Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-One: The Peak Strength of the Juggernaut
Behind Luo Lei, the commander of the Wild Dragon Legion, who is known as the number one God of War in the Eight Desolation City, Luo Hai pressed his sword hilt and followed the monarch quietly. When he saw Luo Lei ascending the city, he turned around and shouted: "Fierce tiger!" Legion, press me up, don't hold back any more, let the strange demons in the north see how powerful the brave warriors of Bahuang City are!"
In the south of the city, a large number of cavalry came galloping, followed by infantry, archers, and equipment arms. Until the 18th wave, finally the nobles of Bahuang City were willing to fight to the death.
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Luo Lei was desperate, and slowly stepped onto the podium. Soon, the three weeping blood dragons rushed towards him with their halberds. It seemed that the dragons also realized that this person was a big shot. Without panic, he unsheathed his sword suddenly, the desperate and frightening edge shone on the sky, the flames were raging, and the three-headed dragons retreated one after another, not daring to approach them, covering their eyes one by one, screaming miserably, as if saying: "Ah! What kind of weapon is this? It blinded my dog's eyes..."
With a low growl, Luo Hai stepped forward, killed the dragon man with a few swords, and stood guard in front of Luo Lei, saying: "Young knights, guard the city!" [
After Luo Lin, the commander of the Fierce Tiger Legion, was instantly killed by Chi Yuhan, the military power of the Fierce Tiger Legion seemed to have fallen into the hands of Luo Hai. Anyway, it was not his cronies, and Luo Hai didn't cherish it. A large number of cavalry blocked up, followed by archers and crossbow carts. The strong defensive formation no longer relied on the defensive equipment on the city.
Luo Lin stood there blankly, holding a red-hot long sword in his hand, and said, "Father, despair..."
"What's the matter, Lin'er?" Luo Lei asked in surprise.
Luo Lin whispered: "Father, the strange demons are attacking our position one after another, 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 despair. With despair, I can have the power to destroy them. Otherwise, I really can't resist those tyrannical strange demon forces. If Ling Han comes, we will be even more connected There is no chance of winning, and the cold and desolate dragon city will fall apart in an instant..."
Luo Lei murmured, looked at his son, and said, "Despair is now a sacred weapon of the empire, which represents the highest power in the Kingdom of Bahuangcheng. Now, it's not time for you to be enthroned, do you understand?"
Luo Lin was stunned: "Father, that is just a weapon. I... I just want to protect the people I care about. I... I never thought of taking the royal power of Bahuang City?"
"alright……"
Luo Lei seemed a little impatient, and said: "Enough! Lin'er, take your people and go to the city to rest for a while. This place is temporarily handed over to me. Your father's sword is not old, and he holds despair in his hand. He will definitely not let you down." From the Eight Desolation City."
"Then...well then..."
A look of pain flashed across Luo Lin's face, he looked at the people in the cold and desolate Dragon City, and said, "Liu Shuang, Su Ke, Darin, retreat into the Dragon City with me, and take a short rest for supplies, everyone. Everyone is exhausted..."
Liu Shuang held the Zhan Hua 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 from Cold Desolation Dragon City withdrew one after another, while the Fierce Tiger Legion of Bahuang City switched defenses one after another. About 50,000 NPC troops approached the city, forming an oppressive counterattack against the dragon people.
The player camp is still assisting in the defense. We have no reason to withdraw, anyway, we have already defended until now, and everyone is still waiting for the boss of the 18th wave!
"Crack..."
The Longchi sword cut off the head of a dragonman sharply. I took advantage of the situation and the Zhenyue sword slashed between the necks of another dragonman. After getting used to the current attributes, I singled out two 118-level dragonmen. Tier 4 Strange Demons are no longer a big problem. Behind me, the 1,500 dragon-slaying people are already my most precious wealth and must be protected.
In just 2 hours, it seemed like a torment. [
Finally, no dragonman climbed up to the city anymore, and the city was full of weeping blood dragonmen, npcs, and player corpses, blood flowed all over the ground, equipment, cards and other props fell on the ground one by one, everyone simply Cleaning up the battlefield, at this moment, a shocking dragon's 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 boss of the 17th wave can hurt Luo Lin, and the boss of the 18th wave, I don't know if Luo Lei, who is holding despair, can resist it ?”
I smiled slightly: "I don't know, let's see, this boss probably doesn't dare to touch the boss anymore, let's play by ear..."
"Um!"
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The next moment, with a roar, a black shadow rushed from the foot of the mountain. It was a warrior in black armor holding a long sword. The dragon-shaped pattern, the scale-like defensive form emerges on the surface of the armor, the long sword is indigo, and the image of a cyan dragon emerges, and it is a sword slash, and suddenly a group of tigers The cavalry was torn into a piece of flesh and blood, and was instantly killed.
