It is said that rumors about the Dark Dragon are all from the era of the War of the Giants and the destruction of Aetherin, but the dark history has been sunk under the abyssal sea and shattered for a long time. Now all that remains is a few words of the record after the catastrophe, as well as the description of their appearance in the "Deep Sea Long Scroll":

The four corners of the wings are as black as smoke and dust, the plague of Essorin, the fire of Venus, covering the sky and the sun, like the end of the world.

This is what the square plover sees.

The dragon flapped its wings as it landed, shaking off the black smoke that swirled above as if it were shaking off dust, revealing the gray wing below, somewhere between substance and soot. It folded its wings, its black mist-filled claws pressed against the two tables, and its head was raised to a height of six or seven meters.

An eye glowing with a golden red light, between the surging smoke, seemed to be above the skull, between the four horns. The slender horns forked forward, twice the length of a skull, black and shiny, as hideous as a skeleton.

As soon as it hit the ground, it opened its massive mouth to reveal rows of fangs, and let out a long howl in its throat.

That's the dragon song, a scream of destruction and despair—

As if swept from the depths of the soul, people are in the end of darkness, isolated and embattled, and there is a behemoth looming in the smoke, but you can't see it, you can only see a round of golden-red giant pupils, like hot lava, blinking slowly.

It was a fear from the ancients, small and uncontrollable. Fang Yu only felt a burst of blackness in front of him, and many people screamed uncontrollably, scuring up on the ground and trembling like headless flies, trampling on each other, or losing their minds. The hall was in chaos.

Several people around him were also in a state of fear and couldn't extricate themselves. But suddenly, a soft green light bloomed from the black mist, as if it was reflected directly into the depths of people's hearts, which made people's hearts feel reassured.

Fang Plover was the first to come to his senses in this light.

Then he heard a low shout, it was the voice of Momiji, reminding them, "Look at it! ”

Fang Yu raised his head and was shocked to see that the hideous and terrifying dragon horns hanging above the dome were gradually turning into black smoke and dust, rolling down. The smoke washed over the torso of the dragon below, causing its dark gray scales to materialize, and the surface refracted a steel mirror-like sheen.

He took a look at the dragon's level through the system, and it was ??? in the window , I don't know if his level is too low, or if the other party is a boss-level creature.

And in the surrounding mist, monsters were born. They were human-shaped, but had reptilian faces, horns and scales on their heads, sharp claws, and wingless tails behind them.

These monsters are pouring in from all directions.

One of the dragonmen quickly climbed onto the table and ran in this direction, leaping halfway through and swooping down on the plover with its arms outstretched.

An exclamation came from behind Fang Yuan.

The cry of fear forced him to stay where he was, it was Kita's voice, and if he got out of the way, the trainee would surely die.

But suddenly, a half-human-tall structure slammed through the fog and scurried into the dracon on all fours, sending it flying away and falling back into the black smoke.

Walker III.

Fang Yu turned his head and saw Liyue put down her gloves. The young man held the pale Wu Di with his other hand, and said angrily, "What are you doing in a daze? ”

"You're hurt?" Momiji looked at the latter, who was pale. Although the relationship between the few people present was not harmonious, she also understood that now was obviously not a good time to maintain prejudices.

"I'm not in the way," Wu Di shook his head, and then straightened up: "I was just bumped by someone, what happened just now." ”

A few people turned around, only to see that the pendant on Attila's chest was shining before, in the shape of a leaf, lying flat on her chest, emitting a glowing green light.

The elven girl picked it up, and everyone saw that it was Amea's emblem.

"Nature's Holy Emblem, are you a believer in the goddess of the forest?" Momiji was a little unexpected. "And what is this light ......?"

"It's the goddess who warns us," Attila whispered, her voice soft, as if there was a calming power, "It's a creature of darkness." ”

"No, it's just a remnant." Wu Di looked in that direction.

The crowd followed his gaze.

The dragon was in the middle of the hall—

But it didn't seem to make any further move, instead crouched down, covered its wings, and continued to be baptized by black soot. The huge dragon horns hanging above its head are about half left.

"Dark Dragon...... Didn't you say that the last dark dragon had died in the Dead Swamp? Hu Di asked in a low voice. Fang Yu couldn't help but be speechless when he saw this guy hiding under the table with the Paparal, God knows how scared these two were.

