Chapter 700 Million-level Sand Dragon
"Be careful, the second wave of monsters is here."
As Rigf finished speaking, a roar suddenly came from the middle of the sand in the distance. The sand and dust were rolled up by the strong wind, which was more than a hundred meters high, forming a desert tornado that could be seen in the naked eye.
"This time I came, it seems..." Princess Penny's face turned cold. She was an old player who had participated in monster sieges many times. When she saw this strange scene, she immediately remembered the monster she encountered when she was defending the city last time that caused huge losses to her legion.
"What is it?" Zhang Mu asked with his head tilted.
"Doomsday Sand Dragon..." Rigf murmured, then he shouted loudly: "All troops retreat! Bosses above 30,000 units and out of the city with me! This is the boss of the Monster Legion! It is not easy to deal with!"
The people in Chinatown were not sure, but they still followed Rigf's command and followed their boss army to step out of the town, lined up more than 200 meters away from the town, preparing to face this attack.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of violent explosions came from the ground. Suddenly, two extremely large monster arms emerged from the bottom of the desert, like giant pillars that emerged. Then there was a big head full of edges and corners, and finally a sturdy body that was much more magnificent than a hill and covered with bronze scales.
After the monster completely emerged from the desert, everyone, including Zhang Mu, was stunned.
Too big!
It's simply a mobile bunker! It's as big as two football fields!
The Black Dragon King and the Red Lotus Fire Dragon King were like newborn babies in front of the monster in front of him, and the two were not comparable at all!
"How should I beat such a big guy?" The fat man swallowed hard and spitted.
‘Roar~roar~roar~!’
The sand dragon suddenly roared to the sky, and its deafening roar was creepy.
Doomsday Sand Dragon: Doomsday Legion boss, the domineering person in the desert, a distant relative of the Dragon Clan. Because of its dragon bloodline, the Doomsday Dragon perfectly inherits the magical immunity characteristics of the Dragon Clan lineage. At the same time, every Doomsday Sand Dragon will naturally understand a super-large area of ​​lethal magic.
"Brother, you pinch me quickly... I'm right, how many units does it have?" The fat man rubbed his eyes hard.
Zhang Mu was only concerned about watching the introduction of Shadilong. After hearing the fat man shouted, he turned his attention to the number of bosses in this team. Looking at the few zeros behind 1, Zhang Mu couldn't help but feel silent: "Damn! 10 million units!"
The unit is equivalent to the blood volume of the boss's army!
"Oh my God, this is so crazy!" Princess Penny shook her head vigorously and said, "When the monster siege last month, we only dealt with 2 million units of sand dragons. Even so, it killed hundreds of our bosses, and now this one has 10 million..."
"If you can destroy 2 million, you can destroy 10 million. Is there any difference between the two?" asked Mythshen.
Princess Penny wanted to speak but stopped, but Rigf spoke, "The more the number, the more combat skills... the harder it will be to fight in the end. I think you definitely don't have the experience of fighting bosses above a million..."
"What did you say?" Myth glared at the wounded eyes.
"Enough, Rigf!" Divalen shouted: "Now is not the time to argue! Chinese friends came this time to help us defend the city. How could you talk to your allies like this?" He turned around and said: "China Wing, I will take Rigf to apologize to you, his temper..."
"Tell me how to kill this big monster in front of me."
Zhang Mu waved his hand.
The most taboo thing for the two armies to fight together is that the main general is incompatible. If the myth hurts and slap them here, it will be of no benefit to both sides.
"Okay!" Divalen nodded and said, "The best way to deal with this sand dragon is to avoid having direct contact with it. You and I will lead the army to attack on the left and right sides of it. Once it shows signs of turning, immediately order your people to stop attacking and retreat, and wait for us to hold on to hatred before launching an attack."
"The single damage of the sand dragon can reach 20,000 to 25,000 unit damage, and the group damage can also reach 5,000 to 10,000. Be careful. Last month, we lost hundreds of bosses when we were fighting the sand dragon."
"I understand." Zhang Mu nodded and said, "Everyone comes with me, gather on the left, and listen to my command to launch an attack."
"Rigoff, you take 200 people to the back of the Sand Dragon, and the rest follow me."
"good!"
Zhang Mu and Divalen were both top commanders who had experienced many battles, and their soldiers had experienced countless baptisms, so they acted very efficiently and in order. Soon, the three troops composed of pure bosses all arrived at the combat position, waiting for Divalen to send an attack signal.
"Are you ready? Chinese Wing, Penny?"
"It's OK." Zhang Mu and Princess Penny nodded at the same time.
"beat!"
The word "table" was shouted out, and more than a hundred dazzling light columns hit the body of the sand dragon, and blood suddenly flew everywhere.
The sand dragon was immediately angry. It let out a rage roar, and raised its hill-like palm to hit the shooter boss who was the first to attack it.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of white lights lit up at the same time, and all the shooter bosses teleported dozens of meters behind under artificial operation, successfully avoiding the attack.
With the experience of dealing with the Sand Dragon last time, the war went smoothly at the beginning with almost no casualties.
Everyone is immersed in joy. It is a very fulfilling thing to watch the big monster with 10 million units constantly reducing their number.
In less than half an hour, the number of sand dragons decreased by more than 1.4 million.
Suddenly, the sand dragon suddenly glared at its yellowish eyes, bowed its body, opened its big mouth, and a red attack pattern covering a coverage of 300 meters appeared at the feet of Divalen and others on the right.
"Group magic! Use your skills quickly!" Divalen reflected the speed of his power, and the figure of the Hell Curse Master under his command had fled a hundred meters away through the Dimension Gate.
The later stage, the shorter the interval between the boss's skills is, and the larger the range is. At this stage, it can no longer use regular short-distance teleportation to avoid these range attacks. It is more about the skills brought by the player's boss to avoid these damage, such as the "dimensional gate", "earth shield", "blocking", etc., but this boss with both attack power and defensive skills is extremely difficult to obtain, and the price is comparable to that of the famous generals.
“Salon pillar!”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hurry!
Hundreds of three-meter-high sand columns emerged from the ground and soared into the sky, rolling up the bosses of the Dark Holy See players as soon as possible. When these bosses landed, a large row of bright red war loss data appeared in one go.
"It's so terrible. The group attack can actually cause 13,000 damage... All injured retreats! Come up after the treatment is over! The Chinese Wing, our army suffered a major damage to the right side! I'll trouble you in the next few minutes, and you must hold on to its hatred."
Chapter completed!