"The White Dragon's lair is here, in the depths of the Frost Mountains, this lonely peak, to get there, you need to pass through an open ridge of ice, this will be the most dangerous place on this journey, the White Dragon King is very vigilant, any creature that tries to approach that peak will be frozen into ice sculptures by its Frost Dragon's breath."

Varian carefully introduced some of the details of the primeval white dragon to Murphy.

Murphy couldn't help but be a little surprised, Varian was so familiar with this white dragon? It's kind of weird.

"Don't worry about this, if it dares to come out, I will make it look good, I still have some experience in how to slay dragons."

Not only is he experienced, he knows everything about it, after all, Mo Fei used to be the black dragon lord, this kind of dragon boss who nests and lives, what kind of greeting can he make, he can't know better.

Looking at the location of the dragon's nest and the structure of the ridge ice field, the other party will most likely adopt the same tactics he used back then.

Launching an air raid on the unobstructed plain, disrupting the deployment and sending out monster minions to flank the attack, most of the general raiding team will not be able to eat and walk around.

Sure enough, Varian immediately introduced the monster minions.

"Polelius also enslaved a large number of monster minions to serve him, glacier spiders, ice trolls, frost giants, and even priests of the Cult of the Dragons."

This is the proper meaning of the question, the dragon clan likes to enslave the lower races as cannon fodder.

"Let me guess if he still has a group of elite dragon guards under him, as well as the descendants of the White Dragon, who are his descendants."

Varian was surprised, "yes, how do you know?" ”

Murphy didn't answer, and turned to Van Cleeff, "Order to the adventurers in the city, the dragon slayer expedition team will set off at noon, and all those who participate in the battle will each have 5,000 reputation points, and the 10 best performers will each be given a set of Winterfell dwellings." ”

Mo Fei is not ready to dispatch too many core troops, just bring 100 Dragon Patrol Sky Surveyors to press the formation, and use the adventurers to make up the rest, this free cannon fodder does not need to be used in vain.

After all, this kind of tough battle will definitely have heavy casualties, so don't waste money.

Gather your forces and get ready to go!

A few hours - Frost Mountains - Lone Cloud Peak:

Towering into the top of the lonely cloud peak, a white and flawless giant white dragon, is standing quietly in the cold wind on the peak, its body like an ice sculpture overlooking the endless white snow field under the peak, ice crystal-like white eyes, a lonely and arrogant king breath spontaneously arises.

Born in the era of the flood famine, it has experienced the fall of the dragon god, the transformation of the ancient dragon, the differentiation and infighting of the dragon race, and the rise of the mortal race.

Therefore, when a white young dragon brought the news that an enemy was approaching the dragon's lair, the white dragon king Bolierus's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Polelius (White Dragon King): "Hehe, let them come, trolls, frost giants, viku, or the pathetic undead who dwell in the shadows, these tiny mortal races are nothing more than a passing passer, led to their demise by their blind ambitions, without exception.

Their offense was just a little spice to enrich my collection. ”

"Go and prepare, Lucas, do it in the old place, take all the minions, don't let a single enemy go, don't let me down."

Lucas (Dragonman Overseer): "I won't let you down—I won't let you down—you all hear me, hurry up and get moving, you slackers, and feed them to the ice worms if you misunderstand Lord Polelius." ”

The Dragonman Overseers whipped their whips and drove the assembled monsters down the mountain.

Bolerius is not in a hurry to act, it can fly, it can participate in the battle at any time, you can wait for the monsters to ambush in place, and the most important thing is that as the king of the white dragon, the primeval dragon, there must be a little row.

At the same time—

On the ridge of the desolate Frost Mountains, a group of adventurers were heading towards the lonely peak in the distance, hundreds of adventurers lined up in loose formation, struggling to walk on the cold ice field.

Lancelot (Dragon Thunder Knight): "Oh my god, it's too cold." ”

Axe Man (Berserker): "It's really cold, I'm going to freeze through, and the mage will give me a 'resist the cold'." ”

The mage drove to (the mage): "5 silver coins." ”

Axe Man (Berserker): ", a guild still needs money?" ”

The mage drove to (the mage): "Nonsense, don't you need money for spell casting materials?" ”

Melancholy Big Boy (Paladin): "I mean, we're being used as cannon fodder, right?" ”

White Knife (Assassin): "I don't think I'm running away." ”

"Speechless, then we're still coming?"

"What are you afraid of, it's a big deal to hang it once, anyway, I have store clothes on me, and I'm not afraid to die."

"Day, I knew that I had stored all the good equipment in the warehouse, and my weapons were still blue."

Complaining is complaining, but this group of adventurers is still relatively confident, confidence comes from strength, and the strength of this group of adventurers is still very strong.

