Behind Luo Lei, the commander-in-chief of the Wild Dragon Legion, known as the No. 1 God of War in the Eight Desolate City, pressed his sword on the hilt and quietly followed behind the monarch. When he saw Luo Lei ascending to the city pool, he turned and shouted: "Liehu Legion, give me all pressure, don't have any reservations, let the strange demons in the north see how powerful the heroes of the Eight Desolate City are!"
To the south of the city, a large number of cavalry came galloping in, followed by infantry, archers, weaponry, etc., until the 18th wave, finally the nobles of the Bahuang City were willing to take a desperate fight.
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Luo Lei was desperate and stepped slowly onto the podium. Soon, the three-headed blood weeping dragon danced with halberds and rushed towards him. It seemed that the dragon also realized that this man was a big man. Luo Lei did not. Without panic, he suddenly took the sword out of its sheath, and the desperate and terrifying edge shone on the world. The flames were raging, and the three-headed dragon people retreated one after another. They did not dare to come forward, covering their eyes one by one, squeaking miserably, seeming to say: "Ah! What kind of weapon is this, it has blinded my dog's eyes..."
With a low roar, Luo Hai stepped forward, killed the Dragonman with a few swords, and guarded him in front of Luo Lei, saying: "Young knights, guard the city!"
After the commander of the fierce tiger legion Lokelin was killed by Chi Yuhan with a single blow, the power of the fierce tiger legion seemed to have fallen into the hands of the sea. A large number of cavalry blocked up, archers, arrow ballistas, etc. kept up. The strong defensive formation no longer relied on the defensive equipment on the city.
Luo Lin stood there blankly, holding a long sword that had been burnt red in his hand, and said, "Father, despair..."
"What's wrong, Lin'er?" Luo Lei asked in surprise.
Luo Lin whispered: "Father, the strange demons are impacting our position in waves, and there will be a commander in each wave. These commanders are extremely tyrannical and cannot be resisted by our ordinary soldiers. So... I also ask my father to give me the use of despair. With despair, I can have the power to destroy them, otherwise I really can’t resist those tyrannical powers. If Ling Han comes, we will be even more connected. There is no chance of winning, the cold and wild dragon city will fall apart in an instant..."
Luo Lei groaned, looked at his son, and said: "Despair is now the sacred artifact of the empire, which represents the highest power of the Eight Desolate City Kingdom. Now, it is not the time for you to ascend the throne, do you understand?"
Luo Lin was stunned: "Father, that's just a weapon. I... I just want to protect the people I care about. I... I never wanted to seize the kingship of the Eight Desolate City?"
"All right… "
Luo Lei seemed a little impatient, and said: "Enough! Lin Er, take your people, go to the city to rest, and leave it to me for the time being. Your father is not old, and he is desperate in his hand. He will definitely not let him down. From the Eight Desolate City."
"That... Okay..."
A look of pain passed across Luo Lin's face, and he looked at the people in the Cold and Wild Dragon City, and said, "Liou Shuang, Su Ke, Dahlin, withdraw into the Dragon City with me, take a rest for a while, everyone is tired. The horse is exhausted..."
Liushuang held the Huajian sword: "My lord? We... We can't retreat, the cold and desolate dragon city is our foundation..."
"Stop talking, obey my orders!"
"Well... yes, my lord!"
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A large group of NPC troops in the Cold and Wild Dragon City withdrew one after another, and the Fierce Tiger Legion in the Eight Desolate City changed their defenses one after another. About 5W+ NPC soldiers approached the city and formed an oppressive counterattack against the dragon people.
The player camp is still assisting in the defense. We have no reason to withdraw. Anyway, the defense is up to now, and everyone is still waiting for the 18th wave of BOSS!
"Kacha..."
The dragon pool sword sharply cut off the head of a dragon man. I took advantage of the situation. The Zhenyue sword slashed another dragon man’s neck continuously. After getting used to the current attributes, I singled out two 118 level 4 strangers. The devil is no longer a big problem. Behind me, the 1,500 people who slashed the dragon are already my most precious treasure and must be protected.
Just two hours, it seemed to be a torment.
Finally, there is no dragon climbing up the city anymore. The corpses of blood weeping dragons and NPCs and players are everywhere in the city. The blood is full of the ground, and the equipment, cards and other items fall on the ground. Simple everyone Cleaned the battlefield. At this moment, a terrifying dragon roar came from a distance...
"The BOSS is coming..." Lin Wan'er looked into the distance with a pair of wonderful eyes, and said: "The 17th wave of BOSS can hurt Luo Lin. I wonder if the 18th wave of BOSS can withstand the desperate Luo Lei? "
I smiled slightly: "I don't know, look, this BOSS probably doesn't dare to get involved anymore. We acted by chance..."
"Ok!"
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The next moment, accompanied by a roar, a black shadow darted from below the mountain. He was a warrior in black armor holding a long sword. His armor was as sharp as a dragon blade, and his chest was like a huge dragon. The pattern, the surface layer of the armor showed a scaly defensive form, the long sword was indigo blue, and the image of a cyan dragon appeared. It was a sword attack, and suddenly a group of cavalry of the fierce tiger legion was torn into a piece of flesh and blood. , It was immediately killed by a spike.
