Tata Yaluo has long lost his demeanor as a dignified eighth-level magician.
The mage robes all over his body were in tatters, and his hat had long been thrown away. He was almost sprayed by the golden dragon's breath just now. If he hadn't mustered up the spirit of death to resist with all his strength, he would have been turned into ashes.
He had just summoned several dark spears in one breath, but they were all neutralized one by one by the golden dragon. In the final desperate attempt, he even summoned all the undead pets he had refined, but in the face of the powerful golden dragon
Giant dragons, those so-called undead pets, were almost wiped out in one encounter. The black undead flames had no resistance against the golden dragon's breath.
However, Tata Yaluo's crazy efforts still caused some damage to the golden dragon. At least he sprayed too much dragon breath continuously, which made the powerful golden dragon a little tired. The skull dragon was crippled by him.
After that, the dragon's anger has calmed down a little. This humble human magician is just a clown in its eyes. However, the dragon is still a little afraid of the opponent's undead energy...especially
It was where the death scythe had just struck, and there was still a faint pain on the back. Although there was no damage, the rare undead aura of the death scythe still made the dragon feel uncomfortable.
Tata'alo's hair was scattered and his magic power was exhausted. At this time, Du Wei had already fallen to the ground and quietly killed his bone dragon. After all, it was his undead pet. The bone dragon disappeared, and Tata'alo
He immediately sensed it, and after being slightly stunned, he immediately realized that it was Du Wei's fault. This made him so angry that he vomited blood. He ignored the golden dragon behind him and roared wildly. He rushed towards Du Wei on the ground.
Came over.
As soon as Du Wei took away the entire keel, he raised his head and heard Tata Yaluo's roar. Seeing Tata Yaluo rushing down, Du Wei sneered at the other party leisurely: "Thank you for the huge profit.
"
After saying that, he smiled and disappeared into the darkness.
Tata Yaluo was already as powerful as a mad tiger at this moment, but when he was crazy, he forgot that there was a terrible enemy behind him. The golden dragon would not let go of this evil guy who "blasphemed" the dignity of their dragon clan. Tata Yaluo
Luo heard a sound breaking through the air from behind, and then felt his heart light up. With a bang, a ball of blood burst out from his chest. The golden dragon's cold voice came from behind: "Humblely.
Humans, if you dare to blaspheme the descendants of the Dragon God, this is your fate!"
After saying that, a giant claw came down, and Tatayallo was held in the palm of his hand in the air. Blood spurted out from Tatayalo's mouth, and before he died, his ferocity was aroused, and he shouted: "Then let's die together!
"
After saying that, he used his last bit of strength to crush the dark crystal ball in his arms. Hearing a bang, the crystal ball shattered, and all the necromantic energy that the eighth-level magician had refined over a lifetime suddenly dispersed.
Come out!
Such a strong necromantic aura can be refined by killing many living beings! The strong necromantic aura has strong adsorption and corrosive properties, and even the golden dragon cannot withstand it.
The second prince of the dragon clan screamed in pain, and he felt that the scales on his body were severely burned by this black necromantic energy! Such necromantic energy hurt not only the body, but also a kind of
A burning sensation that pierces the soul!
Of course it knew how powerful the aura of death was. Even a giant dragon couldn't bear such a strong aura of death. It quickly let go of Tata Yaluo's corpse, roaring and vibrating rapidly.
The wings flew out. However, the golden flames on his body were still weakened a bit in the black mist as thick as ink, and the light dimmed.
The golden dragon quickly left the area enveloped by the undead aura, but under the spread of black mist, the surrounding vegetation suddenly withered!
Du Wei emerged from the darkness again. There was a layer of milky white light around his body, which was the natural enemy of the undead magician, a light spell. This weak light spell did not last long, but it affected Du Wei.
It's enough.
He calmly took out the crystal ball and greedily absorbed a large amount of the undead energy. In this way, an eighth-level necromancer, who has cultivated the undead energy for a lifetime, will lose 40% to 50% of the undead energy.
It fell into Du Wei's pocket.
Seeing that the black crystal ball in his hand was absorbing more and more, the bright black color was almost emitting light. Du Wei sighed and thought to himself: After all, this crystal ball is still a bit low-grade, but it's a pity that Tata
Yaluo's crystal ball was a good thing, but he crushed it...
"Have you made enough this time?"
Semel beside him said with a mocking smile.
Du Wei said seriously: "Look, if such a large area of necromantic energy spreads, I don't know how many innocent people in the city will suffer. If I put it away, it will also benefit one party."
Semel sneered: "You'd better think about how to deal with that dragon."
When Du Wei put away the crystal ball, although there was still a lot of undead energy left in the air, the level had been greatly weakened, and as it spread, the harm was minimal.
From the far hunting camp in the suburbs, the sound of horse hooves could already be heard. On Watt City, after the earth-shattering movement just now, large numbers of heavily armed northwest troops had already boarded the city tower, fully armed with bows, arrows, swords and guns.
Even the city gates were tightly closed.
The golden dragon standing not far from the city is undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention!
Dragon! It’s actually a real dragon!
Thousands of northwest troops on the city wall looked at this behemoth with awe! On Roland Continent, there has been no trace of the Dragon Clan for a long, long time! Even the traces of the Dragon Clan can only be found by tracing back to some ancient legends.
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But now, a real giant dragon is lying on the edge of the city, under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes!
Many officers were also frightened. After all, when facing such a huge monster, the insignificance and fragility of human beings are undoubtedly exposed, and even lower creatures have an almost instinctive fear when facing higher creatures. It really makes people lose a lot of courage in their hearts.