"quack……"
Under the iron helmet was a handsome and hideous face. Looking at the NPC army in the city, he pointed his fingers together and said with a smile: "You ants, when the dragon disappears from the earth, you have lost your faith. Now, it's time for me to help you regain your faith and face the judgment of death!"
"boom!"
A huge flame blast exploded in 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, gnashing his teeth and said: "What's the situation with this boss, so strong? The rhythm of exterminating human "sex"?"
I nodded, took a few steps forward, and carefully read out the attributes of the boss shared in the channel of the main branch alliance [Black Dragon Demon Spirit Monroe] (Xianlin-level boss) Level: 118 Attack: ? ? ?
defense:? ? ?
Qi and blood:? ? ?
Skills: [Rock Breaking Slash] [Dragon Flame Power] [Sacred Dragon Grip] [Sacred Bloodline] Introduction: Monroe, a sacred dragon in ancient times, is a leader in the lineage of black dragons. He acquired the inheritance of the sacred bloodline through cultivation, and became one of the dragon clan closest to the Dragon God. Relying on his own strength, he finally rebelled and escaped from the Dragon Domain, becoming a wild dragon, and was eventually hunted down by many sword master-level human masters. After entering the strange demon territory, he was taken in by Ling Han and became one of his minions. Monroe has a violent temperament and likes to devour young children. He is known as the most evil dragon. Once you encounter this fierce beast, please be careful...
I took a deep breath and said in the channel of the whole guild: "Be careful, the 118-level Xianlin-level boss, this should no longer be something we can fight... Rock Breaking Slash is an attack of sword energy, and Long Yanjin is an attack of sword energy. Long-range burst attack, about 10x10 range, the shape of the Holy Dragon's Grip and the Holy Bloodline is temporarily unknown, we don't want to attack, just stay where we are, and wait for the development of the situation!"
A group of Dragon Slaying players shouted loudly: "The lord is wise!"
Obviously, no one is willing to provoke this evil spirit. So what if a super boss of this level can burst out a fairy weapon. In fact, no one has the life to get this piece of equipment, especially in the current situation. It's not Luo Lin and Liushuang, but Luo Lei who is holding despair. To be honest, I don't expect much from Luo Lei's strength. An old king who has been in the deep palace all year round but has not fought, Indulging in the power struggle of intrigues, how capable is he to fight against the strange demons in the north?
"superior!"
Luo Hai held his long sword and shouted: "Come on, cut off Monroe's head, I want to see if this sacred dragon has three heads and six arms?!"
A group of soldiers from the Tiger Legion rushed forward one after another, slashing around Monroe, but the blades and halberds could only splash sparks on Monroe's protective aura without any damage. On the contrary, Monroe let out an arrogant laugh, swept across the sword, cut a group of soldiers in half, suddenly opened his hand, and shouted angrily: "Grasp of the dragon!" [
"flood!"
Flames surged, and a black dragon's claw condensed in front of it, blasting out directly, the attack covered a distance of about 40 yards, and formed a fatal bombardment to the enemies along the entire line, even heavy cavalry were also defeated Boom killed them, and those archers and swordsmen were even burnt to death, which was horrible.
"Gudong..."
I swallowed and said, "This dragon's grip is somewhat similar to Qingqian's Firefox grip..."
Yue Qing opened her big eyes: "Well...the power of Firefox's grip is 10% of this one, I'll be thankful..."
"Ha ha……"
"Idiot Brother Xiaoyao..."
"..."
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Above the city, Monroe rushed into the crowd and started killing. One by one, the Dragon's Grip and Long Yanjin exploded, leaving deep pits on the city. While killing and wounding npcs, it also formed a huge blow to the city. Serious damage, this Monroe is only the boss of the 18th wave, and it is already in the realm of human beings, there are at least 6 waves to come, ****, just thinking about it makes my scalp numb, how to fight?
"Mother, this beast!"
Luo Hai let out a roar, and went up with his sword in hand, shouting: "Munro, you arrogant bastard, take a sword from Grandpa, let you know what is the peak strength of a sword master!"
"flood!"
Lie Yan (raging flames) emerged from the blade of Luohai's sword, and he suddenly jumped up into the air. Power runes spun around his body and condensed on the blade. The next moment, his body flew violently, and slashed towards Monroe with great force!
Monroe raised his head suddenly, a coquettish smile flitted across the corner of his mouth: "Trash!"
With his feet on the ground, Monroe jumped towards Luohai's sword blade, and with his left fist, he blasted Luohai's sword blade away with a "bang". The man fell into the city with a bang, and quickly caught up with him, gave up the sword in his hand, grabbed Luo Hai's shoulder with both hands, and opened his mouth to bite it!
"Pfft... Chi la..."
Blood splashed, and amidst the screams of falling into the sea, an arm flew into the sky.
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