Rumble!

A violent force swelled rapidly in Murphy's body, breaking through the seal, tearing his flesh and blood, distorting his form, his size instantly skyrocketed to as tall as a hill, the surface of his skin was covered by dragon scales, and dragon wings grew on his back, dragon's eyes were like hell flames, and dragon horns were like towers hitting clouds.

The change was so rapid, so brutal, so direct, that at that moment, Mo Fei felt like he had been torn apart, incomparably miserable, incomparably painful.

But soon, as he adjusted to the Black Dragon King's body and felt the power of the earth surging in his body, the pain dissipated and was replaced by a feeling of immense pleasure with infinite power.

"Such a powerful force!" Murphy—or Deathwing—muttered to himself, a wave of relief and ecstasy that was finally unfettered.

He didn't rush into action, but first checked Deathwing's skills, although he felt that as soon as Deathwing appeared, this civil war would soon be over, with his understanding of the Black Dragon Clan, no gendar in the Black Dragon Legion dared to challenge the majesty of Deathwing, but just in case, he still had to be prepared to do it.

Besides, he is also looking forward to what kind of system such a powerful boss is.

Unexpectedly and reasonably, Deathwing's skill system is actually similar to Morpheus's, both of which are the same as those of the Black Dragons.

1. Dragon's Breath Flame. 2. Dragon Magic. 3. Hand-to-hand combat skills. 4. The power of domination. 5. Flying skills.

Unlike Morpheus, who majored in Dragon's Breath Flame and minored in flying skills, Deathwing's skill system is very comprehensive, almost all of the five series of talent skills are full, and the dense variety of talent and specialty gain attributes can't be seen, and there are many bloodline talents and extraordinary skills that Murphy has never seen.

Unfortunately, due to the relationship of soul stripping, all dragon magic is shown to be unusable, which is somewhat regrettable.

In addition, the ultimate skill called [Cataclysm] is also grayed out and cannot be used.

Fortunately, the other four skills can be used.

Mo Fei ignored the messy passive effects and went straight to the active skills that worked.

Everything burns to the ground, desolate flames, lava bursts, tears the earth, meteor rains, death falls, abyssal fire, molten purgatory, destruction gaze, jaw dragon devouring, fear roar, essentia armor......

I'll go.,The name of the skill is more domineering than the other.,Just by listening to the name, you know that they're all awesome skills.。

Murphy quickly skimmed through the skill descriptions, and he couldn't do it with a deep understanding, but at least he had to be able to roughly figure out how these skills worked, so as to save the blind in case of fighting.

Over there, Wang Xuan was a little anxious.

Wang Xuan (Divine Realm Holy Envoy): "I said, hurry up and act, what are you waiting for?" ”

Deathwing Nesario (Lord of the Black Dragon): "Shut up, you tiny mortal, noisy fly, I don't need you to teach me how to do things. ”

Wang Xuan (Holy Envoy of the Divine Realm): "I'll wipe it, what do you mean by Mo Fei......"

Rumble! The huge dragon claw slapped directly in front of Wang Xuan, and the ground directly cracked out of the Dao crack, and the impact of the air wave made Wang Xuan's robe fly, and also interrupted his words.

Wang Xuan took a step back and made a defensive gesture, the eyes of the Black Dragon King in front of him flashed with madness and rage, so frightened that he almost thought that the other party was going to fight him.

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "My name is Deathwing, the destroyer of destiny, the end of all things, unstoppable, irreversible, I am the Cataclysm!" Don't try to challenge my wrath—small mortals, that would be a price you can't bear. ”

Wang Xuan was dumbfounded, is this thing crazy? I was stunned for a moment and suddenly reacted, I'll go, this guy is in the play, right? Okay, okay, Lao Tzu endured it.

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, indicating that you are awesome, and you continue.

Mo Fei sneered, he didn't deliberately target Wang Xuan, but this kind of thing is sometimes a state, not just playing, but more importantly, fully believing that he is that role, in the past he used to incarnate Morpheus, and now he will incarnate Deathwing, whether it is middle two, self-hypnosis, or experiential play.

In short, at this moment, his emotions have been brought into this unstoppable, crazy and tyrannical Black Dragon King, but he has mastered ancient wisdom.

He originally thought that it would be more difficult to play Deathwing, after all, it was a more complex existence than Morpheus, but when he broke the seal and gained the power of Deathwing, this change of mindset was almost natural.

At this time, he said disdainfully.

"Okay mortals, don't worry, those dragon cubs won't really do it at all, I know too well the cunning, insidiousness and selfishness buried in their hearts, no black dragon lord will make real sacrifices for the power of others, unless it is to bully the outnumbered and the strong to bully the weak, otherwise they will always only use words to express their support, and use conspiracy to show their courage, wait here, I will set off, this farce will end soon."

After saying that, he suddenly opened his wings, and the huge black dragon king rose into the sky, straight into the sky.

Wang Xuan hurriedly turned on his farsightedness skill again and paid close attention to the situation at the scene.

At the same time - above the Obsidian Temple:

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "Black Dragon Lords, I am the Son of Deathwing, the High Black Dragon Lord Nefarian, my father's whereabouts are unknown, as his son, I must take on the responsibility of leading the Black Dragon Legion, do you want to challenge my father's majesty?" Make a wise choice and swear allegiance to me, this is your last chance!