"Quack..."
Under the iron helmet, there was a handsome face that was a bit hideous. Looking at the NPC army on the city, he made five fingers and smiled: "You ants, when the dragon disappears from the ground, you have lost your faith. Now, it’s time for me to help you regain your faith and meet the judgment of death!"
"boom!"
A huge flame shock wave erupted from the crowd, and a group of archers were burned to ashes!
"Depend on… "
As strong as Li Mu, he couldn't help taking a half step back, gritted his teeth and said: "What is the situation of this boss, so strong? The rhythm of extinction of humanity?"
I nodded, and took a few steps closer, carefully reading out that the attributes of the BOSS were shared in the channel of the main branch of the guild—
【Black Dragon Demon·Monroe】(Xianlin-level BOSS)
Level: 118
attack:? ?
defense:? ?
Qi and blood:? ?
Skills: [Smashed Rock] [Dragon Flame] [Sacred Dragon's Grip] [Holy Bloodline]
Introduction: Monroe, a sacred dragon in ancient times, is the strongest in the black dragon line. In just 2000 years, he has obtained the inheritance of the sacred blood line and became one of the dragons closest to the dragon god. He finally defected and escaped from the Dragon Realm and became a wild dragon. He was eventually hunted by many sword-sage-level human masters. After escaping into the territory of the alien demon, he was taken in by Ling Han and became one of his minions. Monroe had a violent temperament and liked it. Swallow young children, known as the most evil dragon, once you encounter this beast, please be careful...
I took a deep breath and said in the guild channel: "Be careful, 118-level Xianlin-level BOSS, this shouldn’t be something we can fight... Rock Slash is a sword attack, Long Yanjin is a long range The scope of the attack is about 10×10. The shape of the grip of the holy dragon and the sacred blood is temporarily unknown. Let's not attack, just stay in place and wait for the development of the situation!"
A group of Dragon Slashing players said loudly: "Leader is wise!"
Obviously, no one wants to provoke this evil spirit. What if a super BOSS of this level can explode a fairy weapon. In fact, no one has the life to get this equipment, especially in this situation, resisting the BOSS. It's not Luo Lin or Liu Shuang, but the desperate Luo Lei. To be honest, I don't expect much of Luo Lei's strength. An old king who has been in a deep palace for many years but has not yet fought. Indulging in the intriguing power struggle, how capable is it to fight the strange monsters in the north
"superior!"
Luo Hai held his long sword and shouted in a low voice: "Come on, cut off Monroe's head for me. I want to see if this sacred dragon has three heads and six arms?!"
A group of soldiers from the fierce tiger army rushed forward, slashing around Monroe, but the sword blades and halberds could only splash sparks on Monroe’s body guard, without any damage, on the contrary. Monroe let out an arrogant laugh, his sword swept across, and cut a group of soldiers in half, suddenly a hand, and shouted angrily: "Dragon's grip!"
"flood!"
The flames surged, and a black dragon's claws gathered in the front and blasted out directly. The attack covered a distance of about 40 yards. It caused a deadly bombardment to the enemies on the entire route. Even the heavy cavalry was also bombarded. When it was dropped, those archers and swordsmen were scorched to death. It was horrible.
"Gudong..."
I swallowed and said, "This dragon's grip is somewhat similar to the shallow Firefox's grip..."
Yue Qingqian opened a pair of big eyes: "That... The power of Firefox Grip has 10% of this power, so I'm thankful to God..."
"Ha ha… "
"Brother Idiot Xiaoyao..."
"..."
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Above the city, Monroe rushed into the crowd and started killing. One by one, the grip of the dragon and the dragon flame broke out, leaving deep pits on the city. While constantly killing and injuring the NPC, it also formed a great impact on the city. Serious damage, this Monroe is only the boss of the 18th wave, and he is already in an uninhabited state. There are at least 6 waves behind. Grandma's, I think my scalp is tingling, how can I fight it
"Mother, this beast!"
Luo Hai roared, holding the sword, he went up, and shouted: "Monroe, you arrogant beast, take a sword from Grandpa and let you know what the strength of the Juggernaut Peak is!"
"flood!"
Flames appeared on the sword blade falling into the sea, and he suddenly jumped up into the air, and a series of power runes swirled around his body to condense on the blade. The next moment, his body violently walked away, and he smashed into Monroe with great force!
Monroe suddenly raised his head, and a coquettish smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "Trash!"
Stepping on the ground, Monroe leaped and rushed towards the blade of the falling sea, blasted his left fist, and blasted the blade of the falling sea with a "bang". The man crashed into the city, and quickly caught up with him, gave up the sword in his hand, grabbed the shoulder of Luo Hai with both hands, opened his mouth and bit down!
"Puff........................"
With blood splashing, and the screams of falling into the sea, an arm soared into the sky.