The object in the sky swept across my head with a shadow at great speed, and then slammed into the ground in front of me like a huge meteorite from an alien planet, with a rumbling sound and a violent tremor of the earth, and stirred up a cloud of dust.

It was as if I had accidentally landed on a construction site, and when the dust had cleared, I had just finished playing football on a field without turf, with a muddy face and a gray face, and I looked down at the mount Meiyu under my crotch, and it was no longer a white tiger, but a spotted tiger.

However, I'm not in the mood to make fun of it right now. Because in front of me was a more eye-catching guy, a red dragon, a red dragon that was roaring and looking extremely angry. The red wings stretched exaggeratedly and pointed to the sky, the nostrils erupted from time to time with bright sparks, and the fangs in the mouth were white and long, sharp.

I knew what was going on with those sharp teeth biting into me, just as I knew why this big guy was in my way. Someone who doesn't know how to get his stuff took it, and by surprise I caught it, and the ill-gotten gain passed into my hands for a very special reason. In the eyes of the red dragon who only recognizes money and not people, I naturally became the poor scapegoat.

I was thinking about how to tell the red dragon about the complicated relationship in relatively simple terms, but the latter didn't seem to want to give me enough time, so it just raised its head and puffed out its chest high. This is a clear inhalation action, and according to the law of nature, you have to exhale after inhaling.

I'm full of spirits, and I'm going to breathe dragon breath on me. I rolled over and jumped off Mayu's body, directly activating the energy dissipation. After hard training, my energy dissipation has reached the highest level in my current rank, which can negate 20% of my magic damage. Of course, the light is reduced by 20%, and I think the current health is still not enough to withstand a breath from the front of the red dragon. So, I performed another unique skill that I secretly learned that I was originally going to use in PK with some arrogant fire mages - fire thaumaturgy, which can reduce fire damage by 30% at the first level, and can even reduce fire magic damage by 70% when cultivating to the highest ninth level. By that time, all fire magic will be scum in my eyes, haha. However, now is not the time to laugh, and all I can use is the third-level fire thaumaturgy, which can only be reduced by 40%. It's a pity that the defensive spells in "Divine Realm" use not a simple additive bonus, but a multiplicative bonus. So after I used two spells in a row, my reduction from fire magic was not 20 plus 40 to 60, but 1 minus 0.8 times 0.6, which is about 52%.

Complex arithmetic is not my specialty, and I only know that these two spells are not 100% guaranteed that I will survive under the breath of the red dragon. So, I decided to take out my pressed cargo......

Just as I was about to cast the spell, I was shocked to find that the thick flame carrier had already rushed in front of me, and before I even had time to blink my eyes, I flew out like a mosquito that had been hit by a fan. At the same time, the system chime continued to pour into my ears like a bullet fired from a machine gun.

"You received XXX points of fire damage", "XXX points of continuous fire damage", "Affected by dragon's breath, reduced movement by XXX points"......

I don't know how long I was floating in the air, but it felt like a century anyway, with a stinging burning sensation all over my body, and the smell of sulfur in my mouth and nose, and finally I fell to the ground hard.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......" I moved, and I felt the pain that pierced my heart, but the pain made me laugh out loud. This proves that I am still alive, I survived a positive breath of the ancient red dragon, I don't know if it has set another record in the "Divine Realm". I didn't even have time to see how much health I had left, so I poured a bottle of potion that increased the most health on the market, and of course it was the most expensive potion of its kind. I only have the best and most expensive medicine in my bag, who told me that my backpack has a limited capacity.

After taking a sip of the medicine, I felt much better, so I settled down, looked at the remaining blood volume, and calculated that there were actually only about 100 points left just now, but my life was really hanging by a thread. Fortunately, the Red Dragon didn't take advantage of the victory, otherwise even if he sneezed at me, I would have to return to the live report.

Looking back, we saw that our escape team, which had been cut off by the red dragon, had actually temporarily changed its formation and began to surround the red dragon. Do they want to fight with the Red Dragons? Just kidding, do they think they all have such good martial arts and luck as me? I must stand up to stop this act of collective suicide on their part, who would dare to command a large army to make such a stupid action without me killed.

Before standing up, I first filled up my health, and then found all the potions that could reduce fire damage and all the potions that improved my survival-related attributes, and poured them all, I remember a boss killer maniac told me about his boss killing experience, before you find the right way to solve the boss smoothly, life is the key, as long as you don't die, the boss will lie down sooner or later. Don't ask me who said it, I'll deliberately pretend I don't know.

After making sure that I was now in a state of full stat buff magic, and that I could minimize the amount of fire magic I was subjected to, I walked out of the pile of broken rubble. Although I don't have a mirror, I know that my current appearance is really not good-looking, anyway, I touched my face a few times with my hands, and my hands were all black.

"Damn, Hansen, are you an idiot. Pull the faucet with your back to the crowd. "From afar, I heard Schilling's roar, it turned out that this guy was usurping power.

Immediately Hansen's counter-scolding: "You know a fart, you think it's pulling a cowhide band, you have the ability to pull the faucet yourself." ”

"I'm not ......," Schilling's retort was interrupted by a roar from Hansen.

"Hey, grandson......"

