Black Dragon Code

The sky has darkened, and in this ridge, every trace of air seems to have become cold. It is the cold that makes people's blood freeze.

The eyes of the Naiyou spider turned into scarlet, staring at the prey that was rushing here, after issuing a battle cry, most of them gave up the spell attack, but inspired the glands. Su, its strength, speed, and brutality have all increased significantly compared with the previous ones.

"Knowing magic, you can also strengthen your close combat strength."

Below the sky, a silhouette is leaping forward and not stopping, Caesar has no intention of avoiding it, and is taking the fastest The speed is close to that of the spider lord, and at the same time he makes inferences about the attributes and abilities of the spider.

At this time, spiritual energy is much easier to use than sword blades and fist claws. His spiritual energy barrier has been transformed into dozens of sharp spikes that are tens of meters long. Driven by the control of the will, the strong storm drove the sharp blade to pierce through it in cycles, forming a terrifying tornado of sharp blades around the body.

The blade storm is like a terrifying meat grinder. It moves forward as Caesar advances, but seeing the blade storm full of spiritual energy among the spiders, it turns from flashing dim-blue to blood red , In an instant, hundreds of spiders were twisted into pieces, and their limbs danced with the storm.

This level of killing efficiency made Anub'arak both shocked and angry. It began to use the unique Spirit Communication Technique of the Naiyou tribe, the summon cursed locust swarm and the bloodthirsty scarab to assist the spider army However, it forgets that Black Dragon is also the master of the Swarm. Even if Caesar fails to obtain this Innate Ability, his body is still very resistant and suppressive to various insects.

So Anub'arak can only see that the swarms of insects swarming like a black mist stopped at only halfway through, halting in a dilemma, and finally under his stronger order. A part of them reluctantly launched an offensive, and the result was of course not as expected. These supposedly very powerful Little Brat not at all caused any harm to the enemy.

The blade storm continued forward without hindrance, destroying thousands of Neyou spiders in a short time, spiritual energy and blood entwined Caesar, turning him into a crazy cold killing machine, Anub'arak jumped at nothing, his forelimbs fiercely pulled the ground, and a group of adventurers were also dumbfounded.

Seeing that the kinsmen in front were minced piece by piece, the Neyo spiders also kept retreating back. If they have wisdom, this situation has proved that they are good enough fighters. Change to Kobolds, jackals, and even most human armies, when encountering such an unrivaled enemy, most of them will disperse and flee.

"Go on! Attack!"

Anub'arak waved his arthropods and roared: "His energy is limited, and the Naiyou people are endless, come forward! Squeeze him dry , Exhaust him, kill him!"

He’s right. Even if it’s a god, there will be a day of exhaustion when the power is not replenished, and Caesar cannot escape this. Essential rules.

In fact, the feeling of exhaustion has come in quietly and silently. The constraints on the human form in large-scale wars are so great that ordinary soldiers want to reverse a war like a silly dream, even Legendary soldiers. , Blademaster wants to achieve this is also difficult as heavenly ascension.

This is also the reason why magicians are favored and respected in small species such as humans and dwarves, because they can only rely on spell to cause mass destruction, while in large species, this It does not exist. For example, in the hierarchical structure of giant dragons and Titans, warriors such as Golden Dragons and Sky Titans have always been dominant.

Closer to home, although the spiritual energy is being consumed quickly like running water, Caesar is not in trouble because of this. On the contrary, he has achieved his goal-approaching the spider lord Mone · Anub'arak.

Anub'arak is also aware of this, the distance is too close, unconsciously the opponent has rushed to the front.

He was aware of the danger. His master created him to recast the Naiyou clan instead of fighting. In terms of individual combat capabilities, he ranked bottom in the derivative body, but the opponent was Mone. The "monster" that Barlow killed.

"Stop him!"

The four limbs of Anub'arak on the ground began to retreat.

"It's too late, idiot." A voice said, sounding as soft as a mother's hotbed.

impossible!

Anub'arak jumped up in shock, like the startled jump of a midnight nightmare, there is still some distance from the final sprint, how could this damn weirdo come in one step?

——The other party did not have spare no effort before!

The surrounding dark caves used to be very kind to him, but now they are a bit strange. You can get into the crypt in just a few steps to get a safe path, but now they seem to be far away from several li.

Anub'arak heard himself ordering himself, take three steps and get in, so that he can leave the enemy behind. The underground is the territory of the Naiyou clan. As long as he dares to follow it, countless Mazes and traps will tell the offender what cruelty is.

Something hit his carapace, it didn’t hurt too much. He didn’t think about where the thing came from. Anyway, it wouldn’t be a deadly thing, probably flying around on the battlefield. Stumps and minced meat.

But no matter what the thing is, it still sticks to his back carapace. Anub'arak has no time to clean up these little rubbish now. He moves fast against the surface and gets into a cave. Then he jumped into another one. There was a deep underground tunnel waiting for him in front of him. Below it was the underground kingdom of the Naiyou clan.

He felt a little dizzy. It was strange. As the lord of the Crypt, he was dizzy. Anub'arak muttered to himself. The sharp teeth in his mouth tasted strange, and somehow It turned out to be a little nauseous.

Going into the underground tunnel, he realized what was behind him. It was a spider leg. It seemed to be a forelimb used by a Neyo spider as a weapon. I don’t know who removed it. Coming down...

Afterwards, he realized that if the spider leg enters his body, he will definitely feel it.

This is indeed the case. He felt a tingling sensation in his abdomen. He lowered his head and bowed his head to look towards his abdomen. A small spider leg was exposed and a drop of green liquid was running down. The sharp toes drip down.

Don’t worry about it, Anub'arak thought, this is just a small wound, it will bleed if it is pulled out...

The Crypt Lord rushes to the Nyon Kingdom, but he Can't look back to see if there is a chase, and can't figure out what happened to him.

It’s okay, the mother told me that the Crypt Lord is the most powerful creature of the Naiyou clan. He is cruel and abominable, and his life is tenacious. This injury is nothing. I just need to hide in my palace. Pull out the bauble at the back and rest for two days, it will be fine.

Something rattled peng peng behind him, "You are not dead yet." The voice said, Anub'arak turned around and saw a human-shaped shadow rushing over.

He tried to escape.

He felt a wound on his back. Something penetrated his body. Such a discovery caused great pain to the Crypt Lord. Anub'arak vomited, and the whole second half His body became numb, and after a few steps, he fell to the ground and could only wriggle hard.

Let me go, we can cooperate. Anub'arak wanted to say this, but there was no sound in his throat. The shadow was already approaching, and he was dragging his body out. The pain of his body being torn was coming one after another, and the Crypt Lord was forced to say "Ho, ho "the sound of.

The silhouette stopped, looked at him twice, and said, "Goodbye."

The voice was like the soft whisper of the mother, which made Anub'arak a little better. some.