Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 885: Ron strikes

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The huge skeletal body peeled away the mountain range, revealing a huge head, two empty eyes shining brightly, like lights in the night sky, the terrifying breath descended like a nightmare, everyone turned pale and trembled with horror.

Ron took a deep breath and tried to calm down his mind. Now he had no time to think about the god-level beast that Rose picked. Now that he came here, he had to face it.

"Send the order, line up, and prepare to fight!"

Ron said coldly, his voice spread far and wide through the powerful soul power, and Ron's words were no less than a reassurance Great earthquake.

"Ron..."

"Lord Lich King..."

The soldiers cheered one after another, and gradually tightened their weapons, ready to fight.

The undead dragon, which is good at soul attack, unleashes the terrifying pressure unconsciously in its roar, which has a general effect of "fear". If there is no Ron, those soldiers would have already scattered and fled in fright.

At this time, the Undead Dragon let out a low growl, and its huge body jumped down.

The body of the undead dragon passed over everyone's heads, its outstretched wings covered the sky and the sun, and a whirlwind blew up at the foot of the valley, and the Scourge suddenly became overwhelmed.

At this time, the undead dragon suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a stream of blue flames. Some soldiers couldn't dodge in time, and were touched by those blue flames, and were burned into a white skeleton amidst screams.

"Hold on... hold on..."

shouted the Scourge commander, directing his soldiers to counterattack.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

Countless undead magic blasted into the sky, scattered around like gorgeous fireworks, the magic hit the undead dragon, it let out an angry roar, a powerful force erupted, and the earth shook.

But for the god-level beast Undead Dragon, these attacks are nothing more than scratching an itch.

"The Frost Dragon..."

"Roar… "

Some necromancers muttered words and began to summon the frost dragons. After a while, a head of frost dragons penetrated the space and appeared on the battlefield.

The undead dragon roared loudly, opened its mouth wide, and spit out streams of faint blue flames.

"boom-"

When the blue flame with the power of death collided with the ice-cold breath of the Frost Dragon, the ice-cold dragon's breath disappeared like water mist, and as long as those terrible blue flames touched a little bit, the whole body would burn blazingly .

The frost giant dragon is the pinnacle undead creature, but when it encounters a god-level alien beast, the undead dragon, it is only for the sake of being abused. In just a short while, dozens of frost giant undead dragons were killed.

Compared with the god-level alien beasts and the god-level alien beasts, there is a gap between heaven and earth.

The undead dragon seemed to be aroused fiercely. It flapped its bone-like wings quickly, and countless blazing blue flames fell from the sky.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

Blue flames covered the sky and rained down from the sky, as if the end was coming, the entire Weeping Valley ignited a raging fire, and the formation of the Scourge was in chaos, and the undead whose strength was lower than that of God's Domain were burned to death ash.

The strength of the god-level alien beast is comparable to that of a god, and it is almost an overwhelming massacre against the powerhouses of the gods and below. The undead dragon poured out its power wantonly, turning the entire Weeping Valley into a Shura hell.

"Sure enough, the undead dragon is the pinnacle of the god-level beasts!"

Ron stood up, staring at the sky with his dark eyes, his eyes were burning with fighting intent. At the same time, the Scourge Scepter in his hand suddenly turned rapidly, and in an instant, the powerful death power quickly condensed.

"Boundless darkness descends on the world... with a breath of depravity and decay... noble undead walk in the world... let the flowers of death bloom in every corner..."

"Poison Ball!"

Ron finally finished reading the last syllable. At this moment, with a wave of the magic staff in his hand, he opened his eyes like a god of death, and a huge cyan ball of light blasted into the sky.

With a sound of "Boom...", the cyan ball of light hit the undead dragon's abdomen heavily, and then spread out, forming a huge cyan vortex in the air.

The undead dragon uttered a miserable howl, and then its body tilted, and its huge figure fell heavily.

"Hit... hit..."

The undead of the Scourge cheered loudly, and more undead magic blasted towards the undead dragon.

The "poisonous ball" has a strong corrosive force, and a big hole was opened in the abdomen of the undead dragon, and huge bone fragments fell from the sky, and the body of the undead dragon hit the mountain wall fiercely On top of it, then turned around and fell heavily to the ground.

The undead dragon kept struggling and rolling on the ground, and the sound of wailing resounded throughout the valley. The powerful death power continuously corroded its body, and its bones and flesh were reduced to ashes.

"Master Ron is so powerful, he actually defeated the Undead Dragon!"

"Of course, he is the heir to the Lich King, the leader of the Scourge..."

"Then what is the guy in Icecrown Castle who calls himself the God of Calamity?"

"He... he can only be regarded as a fool... hahaha..."

"Long live..."

The undead soldiers cheered and cast admiring glances at Ron. Ron's invincible image was instantly erected, and his prestige also reached its peak.

"Is this the end?"

Ron looked at the undead dragon struggling on the ground, and frowned suspiciously.

This god-level beast undead dragon fell down with just one blow? Isn't this too careless? Is this the most difficult undead dragon in the legend

Until now, Ron still didn't believe that he had defeated it. This... victory came too easily, right

"Maybe its strength is very strong, but its defense is pitifully weak..."

Thinking in his heart, Ron slowly lowered his hand holding the Scourge Scepter, and he had already seen that the Undead Dragon had completely stopped moving.

Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his tense face.

"Elantra, you should send someone up immediately to have a look..."

Ron sat down again, and said to the captain of the guard, Elantra, that he was a middle-aged undead with a long chin and a bushy beard.

"Yes, Lord Lich King!"

Elantra bowed his head and saluted, and when he looked up, Ron saw his reverent eyes.

"Jed... come with me!"

Elantra said to a brown-haired undead young man beside him.

"Yes, Uncle Elantra!"

The brown-haired undead young man bent over and replied respectfully, his name was Jed, and he was the nephew of Uncle Elantra, the captain of Ron's guard.