Chapter 145 Triangular Four-Winged Abyss Dragon

"Kill them all, leave no one alive!"

The tall fishman let out a cruel roar. There was a hideous scar on his forehead that seemed to split his entire head. Along with the roar of the fishman leader, the scar twisted like a centipede. The trident in his hand had turned dark red, dripping with thick blood.

The trident swept across again, and the rich blood-slashing light flashed. The three fishman warriors in front of him were instantly cut in half, and the colorful internal organs flowed all over the ground.

The fishman warrior on the opposite side was not afraid of seeing this. His pupils were red and he rushed up in a hurry. He had already entered a bloody rage state, and his rationality was reduced by 90%.

In response, the scarred fishman just waved the trident casually, and the sharp three-pointed spikes penetrated the head of the violent fishman warrior, and the brain was splattered.

Death!

As time passed, the sound of the battle and the screams became weaker and weaker.

At some point, when Scar looked up, there were no more enemies in front of him.

"Hahahahaha" Scar laughed unbridledly, saying, "You are so weak, but you dare to refuse to submit to me!"

"Chief, the losses and gains have been counted." A four-armed fishman with a height of nearly three meters came over, looked at Scar, and said respectfully with a trace of admiration in his eyes.

"Speak." Scar stopped laughing and said casually.

"Our casualties were 305, and the enemy was completely wiped out, with about 3,500 corpses. In addition, the treasures collected include three small bags of inferior water element crystals, a silver anemone to strengthen the body, and more than 5,000 coarse golds."

Scar nodded slightly, glanced at the sky, and said lightly, "Let the soldiers rest for three days, and eat as much as they want during these three days. Continue to plunder after three days!"

"Yes!" The fishman warrior said respectfully, with a fanatical and expectant look.

As for what to eat?

Of course, it's the Shahua fishmen and the corpses of the sea beasts they kept in captivity!

The blood of the Shahua fishmen is full of bloodthirstiness and madness, and at the same time, they have a high degree of social unity. They are a contradiction of barbarism and civilization.

The strength of ordinary Shahua fishmen may be slightly stronger than that of goblins, but the threat posed by groups of Shahua fishmen is far greater than that of groups of goblins. They are like sharks, in groups and extremely ferocious.

In the Shahua fishmen community, according to the status, they can be roughly divided into three types.

Ordinary fishmen (one year mature)

Murman warriors (six years mature)

Murman nobles (barons, viscounts, earls. Shahua princes, Shahua fishmen kings)

Among them, the noble titles of the Shahua fishmen community not only represent the right to rule, but most importantly, they represent strength. Even the lowest baron title requires intermediate strength, and must have a record of killing creatures of the same level, so that they will be recognized as nobles by other Shahua fishmen.

Viscounts and earls require at least advanced strength.

Marquises and dukes require at least master-level strength.

The next higher, the Shahua Prince, is at least a legend. If he is not a legend, he cannot be crowned with this title.

As for the Shahua Fishman King?

It is rare for such a person to appear in tens of millions of years. To be called the king of the Shahua Fishman clan, he must not only have strength, but also have a certain peak mutation in his bloodline. Once the king appears, all Shahua Fishmen will completely obey the king's orders, march forward without fear of life and death.

Night.

In the fishman camp on the island.

Scar Fishman sat in the first seat, and with his saw-like sharp teeth, he tore the roasted thigh meat of the fishman in his hand, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Below Scar Fishman, there were two rows of strong and tall fishmen.

Four arms, white skin, blue skin, and shark head almost all have mutated fishman bloodlines, and some parts of their bodies have black scales growing out, and their powerful aura is mixed with a hint of dragon veins.

Scar looked at the group of fishman warriors below, but his mind drifted to the distance, and his eyes were a little dazed.

I vaguely remember that more than a year ago, I was just an elite murloc warrior in the tribe, and was often bullied by the murloc nobles above.

