Chapter 239: Fat to the Mouth
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The black dragon is very powerful, whether it is hand-to-hand combat ability or magic, but after the major forces join forces, the strength is also extraordinary!
The first to do so was not the powerful Holy See, nor the Dark See, but the most mysterious of the Barrymore families. Dozens www.biquge.info of people rushed towards the stone sculpture hundreds of steps away, and at the same time, they emitted a fierce sword aura and attacked the black dragon that was swooping at a low altitude.
Seeing the people of the Barrymore family approaching rapidly, a black dragon swooped down from the sky, and wanted to grab the leading swordsman and tear it in half, but unexpectedly, a swordsman wearing a red cloak screamed, rose from the ground, stepped on the shoulders of the clansmen and jumped high, and the sharp long sword 'swished' and cut a deep wound in the black dragon's abdomen.
In severe pain, the wounded black dragon's claws clawed at the red-cloaked swordsman, but just as it was about to soar into the sky and tear the abominable swordsman in half in mid-air, the Holy See's magician unleashed an arrow of holy light. Impartially, it just hit the wound in its abdomen.
For the hapless Black Dragon, the disaster is not over yet, everything has just begun!
It had just turned over and dodged the next wave of Holy Light Arrows from the Holy See, and it hit the orc's powerful rain of guns head-on, and if it was normal, it could have dodged it with super high speed. However, he was more than able to do more than he could afford to be seriously injured, and although he avoided most of the javelins, he still suffered a heavy wound to the abdomen.
In the face of the continuous attacks of the major forces, the injured black dragon flicked his tail and barely held his last breath and flew out of everyone's attack range. In a panic, he flew in the direction where Yang Ling was, flying lower and lower, and finally, with a 'snap', he fell to the ground with a heavy bang, and the blood flowed!
"Quick, Master Harrison, hurry up and refine the injured black dragon!"
"Alright, Randa, come with me!"
The black dragon is full of treasures, the fine scale armor is natural armor, the bones can be used to make magic wands, and the crystal nucleus is even more valuable. But for the Angus family, known as the Demon Warrior, the value of the black dragon is far more than that, and the corpse of a ninth-order demonic beast cannot be measured by crystal coins.
Seeing the injured black dragon fall to the ground, the elders of the Angus family were the first to react and ordered the long-haired young man beside him to act immediately. But he commanded everyone to entangle the rest of the black dragons, and summoned all the cyclops at the bottom of the box.
After pulling out a bottle of black potion from his bosom, a young man named Harrison moved quickly under the cover of a group of zombies and skeletons, leading several of his clansmen straight to the black dragon that fell to the ground. Yang Ling looked at it intently, and the young man with long hair was the guy who was secretly shadowed by himself when he explored the Valenya Fire Valley at night.
Refining a wounded black dragon?
Could it be that they are trying to take the opportunity to refine the injured black dragon into a zombie-like demonic beast?
The black potion in the young man's hand didn't know what it was, and it exuded a disgusting fishy smell from afar. Looking at the stiff Earth Storm Bear beside him, and then thinking about his identity and ability to indulge the corpse of the demonic beast, Yang Ling quickly understood what he meant.
Don't miss the time!
The long-haired young man's speed was fast, but Yang Ling's movements were faster, looking at the seriously injured black dragon, where was he willing to miss the good opportunity to take advantage of the domestication. Silently reciting the witch decision, teleported out with a 'whew' through the earth escape spell.
Hehe, even if you can't get the artifact in the dragon ruins, as long as you refine a few black dragons, this time it's not in vain!
Looking at the bloodstained, dying black dragon lying on the ground, Harrison was excited. As the second son who is expected to become the heir of the Angus family, he knows how much benefit he will have after refining a black dragon.
Different from ordinary necromancers, in addition to summoning zombies and skeletons and other undead to fight, the Angus family can also drive the corpses of monsters to fight through special methods, and even strengthen the abilities of monsters. The stronger the ability of the monster before its death, the stronger the combat power after refining. A black dragon that is strong in hand-to-hand combat and immune to low-level magic, it is definitely not to be missed!
After quickly rushing to the black dragon's side, Harrison suppressed his excitement and recited the incantation. However, just as he was about to pour the potion on the black dragon, he suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart. As soon as he rolled to the side, a ripple suddenly appeared in the air in the original position, and immediately after, a young man holding a blood-red dagger appeared out of thin air!
"Hey, my lord!"
After staying in Weisen Town for so long, Harrison naturally knew Yang Ling, a lord whose legendary strength was unfathomable. Looking at the sharp dagger in the opponent's hand, his heart sank, and after taking a few steps back, he summoned a group of zombies and skeletons to come over to protect his body.
It's a pity, it's a pity!