"That's not really the Dark Dragon, it's just its remnant...... Maybe it has something to do with the dragon horn," Wu Di replied, "Someone triggered the dragon horn mission." ”

At this time, Kita finally recovered under the comfort of Sky Blue, but her little face was still pale, and she lifted the huge spectacle lenses, and said softly: "Don't forget the enemy who has passed away—"

"This is the dragon slayer's proverb," Momiji said, "but our knights have also studied the dragon horn, and every time we meet that old man from Shayak, he usually doesn't let people get close to the dragon horn easily, how is this triggered?" ”

"Mazak and Mr. Shayek disappeared before the start of the race, and I saw them leave the hall." Tianlan replied.

"Damn, it's really unreliable," the boy scolded angrily as he controlled his walker to fight the dragonman, "You'd better make a decision quickly, and help me by the way." ”

In the black fog, the dragonmen are attacking everyone in the hall, and the travelers are fainting, dying, and fleeing. And the adventurers fought with these monsters, and the hall that had been brightly lit a moment ago was now a chaotic battlefield.

More than a dozen dwarven guards poured in from the gate, but they couldn't get close to this direction for a while, but they couldn't get close to this direction for a while.

Two more dragonmen burst out of the mist and lunged at several of them, but were stopped by Liyue's walkers.

It's just that the level of the dragonman is not low, at least above level ten, and the latter is obviously difficult to defeat one against two.

Wu Di nodded, put on the control gloves, and with a flick of his hand, his dreadnought burst out of the mist and joined the battle. In a short time, he pierced the head of one of the dragonmen with a punch.

I saw the iron fist pass through the skull, and the dragonman turned into a mist in the sky, and returned to the black smoke and dust.

But in just a few moments, more monsters spawned from the smoke.

"Can't kill it completely?" Momiji frowned when he saw this. "What should I do?"

Only Fang Yu didn't feel scared at all, but was a little eager to try, and said to the others: "It doesn't seem that its strength has fully recovered, can we ——? ”

"Are you crazy?" Momiji and Ryagitsuki interrupted him in unison. The latter looked at him like a retarded person.

"No, Brother Char!" Tianlan also hurriedly said.

"That's the leader creature," Wu Di shook his head and explained, "It's lying there for us to fight, and we're afraid it will be difficult for us to break through its defenses." ”

"Last time, our guild went to hunt a leader-level dragon, and we went to four regiments, and only one regiment could still maintain a complete formation after the fight, and that was still a secondary dragon species." Momiji nodded as well.

Everyone looked at Fang Yu after hearing this.

Fang Yu looked at everyone innocently and scratched his head - what can be done about this? He didn't know how powerful the leader creature was, didn't it see that the dragon's strength had not yet recovered?

"Char is just a newcomer, he doesn't know it's normal," Attila said softly at this time, holding Ameya's emblem in her hand, and the soft green light emitted from it dispelled the darkness around her, "Anyway, let's get out of this place first." ”

Everyone nodded.

Wu Di and Hongye can be said to have relied on her holy emblem to escape the illusion, so they attach great importance to Attila's words. And since the partner has expressed his position, even if the young man has any opinions on the other party, he can only shut up at this time.

"Then go around and go to the gate?" Luo Yu asked.

"Unreliable." Momiji shook his head when he heard this. Not to mention that there are more and more dragons rushing out of the fog in front of them, just passing through that dragon makes people feel that this plan is full of uncertainty.

Fang Yu couldn't help but look behind, there was also a gate there: "Where does that passage lead to the back?" ”

"Cellar." Wu Di replied.

"Damn, isn't that waiting for death?" When Liyue heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Wait, I have a way—" At this moment, a weak voice came from under the table. When the group looked back, they realized that it was a Paparal crossbowman holding a table leg.

The little chubby dun raised a small short hand, looked at everyone with small black bean-like eyes, and said hesitantly: "...... I mean, there should be a passage for the materials on the kitchen side. ”

Everyone looked at each other.

"Good way," Momiji couldn't help but light up in his eyes, "There should be access to the back door of the inn." ”

"In what direction is the kitchen?" Wu Di immediately asked.

"I know I know," Parker said loudly as he slipped out from under the table, "over here, you guys come with me!" ”

"How do you know?" Momiji couldn't help but look at the little man with a little curiosity. She'd been here a few times, but she never cared where the kitchen was.