The sea beasts hunted, the elemental crystals found on the seabed, the rare treasures on the seabed, etc. All of these would be taken away by the murloc noble.

But this is a very normal thing among murlocs.

Those who are strong can naturally be unscrupulous.

So. When the Scar murloc was given power by the mysterious dragon man, he found that he could become stronger as long as he ate.

After that, in just three months, its strength grew to surpass the murloc noble who ruled the tribe, and then took the initiative to challenge, and tore him alive and ate him in front of hundreds of thousands of murlocs.

Since then, Scar has become the baron who rules the murloc tribe.

Scar, who became a baron, led the tribe's murloc warriors and the sea beasts he controlled to hunt crazily in the sea, and used the power of the entire tribe to support himself.

Not long after that, something happened. The murloc guard who guarded the tribe's hatching room reported that the murloc larvae that were hatched this time had undergone a great mutation.

When Scar came to the incubator and saw the group of semi-mature murlocs, he felt the familiar atmosphere of the same origin. After a moment of surprise, he grinned, and his ambitions expanded endlessly.

Since then, Scar began to cultivate the group of mutant murlocs. After the murlocs devoured a large amount of flesh and blood, elemental crystals, and grew stronger, their demand for food began to increase greatly. The tribal sea area could no longer provide enough food, so it started a war of external plunder.

There are a large number of Shahua fishmen living near the South China Sea. These Shahua fishmen gather in tribes and villages. The small tribes have only a few hundred fishmen, and the large tribes have tens of thousands of fishmen.

Scar started plundering from small fishmen tribes. In just half a year, he ruled nearly 10,000 fishmen, and his own strength broke through to the advanced level, becoming a fishman viscount.

The group of mutant fishmen with void blood under his command, among which the best handful have also reached the intermediate level. ——It is the fishmen warriors who are biting and eating barbecue in the lower seat.

"But this is not enough. I need to become stronger." Scar muttered to himself.

The mysterious dragon man who gave it power allowed it to expand its tribe and become stronger.

As for why it did this, Scar was too lazy to think deeply.

Its desire is very pure, that is, to obtain more power from the master. For this reason, it becomes stronger and expands its own forces regardless of the cost.

This scene not only happened here, but also in the South China Sea, in the vast sea area of ​​tens of millions of square kilometers, there were more than a dozen tribes of Shahua fishmen who suddenly began to expand rapidly around and cause killing.

As time passed, the power of this group of Shahua fishmen with void blood became stronger and stronger, and the demand for food naturally increased. A considerable part of the entire South China Sea seemed to be shrouded in the bloody killing fog.

The Black Dragon Lord far away in the Dark Forest did not pay much attention to the Shahua fishmen in the southern sea area.

A year is too short, and the fruits are too small to satisfy the Black Dragon Lord.

When the Shahua fishmen marquis is born from the seeds sown, Wu Di will go to collect the fruits and invade the sea area.

Time passed, and several months passed. One day, the dragon pool that had been rumbling and exploding finally quieted down for a moment.

In the mist, the bones of the fifty-meter-long black dragon crackled and gradually stood up, sixty meters, sixty-five meters, and finally stopped at more than seventy meters.

At this moment, the black dragon's form also changed dramatically, from a giant dragon to a dragon-man form.

"Huh, psychic power is indeed a high-level power that directly points to divine power."

The towering dragon man who stood up felt that the power in his body had not weakened at all, and he couldn't help but grin.

At this moment, he did not use the power of the spell "Transfiguration" to change the dragon body, but relied on the power of psychic power to temporarily give the real transformation of the physical form.

This transformation, unlike Transfiguration, will greatly weaken the power of the dragon body, and can completely retain all the power and strength of the dragon body.

Normally, the dragon body is more suitable for fighting, after all, the giant dragon has the title of a perfect creature.

But that is under normal circumstances. After changing to a psychic monk, in order to give full play to the martial arts advantages of this profession, the dragon-man form is the most suitable.

