Verahir and the sharp claws of the fog dragon were in the middle of a fierce battle, suddenly, all the claws in front of her stopped moving, and after a short pause, those claws that exuded a dangerous aura quickly withdrew, and in front of Verahir, now only the three pairs of compound eyes of the fog dragon Arnor Lund were flashing with a faint green glow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the huge and terrifying mouth, a thunderstorm is brewing, gray and black clouds condense, among them, bright lightning bursts out from time to time dazzling light, although through the dense branches and leaves of the World Tree Buds, you can glimpse the clear sky, but at this moment, the battlefield is filled with an atmosphere of an approaching storm.

Legend has it that the Dragon of Mist is the son of Eldridge, the dragon who rules storms and magic, and after the fall of his father, he has been between the elemental realm and the main material plane, and it has inherited the power to control storms, and can even affect the weather within a certain range, and the dense fog covering its whole body is actually just a discrete cumulonimbus cloud, once it gathers, it can become the master of storm and magic in a short time, at that time, the dragon of fog, Arnolrond, will wreak havoc, destroy everything, until its anger subsides, but at that time, The world may have been in ruins.

"Are you coming......

Verahir immediately gathered towards the crowd, and Cang Yan drew a long trajectory behind her, incinerating several lone fog demons.

"Prepare to dodge!"

Shiloh saw the fog dragon raise his head slightly, knowing that in another ten seconds the terrifying thunder would descend on the land, he raised his right hand and motioned for the large army to dodge to the west.

The well-trained soldiers of Astel couldn't help but say something, and immediately retreated, contrary to the players who coveted output in the past game, Shiloh nodded slightly, and he and Princess Elipels began to move.

"Wait, help me get rid of these guys!"

At this moment, Gerson was unable to evacuate in time, and he was engaged in a battle with three fog demons, and the monsters blocked his way, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Boss!"

Haas hurriedly plucked the strings and played a chord.

Shiloh, who had played the bard for a long time in his previous life, immediately saw that this was a prelude to his preparation for a big move. Unlike the general spellcasting class, in addition to consuming mana, the bard also accumulates notes when playing music, and some special skills need to consume notes to cast, as for the chord, this skill is a strategic skill that can be sung for a few minutes, but can instantly produce four notes.

The stirring music sounded, the pale yellow world strings danced as if they resonated with the music, the magic woven strings stirred up a little ripple, and then, the vibration of space spread out from point to point, and finally spread to Gerson's side.

The Bard's strongest attack in the early stage requires the area damage skill that consumes all seven notes, Rhapsody.

Seeing that the constantly attacking fog demon had no time to defend against this wave of attacks, the pale yellow shockwave caused it to collapse as soon as it touched the atomized monster, although the caster itself was not strong enough to kill it directly, but these gaps created time for Gerson to escape.

"Thanks!"

An axe slashed at the Fog Demon, who was in a state of confusion due to the impact, and Gerson leaned down from under it, and struck again, knocking it down, colliding with several other Fog Demons, unable to pursue it for a while.

At this time, the thunderstorm also spewed out from the mouth of the fog dragon Arnoll Lund.

The thunder that resounded throughout the forest shook Gerson's eardrums, he just escaped from the range of the lightning strike, and there seemed to be a wall behind him pushing him forward, he felt the hairs behind him stand upside down, and a tingling sensation spread in his spine, followed by the pain of being cut by the gravel, and then the scorching wind whistling in his ears, Gerson was hit by the **** out of a few meters, and the whole person fell on the snow-covered grass, fortunately, the cold snow on the ground made him suddenly feel excited, and he did not pass out directly.

Gerson felt as if his ears were deaf, and he saw Petra next to him as if she was talking loudly to him, but he could only see his lips moving, and the sound could not reach Gerson's ears.

The beep filled Gerson's ears, making him nauseous, he struggled to his feet, as if his legs were not his own, the numbness spread between his skin, Gerson raised his hand, and looked at his palm with some strangeness, the palm stained by dirt and snow, and there seemed to be a little electric light flowing.

Someone tapped Gerson on the shoulder, but he didn't realize it, until his arm was grabbed, he turned his head sharply and realized that it was Haas, and the bard's words could not reach Gerson's head, and the world seemed dreamlike and unreal to Gerson now.

It wasn't until the second blast of thunder that Gerson came back to his senses from the sense of alienation, and he felt that everything was in his ears in an instant, the shouts of the soldiers, the thunder and explosions, the calls of his men, the low roar of the fog dragon, all the sounds echoed in his ears, it was a different experience from the monotonous buzz of the previous one, which made Gerson unconscious.

A wave of nausea welled up in his throat, mixed with the smell of stomach acid and blood, and Gerson spat as he recovered from his previous uncomfortable state.

"Over here, Boss!"

Gragging Gerson's arm, Haas ran towards where Shiloh was, he looked back behind him, the dozen or so fog demons that the thunder directly hit had already been torn apart, and the remaining other fog demons also disintegrated and disappeared in the wind, Haas looked up, he saw that the thick tentacles of the fog dragon were falling into a frenzy, and even the earth trembled.

"Looks like this guy has finally seen the power of humans......"

Gerson loosened his right hand gripping the axe, sweat soaking the sturdy wooden handle, and he had just recovered from the afterglow of the lightning explosion, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously leaked a smile at the sight of the dragon of fog in great pain.

"Everyone try to gather together to act, so that the attack of the tentacles will be relatively concentrated, you can control the number of thunderclouds on the scene, and take advantage of the gap when the tentacles land to attack, remember, don't be greedy for output!"

Death can be said to be one of the golden rules of the game "Rainbow Verse", and it is no exception in the case of the fog dragon Arnoll Lund, for the melee class, the time to attack Arnoll Lund is exactly when the opponent attacks, when those fog-woven claws attack one of the team members and fall to the ground, the melee class group attack, this is the standard play of the second phase of the fog dragon.

It's a pity that the Fog Dragon doesn't have a hard mode, and it doesn't seem to be triggered now, so Shiloh is a little inexplicable regret while rejoicing, but being alive is king, and in this world that can't be resurrected, he doesn't want to encounter battles that require his life so often.

"Mr. Shiloh, why do you feel that the Mist Dragon is a little weird?"

While Shiloh was nervously watching the scene, Princess Elyfils, who was beside him, tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"What...... How could it be!? ”

Following the fingers of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Shiloh saw that the fog dragon seemed to have undergone a strange change that he had never seen before.