In fact, what Nangong Rong made up was not an undead, and he didn't have the ability to make any evil and complicated necromancy, at best, the boy only used the dragon bones that were transported in advance by Phil and others to be used as casting materials to make a puppet. To be reasonable, Nangong Rong said that he could make a puppet by taking a piece of soil at random, and its shape could be changed at will, but in fact, he preferred to use some ready-made things as materials, which not only saved the steps of shaping, but also played the original role of this thing.

Even if the object was damaged, the boy only needed to repair it slightly, and even if the damage was not serious or not at all, he could try to make all kinds of brain-opening magic changes, anyway, in the end, he only needed to keep five pairs of weight wheels for people to recognize.

So on the body of this dragon skeleton, Nangong Rong basically made it a puppet without making any changes, originally he also thought about making a "living dragon" out of clay and other flesh and blood, but that was too time-consuming, and when the boy slowly polished the dragon like an artist, the regular undead unit that was watching nearby just now was afraid that he had completely dismantled him into parts.

So here I have to take a moment and directly appear in the form of a skeleton. Besides, the undead dragon or something is also very suitable for showing its own sense of existence.,This year, casually posing and getting a magic array to summon a variety of cute girls with different personalities or full-level male protagonists and the like are too many.,Only by finding another way can you get more attention from others.。

What do you say that the second boy standing on top of the head of the undead dragon and despising all beings is an extremely standard image of an evil villain? I'm sorry, as long as there is an abyss, even if the boy is really a villain, it will definitely be a villain who will be whitewashed in the end, don't care.

Moreover, Nangong Rong had never despised sentient beings, and he couldn't even stand on top of the head of the undead dragon, so how could he proudly pose with his hands in his arms and his chin raised to look at others with a condescending and indifferent gaze? If it weren't for the familiar energy fluctuations emanating from the dragon's body, Octavier would almost think that this thing posing as a fossil was resurrected by Phil and the others with necromancy, and the boy was just just being put on his head by it when the other party was unearthed.

There were no cheers or screams, and the whole battlefield suddenly became eerily quiet, and everyone was staring at this behemoth that suddenly appeared, and they forgot to continue to make movements. However, the undead dragon had no idea of being used as a model for people to see, and as soon as it poked its body out of the ground, it stretched out its wings violently, and stretched out its wings violently, leaning forward and opening its mouth to aim at the hill not far away, to be precise, at the main force of the enemy army that was densely packed into a heap near the mountainside before it had time to disperse.

"I'm waiting for the moment when you came out of the cave and didn't deploy your troops!"

Although he was carefully trembling and trying to maintain his body on the dragon's head and not let himself be thrown off, Nangong Rong would not let go of the opportunity to show his sense of existence, and the undead dragon also quickly condensed the dragon's breath in the boy's roar, and squirted out fiercely.

Then Nangong Rong quickly regretted his original decision to pretend to be thirteen, because the young man only felt a violent vibration under his feet, and then a powerful hurricane that could completely blow people away hit him, making his whole person fly out immediately.

That's dragon's breath, okay, even the discounted version is by no means an existence that ordinary people can watch up close. Although the boy was not very sad to be burned to death by the heat emitted by his own summon when he sent out a long-range attack, the subsequent impact was helpless, he was blown out directly in a gorgeous way, and then decisively activated the thruster behind him, and then continued to fall to the ground without hesitation.

The rebels' field control spell hasn't worked yet.

If Nangong Rong really fell to his death on the ground like this, then he was probably the most unlucky summoner in history. Fortunately, this skeleton is not a brainless undead, it is controlled by the heroic spirits who live in the boy's body like other puppets, so naturally he will not watch him fall into a big hole in the ground, and stretch out his claws to catch it on the spot.

At the same time, the dragon's breath had already hit the target, and the shield that the enemy hastily erected shattered like a soap bubble, unable to even hinder it even slightly. Immediately afterwards, a new sun lit up on the mountainside, and the light was so strong that it was impossible for the naked eye to see directly, as if even the atmosphere would be torn apart, and the loud noise made everyone deaf, and their heads were like many bees flapping their wings.

Then the elves were also affected by the shock wave, and it was even more violent than what Nangong Rong suffered before, and even some of the innocent vegetation nearby, including the thick trees, were torn off from the middle and rolled into the sky, if it weren't for the fact that these pointed ears always had a maintenance shield, I am afraid that they would have ended up in the same fate.

Octavir and Lin Weiyin didn't feel good about this, although the two landed in time and hid behind the undead dragon in the hope that the other could shield themselves from the impact, but you must know that this dragon has no flesh and skin, only a skeleton......

They were not surprised to be stupefied, but the two girls didn't mind, especially after the shock when everything had calmed down and they could see the scene on the hill.

In order to be able to successfully repel Angelot and attack the front line troops of the elves from behind, Phil and Abyss both spent a lot of effort, the former used all the means to press the bottom of the box, while the latter handed over the main battlefield to the servant race and withdrew their troops to this place through the teleportation array, and the combat power of the two sides gathered here can only be described as terrifying.

Of course, this is under the premise that the opponent has deployed the troops to form a combat formation, but because Angelot came too quickly, the enemy did not have time to do so, in order to avoid losses caused by the fire of the troops under the command of the elf girl when rushing out of the hole, and because Phil They specially prepared spells for the pursuers, so in the end these monsters did not appear, and they did not start to swarm out of the cave until the pursuers were defeated.

As a result, they were greeted not by a reckless killing feast, but by a soul-piercing dragon's breath.

