Just as Marcos had done when he had seen the dragon before, almost everyone gasped when they saw it for what it really was. To be honest, they've never seen such an ugly, disgusting monster. Bards may describe the dragon as a monster that will strike fear into the hearts of all readers, and it certainly possesses that characteristic.

"This is the dragon?"

"God, this guy's head is made entirely of bones. ”

"Be vigilant, guys, I don't want anyone to be swallowed by it. ”

Marcus swayed his body uneasily, not for some other reason, but because of the presence of the dragon itself. He didn't know what kind of purpose and mood Bakar had in order to create such a guy, but in short, both Bakar and the evil dragon in front of him were existences that could not be understood by ordinary cognition. The rest of the guys hesitated in place, not daring to step forward easily, and the dragon's attack would come in the next moment.

He finally understood that this was an attack method that determined the strength of the attack based on the number of ants that appeared in front of him, and when the number of people who suddenly appeared in front of him reached a dozen, the chain attack almost formed a web of metal. The attack was directed at the crowd instead of smashing it, the smell of rust filling the cavern while everyone scrambled to dodge the frantic chain attacks.

Under the attack of chains, getting close to the dragon becomes a problem that must be faced. Perhaps some people took the initiative to lure the evil dragon to attack, while others took the opportunity to rush over the best option. But the crux of the matter is that no one can guarantee that they will be able to dodge up to two or three times as many chains, and death awaits them after all dodge angles have been blocked.

The idea came to the minds of experienced guys almost at the same time, so in the end it was carried out without verbal communication at all. Camilli took the brunt of the rush to the middle of the group, condensing the limit of the mental qi with both hands to support a mental qi shield that was enough to cover most of the cave, and after the mental qi mask was deployed, she continued to send new mental qi into it to maintain the state of the mental qi shield, which created an opportunity for everyone's actions.

The two skilful guys flicked a non-threatening attack at the dragon, which successfully lured the skull dragon to attack the two of them. They didn't choose to hide within the protective range of the telekinesis in the first place, and in this regard, unlike the novice adventurers who panicked when attacked, at least they knew how to use the existing terrain to dodge the monsters. Marcos and Fett took advantage of the moment to rush towards the dragon, followed by another guy with a greatsword.

Perhaps from the outset, the crowd should not have lost sight of the most likely scenario. Although the dragon's head cannot move, this does not mean that the organs on the head cannot move freely. The dragon, on the other hand, opened its rotten, foul-smelling maw, which was one of the dragons' most powerful means of attack—breath.

The preparation time before breathing was not long, but it was enough to make the three of them subconsciously stop their steps. As the smell of decay that almost corroded the air in front of him wafted out of the dragon's mouth, Marcos felt the oppressive force that even the former Lord of Light, Seghardt, had been unable to inflict on him. But in combat, reaction speed is absolutely crucial.

Marcos desperately put his right hand on Fett's back, pressing down her body, and at the same time fell forward to the ground. This time, however, Marcos' judgment was wrong, as the dragon's breath was far more threatening than he had imagined. At first, the breath hit the ground directly in front of the evil dragon's head, which puzzled Marcos, who was lying down. But soon, the bewilderment on his face turned to horror. The thick, breathless green breath was moving at a constant speed in this direction, and it looked more like the dragon was plowing the ground with its breath.

Fett lifted his injured arm and pushed Marcos away with all the force, and the crisp, chilling "crunch" sound was heard clearly by Marcos, and then he found himself being pushed off the path of the poisonous breath by Fett. And Fett didn't have time to leave, not to mention that her injured arm had been broken after that exertion.

Just before Marcos made a move and the poisonous breath was about to devour Fett, the adventurer who had been following closely behind the two of them swung his greatsword and threw a wave that pushed Fett away from the spot, allowing her to escape the fate of being devoured by the poisonous breath, and everything where the poisonous breath passed was devoured.

Marcos didn't have time to thank the guy, he rushed to the side of Fett, who had fallen to the ground, and whistled to Anna, who was not far away. The latter came running over in understanding, and helped Fett to withdraw her into the protective range of Camilli's telekinetic shield. Dragging a broken arm could no longer fight the dragon, and Marcos immediately dodged the ensuing chain attack.

The guy with the greatsword reacted with surprising agility, and he not only dodged the chain's attack with a single leap, but also narrowed the distance between him and the dragon. By the time he landed, the greatsword in his hand was already up to the dragon's head. Then an arc of light flashed, and the blade of the giant sword slashed through the dragon's head, making him the first person to successfully attack the dragon.

The damage of the silver-coated greatsword to the dragon was obvious, and the creature began to wriggle his bound head in agony after the attack. Every bone creaked and shuddered. And the adventurer didn't continue to attack, which was obviously sensible, because the dragon quickly launched a counterattack. At close range, it opened its mouth and bit down on the adventurer, trying to treat him as a snack after the poison.

Marcos took a few steps forward, then summoned the Eroded Purmon to contain the dragon, giving the adventurer a chance to strike the dragon again after the dragon had counterattacked. But his second sword failed to hit the other party, and the evil dragon suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, which also made everyone start to feel an indescribable weirdness.

The dragon's smile was weird, twisted, you wouldn't even call it a smile, it was simply bones bent to an incredible degree. The ominous feeling intensified in everyone's hearts, and at this time, people outside the cave could find that the evil mind body was rapidly gathering towards the interior of the mausoleum, as if a demonic ritual was unfolding.

"What's going on?" asked the adventurer, who had retreated to his side under Marcos' cover.

"I don't know, but maybe something more troublesome is coming. Marcos said grimly, because those evil thoughts were stirring every ghost in his mind. 10