The battle between the player and the mercenaries continues, and the battle between the black dragon Merrell and a dozen silver mercenaries is gradually heating up......

At every turn, players and mercenaries are killed, blood is spilled all over the ground, corpses disappear or are scattered in the wind, and Merrell is besieged by many people.

Of course, the dozen or so silver mercenaries besieging Myrell didn't have much of an advantage.

They found that this underage black dragon was much stronger than they had imagined.

Even if thirteen people besieged together and used the magic of the six rings to control each other in advance, there were still two silver professionals with slightly inferior strength who accidentally died under the opponent's claws and dragon breath.

The battle between the Black Dragon and the Silver Mercenaries gradually stalemate, but the battle of the ordinary mercenaries became more and more difficult with another unexpected incident.

I saw that the shooter and mage area where the mercenary camp was protected by layers, suddenly hundreds of mercenaries drew their weapons and backhanded those long-range mercenaries who focused all their energy on dealing with peripheral enemies.

It was the first test player who disguised himself as a mercenary and infiltrated the mercenary group.

As the war continues, they have gradually moved to the side of the mages and marksmen who are the least defensively and vigilantly guarded among the mercenaries.

In the eyes of the other mercenaries who were either angry or puzzled, these powerful first-test players jumped back one after another, laughing and giving the mercenary group a center to blossom......

With the attack of the first test player, the situation on the entire battlefield became more chaotic, with the players on the periphery cheering and the mercenaries faintly showing signs of collapse.

The fierce battle became more and more fierce, and the ground had long been stained with blood, and what everyone didn't notice was that the blood that had been spilled on the ground seemed to be pulled by some inexplicable force and began to move on its own along a certain trajectory.

A huge and complex magic array was formed at the bottom of the battlefield.

And at the moment when the magic circle was formed, dozens of "mages of the border boys" hidden in the mercenaries took out a dagger from their arms at the same time and decisively stabbed them into their hearts.

The mercenaries around them were stunned by their sudden suicide.

Then, to their horror, they found that streams of black blood began to spurt out of the chests of these suicidal mages.

The bodies of these mages, like ice and snow from flames, melted in an instant and turned into a puddle of black sludge that emitted a foul smell.

The sludge quickly merged with the circle on the ground, and the quiet circle bloomed with a deep glow, emitting a trace of black mist.

An aura of evil chaos began to spread on the battlefield.

The battlering mercenaries felt their bodies sink as if something was tugging at their legs.

They subconsciously lowered their heads, and then they were horrified to find that black arms came out of the ground, grabbed their bodies, and emitted an evil and dark power, constantly eroding into their bodies......

With the erosion, these mercenaries were shocked to find that their bodies began to swell, growing layers of black hideous scales.

Players have also been corrupted by this strange power.

However, these black arms can only grasp the players' bodies, and cannot invade their flesh.

But even so, players were taken aback by the sudden change:

"! Such a thing? I was startled when I lowered my head! ”

"Shadows? Shadow monsters? This thing is tugging at my legs! ”

"Chop them down!"

The weapons redeemed in the mall seem to have an unexpected lethality to this strange arm.

It didn't take much effort for players to clean up these weird black hands that were pestering them.

However, almost all the mercenaries in the center of the huge circle began to mutate in the direction of the monsters.

With the erosion of black energy, most of them have lost their minds and let out a beastly roar.

At this time, the first test players finally recognized the changes in the mercenaries:

"Not good! They're mutating towards the Desperate Scuts! ”

"Can't let them change! Kill them! ”

The dozen or so silver mercenaries who fought against the black dragon also noticed the changes on the battlefield.

Watching the mercenaries continue to be eroded by strange forces and turn into monsters, they were shocked and angry.

However, they soon stopped paying attention to others.

Because they were horrified to find that their bodies had also begun to be eroded by that black ability.

And at this time, the mercenaries who first began to mutate have finally turned into complete monsters.

The hideous black armor and iconic dragon tail are exactly the same desperate scale monsters that players have ever encountered!

It's just that, after turning into a Desperate Scale Monster, the mutation of their bodies has not ended, but continues to swell.

And as they expanded, countless cracks cracked on their bodies, and streams of black mist continued to spread from them......

Eventually, they finally reached their limit, and with a howl of pain, their bodies exploded into puddles of sludge surrounded by black mist.

And these sludges, as if they had life, instantly rushed towards the black dragon Merrell, which was controlled by the devil vine.

Merrell has also been eroded by that strange power.

At this moment, although its body did not undergo any abnormalities, its gaze gradually became empty and dull.

Almost without resistance, it was enveloped in the strange sludge that poured in.

"Got you."

In a hidden space, an old voice sounded slowly, with a hint of self-satisfaction.

Then, I saw a strong spatial fluctuation suddenly surging on Meriel's body.

In a deep light, its massive body suddenly became illusory, distorted, and faded away......

This is teleportation.

It's not magic, it's teleportation that belongs exclusively to mythical creatures.

Every existence that steps into the myth can spend divine power on the plane it is in, and teleport where its own power can reach.

It's just that this time it's not Eve who is teleporting, but the dragon of despair, Nidhogg.

Using mercenaries to hunt black dragons or something is fake.

His true purpose was to take advantage of the chaos to infiltrate the battlefield with his power, and to capture and teleport the black dragon back to his place.

You don't need to show yourself, and you don't need to show yourself.

No matter who the other party is, no matter what kind of trap the other party has laid down, Nidhogg will not step into it.

All you need to do is get your target back.

Nidhogg believed that no one knew He could do such a teleportation.

Because this teleportation is actually easily interrupted by other mythological beings, they can easily prevent such teleportation within the sphere of influence of other mythological beings.

However, having mastered the power of the Abyss, Nidhogg has a way to use the power of the Abyss to simulate the divine realm from a distance, temporarily isolating the power of other true gods.

The huge magic circle on the ground just now was the one he used to simulate the Divine Domain.

Therefore, no matter who the other party is, in the divine domain he simulated, there is no way to stop him from teleporting the black dragon away.

Of course, this kind of divine domain is fake, and it can be easily cracked for a mythical existence.

However, Nidhogg seized on this time difference.

He succeeded.

Merrell's figure vanished, and the circle on the ground collapsed, leaving only a group of mutated mercenaries and players to continue fighting.

And somewhere in the Maple Leaf Collar, in a hidden underground ruins.

An illusory dragon-like figure entrenched in the deepest part of the ruins.

Suddenly, a deep light flashed in front of him, and a young black dragon with wounds all over his body appeared.

It's Merrell.

Looking at the black dragon that appeared in front of him, the illusory dragon face of the dragon-shaped phantom faintly appeared a little smug and happy.

He stretched out his illusory dragon claws and grabbed at Myrell.

And the moment he was about to catch the other party, Myrell's dull gaze suddenly became smart.

I saw that its pair of scarlet vertical pupils turned into a pair of magnificent purple eyes, and instantly looked at the illusory dragon-shaped phantom.

"Got you."

An ethereal female voice resounded in the ruins.

The dragon-shaped phantom's smile froze on his face.