The morning should be a beautiful moment when all things wake up, but in the evil dragon realm, the morning has turned into a damn nightmare.
The zombies that went berserk one by one relied on their instinct to fear death and surrounded the murlocs.
In the distance, Nokigao and Kensuke, who noticed this scene, looked in disbelief and lay down under the bushes in fear.
The powerful and inhuman terrifying existence in their minds is now like a weak and weak chicken, being easily slaughtered by the corpse.
The horror of this group of corpses made their hands and feet tremble.
"Stay further away so they don't see you."
Kensuke swallowed and crawled back along the bushes.
However, at this moment, he found that Nuoqi was advancing forward instead of retreating, crawling toward the other end with a low body, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Nogigao, what are you doing?!"
Kensuke lowered his voice and shouted anxiously.
"They are all here at the front entrance, so there should be no one at the back entrance."
There was a bit of fear on Nuoqigao's face, but more of it was perseverance.
"I'll take Nami out now."
Everyone can see that the young man in black robe with a better temperament than ordinary people wants to destroy the Dragon Pirates.
Although Nami was forced to join to protect them, would the other party really consider this?
If Nami is not rescued now, Nami will not be able to escape until the dragon dies or escapes.
"you……"
So bold!
Kensuke was speechless.
Just the dead people and fish-men are scary enough, but now you want to take risks to save people, this is called seeking death!
Snapped!
Someone grabbed her wrist, and Nuo Qigao turned around in shock.
Kensuke took a deep breath and said, "I'll go ahead... You don't want Nami to lose your last relative, right?"
"but……"
Nokigao opened her mouth anxiously.
"Listen to me, there is no need to discuss this matter."
After that, regardless of Nokigao's struggle, Kensuke leaned down, tried his best to avoid the fighting outside, and groped and crawled towards the back door of the evil dragon realm.
"Bellemere, I promised you to protect them!"
Looking at the brutal fighting ahead, Jian's hands became weak, but he still moved forward firmly.
Fishman Karate·Clavicle!
Bang!!
The stainless steel cat claws came for an assassination, and the two men's muscles tensed up and exploded with great force.
Looking at Croobie, whose arms were slightly twisted and locked under his abdomen in an arc that was impossible for a normal person, the Black Knight's slow IQ made him wonder, is this guy also an undead?
This was reflected in the fact that the Black Knight tilted his head very calmly.
"Ha! Never seen it before, right? I'm a cartilaginous fish man!"
Cloobi took the Black Knight's reaction as a provocation, shouted angrily, threw him high into the air with flat hands.
"Finally got you, monster!"
After saying that, Cloobi jumped up on the spot, his strong arms passed under the armpits to lock the shoulder joints, and the two of them spun at high speed with their heads above their heads and fell down.
Fishman Karate · Pyorenka!
Oh, he wants to break my bones!
The black knight immediately woke up. His wisdom was gone, but his fighting consciousness was still there.
With the Murloc's explosive power, this attack would be enough to break his bones.
Once the bones are damaged and the speed decreases, a vicious cycle will enter.
I tried moving my arms but couldn't break free.
The power gap between him and Croobie is not big, but the explosive power is insufficient. The existence of skills is to control every ounce of power in the body. Croobie, who masters fish-man karate, is obviously much higher than the Black Knight.
.
So……
Just as he was about to fall to the ground, suddenly, two bumpy balls of flesh protruded from the left and right shoulder blades of the black knight, and they suddenly ejected.
Tear!
A heartbreaking pain hit his heart, and Croobie's tense muscles couldn't help but tremble.
He turned his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Xiao Wu, Moro!"
The two skulls opened their mouths and bit into his shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right. Even if those two faces were only skin and bones, Croobie would not forget his companions.
He expected that his compatriots would encounter unexpected events, but he did not expect that even the corpses would be used by the enemy.
"You...all must die!"
Staring with red eyes, Croobie gritted his teeth and gripped the Black Knight, his fingers digging into the flesh and veins popping out.
But the shoulder muscles were chewed to pieces, and the strength could not be compared to before.
Wow!
Taking this opportunity, the Black Knight let more bones extend from his back.
The pale bones were woven together to form two huge white bone wings with hooks, which suddenly hooked onto the tree trunk.
laugh!!
Amidst a burst of ear-piercing cracking sounds, the two men's speed plummeted, cutting through the tree trunks all the way until they stopped.
"It actually stopped?"
Croobie looked in disbelief. He was falling with such inertia and was actually stopped by his opponent!
The Black Knight didn't feel comfortable doing all this. The main radius bone on the white bone wings was stretched out into cracks, and the relatively fragile wrist bones and phalanges were directly ejected from the friction with the sawdust.
Any living creature suffering such an injury would probably lose its combat effectiveness on the spot.
But he is a dead man.
The dead cannot feel pain, can squeeze their bodies without limit, and erupt with power that living people cannot.
Creak, creak!
