Chapter 696: Fighting to the death against Bai Yin (3)
No, strictly speaking, it was a wyven, also known as a dragon beast. It can be easily distinguished from its pointed, beak-like mouth.
Weilong is not even a subspecies of dragon. It is a genetically degraded species. Although it is more advanced than Warcraft, it is far from a real dragon. It can only be regarded as an inferior product of dragon and a high-end product among Warcraft.
Weilong does not have as high an IQ as a real dragon, nor can it use magic. However, Weilong's body is larger than that of a standard dragon, and its muscles are stronger.
If real dragons are compared to magicians among humans, then Vesperosaurus is... a chimpanzee. A chimpanzee that is far more violent and powerful than humans.
And this Weilong that appeared in front of Bediwell and the others was a monster that was highly infected by Anzi.
The huge Weilong is three hundred feet tall, and the ice scales on its body are as bright as diamonds, but they reflect evil black light. The infection of Anzi makes this strange beast become violent, making the already ferocious Weilong become violent.
The dragon became more ferocious.
Instead of calling it the White Snow Armored God, would it be more appropriate to call it the [Black Snow Armored Demon]?
The so-called legends always like to spread rumors, even if they are originally evil and ugly things, after people spread them by word of mouth, add salt and vinegar, they are finally rumored to have divinity. This is so ridiculous.
But Bedivere couldn't laugh. He determined that the black dragon was the murderer of his wife and children, and he devoted himself to revenge and wanted to kill him quickly.
Silver Wolf rushed forward desperately, and as soon as he got close to the black dragon, he immediately waved his sharp claws and drew four waves of moonlight.
The moonlight wave split the air and hit Weilong's body at extremely high speed, making a continuous scraping sound like a chainsaw cutting an object, continuously cutting off the monster's scales!
It's useless! Although the moonlight wave is powerful, it cannot penetrate the monster's black crystal dragon armor. The hardness of the Weilong's carapace is comparable to that of a real dragon's scales, not to mention the highly strengthened Weilong that has absorbed (infected) dark particles.
Dragon scale armor?
"Tsk!" Bedivere missed the attack and immediately launched more moonlight waves. However, Weilong was already on guard and dodged Silver Wolf's attack with a light flip.
Being suddenly attacked, Weilong was already furious. As soon as it dodged the attack, it immediately spit out black frost dragon breath at Silver Wolf.
The extremely cold frost breath combined with Anzi's infection ability posed a huge threat. However, the speed of the frost breath was far less than the movement speed of the silver wolf, and Bediwell was able to dodge dozens of yards away in an instant.
"Bedivere!!" Albert, who caught up, shouted hurriedly: "Don't rush in! You can't deal with it with your own strength!"
"Shut up!" Bedivere ignored Albert's dissuasion at all. He seemed to have changed from the moment he saw the Snow-Armored God, "How can you understand my feelings!"
The silver wolf flew around Wei Long even more violently, and at the same time drew moonlight waves towards Wei Long from all directions. The continuous moon arc-shaped light blades slashed at Wei Long's body, slicing the black Wei Long's body.
These random moonlight waves did not even take Albert's safety into consideration. Several moonlight waves hit the big white tiger. Fortunately, the white tiger reacted quickly and avoided in time, thus avoiding the bad luck of being cut in half by the moonlight waves!
It's chaos! Bedivere has been blinded by "revenge". He doesn't care about the safety of his teammates and only attacks, attacks and keeps attacking to kill the Snow Armor God!
Although the Snow-Armored God had dragon scales as hard as diamonds, they gradually peeled off due to the continuous onslaught of moonlight waves, revealing the fleshy structure underneath. However, Weilong became even more furious!
"That's not right!" Albert, who has been a hunter for many years and has rich hunting experience in Warcraft and monsters, saw subtle changes in the movements of the Black Guardian Dragon.
That's the signal before the monster mutates.
That is a sign of great danger coming!
"Roar ah ah ah ah ah ah!" The black dragon screamed strangely, and the black crystal scales all over its body peeled off at the same time.
Bediwell ignored it and continued to draw four moonlight waves. These sharp photon blades cut into Weilong's black flesh structure, tearing Weilong's body apart!
However, it is not killed! It is transforming!
Black tentacles emerged from the torn pieces of flesh and instantly surrounded the entire dragon.
It looked like a ball of black fur, or more accurately, some kind of maggot-infested corpse.
Disgusting to the extreme, evil to the extreme. This is the true face of [Snow Armored God]. It is not that Wei Long was infected by Anzi and turned violent, but that the maggots on Weilong's body infected Anzi and then controlled Weilong.
Act on the corpse of a dragon!
Endless black poisonous mist emitted from the sphere, forming a vortex. Where had Albert seen this scene before?
The poisonous mist and wind and snow rolled together, darkness and coldness, black and white, swallowing up the two orcs. The wind was so powerful that even Bediwell was pulled off the ground by the strong wind and could only follow the whirlwind.
, spinning feebly in mid-air!
But he didn't care at all. He kept waving his claws and emitting more moonlight waves. The vacuum blade was also a photon blade, cutting the air and hitting the black sphere accurately one after another!
