In Renault's consciousness, a string of characters glowing with golden light appeared - the Jedi counterattack, an upgraded version of the blocking skill. In the block, turn the enemy's attack Liliang into your own body to counterattack, and the damage is the sum of the enemy's damage and your own damage. The CD time is long, depending on the enemy's damage index, and the minimum limit is 2 minutes.

A powerful counterattack skill, which belongs to the more you fight, the more courageous you are.

The head hammer of the Corpse King Rex is a super heavy blow that pours all his strength, and with Renault's full attribute Liliang, the cumulative destructive power has surpassed the limit of the level, so that it can easily tear apart the terrifying defensive skull of the Corpse King Rex and hit the fatal point - the head.

The wailing corpse dragon completely lost the reserve that the dragon should have, leaning forward and swinging the injured dragon head, blood continued to gush out and spray, a minute later, the long and narrow corridor became a blood-colored hell, everywhere you can see the blood stains that have not dried, and the potholes are even more eye-catching small blood pools.

Renault was not having a good time, the sequelae of the Jedi counterattack gradually became clear, and his hands seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that he couldn't lift his hands at all. And his body was even more prostration, leaning against the wall of light, leaving only gasping for breath, more tired than running a marathon. Only his eyes still flashed with a resolute look, although his eyes were half-drooping, his eyes were always locked on the Corpse King Dragon's every move.

Now is a good opportunity to attack, but Renault doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand. The Jedi Counterattack is a double-edged sword, and while inflicting heavy losses on opponents, the negative aspects of overloading are unimaginable. The sensation in his hands faded, followed by uncontrollable tremors.

Is this the price of using the Jedi Strike Back? Renault laughed self-deprecatingly. Unexpectedly, he comprehended new exclusive skills in the line of life and death.

The HP of the Corpse King Dragon has been drastically reduced under this skill, and the HP has plummeted from more than 15,000 to 11,000 before, and the damage value is as high as more than 4,000 HP, which is amazing.

One more time can solve it!

But Renault smiled bitterly, now he didn't even have the strength to make another Jedi counterattack.

Is it already the limit? Renault thought resentfully as he tried to pull out his two-handed greatsword stuck in the ground. As soon as the fingertips touched the long metal hilt, there was a tingling sensation. It seems that the side effects of the Jedi counterattack are more severe than expected, most likely because the nervous system in the hand is completely broken under the heavy blow and shock.

It's no wonder that the principle of the Jedi Counterattack is that the player uses a two-handed sword and arm to take on all of the enemy's liliang at the moment of blocking the enemy's attack, and then counterattacks the enemy at a speed that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It can be said that the arm has endured the double liliang of friend and foe, and the strength of this bone liliang is directly like cutting through cheese, easily breaking through the tough leather and incomparably hard skull of the corpse king rex.

The Corpse King stopped struggling after three minutes and looked at Renault again, his eyes full of anger and resentment. Renault caught a subtle hint of fear in its eyes. It seems that it is also a monster with intelligence, so if it bursts out soul fragments, it must be worth more than the Violent Rabbit Lord and the Vampire Lord.

From the battle, Renault discovers that the more powerful and intelligent the monster, the more likely it is to burst soul fragments. At present, they seem to have one thing in common, that is, they have a certain emotional color, which is fundamentally different from monsters that are purely created by computer systems.

What if there are soul fragments, Renault secretly scolded himself, whether he can survive or not is a question, how can he still be in the mood to consider the quality of the loot.

Blood flowed down from the terrifying wound on his forehead like a rushing river, making the Corpse King Dragon's already ugly face even more hideous. In the Corpse King's lantern-sized eyeballs, the flickering sparks had turned into a volcano about to erupt in the blink of an eye. The self-esteemed dragon powerhouse had never suffered such a great humiliation, and no matter what, he never thought that he would be seriously injured by this humble human in front of him. The dignity of the dragon clan that remains in the body of the corpse king dragon is inviolable, and the blood that continues to flow is like an indelible humiliation, constantly reminding it and whipping it. Finally, the roar of anger echoed throughout the corridor space again, and the sound bounced back and forth on the wall of light, constantly raging Renault's eardrums.

Controlled by the Anger of the Corpse King Dragon, ignoring the unhealed wounds, the black scale armor attached to the thick neck stood up one after another, and a qualitative darkness slowly expanded from the large open dragon's mouth until it filled the entire huge mouth. Zuihou, the darkness turned into a storm of death and corrosive power, and shot out towards Renault.

After seeing the corrosive saliva of the corpse king dragon**, how dare Renault slacken. Seeing that a large area of turbid black liquid enveloped the space within a radius of ten meters around him, Renault, who had no way to dodge, had to use a little physical strength that was not easy to recover, and raised the giant sword with great difficulty to block his face, as for the flaws under his body, he could no longer take care of it.

Traces of green smoke rose from the wide blade, and the greatsword washed by dragon's blood became extremely strong, rigid and counteracting the corrosion of the black liquid. The armor on the body is not lucky, and the low-quality ones are directly eroded into deep holes, and melt the intimate clothing, blending with the skin. Renaud frowned, the pain of his heart making him grit his teeth and endure it. Fortunately, the epic leather armor that protects most of the body is very resistant to corrosive damage, and only a few pungent wisps of green smoke will no longer change.