Those who can be selected by Mo Fei to join the expeditionary force, the lowest is also level forty, in fact, there are many people above level fifty, almost more than half, after the war between the alliance and the tribe in the past few months, the level of players on both sides is increasing rapidly, in the past fifty levels are still big masters, and now they can only be regarded as the backbone level.

Five or six hundred high-level players of level forty or fifty, ordinary monsters are not one at all, whether it is a frost giant or a predatory ice worm along the way, they are all bombarded by fire, which also makes adventurers quite confident.

It's just a white dragon, so many people, heaps of damage and kills it.

Walking on the unsheltered plains, players are also quite alert.

All sorts of scouting professions were released, and several hunters with birds even released their pet eagles.

"Look, it's a dragon!" A hunter suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted, immediately alerting everyone.

Looking towards the sky together, I saw a huge white dragon with a body size of more than 100 meters, like an ice cloud passing quickly, silent, smooth and graceful.

"What a big dragon!"

"It's not small!"

"The long-range professions have all come forward and formed an anti-aircraft formation according to our previous arrangement."

The adventurers below don't dare to slack off, generally speaking, the strength of the dragon is proportional to the size (a guy who has opened a plug-in does not count), such a huge white dragon, the strength is definitely the level of a world-class BOSS.

Bosses of this level can be treated as a thousand if they don't get it right.

The Frost Protection Barrier opened in an instant, and the ice-blue covers, like beautiful soap bubbles, buckled on the snowfield.

The ranged shooter class forms an air defense front in the outermost layer, and the inner city is a variety of ranged legal systems and healing support.

Melee combat is scattered around the circle, they can't fight the white dragon in the sky, but they can disperse the enemy's firepower.

The adventurers who were gathered by Mo Fei to slay the dragon would not be easy.

Bolerius was not surprised by this sight, and the adventurer who was able to walk here would not be so easy to deal with, but it was not tense, and the tight defenses were most likely to be destroyed from within.

Thundered! The originally flat ice field ground suddenly cracked and collapsed, and several passages hidden under the ice and snow appeared, and huge frost spiders swarmed out from the cracks in the ground.

Then many ice trolls and frost giants burst out of the rift and rushed into the ranks of adventurers.

"Damn, it's really this trick, everyone acts according to the plan!"

"Received and received, melee to intercept the mobs, mage hunters to seal the entrance to the cave!"

For the tactics that this primeval white dragon was going to use, Mo Fei had already prepared, just from the location of this white dragon's lair, Mo Fei had a sense of familiarity, which was clearly the routine he used to play the black dragon back then.

The empty ridge plain is the best place for the dragon clan to slaughter adventurers, and with the monster minions, there will be a wave of annihilation, and the average adventurer team can be easily wiped out.

So the tactics were arranged for this group of adventurers early in the morning, and it really came in handy at this time.

The melee intercepted the monster minions who had been killed for the first time, but the French professions aimed their cannons at the exits of those rifts.

Cobwebs! Wall of Frost! Dense magical cobwebs and frost walls blocked the entrance to the cave.

Thunder Shock! Exploding Arrows! Bolts of lightning and flaming explosive arrows blasted the ice above the chasm.

In the blink of an eye, the ice field cracks opened by those monsters were blocked, and many monsters were blocked inside before they could rush out, and the impact and destructive power of the monsters were suddenly greatly reduced, and a few fish that slipped through the net fell to death under the beating of hundreds of adventurers.

Bollelius in the sky was surprised, these small mortals really have some strength, hehe, but it's okay, only such warriors are worthy of becoming their own collection.

It jerks a dive! While the monster minions had not been completely eliminated, the adventurers in the melee spewed out a mouthful of dragon breath.

Frost Breath!

White ice flames erupted, white and flawless, as if pure and harmless, but those adventurers who were exposed to the ice flames were frozen into ice sculptures almost instantly.

At the same time, there are some unlucky monsters that are frozen, and to the Primordial Dragon, these monster minions are nothing more than cannon fodder.

[Deep Freeze: You are frozen by biting frost, you can't perform any action, and lose 55 health every 10 seconds for 5 minutes, if the frozen ice cube is shattered, you will be free, but you will immediately receive 550 burst damage, if you die because of this damage, your corpse will immediately turn into a pile of broken ice cubes (unable to resurrect or summon to turn into an undead)]

This freezing effect is quite terrifying, most adventurers have less than 1,000 HP, unless the ice cube is smashed immediately, otherwise as long as you wait for a while, the adventurer will shatter into ice at the moment of breaking.

However, for this situation, Mo Fei also arranged a way for everyone to crack it.

Firestorm!

Wall of Fire!

Hand of Flame!

Dragon's Breath!

Various levels of fire magic scorched the frozen ice sculptures.

The flames can negate the freezing effect and will not trigger burst damage, so as long as you master the heat, you can unfreeze them relatively safely.

Of course, if you are unlucky, you may also be killed by ice and fire.