The flesh and blood of the chest are everted, and the eight ribs are opened and extended, like spider legs, nailed into the trunk of the tree on the left and right to support the body.
Croobie was horrified. At this moment, the black knight was suddenly twisted into a spider-like evil ghost with a human face, resting on the treetops.
That kind of ferocious, absurd, and weird shape reveals a different kind of murderous intention and makes people feel numb.
"Weird...monster!"
Poof!!
Two arms suddenly stretched out, blood flying.
…
"Interesting! You actually forced a new transformed form?"
Sensing the changes in the Black Knight through his mental power, Lovett's expression remained as usual.
After understanding the structure of the fishman's body, he processed all four corpses as materials and gave them to the Black Knight, so there was no problem unless the form was magically transformed.
Undead creatures have the advantages of undead creatures. They can use whatever parts are available. They are not picky about food at all and are much simpler than raising pets.
"The body data of the evil dragon has almost been collected, so... let's end it here."
Just as I thought of this, on the top floor of the Evil Dragon Domain, the evil dragon leaped high and smashed through the roof tiles, bringing out a bunch of blood flowers.
He was interested in running, but Lovett was not interested in chasing.
The Soul Chaser is an undead beast that is somewhere between reality and reality. It likes to rip off souls from living people. Once it is targeted, it remembers the soul's aura and cannot get rid of it even if it runs to a new world.
"Finally caught you, little one!"
Gritting his teeth, he tore the black evil beast from his thigh. The evil dragon's eyes flashed with animal intent, opened its mouth, and bit hard.
"Don't you want to eat me? Ah?!"
"Now look who eats whom?!"
The ferocity in its eyes surged, and the evil dragon tore the soul-chasing beast apart bit by bit and chewed it into its belly.
"Silk...Silk!!"
Being eaten alive, the soul-chasing beast let out bursts of screams and flailed its arms.
The smell is not disgusting, it's just white, like chewing wax.
Lovett raised his palm as he recalled the past.
Curse magic·Painful curse!
The Curse of Pain, as the name suggests, causes pain.
Another typical spell that is often thrown away by powerful bricks.
Although Lovett doesn't like the fact that curse magic is slow to take effect, he has to admit that among the five major specialties of the Necromancy School, curse magic is the most convenient type.
Noticing Lovett's movements, the evil dragon's pupils shrank.
"Oops!"
I was so focused on battling this little beast that I actually let my guard down.
"But at this distance, you shouldn't be able to hit it, right?"
Previously, both sides had attack delays within ten meters of each other. Now that they are separated by a whole building, can the other side really hit the bull across the mountain?
In fact he guessed correctly.
Spell casting is not only limited by the mage's own knowledge and mental power, but also mainly by the spell circuit.
Different spells have "combinations" arranged in different patterns. The circuits woven by the "combinations" determine the spell's mana, release distance, and even the opponent's spell resistance.
The Blood Plague Raven cannot hit him from a distance of nearly 100 meters.
But "Curse of Pain" can.
The effective distance of this spell is determined by how far the mage's mental power extends, which is also the norm for most curse magic.
And... there is no spell trail.
"not good!"
The evil dragon's pupils shrank in mid-air, and he felt a palpitation in his heart again, but this time the threat did not come from the direction of Lovett, but from all directions!
In other words, he can't dodge!
"ah!!!"
It sounds slow but it is actually very fast. After a second, the evil dragon let out a heart-rending scream and fell freely.
Plop!
His body hit the ridge of a high-rise building heavily, rolled all the way, and finally made a "thud" sound, creating a circle of dust on the ground.
"Uhhh!!!"
The impact made him dizzy, but the severe pain made him wake up immediately.
Blood foam spurted from its mouth, and the evil dragon knelt on the ground, its arms contracted and tightened at its sides. The veins all over its body swelled, as if it was suffering some indescribable torture, and its muscles twitched.
“Not bad willpower.”
Lovett stood next to the stone pillar and applauded softly: "An ordinary person would at least be unconscious for an instant after receiving this blow, and he might even die suddenly on the spot."
"You actually endured it?"
"I……"
The evil dragon stared with bloodshot eyes and turned back.
"go to hell!!!"
Suffering from the heartbreaking pain, the evil dragon stood up like crazy and rushed out again.
"This is the power of magic!"
Lovett was unmoved by the dragon's attack and asked calmly: "Now do you think I am qualified to discuss this topic with you?"
"Die!!!"
What answered him was the dragon's roar full of murderous intent.
laugh!
The dagger-sharp nose can easily pierce through clothing and pass through the back.
But the evil dragon was not happy because he found that not a drop of blood came out of the wound.
"This is fake!"
"bingo."
"Lowett", who was penetrated through the chest, had a relaxed expression on his face, and then his body slowly decomposed from the wound, and the ravens struggled away one by one, fluttering their wings and flying high.
With a "pop", crows scattered all over the sky.
Click!
The huge impact force continued unabated, cracking the cement pillar at its original position. The evil dragon staggered and turned back suddenly.
