Mo Fei was a little surprised that he could learn with only 8 intelligence, how low the IQ requirements of this evil magic were.

However, considering that a low-level demon like a little imp and a bad demon in the demon race can also use a few spells, it is not difficult to understand.

After all, according to the introduction of the skill book, this is just a beginner textbook, and there should be a more advanced version later.

He's good at demonic language, and the remnants of Sargeras are nagging in their ears all day long, and it's hard to learn it.

Although he felt that the primary evil spell was useless, but the skills were not overwhelming, Mo Fei still opened it and learned it.

The Evil Spell turned into a golden light and submerged into his body.

[System Prompt: You have read the Evil Energy Dictionary and learned the evil spells - [Evil Touch], [Evil Missile], [Evil Fire Devourer].

Murphy opened the skill bar and looked at the three spells.

[Evil Touch: Infuses the enemy's power and detonates, dealing 155 Chaos Damage and creating a Soul Burn effect, interrupting the target's current spell.

Required: Close contact, 3 evil powers. 】

[Evil Missile: Condense the power of evil energy into a missile to attack the enemy, dealing 50 Chaos damage to the target, and after hitting the target, it will produce a small area of explosion damage, dealing 5 splash damage.

Usage: 1 Unholy Power. 】

[Evil Fire Erosion: Summons evil energy to incinerate the enemy's body, dealing 15 chaos damage every five seconds for 30 seconds.]

Required: 2 Unholy Abilities. 】

Sure enough, it's just the lowest level of evil magic, a fireball, a DOT, a close-range burst/interruption, and the damage is all very touching.

The interruption effect of the touch of evil energy is even more funny, and it is all close to Lao Tzu simply cut you directly with the giant sword on the door panel, and the head is not the same, can you interrupt the spell casting.

These three spells are really chicken, this thing can't be used by ordinary mages, it needs the power of evil energy to use, and if Mo Fei wants to use it, he can only use the evil energy in the Ring of Domination to cast it.

Mo Fei threw a blast at a crocodile in a pool in the distance, and was speechless as he looked at the damage numbers of dozens of points.

It can only be said that talking is better than nothing.

Now that Ankarad had been found, the group returned to the camp.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning, before the dawn sun shone on the Angolo jungle, Murphy slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't sleep that night, he just closed his eyes to recuperate, as a dragon feaster, he could be like a dragon for days and nights without sleeping, this sinister environment, must be vigilant.

In order to ensure his own safety, and in order to be optimistic about the troops he brought, he simply didn't sleep all night.

Taking advantage of the fact that the others were not yet online, Mo Fei decided to go to a person to scout first, and with his speed, even if he encountered danger, he could avoid it in advance.

Mo Fei didn't turn into a dragon, it was too much movement, but he found a dragon surveyor to be the driver, and he sat in the back seat of the storm dragon and flew directly to the northeast.

After flying over the jungle, over the swamps and lakes, over the huge volcano in the jungle, and after flying for more than ten minutes, a huge rift valley came into view.

The area around the rift valley is also covered with dense jungle vegetation, and the greenery almost blends together, but the ground at the entrance of the rift valley is unusually flat, full of crushed trees and plants, and a huge ramp is hundreds of meters wide that leads to the depths of the rift valley.

The ramp was apparently created by some kind of giant creature crawling.

You don't have to guess to know that it must have been the traces left by Ankarad's entry and exit.

It's easy to find.

Thinking about the strength of the etheric dragon, most of them will not hide their whereabouts.

Mo Fei didn't dare to get too close, so he let the Dragon Surveyor land from a distance, let his little brother hide, and carefully touched the direction of the rift.

Walking through a jungle, the dawn sun finally rises, and the sunlight shines down from the forest, forming a fine beam of light, and the early morning mist makes this jungle seem to have a little more magical atmosphere, quiet and full of fantasy.

Murphy liked the feeling, and he jumped lightly on the dry ground, as if he was not scouting for the tracks of terrible monsters, but for a walk.

Suddenly, a pond appeared in front of me.

Mo Fei stopped suddenly, he saw a demon tyrannosaurus, standing on the edge of the pond and bowing his head to drink water, as if sensing something, the demon tyrannosaurus suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Fei.

Mo Fei looked at the giant beast in front of him calmly, the Demon Tyrannosaurus Rex was very similar to the Tyrannosaurus Rex, the biggest difference was the huge spikes growing on its back, and the rest was almost identical.

A 'human' and a 'dragon' looked at each other, the difference between the two was huge, but in terms of momentum, Mo Fei didn't have any sense of weakness, the demon tyrannosaurus seemed to feel something, blinked suspiciously, slowly turned his head, and retreated away.

"Heh, you're quite sensible, aren't you?" Murphy muttered to himself.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

In the next second, a violent wind blew down like an overwhelming blow, and the branches and leaves of the trees were blowing.