Looking at Harrison, who was quick to react, Yang Ling was full of smiles on the surface, but he secretly screamed pity in his heart. Originally, he was also planning to kill two birds with one stone, kill Harrison and then domesticate the black dragon on the ground. Unexpectedly, the other party reacted quickly and quickly dodged!
"The black dragon's attack power is very strong, don't approach it easily, you must be careful!" After pretending to be kind to remind him, Yang Ling quickly received the black dragon on the ground into the space of the Witch Tower, and then said: "Guests from afar, the Demon Beast Leader welcomes your arrival, if there is any difficulty in the future, just come to Weisen Castle to find me!"
After successfully succeeding, Yang Ling left quickly, since the other party was already on full alert, it was meaningless to stay any longer. Rather than tearing up the other party head-on, it is better to wait patiently for the next chance to sneak attack, judging from the current situation, there are more opportunities for sneak attack. The other party can dodge the first time, but it doesn't necessarily mean that they can dodge the second time!
Welcome to yourself?
Looking at Yang Ling, who was hypocritical and left quickly after taking away the black dragon, Harrison gritted his teeth with hatred. I couldn't have imagined that the fat to my mouth flew like this!
Catch up and kill him, or endure it and find a chance to take revenge?
Looking at the fast Yang Ling, and then at the elite guards behind him, Harrison hesitated. I couldn't bear this breath, and I didn't dare to act rashly.
Maybe commanding the army of the undead to rush forward can tear the hateful Yang Ling to pieces, but after relieving his anger, he has to consider the attack and retaliation of the opposing army. If you can't kill with one blow and let the opponent escape, it will be even more troublesome.
As a high-ranking lord, after the other party escapes, he will definitely send a large army to retaliate, even if his party successfully grabs the artifact in the dragon ruins, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out smoothly. Forces such as the Holy See, the Dark Society, and the Orcs are already eyeing each other, and adding a powerful opponent out of thin air is definitely a foolish choice!
"Hmph, let's go!"
After a moment of contemplation, Harrison had to endure it, snorting coldly and quickly retreating. After glaring at Yang Ling fiercely, several clansmen turned around and strode to follow.
After returning to the Great Array, Yang Ling quickly entered the Wu Tower space to drip blood to domesticate the dying black dragon. He easily reaped a windfall gain, but forces such as the Holy See, the Dark Society, and the Angus family were inseparable from the Black Dragon, and blood flowed like a river.
In order to enter the dungeon before the sun goes down, the major forces join forces, and the attack power is not as simple as one plus one!
The strong attack of the Barrymore family, coupled with the impermeable defense of the Holy See army and the unstoppable surprise attack of the Dark Guild, the complementary cooperation of the three forces made the Black Dragon miserable. Coupled with the containment of the orcs and the Angus family, they soon fell behind in turn.
When the black dragon had the upper hand, Yang Ling was happy to watch from the sidelines, but seeing that the major forces were joining forces and many black dragons were seriously injured, he was naturally reluctant to miss the good opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
"Warriors, it is our natural responsibility to eradicate the evil black dragon in our territory, up!"
After summoning the army of Warcraft, he led the army to stride forward in the name of eradicating evil, and fought steadily behind the army of the Holy See. The Holy See has a strong attack, but a better defense. Lined up behind them, not to mention anything else, at least there was no need to worry about the black dragon pounced on them.
It's cool under the big tree!
Seeing that Yang Ling and his entourage were hiding behind them and couldn't do anything, many papal knights and magicians disdained it, or gritted their teeth in anger. But Yang Ling's face didn't change, he didn't care, he didn't take advantage of the ready-made conditions, that was a big fool!
When encountering a living black dragon, he will either leave it to the Holy See army to deal with, or he will command the Wyvern King to direct it to the Angus family, orcs, or wolf mercenary groups.
When encountering a seriously injured black dragon, he naturally would not miss a good opportunity to fall into the well. Commanding the army to rush up, beating them in groups, firing arrows, and poisoning them, they did everything they could, and insisted on obtaining the greatest benefits at the lowest cost.
In addition, he quietly manipulated some hands and feet, sending people to attack the lone orcs in the form of mercenaries, and quietly summoned the puppet Kayseri, and commanded him to use divine magic to attack the undead army of the Angus family, stirring up an already weak alliance between many forces.
Only the people of the Holy See on the scene would look at the necromancer unpleasantly, and only they would have divine magic, plus the attack came from the direction where the Holy See was located, so the people of the Angus family naturally thought that the Holy See was quietly poisoning.
Although they couldn't tear their faces and attack in order to enter the dungeon in time, some small actions were inevitable under the rage. And the Holy See side regarded the Angus family as a heretic who deserved death, and naturally returned the color.
In this way, although both sides made big moves, the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger. Yang Ling successfully deepened the contradiction between them, and next, there was only one fuse left to detonate!
(To be continued)