Facing the unavoidable large-scale purple-green breath, Mordred was already wearing armor and his helmet was closed, and was immediately swallowed up by the thick purple-green mist.
Soon, the area eroded by the purple-green mist formed a ground like a filthy swamp. It was not a magic that changed the ground, but the ground was simply corroded and polluted. This second physical phenomenon will not disappear even if the attack is interrupted. This is
This is one of the reasons why Crounpis doesn't want to use this summoned monster in his own domain.
Mordred's armor and helmet have certain functions of shielding curses and poisons. She used "magic power" to run quickly on the swamp-like ground, and quickly approached the two-headed dragon of hell under the cover of the turbid fog.
There is no need to worry about the reason for fighting. Since you have been attacked, just retaliate in kind. Of course, there is also the premise that this kind of creature will be of no use to the world at a glance.
He broke out of the fog, jumped up, and approached the breathing dragon head, but was targeted by the magic circle opened by another dragon head. One head is responsible for breathing, and the other head is responsible for magic. This is the fighting method of the two-headed dragon in hell.
"[Heart mastery]." Momonga raised his bone hand and shook it gently, stopping all movements of the two-headed dragon.
This is a magic that can crush the target's heart. It won't be effective if the level is too close, but at the very least it can make the opponent's consciousness dim and reveal flaws.
"Ha!" Mordred stabbed the dragon's head with his sword, and the blood spurted out and drenched Mordred all over.
She felt the real impact of this blow and the aftereffects, and sighed to herself: "I never thought that one day I would hand over my back to the magician."
Just as he was about to pursue him, the two-headed hell dragon, which was in pain, had already woken up, raised its claws and slapped Mordred down, then flapped its wings and took off.
"Innocent, [maximize magic·reality slash]]."
Momonga immediately released the tenth-level magic with top destructive power. The space where the dragon wings were was cut off, and blood spurted out from the roots of the two-headed dragon wings like a fountain!
Hit by this powerful attack magic that was ineffective against almost any magic defense, the two-headed dragon lost its ability to fly for a moment and fell to the ground with a howl. One head frantically released a wide-area [corrosive breath] to the surrounding area, and the other
The head activates the magic [wild wind] to further expand the attack range.
However, Momonga's race has a certain resistance to this kind of attack, and Mordred is protected by a special armor. In addition, the forcibly expanded range weakens the power. This is not a big deal to Momonga and Mordred. The compatibility of abilities is inevitable.
Too bad.
Mordred took advantage of the dragon falling, dodged a slap from the dragon's claw that almost made the earth tremble, and tore off one of its legs with a sword.
Seeing that the situation was easy for the two of them, suddenly, a heavy and depressing atmosphere enveloped the area.
Around the battlefield, dark brown magic arrays that had not been visible a moment ago, and whose color blended with the soil, all glowed with red light, and streams of twisted red light shot out from them and converged toward the sky more than ten meters away.
Go, entwining in the center of the magic circle surrounding this place, a huge eyeball appears, staring down.
In an instant, the surrounding space was dyed red.
"Woo!" Mordred, who felt his body become dull and heavy, narrowly avoided the bite of the dragon's head, but was also knocked back more than ten meters by the headbutt that followed, unwilling to be dodged. He had to jump back again and dodge.
Activate the magic where you were standing a moment ago.
"I don't know the barrier. Its function is to absorb magic power. It's more than that." Momonga found that his HP was declining. Out of caution, he used magic to confirm Mordred's HP and MP, and found that there were both at the same time.
Slowly declining. Looking at the reality aside from the game, the decline of these two parameters will also affect the performance of strength, that is, physical strength and mental strength will be negatively affected.
While he was dealing with the two-headed dragon's breath that split off one end to attack him, he released magic to fight back, while continuing to calmly analyze the situation: "The barrier will deprive me of my vitality. The reason why I am fine is due to my racial attributes. But this is not the attack of the two-headed dragon.
Yes, is it its companion? The barrier to protect our companions is too strong, or is it a trap aimed at us? But if it is a trap, we should use more sophisticated means of harming it."
"Moonga! I'm sorry, I'm going to squeeze you hard!" Mordred retreated outside the red barrier, held his breath and lifted his helmet, and the raised sword ignited red thunder, almost rising into the sky.
Now the two-headed dragon of hell has suffered many sword attacks and magic, and has deliberately taken care of its wings and joints, making the dragon with a lot of HP remaining almost unable to move and ugly lying on the ground, but now this barrier is obviously taking care of it.
, it may also increase the consumption of Momonga and Mordred. Mordred's intuition is that if he doesn't win as soon as possible, there may be problems.
"Stop!" On the hillside behind the Hell's Two-Headed Dragon, in the direction of the previous explosion, a petite figure rushed towards him quickly carrying a long-handled scythe.
That speed was probably the best in the world, and the flying squirrel in the air used [discern enemy] on it.
Monster Gorgon: Level???.
Momonga felt cold in his heart. This showed that this was a situation that only occurred when the guild was fighting the key boss of the dungeon. Seeing that Mordred's attention was diverted, he immediately said loudly: "Don't worry about that, first quickly kill an enemy to reduce the enemy's combat power!
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As he spoke, his skeletal hand reached into his infinite backpack and pulled out an hourglass prop. Immediately, a huge dome-shaped three-dimensional magic circle spread out in a radius of about ten meters with Momonga as the center.
"Stop it! You guys!" Anna became anxious and threw the scythe at Momonga, then ran past the two-headed dragon that was lying on the ground moaning in pain, and rushed in the direction of Mordred.
"Just in time, I will turn you all into ashes, [clarent blood arthur] against my magnificent father!" Mordred waved the king's sword that turned into a pillar of red light.
Anna had no other choice, she stopped her feet, her eyes widened, her snake's head was raised, and dozens of rays, along with the two-headed dragon's desperate breath and magic, were directed towards the red pillar of light.
The flying squirrel calmly watched the pair of waves for a moment, when the handle of the sickle thrown by Anna hit him and fell down.
[Body of effulgent beryl], a buff magic that reduces the damage caused by physical beatings. Actively stimulating it can make you completely immune to damage of this attribute once. This is the precaution that Momonga gave himself during the gap between previous attacks on the two-headed dragon.
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Seeing the scythe being automatically retrieved by the chain towards Anna, Momonga knew that the hourglass prop he had prepared in his hand that could save the time of reading super magic could not be saved, so he immediately crushed it.
"Super level magic - [fallen down] from the sky!"
The space was dyed white, and the heat generated by the ultra-high heat source expanded instantly, greedily burning everything within the range, as if the sky had collapsed, just like the name of magic.