"Lord Moriel, the new alien species have taken effect. They have greatly slowed down the march of the undead army. According to the speed at which Rhodes is advancing, it will take at least two days before his undead army can reach your dragon lair.
..."
In the dragon's lair, Ajit looked at the battlefield projected by the evil eye and reported excitedly.
"Very good..." Moriel opened her dragon eyes. There was a sense of depth in the bright golden dragon eyes. Ajit's breath was stagnant. If he stared at the pair of dragon eyes for a long time, he would
The whole soul will be lost in it, "The alien blood you brought has had a very good effect, Sandro."
The necromancer who was called by Moriel smiled and said, "Thank you for your compliment. I'm glad that there are mages I know well in Brakada. The destruction that Rhodes brought to the Snowy Territory will not be easily forgiven by them.
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"Stupid mage..." Moriel sneered, "When I deal with Rhodes, I will definitely give those mages a big gift in return."
"Lord Moriel, that Rhodes is definitely no match for you. We all firmly believe this, but we have to be careful of Rhodes leaping over the wall and directly harming you..." In the corner of the hall, the sorcery nobleman wearing dark eye shadow said with concern.
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Moriel snorted: "You mean like this?"
As she spoke, Moriel's dragon eyes burst out with bright golden light, and she stared at the inconspicuous corner of the hall. A shadow was invisible under the golden light.
Realizing that he had been discovered, the shadow gradually lengthened. From a distance, he looked like an assassin holding a dagger, but he had no real body and was just a shadow projected on the wall.
"The Shadow Assassin... was sent by the Thieves Guild! Protect Lord Moriel!" The knowledgeable sorcery magnate confirmed the enemy's identity the moment he saw the shadow, and then shouted loudly.
"No need."
Looking at the panicked magician, Moriel said lightly that she was not surprised by the appearance of the assassin. As she spoke, the shadow seemed to confirm her position and rushed straight towards her along the ground.
Come.
The Minotaur holding a giant ax blocked the path of the shadow. He swung the giant ax in his hand and accurately hit the wandering shadow. The force was so strong that the ax blade was deeply embedded in the ground.
Cracks spread under his feet, but the shadow remained unscathed. Instead, he used the shadow under the Minotaur's feet for cover, making him a little faster.
"Normal attacks cannot harm that shadow. I have locked the shadow assassin's body. Who wants to follow me to deal with him?" In the palace, Sandro, who shrunk as soon as the shadow assassin appeared, shouted loudly at this moment
Tao.
After hearing Sandro's words, Shadow paused for a moment, then picked up speed again and rushed straight towards the big red dragon.
"I said no!"
Moriel growled, and along with the Dragon King's roar, came the dragon's breath she breathed out.
The shadow that could not be dispersed by the light began to tremble violently as soon as it came into contact with the dragon's breath. The flames spread along his arms and soon wrapped around his whole body.
Wrapped in the raging fire, the shadow tried its best to swing its body, trying to extinguish the flames on its body, but Moriel's dragon breath, how could it be compared to ordinary flames? The shadow wrapped in raging flames shocked all the magicians, or
Under the fearful eyes, it showed its last wild dance, and then it disappeared and turned into nothingness, leaving only the burning flame.
In the plane of shadow, a legendary assassin who had mastered shadow energy for hundreds of years ignited flames all over his body for no apparent reason, shocking everyone around him. When the flames dissipated, only a charred corpse was left.
Each type of dragon has its own unique dragon breath, and the one that belongs to Moriel is the Doomsday Dragon Breath that is comparable to the Doomsday Fire.
"Long live the Dragon King!"
As the shadows were burned away, I don’t know which magician started it first, but his words were instantly recognized by other magicians, and soon, the same voice sounded in the entire hall. p>
"Long live the Dragon King!"
The words of the magician contained their admiration and praise. Their voices gathered together and echoed in the spacious hall. Even Jadet, who was cleaning up outside, heard it and joined in their chanting.
Among them.
"If Moriel doesn't even have a dragon under her command, why do people still call her the Dragon King?"
On the other side of the battlefield, in front of the neatly arranged dragon bones, Inota asked in confusion while eating candy.
"Those are just the words of a dying person." Beside her, Rhodes was playing with the dragon bones on the ground, "If you want, I can let all the members of my legion call you Dragon King."
"Oh..." Inota exclaimed, giggling as she thought about what might happen, "According to the knowledge Rowling taught me, if I were the Dragon King, what should they call you? Dragonfrog
Virtue?"
"...I don't think they will." Rhodes stroked his forehead.
"But if I don't have other dragons under my command, there is no point in being called the Dragon King." Inota thought for a while, and finally said with some frustration.
"That depends on how you define it." Rhodes shrugged, the large cloak behind him raised slightly, "If you ask a necromancer, he will definitely tell you that ghost dragons are also dragons."
As Rhodes' words fell, rich death energy burst out from his body, and the wailing and crying souls lingered around Rhodes, and finally gathered in the keel that had long lost its vitality.
The green flames replaced the golden dragon eyes. As the ground trembled, the dragon bones that had long been lifeless were awakening from death. The ghostly white mist lingered on the dragon bones. They spread their wings and flew into the sky.
Under the influence of spiritualism, they became the most elusive undead creatures in the past, ghost dragons.
"King of Ghost Dragons... Do you like this title?" Rhodes opened his hands, and the newly awakened ghost dragons crawled to the ground again, expressing their submission to him and the purple-haired girl beside him.
Enota nodded in surprise, the Netherworld Ghost Dragon crawled at her feet, and she gently hugged Rhodes.
Feeling the warm breath imprinted on his face, Rhodes whispered: "Moriel will not let her dragon be sacrificed easily. I know what she is planning. Wait until she kills me from the past time.
, everything related to me will change. In other words, those giant dragons will not turn into alien monsters at all, but will follow her side well."
"You won't let this happen." Inota stroked his cheek and stared into those eyes that were feared by countless people, "I believe you."