Swish, swish, swish, swish! The half-moon-shaped blade kept cutting the black ball, and it seemed that it would soon completely chop the black ball into pieces.
"Ah ha ha ha ha, die, die, die!" Bedivere attacked even more crazily.
"Stop it!" Albert was also blown into the air by the whirlwind, and his body could not move freely. He carefully observed the movement of the dark ball and found that the dark ball was getting weirder and weirder.
Not good. Something is going to happen! If you continue to stimulate the dark ball like this, it will------
Brush! Black blood spurts out from the burst wound of the dark ball. The black blood hardens instantly and turns into poisonous needles, flying toward Bediwell!
Oops! Bediwell, who was swept up in the air by the tornado, has no means of moving in the air. If this continues, he will be beaten into a hornet's nest by the needles!
Go and save him!
But, how to save?!
At this critical moment, some kind of power awakened in Albert's body.
A pair of wings.
A pair of wings grew out of thin air on the back of the huge white tiger!
Albert could no longer care about his surprise. He suddenly flapped his wings and bumped into Bedivere roughly.
The white tiger and the silver wolf collided and flew dozens of yards. The needle that was supposed to fall on Bedivere was missed.
"Al, you..." Looking at Albert's wings, Bedivere, who was in a state of madness, gradually became more restrained.
"Calm down!" Albert yelled angrily: "You want to die alone? If you die, I...what will I do?!"
The situation was so urgent that Albert no longer cared about modifying his words. He could only think of what to say and express his true feelings.
This truth moved Bedivere and brought Silver Wolf back to reality from madness.
"Mr. Bedivere, I know you lost your wife and children, and you must hate that monster to the core. But you have to calm down, learn to protect yourself, and you can't risk your life with that monster! --- People fight to stay alive.
, don’t live to fight!”
After calming down, Yin Lang replied with a vicious remark: "How can you possibly understand my affairs?"
"I don't understand!" Albert said back, "But I want to help you. I don't want to see you die like this.
---Because we are friends."
The storm was raging, and it should have been so noisy that it was difficult to even hear the sound.
But the tiger's words did reach the werewolf's heart. The whole world seemed to suddenly become silent.
"You...what?"
(He can't possibly remember.)
"I am your friend!" Albert held Bediwell and flew away, avoiding more flying spikes.
"You're not. We just met." The werewolf denied.
"I'm your friend!" More needles came, and Albert tried his best to dodge.
"You're not! You don't even understand me!" the werewolf denied hysterically.
"I am your friend!!" Albert repeated stubbornly: "So I will never abandon you!"
The werewolf was silent for a while. The storm still sounded, but there was another word that kept echoing in his heart, covering up the harsh sound of the storm.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu are so heavy! I can't support you anymore!" Albert complained. He was still holding on to the silver wolf and flying quickly, but his wings were already unable to bear the heavy load.
Countless dark spikes shot at the tiger, and many holes were made in Albert's white wings. If this continues, these wings will no longer be able to support flight!
"Hmph! Couldn't you have said this earlier?" Bedivere finally came to his senses. He lifted his beast form and returned to his original size. At the same time, he climbed quickly along the road.
The tiger's claws climbed onto the tiger's back.
"Stabilize it for me and deal with it in one shot," the werewolf said.
"What the hell? What are you going to do, meow?!"
Bedivere ignored Albert, grabbed the ring on his right hand, and took out a longbow from the subspace of the ring.
This one is like a piece of wood, with a rough texture, but it also reveals ancient great power. It is Bedivere's [Magic Bow---Nale's Fire].
It took seven years for the werewolf to take out the sealed magic bow and use it again. Its power comes from the user, and it once almost drained Bediwell of his life. Thinking of this, when the werewolf held the bow in his hand again
, still have lingering fears.
However, he did not have time to hesitate. The monster in front of them stretched out all its tentacles and sprayed countless needles in all directions.
The dark whirlwind rolled up the rain of needles, and the monster's tentacles were waving everywhere, trying to catch the wolf and tiger swaying in front of it.
Albert was trying his best to dodge, but he was about to reach his limit!
"Bedivere?!" he urged.
"One more moment." The werewolf aimed his bow at the center of the monster and pulled the bow with all his strength. The magic bow continued to absorb photons from the werewolf, making Bedivere feel bursts of collapse.
"One more moment------" he still said stubbornly. The power he had gathered so far was not enough to kill the dark ball with one blow. He wanted to gather more power!
Hundreds of needles were coming, and it was inevitable to avoid it. Albert had no choice but to use his wings as a shield to block the attack of the rain of needles!
However, his wings were maimed under the attack, and countless feathers fell one after another, losing the ability to fly! Dozens of tentacles swept together, grabbing Albert's hands and feet in an instant, and pushed the big tiger towards the monster.
Drag in the direction!
The ball of darkness opened its mouth. Like a crack, the blood-filled mouth spread across the entire ball, revealing billions of fangs. These jagged yellow fangs are planning to tear into pieces the prey captured by the monster!