A black point of light gradually appeared in the distant sky, approaching the direction of Dawn City at a rapid pace, the black dot got closer and closer, gradually revealing a human figure, and at the same time, a sharp whisper pierced everyone's eardrums.

"Gaga, I can't imagine that those mediocre nobles of the Kingdom of Crane would suddenly attach so much importance to a small city on the border, and sent heavy troops to take the lead, it seems that I have to reacquaint myself with those old and mediocre nobles of the Kingdom of Crane."

Zeng Jun, who has read countless martial arts novels, wonders if this visitor has used the long-lost thousand-mile sound transmission technique in the rivers and lakes, but the voice of the person has not yet heard it but has already echoed so vividly in his ears, as if someone was talking loudly into his ears.

With such an arrogant way of appearing, needless to say, it must be the disappointment oath of the lord of Ox B in Hantan City-Zokla.

After a while, the comer had already flown over Dawn City, Zeng Jun looked up, and the one hovering in the air was indeed the second largest of the five city lords of the Undead Empire, the city lord of Hantan City, Zokla.

[Death Oath - Zokla] (God-level Boss) Qi and Blood: ???

Attack:???

Defense:???

Level: 220Skill: ???

Introduction: Death Oath - Zokla, once the most famous general of the Whitereal Kingdom, it was he who led the kingdom's army to lay down the great territory of the Whitereal Kingdom, and later, the Whitereal Kingdom was destroyed in the attack of the army of the undead, Zokla has not known where to go, no one knows what happened in the middle, and when he heard the name Zokra again, he was already the lord of the Undead Empire's Hantan City.

Seeing this introduction, Zeng Jun could vaguely guess why Zokla was so unkind to the nobility of the Klan Kingdom when he appeared, probably Zokla was one of the people in the world who knew the real reason behind the fall of the Waitrell Kingdom and the mysterious rise of the Klan Kingdom.

The 220-level god-level BOSS, these are not the key, the key is that according to the introduction, Zeng Jun understands that Dao Zuokra is a figure from the same period as his mentor Cassie Sword Master.

God-level bosses are also divided into three, six, and nine, Zeng Jun knew that the so-called god-level bosses he could kill before could only barely be counted as some ninth-class goods, and this Zokla in front of him was definitely above the third rank.

Zeng Jun didn't know how strong Zokla's strength was, but as a disciple of the Cassie Sword Saint, Zeng Jun knew how strong the Cassie Sword Saint was, even if he could upgrade to the Sword Saint one day, Zeng Jun didn't think that he would have the ability to challenge his mentor for a while, so in this way, in front of a big guy like Zokla, he was probably just a little ant.

Zokla's gaze swept over the people on the city wall, and in front of the powerful Zokla, Zeng Jun did not let his air horsemen take off to meet the enemy, nor did he let the NPC Pegasus knights stop him from above, but let everyone stay quietly in the city.

Zokla's gaze stayed on Zeng Jun for a moment, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, I didn't expect that the current city lord of Naiyou City turned out to be the newborn duke of the Klan Kingdom, I thought that the nobles of the Klan Kingdom suddenly changed their sexes and began to pity the lives of those ordinary people, it turned out that it was to protect the interests of the noble class." ”

The white Pegasus neighed, Zeng Jun turned over and flew up, hovering in front of Zokla, Zeng Jun stared at Zokla quietly with his eyes and said: "You are wrong, what I did together is not to protect my own interests, but to protect the home we rely on for survival, you demons who wantonly trample on life, will never understand the true meaning of the word 'home'." ”

Zokla looked at Zeng Jun with a hint of ridicule in his words: "The true meaning of home, are you sure you really understand?" Young duke, do you dare to say that this nobility of yours was not earned by trampling on the lives of others? ”

Facing the fierce light coming out of the two burning red soul flames in Zokla's hollow eyes, Zeng Jun felt as if he was being forced to look at by a stern division commander, and his whole body trembled, and at that moment he remembered Caroline, the heroine princess of the Cherry Blossom City.

At least Caroline and her Pegasus Knights were the stepping stones to her ascension to the ducal title in that war, and although she had a reason to conquer Sakura City, Caroline was innocent after all, and all she did was to defend her homeland.

In a trance, Zeng Jun felt that he couldn't distinguish between reality and virtuality, and it was definitely not a comfortable thing to face the torture of a strong man based on moral sleep, especially when he couldn't distinguish between showing virtuality.

"I led my troops to conquer Sakura City for a reason I had to do it, at least I didn't hurt the civilians." Zeng Jun replied.

He didn't know why he was saying this to a boss who was going to deal with him, and he couldn't help himself at the time.