The slogan of the tank is the landscape of the tank, give a tank its own unique slogan, this is the era of personality, if your slogan is not loud, I suggest you still change your career directly, because it will make you unable to raise your head in front of your peers. It is undeniable that as a famous export-oriented soldier, Hansen is also a tank warrior. Especially the slogan of pulling the monster, it was really extraordinary, and when he shouted, the red dragon immediately turned his head, and without saying a word, he raised his front paws to aim at Hansen's head. Hansen raised the thick Crusader shield in his hand and greeted him. There was a muffled "bang", and Hansen's left leg was bent, and his knee was directly buckled into the red mud. It didn't seem so comfortable to look at his expression.

"Hey, grandson......"

Hansen actually roared again without hesitation, gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, and at the same time, his body was red and bright, and he shouted loudly: "Break the cauldron and sink the boat." "One of Berserker's secret skills, which temporarily increases the maximum health. Could it be that a slap from the red dragon can force Han Sen to open a big skill to save his life? As if to test whether my conjecture was correct, the red dragon raised another claw and gave Hansen another blow from the other direction. Hansen knelt directly on the ground, spurting a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"What about the priest? What about blood-adding professions? They're all stupid. I grabbed the place where Schilling was standing and yelled loudly. It's too unusual.,I deliberately used the formal group mode before departure.,That is,The players present now are all out of the group mode.,And the personnel allocation I'm also placed according to the official boss situation.。 was originally prepared to deal with this kind of unexpected situation, who knew that these awesome and coaxing senior players on weekdays would still be messy when they encounter unexpected situations, and they may have been used to doing it alone, and now it is really not easy for them to talk about cooperation and cooperation.

Unlike the last battle of sniping the blue dragon, this time the fight with the red dragon is an encounter, there are no pre-arranged tactics, no pre-prepared traps, the terrain is completely unfavorable to you, and there are no NPC reinforcements.

Once I stood in the position of leader, Schilling consciously retreated to my side, this is not that I am more suitable to lead the players, but there are too many beams in the past [Seven Star Society], and I am afraid that the execution will not be enough for him to be the leader, so I have to reluctantly make it difficult again.

"Hansen is the first tank, Aze is the second tank, and the Titan is the third tank, the three of them keep the middle and left positions, always pay attention to the blood volume of the other two, and I won't talk about the tank replacement skills in the middle, anyway, we must let the dragon head turn its back to the crowd. The other tanks don't need to change their outfits, so they wear tank outfits for me to go up and chop, ready to fill in at any time. "With a wave of my hand, even if the first tank of the monster is arranged, I don't care if they understand it or not. I don't have time.

Then I arranged the distribution and casting of the health class, the physical output class, the spell output class, and the buff magic and debuff magic, so that the battle gradually entered the rhythm that we were familiar with. At the same time, I arranged for Fleas to pull the large army on standby in the orc capital, first pulling twenty regiments to the Coke Canyon, and then preparing fifty regiments to stand by on the periphery. As long as you are qualified not to be red dragon seconds, you can come. I don't believe in the behemoth that can't be consumed in naval warfare. Ants eat elephants, that's the tactic I've prepared.

Everything was in order with my arrangement, and the red dragon's blood began to be worn down by us little by little. As long as the hatred is not chaotic and the substitutions between players control the rhythm, it is a matter of time before the red dragon falls to the ground. If I had a calculator, I could even figure out the time it would fall to the ground.

I can't help but look up to the sky and laugh, in the future, "Divine Realm" will give me a glittering title such as "Dragon Slayer Professional".

It's been about an hour.,It sounds like a long time, but it doesn't feel like a long time.,The blood volume of the red dragon has been pressed to about one-tenth.,This is a more sensitive blood limit.,If the boss has an alienation or some perverted life-saving skills,Generally, it will be released within the range of ten to twenty percent of the blood volume.。 Now that I've reached the 10 percent mark, my heart is naturally in my throat.

Sure enough, as I expected, the red dragon, who was already at the end of his rope, suddenly let out a wail that was not like a wail, and a roar was not like a howl, and the sky instantly darkened. I nervously pulled out my dagger, ready to slash at the unknown imminent enemy.

Suddenly, countless dark red lightning bolts fell from the sky, accurately slashing through the heads of every player present. Naturally, I couldn't help but suffer like that.

There is not a drop of blood, there is not a single point lost by the demon, all kinds of buff magic effects still exist, and there are many negative magic, how can this happen? Doesn't it rain when the boss also plays with thunder?

Just when I was wondering, I suddenly felt a heat all over my body, like a hiccups, and I let out a breath, but this breath was not the usual, but it was like a red dragon braving sparks. What is this thing?

I took a few breaths of normalcy and was surprised to find that it was all with drifting sparks. Does the red dragon want to play against us? My mouth isn't as big as it's, but there are so many of us that it must be the one who squirts to death.

Suddenly, there was a sound in the flatland, it was a familiar system prompt: "You have obtained the Red Dragon's Wrath effect, any spell magic does not consume mana and has no cooldown, as the price of impulsiveness, you have a 50% chance of being stared at by the Red Dragon, and the stared player will explode within five seconds and deal 55 fire damage per person to all players around you." This effect lasts for three minutes, and you will explode when the effect disappears. ”

What does it mean to look at the expressions of the crowd as if they had the same magical effect as me? In the last 2 minutes, either you die or I die.