The moment Polelius climbed after a dive, he saw several adventurers crawling out of the ice.

Hey? I escaped.

Seeing the fire magic cast by those spellcasters, it suddenly felt like it had been calculated.

Hmph, do you use fire to overcome ice? It seems that you stupid mortals are not useless, but I am Polelius, the Polelius of the 'Frozen Flame'!

Bolerius raised his head sharply, a biting chill forming a layer of white mist on the surface of his body, a conscription of the power of the frost.

Ancient Frost Breath - Eternal Ice!

But before he could attack,

In the next second, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

Thunder Breath!

Boom, -1973!

The crimson dragon thunderbolt slammed into Bolieres' back, interrupting his breath and inflicting a great deal of damage.

What! Bolerius was taken aback, not only by being surprised, but also by the power used by the other party, the ancient dragon thunderbolt! It was the power he once had, but it had long been forgotten, and now it appeared again, but he was unexpectedly the target of the attack.

"Who is it?"

It let out a roar.

"It's me!"

A similar dragon roar was heard, and a black shadow swooped down from the direction of the sun, confronting the White Dragon King.

Seeing Edan Delon, the Storm Dragon King in the sky, Polelius was shocked and furious.

'Frozen Flame' Polylius (Lord of the White Dragons): "Duwakin, what made you attack me, what made the ancient and noble dragons become sneak attackers, no, I know every ancient dragon that survived that catastrophe, and you are not among them, who are you!?" ”

Storm Calamity Adandron (Storm Dragon King): "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is why I'm here, the legend and glory of the ancient dragon are long gone, but a new hope is born again, I want to regather the power of the ancient dragon, awaken the great dragon god, and contribute your power Duwakin to give your original power for the return of the dragon god." ”

Polyleliust's color changes, and the power of the source ...... For them, the metamorphosis of the ancient dragons, it can be said to be the same existence as the root of life.

The power of the origin cannot be traded or given, it can only be devoured, and those who can devour the power of the origin must be-

"You're a Dragon-Eater!?"

"Hehe, did you recognize it, so what is your answer?"

"You blasphemous butcher, sworn enemy of the dragons, you know nothing about the power of the ancient dragons, do you want to take my power from the origin - just come!"

Roar!

Roar!

Two roars, two dragons spewing dragon breath at the same time.

Frost Breath!

Thunder Breath!

The two energies collided together, colliding and obliding each other, but it could be seen that the power of Bolerius's frost was obviously stronger in terms of energy level, and the point where the thunder and frost met was constantly moving towards Mephi.

"See, you ignorant dragon man, you want to defeat me alone, so arrogant, so stupid, now facing the ancient power of frost."

The voice did not come from the dragon's mouth, but through the mind, which is a telepathic ability unique to dragons.

Mo Fei didn't panic in the face of the constant frost power, "Who said I was going to defeat you alone?" ”

In the next second, a green dragon, a dragon eagle, two griffins, and a giant eagle appeared from the shadow of the sun almost simultaneously.

Hammer of Light!

Meteor Burst!

Deadly Throw!

Bright Arrow!

A barrage of attacks all hit Bollelius, forcing Bolerius' breath to be interrupted.

However, these attacks did not have much effect, and although the damage was not low, it was nothing to Bolerius, who had hundreds of thousands of HP.

Instead, it outright infuriated it.

Bollelius' huge body flew into the sky, and several heroes who participated in the battle hurriedly drove their respective mounts to disperse and dodge, but Bolerius didn't care, and flew directly into the air, grabbing a higher position, overlooking Mephie.

A biting chill was released from it, and in an instant even the air froze.

"Dragons, I know that your despicable souls have no honor at all, this is what you rely on, these ant-like mortals, weak magic and rudimentary weapons, you are too naïve, I ......"

Edan Delon's dragon soul is annihilated!

Mo Fei took advantage of the other party's kung fu to read the lines, and directly blasted over with a heroic skill that did not talk about martial arts.

The dark light flickered, and with a terrible dragon roar, a black wound appeared on Polelius's flawless body as white as snow.

System Prompt: You dealt 25781 soul damage to Polelius, and you inflicted an One Death decision on him, and the One Death decision failed.

System Prompt: You inflicted a critical damage on Bolierus, and the critical damage was successful, and the target gained the 'Life Destruction' effect, reducing the maximum health by 30% for 24 hours.

With just one blow, the King of the White Dragon, who had just been invincible, showed a look of anger and fear, this move is worthy of being a dragon special attack skill, it is powerful.

"With such vicious magic, such evil power, I really underestimate the despicability of you dragons, but don't think that you can defeat me in this way, if you have the guts, enter my lair, and see if you can still be so arrogant in that extremely cold ice hell."

After speaking, he didn't look back, flew towards Guyun Peak, and plunged into the copy light curtain in the cave.

(End of chapter)