"It's a racial talent of the Paparals." The former patted his chest and replied, "There is no kitchen that the Paparals can't find." ”

"And that talent?" Momiji was also shocked.

Only Tianlan couldn't help but snort and laughed out loud when she heard it.

"Wait a minute," Wu Di stopped the others. "Since someone has triggered this dragon's horn mission, it is not necessarily safe outside the hotel at the moment, and even if it is safe, we must be prepared. Everyone first team up with each other, and then decide the division of labor for each person, so as not to cause chaos at some time. ”

As he spoke, he glanced back at the hall, and there was no emotional fluctuation in the eyes of a dead fish, as if everything under him had nothing to do with it, and only ordered Liyue: "You support it first." ”

The boy didn't answer, and only used the walker to fight and retreat to stop more dragonmen rushing up.

Then he only reminded loudly: "I can't last long, you better hurry." ”

Wu Di nodded.

Fang Yu looked at the latter with some surprise, and he didn't expect that this guy, who seemed to be indifferent to everything and a little proud, would have such a meticulous side.

And Wu Di was the first to say to Red Leaves: "Red Leaves, do you still have the ability to fight?" ”

Momiji nodded, stretched out his hand, and a blue light flashed in the void, like many pale blue squares flickering and overlapping together, and finally sketched the shape of a regular octahedron.

When all the light was gone, a new pitch-black octahedron was suspended in mid-air, slowly spinning.

Another Annihilator QV700.

Fang Yu drooled all over the place, this is a projection device, which can project inanimate matter into a real information state and store it in the system. It works exactly like a money digitization system, but it is much more expensive, costing 100,000 lissell for a standard capacity (30 kg) projection device.

At this time, Wu Di looked at him again: "What about you, Char?" ”

"Me?" Fang Lun paused for a moment before he realized that he was talking to himself: "My walker is damaged, but if you give me a little time, I can fix it." ”

Hearing this, Liuliyue, who was fighting with the dragonmen, became angry and couldn't help but scold, "You only have one flexible build? Why are you so poor, my God, are you really a combat craftsman? ”

Tianlan was about to sneer at each other unconvinced, but Wu Di had already stopped the two of them and continued to ask, "How much time do you need?" ”

Fang Yu silently estimated: "Five...... No, three minutes. ”

"Three minutes, one hundred and eighty seconds?" Momiji looked at him in shock: "You can fix your walker in three minutes, little brother, you didn't brag, did you?" ”

"I can only repair it roughly," Fang Yu also said, "There is no way to recharge." ”

"You still want to recharge?" Momiji rolled her eyes.

But the young man said angrily: "Don't say three minutes, not a minute, look at the top, the dragon horn is about to disappear completely!" ”

When everyone looked up, they realized that what Liyue had said was true, and that by this time there was less than one-fifth of the dragon's horn left.

Wu Di frowned, there was one less combat power, and it was really difficult for the three of them to protect so many people. Those dragonmen were dark creatures above level ten, so the seventh- and eighth-level Attila and the Paparal crossbowman were not considered combat effectiveness at all in his opinion.

He had a spare build, but that wasn't what Fang Ou's level could use—

Wu Di thought for a while, and was about to let Fang Yu go to the back to protect the three trainees, he thought that the other party and Atira should still have this ability, at least they could share some of the pressure.

But at this moment, a somewhat light voice came from the side:

"Mr. Char can use my outfit—"

Fang Yu looked back in amazement.

The blonde girl stepped out of the mist at some point, like a delicate person out of a fairy tale, and stunned the others. But the tall maid still followed her without saying a word, watching everyone warily.

Sylvid carried the huge suitcase in both hands and placed it in front of several people with a thud.

With just a soft tap of her snow-white gloved hand on the suitcase, there was a soft 'click', and seven or eight gold-leafed locks popped open at the same time. The aristocratic crest of the box slowly recessed inward, and the inscription on it, 'Time passes like water, wisdom grows with each passing day', a heavy light flashed on the gilded banner.

Then the mouth of the suitcase cracked open with a 'click', revealing the contents of the suitcase.

It was a fairy-like doll sleeping between thorns and rose decorations.

In other words, flexible construction.

"Ahh

"Fairy Build!?"

……