Call!

Before the demon tyrannosaurus could dodge, it was bitten and flew into the sky.

Murphy was taken aback.

Look up at the sky.

A behemoth is slowly flying through the sky.

Oh my god, what the hell is that!

Of course he recognized that thing, it was a dragon, no need to ask, it was Ankarad he was looking for this time, the wingspan of the giant dragon in front of him was probably more than two hundred meters, and the size was even comparable to the Death Wing.

'Devourer' Ankarad (Ancestral Dragonlord). Level 90, world-class 4th order. Health 1459182.

Ancestral Dragon King? This thing has not evolved and has always maintained the form of an Ancestral Dragon! Murphy was shocked.

Looking at the dragon that disappeared into the sky in the distance, Murphy was silent.

I can't figure it out.

The Ancestral Dragon didn't have any dragon abilities, and it only needed to absorb a certain amount of energy to master a new skill system, but this thing didn't complete its evolution for tens of thousands of years, which is really a bit iron.

And with a blood volume of 1.5 million, this blood volume and this body size, it is simply the same level as Deathwing, how to deal with this thing?

The key is that the size is too big, if it really fights, ordinary people will be given seconds with a dragon claw slam.

Mo Fei secretly thought that if he went up to the hand-to-hand fight, the result would not be optimistic.

Don't look at the dragon's wingspan of more than two hundred meters, his wingspan is sixty or seventy meters, it seems that there is only two or three times the difference, but in terms of volume, the difference is dozens of times, and the two are not of the same order of magnitude at all, which is even more desperate than dealing with Bolerius at the beginning.

Don't worry, our lineup is so strong, so many heroes and super soldiers, no matter how fierce it is, it can be beaten, and besides, this is a game, as long as you have a health bar, you can kill.

Murphy comforted himself.

But how do you kill it?

Wrong! Mo Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of something.

Bolerius is a world-class boss of the third order, also level 90, only 340,000 blood.

This product is only one level higher, and the amount of blood is so much worse? It's not scientific.

Maybe health is Ankarade's dragon ability?

Since Ankarade's exclusive title is 'Devourer', its 'Devouring' skill must be quite special, and it may have some special effect, such as being able to devour hero units or something.

And most of the boss's HP is an integer, but its HP is zero and round, which is very unusual, maybe 'devouring' can increase its HP limit and size?

Murphy guessed that this should be some kind of growth-type boss talent.

Yes, it must be so, it is precisely because of tens of thousands of years of continuous devouring and accumulation that there is such a terrifying amount of blood, otherwise it can't be explained at all.

If that's the case, then it must be weaker in other respects.

The Ancestral Dragon itself did not control the power of the elements, and Ankarad gave up the power of the elements and chose to move forward on the path of physical strengthening, which is why he has the current size.

This guess makes sense, and if you look at it this way, at least you don't have to worry about any other special skills.

Murphy took stock of the troops brought this time again,

100 Dragonhunter Musketeers, 100 Phantom Marksmen, 100 Centaur Condor Marksmen, 100 Centaur Windriders.

There are more than two hundred eagle knights left, and the harpy banshee died a little more when she fought the swarm before, and there are only more than a hundred left, plus nearly three hundred dragon pilots.

More than a thousand elite troops.

With the full output of the ground forces alone, it can deal 30,000 or 40,000 damage in one round, which means that it can be killed in 30 rounds.

And that's not even counting the output of those air units and a couple of heroes.

As long as you can hold back the hatred and everyone goes all out, it won't take long for more than one million lives.

Thinking of this, Murphy's mentality recovered somewhat.

Turning back to the place where the Dragon Surveyor had been hiding, he called his younger brother and returned to the camp again.

It took more than an hour to go back and forth, and when I went back, everyone else was already online.

Emperor Shenwu (Centaur King): "Brother Aidan, where did you just go?" Emperor Shenwu asked.

Aidan (Alterac Protector): "I went to scout the boss. ”

"The result?"

"The good news is that Ankarad doesn't have any monster servants around him, just a dragon, and he is still an ancestral dragon, theoretically without any dragon abilities, pure hand-to-hand boss."

"So what's the bad news?"

"How do you know there's bad news?"

"Haha, come on, there's always bad news to follow this kind of opening."

Mo Fei smiled, "Hehe, well, the bad news is that this dragon has a wingspan of more than two hundred meters and a blood volume of nearly 1.5 million. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone instantly fell silent.

Cute Big (Holy Priest): "How much - how much blood?" ”

Morgan Lisa (Grand Arcanist): "Much—how big?" ”

Hermet Nesinvari (Beastmaster Stalker): "Odin's beard, what kind of monster is that?" ”

It is no wonder that everyone is shocked, what is the concept of 200 meters, a modern large aircraft carrier, is more than 300 meters long.