"I have to do it, haha, hahaha!" Zokla laughed wildly, laughed for a while, and suddenly looked at Zeng Jun again and said, "Do you know that I also have a reason why I have to destroy the Crane Kingdom with my own hands? ”

"I know." Zeng Jun bowed his head in shame like a child who had done something wrong when faced with the scolding of adults.

That's right, Zeng Jun knows the reason, after discovering the dense period that should have been drowned in the dust of history a long time ago, he once hesitated, and later for the benefit of China, he had to bury this dense in his heart.

However, Zokla did not know that he knew.

"No, you don't know, you, a newborn nobleman, a newborn nobleman who climbed up as a lowly adventurer stepping on countless dry bones, you will never know that those of your ancestors, the founders of the Kingdom of Kran, what they did at that time were ten thousand times more evil than the things you had done, and ten thousand times more cruel than what I was going to do next." Zokla snarled.

"No, I know. Just as I don't know what happened to you, you won't know what happened to me. I can only say that every decision I make is by no means for the sake of this title on my head, but for the benefit of the people who live in this land and, ultimately, the country in which I live. ”

Zeng Jun knew that those things that were beyond the virtual, such as the interests of the server in China and the virtual taxation of the country, could not be explained to the boss in front of him, and he could only say something he could understand.

"Those ignorant people, the poor creatures who are so stupid as to regard their enemies as heroes are not worthy of pity at all, and you ......" Zokla pointed to Zeng Jun and said, "Poor people who think they are right but are actually very wrong, you all have to die, and only by throwing yourself into the arms of death as soon as possible can we help you to be liberated." ”

"Come out, filthy flying worms, and help these poor ignorant creatures to be completely liberated in the name of death." Zokla said as he looked up at the sky.

As soon as the words fell, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Those who were allowed to go said that it was not a dark cloud, but a huge black magic array, a black magic array that suddenly generated from the void.

Immediately after that, a hoarse dragon groan came out of the magic array of the black hole, and a jet-black bone dragon quickly fanned its black bone wings and rushed out of the magic circle, and two red soul fires flashed in the empty eye sockets of the bone dragon.

Second head, third head......

After a while, no less than 10,000 black bone dragons gathered behind Zokla.

[Necromantic Dragon] (Ancient Immortal Rank Quasi-BOSS) Qi and Blood: ???

Attack:???

Defense:???

Level: 210Skill: Dark Dragon's Breath, Dragon Claw Tear Introduction: A dragon from ancient times, after sleeping in the dragon tomb for thousands of years, he was suddenly awakened by the evil necromancer, and was given the will of the undead, becoming a puppet of the undead. For thousands of years, the mighty Necrosaurus has been a nightmare for all humans in the wars of the undead attacking the continent.

A trace of fear flashed in everyone's eyes, those bone dragons that were called dirty flying insects by Zokla turned out to be the quasi-bosses of the Ancient Immortal Rank, and the level reached level 210, and the attributes were not even visible to Zeng Jun.

The bone dragon hovered and flew behind Zokla, the red soul fire in his eyes kept beating, full of violent aura, but they were not in a hurry to attack the players and NPCs on the ground, they were waiting for Zokla's order.

"Take action, filthy Flying Insect Gate, and help these ignorant humans to throw themselves into the arms of death as soon as possible." Zokla said with a light wave of his hand.

A violent dragon roar resounded throughout the sky above Dawn City, and the army of black-pressed necromantic dragons rushed towards the crowd in all directions with their black bone wings.

That's right, it was a crowd of people from all directions, not only players and NPCs inside and outside Dawn City, but also players from the major guilds around Dawn City who were watching the excitement at the same time.

"I'm rubbing! Why do you want to kill us? ”

"Didn't you say that the Death Oath-Zokla was for the purpose of taking Dawn?"

"It's over, there are so many ancient immortal level quasi-bosses, how can you kill them?"

……

As the Necromantic Dragon army began to attack, the major guild players around Dawn City who had been watching the excitement immediately suffered a catastrophe.

These guilds came over not just to see the excitement, they originally hoped to have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters to see if they could be touched by God in Dawn City, so even if they watched the excitement, they also maintained the battle formation in which the knight was the second in the front warrior, and the priest dragged behind in the long-range professional drama.

Such a formation is a dead end in the face of the blows of air units.

As the necromantic dragon spewed down a mouthful of black scorching dragon breath, patches of white light lit up in the major guild camps, especially those cloth armor and leather armor professions instantly died a large number of them, and suffered heavy losses.

"Mom, where is this to come to see the lively fishing in troubled waters, this is obviously a special trip to send him to death." Players from the major guilds fled.