elves, several dragon roars suddenly came from behind!
Damn~
What's going on?
Over there...are there dragons?
Everyone couldn't help but shiver. They were secretly glad that they were not in such a hurry to run east, otherwise they would have been hit by a gun~
However, the elven army from the west was advancing step by step, and everyone was obviously unable to resist for a long time. Even the guy who climbed the highest was nailed to the tree branch by several arrows from the opponent's sharpshooter, which completely prevented other players from trying to imitate the tree climber.
idea.
The situation is gradually slipping towards the worst situation. Everyone has even thought of escaping in a certain direction regardless of life or death!
A large-scale regular army cannot be resisted by their stragglers. Although there were barely a thousand men at first, but now there are even less than four hundred. If they don't run away...then they will really have to explain everything here.
Got it!
But where to run?
While everyone was hesitating, chaos reappeared in the east!
I could only hear a strange crashing sound. It seemed like the sound of a large number of trees being crushed by something big!
Immediately, everyone heard a loud roar, and even the ground was shaken slightly...
“Fuck…dragon!
It's a green dragon!
It seems that the green dragon from the elves is dead!"
The person who reacted first screamed!
A green dragon died?
Wouldn't that mean...
Someone in the east is fighting with the opponent, and is he powerful?
"Go east quickly! Hurry!!!"
At this time, it was too late to investigate in detail. The boss shouted, and everyone properly ensured the formation and began to try to evacuate eastward.
This time, the elves strangely had no intention of stopping their escape. They just maintained a semi-surrounding attack formation and continued to press, as if they wanted to follow the retreating ghost players to the east.
And just when all the ghost players thought they had escaped with a small life this time, three phantoms suddenly burst out of the sky and stood in front of them like three mountains.
The huge body of more than three meters high is like three little giants.
However, the three guys in front of me are not as "honest and cute" as the giants.
Although the surface seems to be covered with a gray cloth robe, what is filled under the cloth robe is a misty smoke that seems to be absent!
But the "guy" held by this incorporeal being made everyone subconsciously swallow their saliva...
A super huge... weird sickle about four meters long! The handle seems to be made entirely of white bones, and there are all kinds of ferocious bone spurs at the end of the long pole!
The blade of the sickle was made of jet-black and shiny fine steel, and a hazy black-red gas slowly overflowed from the blade, as if it was dirty blood that had long since condensed and dried...
grim Reaper!
The real God of Death!
Although this type of high-level mercenary NPC lord is usually not released for players to see. However, in the CG animations promoted by some games, players have often seen this kind of powerful undead that is the signature of the ghost clan!
However, these three powerful gods of death who suddenly appeared in front of them not only did not bring any joy to many players present, but made them feel a sudden chill in their hearts!
Because...the sickles in these guys' hands are actually pointed at them...
"The master has an order. No one is allowed to retreat. Anyone who crosses the boundary will be killed."
The hoarse sound seemed to be squeezed out of a broken blower box, but it was cold and emotionless.
When they said this, the three gods of death almost spoke in unison, without any cadence or pitch. They didn't shout hoarse, but it made the pressure on everyone's hearts almost unbearable.
"Are you kidding me?
Who is your master?
There are regular elven armies to the west. If you don't flee to the east, are you going to wait for death here?
I don’t believe you three can still block hundreds of people from our side!”
A dark warrior player roared angrily, raised his two-handed giant sword, and was the first to charge forward!
However, three gray lights flashed away in the middle of the field. Although they were still several meters apart, the charging warrior suddenly froze. The next moment, his body was directly divided into legs, torso, and head.
Four parts left behind a ball of exploding blood, which was instantly wiped out~
And as soon as this man died, a small amount of the equipment on his body and the items in his backpack exploded in an instant, and it was like a rain of equipment fell around him!
Instant kill!
A normal attack without any tricks, but it took three seconds to lose a second-level and seventy-ninth-level warrior with full health...
This person is basically considered to be one of the stronger players among the remaining players, with a higher HP limit, but he can't even handle one round of normal attacks from his opponent.
The people in the front row saw that these three guys actually killed them when they asked, without hesitation at all. They were so frightened that they subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Who is your master? Tell him that we are of the same race and we can help, and ask him to let us go!"
someone shouted as the crowd was neutral.
However, such shouting was obviously useless to the God of Death. No matter how noisy they were, the three Gods of Death would not let them go. They blocked hundreds of people on their side for only half a minute before being entangled by the army of elves behind them.
“Damn it~ don’t care!
That guy obviously doesn't care about our life or death!
Since he is unkind, don't blame us for being unjust!
Everyone, come together! Kill these three guys!"
There was a shout from the crowd, and all the players rushed forward together!
However, what no one expected was that what was waiting for them would be an even more bizarre one-sided massacre...