The hill that allowed the elderly to exercise in the morning is now only half of the mountain left, and the other half has completely disappeared, and the monsters that showed off their might before have also disappeared. The air is filled with a large amount of dust and unidentified objects that fall slowly wrapped in flames, and the extremely high temperature makes what people see through the air severely distorted, as if the surface of an alien planet has just undergone a volcanic eruption.

The flickering light of magic could be faintly seen in that distorted scene, which was the best effort made by Phil and the others to protect themselves, and this magic shield the size of the living room successfully saved the lives of the big guys, as for the rest of the soldiers who were loyal to them, they were not so lucky.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the enemy's army is all dead, there are actually not many monsters that have survived in the hot and broken mountains, and some are even unscathed, which makes people wonder if they have opened some kind of dodge hanging, but compared to the previous black and oppressive appearance, it has at least reached an acceptable level, which is enough.

Nangong Rong put most of the energy he got from the World Tree into the dragon skeleton, although the materials were good, but after all, the boy didn't understand the undead spell and couldn't transform it into a bone dragon, so he could only get some real dry goods into it instead. After all, it would be too wasteful to use such good materials to make a parallel import with insufficient energy, and considering that there may be a front line next, it is always good to have a trump card in hand.

It turned out that the boy's decision was very correct, and he chose the right time, just enough to give a pot of stew to the main forces of the enemy army that had gathered together. Now that the Abyss has stopped letting units go through the teleportation array, it is clear that it has given up on this operation.

However, there are also those who have not given up, such as those few embarrassed elven clan bosses, they are not insisting on it purely but they can't give up, because after losing and losing everything, their use value to the abyss will drop a lot, and the benefits they can obtain will also be greatly reduced. How could they, who did not hesitate to betray their compatriots for their own interests, accept such a result of serious damage to their interests, and take them back no matter what.

"You thief!" a brown-haired, somewhat chubby middle-aged uncle raised his teeth angrily and pointed at Nangong Rong on the dragon's claws, and roared viciously, "This dragon bone belongs to us, and you actually took it away!"

Nangong Rong didn't know that guy, but he had somewhat guessed that he was Phil in Angelott's mouth. Originally, the young man was not interested in this kind of thing of fighting and shouting, and it was his ideal state for you to call you and me to continue to do what I should do, but now Nangong Rong is a little interested in this, not to mention that the other party is still blatantly pointing at the young man's nose and scolding, no matter how you say it, you have to express it, right?

The boy can't use magic, so he can only waste his energy in the air as a means of amplification so that the other party and the nearby melon-eating crowd can hear: "Of course I know that you brought it here to make a bone dragon with necromancy and use it as a trump card, so you give me a reason to be an enemy but don't want to stop your plan?"

Phil couldn't help but be so angry that he almost vomited blood, but the boy was right, he didn't take good care of the materials and was stolen by the enemy, and he couldn't blame anyone, so he didn't refute it with words, but answered with practical actions.

The instantaneous magic power and quantity were not very sufficient, and they could not pose any threat, Nangong Rong didn't understand what the other party was thinking at all, maybe it was just to vent his anger? The young man didn't even let the golden retriever cat use his skills, just the undead dragon blocked all these spells with his other claw in front of him, and smashed them on the surface of the bones without leaving even a trace.

"Beware of sneak attacks!" The golden retriever suddenly shouted without warning, startling Nangong Rong on the spot, "Nine o'clock, diagonally down!"

Before the words fell, the blonde Lori had already taken the initiative to unfold the guardian shield skill for the young man, and it was thanks to her fast enough movements, otherwise when Nangong Rong slowly turned his head to find something abnormal in the direction of nine o'clock After realizing what kind of situation was going on and taking action, he would almost be able to receive the lunch.

It is true that everyone in the Elves has a high talent for magic, but that doesn't mean that all of them aspire to become magicians. No matter what race, there will always be a few deviant guys, and pointy ears are no exception, some of them mainly practice martial arts, and are also good at using spells to provide buff bonuses, and their strength in melee combat should not be underestimated.

Unfortunately, there happened to be such a guy among the elders who decided to take refuge in the abyss. It's not for the sake of profit, it's purely for personal personality reasons......

Nangong Rong couldn't see anything clearly, he only felt a black shadow suddenly pass in front of him, and then the guardian shield shook desperately like a convulsion, and a splash of sparks flashed on the surface of the shield with the harsh sound of a chainsaw cutting through the steel plate, it should be something attacking.

This was the boy's first reaction after being attacked, and the speed of the other party was so fast that it didn't even leave an afterimage in the air, which made him feel very shocked. Of course, Nangong Rong prefers to believe that the enemy is likely to have used some kind of stealth spell, but if that is the case, the other party should have revealed his body when he attacked just now, but the fact is that the young man didn't see anything.

"Here we go again, in the back!"

The golden retriever's reminder was actually useless, Nangong Rongcai reacted that his body had not yet made a move, and the sound of glass breaking sounded above his head - the opponent also heard the AI's warning, and the young man didn't even have a response, but the enemy temporarily changed the direction of the attack, which shows that the opponent's speed is indeed very fast.

What's more, a hole has been broken at the top of the shield, and although the golden retriever is trying its best to repair it, it can't be plugged in a hurry, and the enemy can gradually expand the crack in the shield until it is completely shattered.

Could it be that to deal with an assassin who has successfully approached quietly, it is necessary to make an exception to use high-level skills? The golden retriever cat is very entangled in this, because these skills even the system itself has a limit on the number of times it can be used, and now that Nangong Rong is about to go to the front line, she wants to save the number of times and use them there.

Fortunately, the golden retriever soon didn't need to be entangled, and in her detector, Octavir was rushing at a terrifying speed that was barely lost to the assassins.

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