The wingspan is more than 200 meters, which is equivalent to the volume of half an aircraft carrier.

Mo Fei said confidently, "Don't worry, with me, what about two hundred meters, let's still overturn him, come, I'll arrange tactics first." ”

And all the people gathered around.

Watch as Murphy draws a schematic diagram on the ground.

Murphy's tactics were simple.

All the troops are distributed on both sides of the exit of the Great Rift Valley, Murphy incarnates as the Storm Dragon King to find Ankarade to fight alone, and then attracts it into the ambush circle, and then all ranged units fire at the same time, Murphy as the main tank tries his best to attract the hatred of the boss, Meng Meng Big is responsible for adding blood, and the rest of the people are just going all out.

It's not a clever plan, but with such a luxurious lineup, the chances of success are still high.

However, Emperor Shenwu hesitated.

"If all goes well, maybe it will be over in a few minutes - what, what's the problem?"

Emperor Shenwu shook his head, "According to my experience, this kind of thing will definitely not go well, and there will definitely be problems. ”

"There's no way around this, it's the first time we've faced this guy, so we'll have to improvise when the time comes."

"I can't be so casual, I think I can make a backup plan, and then make a backup plan for the backup plan to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Hermit disagreed.

"There's no need to be so troublesome, we dwarves are experts in dragon hunting, and there is a very simple way to deal with these monsters."

"Oh? Let's hear it. ”

"Find a sheep first, stuff it with explosives in its belly, wait until the dragon comes out and lure the dragon to the sheep, wait until the dragon eats the self-exploding sheep - click!"

Hemet made an explosive gesture.

Several people were in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"Ha, we've succeeded in this several times. If you can't be killed, add two more shots to ensure that it is easy to use. ”

Morgan Lisa questioned, "But how do you stuff explosives in a sheep's belly?" ”

"It's easy, use this!"

As he spoke, Hermit took a sheep out of his backpack, looked dumbfounded, and put it on the ground and spun in circles.

Mo Fei glanced at it, and there was a portrait and a blood bar on the head of the thing.

Strange Sheep (Hemmit's pet): Level 1, 100 health.

"What is this?"

"The cutting-edge crystallization of dwarf technology, using a mechanically driven bionic sheep loaded with 50 pounds of high explosives, enough to blast an adult dragon into the sky."

Looking at the vivid self-exploding sheep in front of him, Mo Feixin said that maybe it could really be done, since Ankarad is called the Devourer, he obviously likes to eat and likes to use the skill of 'devouring'.

If you really eat this thing, once it detonates, it should be considered a critical blow, right?

Maybe you can hit a fatal blow, and you can even blow up a serious damage effect at the very least.

That would undoubtedly make the battle a lot easier.

But sheep definitely can't do it, for a big guy of Ankarade's size, it's not enough to stuff his teeth, so he has to get a demon tyrannosaurus.

"Speaking of Hemmit, can you make a self-destructing Tyrannosaurus?"

Hemet Nesinvari (Beastmaster Stalker): "No problem, I'm also very good at engineering, and I have enough parts in my backpack to get me a dozen Tyrannosaurus skins, and I can make you a mechanical Tyrannosaurus that can move and walk." ”

Two hours – at the entrance to the Great Rift Valley.

All the troops have been deployed in place, and the heroes have one last combat meeting.

Aidan (Lord Protector of Alterac): "Alright guys, let's follow the plan we have laid out earlier, and if it fails, we will start Plan B, and if it fails again, we will start Plan C." ”

"What if Plan C also fails?" Meng Meng's big came out of place.

"Then let's run away, anyway, we have the air force, it's a big deal to throw all the troops away."

Mo Feixin said that anyway, what Lao Tzu brought was the Air Force, and he was not afraid that all the 400 super soldiers would die.

"Hemet - do it."

Hermit nodded, pushed the mechanical Tyrannosaurus rex out of the way, activated the clockwork, and the engineering creature made of metal, wood, explosives, and twelve Tyrannosaurus leather staggered towards the entrance to the Great Rift Valley.

Seeing the way it walked and swayed, Mo Fei was really afraid that it would suddenly fall.

Fortunately, Hermit's engineering was okay, and he finally reached the entrance of the Great Rift, and then let out a defiant roar into the depths of the Great Rift.

Roar!

Don't say it, it sounds like it.

The provocation was immediately responded, and a deafening dragon roar was heard from the Great Rift Valley, and the violent sound waves set off a gust of wind, and the grass and trees flew up, and the demon tyrannosaurus shook twice under the bombardment of the sound waves, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Murphy's heart suddenly cooled, and he looked at Hemmit, who scratched his head and showed an extremely embarrassed smile.

In the next second, the earthquake trembled, boom-boom-boom-boom, a huge black shadow slowly walked out from the depths of the rift.

(End of chapter)