If you refuse, you will soon understand what a tragic fate will befall those who dare to oppose the Black Dragon Legion. ”

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Shut up, you are useless coward, you are not qualified to say these words at all, you were the first to escape from the battle of Dalaran, cowering in front of those human mages, leaving your compatriots to hug their heads and run away, is this what you call responsibility?"

Hmph, besides, Lord Deathwing is just missing, for our Black Dragon Clan, a hundred years is just a blink of an eye, and you guys are not qualified to inherit the title of King of Black Dragons at all. ”

Onexia (Black Dragon Princess): "Nefarian, Morpheus, you two don't have to fight anymore, things don't need to get to this point. ”

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "Shut up, you slut, as a child of Deathwing, is helping this outsider. ”

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "It's you bastard who should shut up, Oni is also a member of the Black Dragon Lord, you are not qualified to point fingers at her, apologize to her now, ask for her forgiveness, and I will give you a forgiving ending." “

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "Hahaha, are you crazy Morpheus, don't think that you can fight me by gathering that rabble, the high-ranking lords all support me, you have no chance of victory at all." ”

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Hahahaha, the sober dragon is you, why do you think they support you, it's just because you are weaker and better controlled, once you become the king of the black dragon, they can use this to manipulate you and seek benefits for themselves, at that time it was other dragons who suffered losses, and I represent the real dragon people's opinion." ”

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "Hahahahaha, it's ridiculous, public opinion is a thing, the Black Dragon clan respects strength, and only the strong are qualified to control everything." ”

Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Hahahahaha, oh, yes? So if you think you're a strong person, then it's better to do this, let's divide the two of us here and see who is the stronger one. ”

These words made Nefarian speechless for a while, although his dragon magic was powerful, but if he went head-to-head, he was obviously not as superior to the huge body of the ancient black dragon.

Moentrisha (High Black Dragon Lord): "Don't talk nonsense with him, Nefaryan, let's just fight!" We'll support you! ”

Kutrafest (Elder Black Dragon): "That's right, let's do it!" We're right behind you, you're the heir of Lord Nesario, and you're supposed to be in charge of the legions!" ”

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "Is anyone calling my name?" ”

A low, hoarse voice came from the clouds, a low voice with an indescribable power that pierced through the clouds, the air, the forest, and the thick walls of the obsidian temple, and for a moment the whisper resounded through the sky.

All the black dragons instantly changed color, and they all raised their heads to the air, only to see the clouds stirring, and a terrifying black dragon with a wingspan of more than two hundred meters swooped down like covering the sky and the sun, and the figure of the Death Wing swept directly over the dragons, and the violent air flow brought up made the dragons scatter with the wind for a while, and the smaller ones couldn't even control their balance, and flew around like fallen leaves.

Deathwing didn't seem to care at all about the scene he stirred up, and hovered over the obsidian temple with his wings spread.

The storm unleashed by its wings made it seem like a hurricane had appeared over the temple, and all the black dragons were stunned by the sudden sight.

"Father—Father!" Nefarian froze.

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "Come, my dear son, and let me see what has given you such courage and ambition to begin taking my place." ”

There was a hint of coldness in Deathwing's tone, but Nefarian couldn't resist at all, even if there was more fear in his heart, he could only fly over obediently, and the next second he was choked by Deathwing's huge dragon claw, and one claw was pressed on the dome of the temple.

It was the first time that Murphy had seen such a rich expression on an inhuman face as he squeezed Nefarian's dragon head with dragon claws, watching the indescribable horror on the reptilian face.

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "I heard that you have been preaching that I am dead, do you want to become the King of the Black Dragon?" Show your strength, then, against me with all your might, and let me see if that power is worthy of this kingly ambition. ”

Mo Fei exerted his strength slightly, and the dragon's face was almost deformed under his squeezing, but Nefarian couldn't give birth to the slightest confrontation in the face of this father who had been afraid all his life.

Nefarian (Black Dragon Prince): "No, no, it's a complete misunderstanding, I'm just, I'm just worried about you, yes, yes, I'm worried about you." ”

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "Hmph, your lies are so ridiculous, your strength is so weak, cunning and ambition are not a bad thing, but look at your appearance, don't you even have the courage to stand up to me?"

My dear son, you have let me down so much. ”

Murphy looked down into Nefarian's eyes, and for a few seconds, an inexplicable killing intent appeared in his heart, Nefarian's frightened eyes made him happy, but the wincing look annoyed him.

He wanted to tear apart this useless unfilial son, wanted to kill all the black dragon lords who dared to test his bottom line, wanted to vent his anger to the fullest, and seemed to be able to feel the killing intent, Nefarian trembled with fear - almost let out a cry for mercy.

Fortunately, Murphy remembered the purpose of his visit, forcibly pressed the killing intent down, grabbed Nefarian by the neck and threw it into the air.

Nefarian flickered his wings and kept his balance in the air, afraid to approach, but afraid to leave.

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "Get out of here, go back to the Blackstone Tower, don't let me see your useless stupid face until I summon you, and as for the few of you - a war is about to start, get back to my territory to gather strength, breed more offspring, raise more dragonman warriors, and wait for my next order." ”

Nefarian and the Black Dragon Lord beside him fled with their men as if they had been pardoned.

The King of the Black Dragon looked at the sky on the other side,

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "Morpheus, get the hell out of here. ”

(End of chapter)