But the attacks didn't stop there.

The sprayed black liquid was also mixed with countless white bones, and the bones of various parts fell quietly to the ground along with the black liquid. A faint black mist soon filled the air, and Renault could tell at a glance that it was the breath of death.

Death's aura is inherently inherently damaging to all signs of life, but to Renault, its modest power is insignificant. But the bones soaked in black liquid trembled under the breath of death. With a roar from the Corpse King Dragon, the bones everywhere moved and linked on their own, forming a skeleton of different styles.

It's low-level magic, the summoning of the dead.

The skeleton constituted more than a hundred skeleton soldiers, among which there were also several beast-type skeletons, which should be low-level beasts such as wild boars and leopards.

Renault was a little puzzled, how could it be that he had worked so hard to summon just useless low-level skeletons? In his current state, he can still destroy all skeletons. They are too low-level, and they seem to be quite a few in number, but in fact, they are not enough to be feared by the number of skeleton soldiers. Moreover, in such a narrow space as the corridor, it is impossible to give full play to the advantage of quantity.

Renault didn't know how lucky he was! What the Corpse King Dragon used just now was not a low-level summoning technique, but a high-level magic, the Corpse King Summoning. The tongue of the Corpse King Dragon has the special ability to communicate with other dimensions, and as long as a certain amount of magic power is consumed, it can connect with the high-level undead - the Corpse King into a spatial channel, and summon them. If it weren't for the level suppression system that existed in Purgatory Mode, the Corpse King Dragon's mana value would not be enough to support this kind of high-level summoning technique, and Renault would probably be more than lucky.

The Corpse King Dragon, who was carried away by anger, forced to use the killer weapon, but exhausted his limited magic power, and his summoning level dropped from the high-level magic to the lowest level.

The Corpse King Rex was also puzzled by the summoning, its head tilted to the side of its head clumsily, its eyes rolling at the group of skeletons, and it took a long time to accept the fact that the summoning had failed, and then let out a low cry, as if to complain about the injustice of the system.

After a few minutes of standing still, Renault's physical strength was restored a lot, which still depended on the dragon's blood with a certain healing ability. At this time, his hands were no longer trembling, and his two-handed sword was not so heavy.

Renault is not afraid of the large number of low-level undead, and the real concern is the corpse king dragon that is eyeing the sidelines. God knows if it will suddenly launch a sneak attack when Renault attacks the skeleton.

However, instead of taking an offensive stance, the skeleton soldiers mechanically converged in front of the Corpse King Dragon, ignoring the rusty swords in their hand bones. It doesn't look like an undead army ready to fight.

Renault quietly leaned his back against the wall of light, in fact, his physical strength no longer needed to rely on other things to stand, just to save all the physical strength that could be saved, which had to be done. Now I wish there was more respite, the loss of HP was not very serious, it was the physical strength that was fatal, and Renault had not yet recovered from the weakness of the Jedi counterattack.

The giant jaw of the corpse king dragon slowly opened, and the flesh residue of unknown creatures on the black teeth could be clearly seen. So, his hands gripping the hilt of the sword tightened, his expression extremely serious, waiting for the impending crisis.

But then the Corpse King Dragon's actions surprised him, and the huge mouth that opened to the limit attacked the pile of skeleton soldiers, swallowing a dozen of them in one bite.

Renaud couldn't help but be stunned, wasn't the group of skeletons that he had worked so hard to summon to besiege him?

Watching the corpse king dragon chew contentedly, there was a crisp bone-splitting sound in his mouth, and a few bones that had not been swallowed were exposed from time to time at the corners of his mouth, and Renault was a little confused.

The corpse king dragon swallowed the skeletons in its mouth, and once again moved his gaze to the group of skeletons that were gathered together, and the unconscious undead did not know the tragedy they were going to face next, and stood in a daze where the corpse king dragon ordered to stand where it should stand.

The Corpse King Rex continued to devour the remaining skeletons in one gulp, each swallow like a thump in Renault's mind. This is a battlefield, it is clearly a feast, a feast of death. When the Corpse King Rex swallowed Zuihou's skeleton, Renault came to his senses, and his gaze stayed on the Corpse King Rex's just full HP.

It turned out to be a tonic, but unfortunately the secret was discovered too late, and the HP was replenished.

Unexpectedly, the corpse king dragon actually had the talent to devour the undead to restore the amount of blood, and it deserved to be an 80-level boss. Renault was chagrined to find a corpse king rex in good condition, licking its thick scarlet tongue, dripping greedy saliva from its mouth, as if the feast had not been full. The player's flesh was naturally tastier than the shriveled skeletons, and Renault soon realized that he would be chewed by huge fangs like those skeletons, and the flesh would be swallowed as a sweet delicacy. Perhaps even the soul was imprisoned in the stomach pouch of the corpse king dragon, unable to be freed.

Thinking of this, Renault couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.