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Although the officers vigorously shouted to the soldiers to pick up their weapons and even aim their bows and arrows at the golden dragon, judging from the nervous expressions on the soldiers' faces, they probably didn't have much desire to fight at the moment.
The golden dragon didn't seem to pay attention to the Northwest Army at the top of the city. After its huge body fell to the ground, it raised its head high, almost parallel to the city wall, and looked down at Du Wei in the distance.
.Its sound is like thunder.
"The former Duwei Luolin, the Duwei who brought humiliation to our dragon clan! The current Duwei Rudolph, Duke Tulip, Roland Magician...right?"
Du Wei shrugged his shoulders. Facing this terrifying creature, he shook his head and smiled: "You are wrong. I have not brought any humiliation to your dragon clan. Back then, your father, that old guy, lost a bet with me.
Yes. It just deserves it."
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" The dragon roared disdainfully: "Father said you are very cunning. But in front of me, no matter how many extravagant lies you can tell with your mouth, it is useless! I will twist your head off.
Brain.”
"Oh? Really?" Du Wei laughed mockingly: "Then why did you wait until today to show up? You must have been here a long time ago."
"Because courage does not mean recklessness." The dragon seemed to be very good at making excuses for himself: "You were very successful tonight. You took advantage of my anger and drew me out... But you think I can't kill you this way?
Are you dead?" Its head lowered little by little. Its huge eyes stared at Du Wei: "Listen carefully... I just followed my father's instructions and didn't want to create too many troubles in your human world.
Massacre! Otherwise, even if you hide in your imperial capital, I can still kill you! Now, these human armies in this city can't stop me at all! If you want to rely on them to protect you, then
Your calculations have failed!"
Du Wei's smile remained unabated: "I heard that dragons are very proud creatures. You must not bother to do something that is not in line with your status, such as a secret assassination. Right?"
"Of course!" the golden dragon shouted proudly: "I can give you a fair duel opportunity. But there is only one chance... I heard that you are a good magician. But you should understand that human magicians cannot fight
Our dragon clan is competing! The undead magician just now is your role model."
Du Wei looked at himself and smiled as if he was surprised: "Who said I want to fight you by myself? God...although I am a magician...but I am just a magic pharmacist. My level is higher than just now
That great magician is much lower!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hussein was already galloping over on the road behind him. The paladin did not ride a horse, but his figure was still like a shooting star. He bounced on the ground and easily jumped more than ten meters.
After several ups and downs, he had already arrived at Du Wei's side.
"Is everything done well?" Du Wei glanced at Hussein.
"All the 'prey' have been handed over to the camp." Hussein answered calmly, but the next sentence still revealed the paladin's dissatisfaction: "You are taking too many risks."
"The greater the risk, the greater the profit." Du Wei smiled and patted his clothes calmly. Tonight's harvest is indeed satisfactory. The only thing to worry about now is the next drama. Can it be done?
Proceeded according to my plan.
Hussein had already turned his attention to the golden dragon and said in a deep voice: "Let me deal with him... I will entangle it first, and then we will go as far as possible and drag it to a place where there is no one. You can take that
The monster is summoned..."
"No, no, no." Du Wei immediately shook his head: "Listen to me, brother, you will definitely not be the one taking the lead today."
The golden dragon looked arrogantly at Du Wei and Hussein talking in a low voice. It finally became impatient: "Have you discussed it? Who will fight me? Du Wei, no matter what, you only have one chance, and
I will definitely take your head back!"
"Uh... Dear Mr. Golden Dragon, we have already discussed it." Du Wei's tone did not sound like he was talking to an enemy of life and death, but as relaxed as toasting at a banquet: "What is the result of our discussion?
...I regret to find that neither I nor my men seem to be your opponents..."
The golden dragon was startled: "Oh? Have you decided to give up voluntarily? Then I will risk your life."
"No, no, no... I think you must have misunderstood." Du Wei shook his head repeatedly and looked at the golden dragon with disdain: "In our human habits, even if we encounter a strong enemy that we cannot match, we will definitely be very weak.
Few people are willing to take the initiative to give up the chance of survival. And at this time...according to the habits of most human beings, we usually have a choice..."
"What?" The giant dragon couldn't help but ask.
A strange smile appeared on Du Wei's face, and then he took a deep breath, faced the thousands of northwest troops on the city wall, then summoned all his strength and howled loudly at the top of his lungs.
Hearing the content of his shouting, Hussein immediately looked strange, as if he had been whipped hard on the face! The proud paladin almost couldn't help but grab Du Wei's neck!
Because the content of Du Wei’s shout was:
“Help!!!!”
"Stop!! Don't hurt the Duke!!" A shout came from a distance, and then a black figure rushed in front of him, and he saw a slender knight, covered in black armor, holding a spear in his hand
, with a slender sword at his waist, his long hair thick and curly, and an iron face on his face. The exposed lips under the iron face were tightly pursed, showing the owner's nervousness and determination.
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Sebastian finally appeared as Du Wei expected. The major general raised his spear, pointed at the golden dragon in the distance, and shouted: "No matter where you are from... Dear Dragon Clan Lord, I want to
If you want to kill our distinguished guest on the territory of the Northwest Army, please ask me about the spear and sword in my hand first!"
After speaking, Sebastian shouted to the city wall: "Pass the general's order to protect the Duke! Everyone is here, and the archers are ready!!"
Although he drank like this, Sebastian was extremely conflicted and nervous in his heart. He gritted his teeth secretly: I hope my father's decision is right!
Du Wei smiled leisurely and tried his best to endure it, and finally stopped whistling.