Chapter 184 183. Fireball Is Used Like This

As the power of [Dragon Bloodline] was fully activated, Mo Cheng's figure was stretched higher, his muscles bulged, and his body was covered with dragon scales.

In an instant, he had transformed into a half-dragon that was over two meters tall. It was as if endless power was emerging from his body. The surge of power made him scream upwards to the sky, releasing his own pleasure.

Yes, power can bring pleasure.

And when everything that appears in front of them can be destroyed by their own power, and their fragile lives can't be erased by Mo Cheng with just a move of his hand, how can the feeling brought by this power not bring pleasure?

The right hand moved from bottom to top, the sharp claws tore through the air, and three rapid wind blades were formed under the pure power, cutting into pieces all the people gathered around the cauldron not far away who were cooking something unknown.

No one had a chance to react. They were "shocked" the moment they realized Mo Cheng. No one could escape because the wind blade took their lives faster than they imagined.

Those were humanoid creatures, but after Mo Cheng's transformation, his sense of smell and vision were enhanced. He could see and smell them clearly.

What was being cooked in that huge cauldron was clearly also a humanoid creature.

His hearing allowed Mo Cheng to hear the cries from the cannibal tribes deeper in the area, allowing him to kill all the cannibal tribes he saw.

As the claws waved, the wind blades they brought cut the stone. Even the stone house was split into two, not to mention the fragile human body.

After casually destroying the cannibal tribe that appeared in front of him, Mo Cheng walked directly in front of the house where the cries came from. No door or wall could deny his entry.

Inside, Mo Cheng saw a group of people tied to wooden stakes with dull eyes. Their mouths were open and drooling, and they were mechanically devouring the food fed to them by the cannibal tribe, even if their bellies were bulging to the point of being bloated. Broken, still open his mouth to eat.

As for those who cried, they were obviously new arrivals because they hadn't started to gain weight yet.

The feeding method of the cannibal tribe reminded Mo Cheng of feeding pigs. He was afraid that if these people were fed to a certain level, they would be taken out and slaughtered like pigs.

This kind of behavior made him feel sick, so he didn't waste any time. He just released his pressure and shocked these cannibal tribes to death.

With the real Long Wei, it couldn't be easier to kill a group of cannibal tribes with little fighting ability.

If someone dissects the corpses of these cannibal tribes, they will find that the cause of death is all due to heart rupture.

With a few random swings of his claws, the ropes on everyone's body were torn apart. Those who were still crying for help were quite happy at first when they found themselves and were put down.

But when they saw the huge monster-like figure, they could only helplessly open their mouths, opening and closing like fish out of water, but they couldn't make a single sound.

Although it was a joy to have just escaped from the mouth of the cannibal tribe, the monster in front of him did not seem to be a vegetarian from the outside.

"Are you an adventurer or businessman who takes chances?"

Although Death Valley is notoriously evil, it still cannot stop merchants who have a lot of money left in order to reach their destination earlier, nor can it stop a team of adventurers who think highly of themselves and come to try to defeat the evil.

The guys in Death Valley are not completely mindless. Once they encounter a very powerful adventurer or a large army, they will hide well and wait for the other party to leave and reappear.

It's just that there are few adventurers who are strong enough to pass through Death Valley alone, and the nobles and city managers will not let their troops go to Death Valley. If they are ambushed, it will be a huge loss.

Therefore, those who come to Death Valley are more ignorant people who plan to use their lives to test whether their luck is strong enough and use their lives as bets.

Fearlessness based on ignorance always has to pay a price, just like now.

Mo Cheng squatted down and checked. These people must have taken too much psychedelic drugs to become like this. As long as they are taken back and treated properly, they should be fine.

Of course, it will take a lot of effort to lose that fat.

"Leave toward the exit. Those jackals have almost been cleaned up. Remember to take these stupid fat pigs with you, they can still be saved."

After saying that, Mo Cheng turned around and left. The road away from here had been cleared. It was impossible for him to escort these unlucky people home in his current state.

More importantly, there are still many things he hasn't tested yet.

Suddenly, a fireball roared towards Mo Cheng, but the biggest effect of the fireball was to attract Mo Cheng's attention.

In the state of transformation, all attributes are significantly improved. Some small spells cannot even enter the body, and will be naturally decomposed when they get close.

This is not a special skill, it is just a natural state, just like water flowing downwards and fire needing something to burn.

Magic requires more rules than any ability.

"Wild mage?"

The attire of the sneak attacker was very different from that of a regular mage. Mo Cheng immediately thought of some guys who had not received formal education and entered the path of magic due to talent and accident.

There is a corrosive toxin in the fireball. It is obvious that this wild mage has improved the spell to a certain extent. I have to praise this person's talent, but when facing a giant dragon, he is still burdened with [Slyrik] 】The blood dragon uses fireball.

This cannot be said to be ignorance, it is probably the level where a basketball layman intends to compete with Jordan in dunking.

"You also call this a fireball?"

Nine fireballs formed a circle and formed a circle behind the half-dragon monster. The wild mage immediately tried to escape by relying on his familiarity with the terrain, but before that, Mo Cheng moved faster than him.

The nine fireballs kept rotating, gradually getting closer, and finally formed a huge giant fireball in the palm of Mo Cheng's hand. Then it was compressed, compressed, until it was only the size of a baseball, and then stuffed into the wild mage. inside the body.

The blazing flames burned in the wild mage's body. The compressed flames seemed to be untied, and they suddenly swelled in the wild mage's body.

Then, flames shot out from the wild mage's facial features, and then flames shot out from his pores. Finally, the whole figure seemed to have been planted with a bomb inside his body, exploding into pieces from the inside out.

"The usage of fire element needs to be improved..."

As he spoke, the ground shook, and earthquakes began in the valley.

Mo Cheng looked at the source of the earthquake and sneered: "Now the big guy is here. If he doesn't come out, I can only use these weaklings to test."

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