However, the problem is that although the transformation can be used to transform into a dragon-man form, the physical strength and intensity will be greatly weakened, which is obviously contrary to Wu Di's original intention.

Wu Di suddenly thought of the power of psychic energy.

Psychic energy is essentially the combination of illusory spiritual power and mental power.

And spiritual power has incredible power.

Fire-breathing, water-spitting, creation, life creation, these abilities can be achieved by spiritual power, as long as they are strong enough.

Therefore, a temporary transformation of the dragon body into a dragon-man form is not a problem at all.

However, Wu Di soon discovered that it was not difficult to temporarily transform the dragon body, but the difficulty was that he did not have enough spiritual energy.

His dragon body was too big.

On weekdays, his spiritual power progressed very slowly. After all, Wu Di's desire to eat was not strong most of the time. Moreover, if the desire to eat continued to increase, his rationality would also decrease, which was not conducive to calm thinking and learning spells and martial arts. This was unacceptable to Wu Di.

Therefore, only when the monthly feast begins can Wu Di's spiritual energy grow rapidly.

In this case, it took half a year to gather enough spiritual energy to barely transform the entire dragon body, and the transformation lasted only a short time, only one minute.

But it was enough.

When the strong fight, one minute is enough to decide life and death.

The black dragon man, more than seventy meters tall, punched the air in front of him.

The air rippled and exploded out of thin air. The middle of the thousand-foot mountain a few kilometers away exploded directly, and a terrifying pit tens of meters deep appeared.

"The power of the martial arts·Rolling Stone Strike is really good. This attack is estimated to be enough to kill ordinary level 19 creatures at close range." A trace of satisfaction flashed in the black dragon man's eyes.

In the past six months, Wu Di has used part of his energy in studying spells to practice the three martial arts of Instant Step, Rolling Stone Strike, and Hundred Split Fist, but soon, Wu Di found that Instant Step and Hundred Split Fist consume too much spiritual energy, and even if he learned them, he probably couldn't use them.

So Wudi thought for a moment and decided to practice the simplest and least spiritual energy consuming Rolling Stone Strike.

Martial Arts·Rolling Stone Strike (Entry Level 9%): Explodes powerful force through spiritual energy accumulation.

Feeling the speed of spiritual energy consumption in his body, Wudi estimated that Rolling Stone Strike could be used three times while maintaining the dragon man form.

This is already exaggerated.

After all, Wudi has been practicing spiritual energy for less than half a year.

Of course, the reason why it is so powerful is mainly because Wudi's basic strength is already strong, and spiritual energy and martial arts are just icing on the cake.

"It just so happens that the feast is coming soon. While going to the abyss to bring specialties, I will also practice and see how effective the martial arts are." Wu Di said to himself.

The transformation technique flashed by, and the three-meter dragon man appeared in the original place. The portal appeared, and Wu Di stepped into it.

The next moment, he came to a cave underground on a deserted island near the South China Sea.

The Mosasaur guarding here smelled a familiar and friendly breath, and instantly opened his eyes from his slumber. Seeing that it was indeed the master, he immediately came forward excitedly.

Wu Di touched the Mosasaur, which was nearly 40 meters long, and said, "Guard this place well."

It has been nearly two years since the Mosasaur was subdued. The wisdom of this big guy is no worse than that of humans.

In terms of strength, it has also been upgraded from the original level 15 to level 16. Combined with this body size, it is difficult for ordinary master-level professionals at levels 18 or 19 to kill it. After all, it has thick blood and high defense.

As the guardian of the teleportation altar, it is enough.

Under the reluctant gaze of the Mosasaur, Wudi consumed a small pile of elemental crystals, the light of the teleportation altar lit up, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

Abyss.

Duolun City.

Wudi, in the form of a three-meter dragon man under the transformation spell, walked out of the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce and headed towards the wilderness of Duolun City.

After several arbitrary doors in succession, Wudi came to a large rift valley tens of thousands of miles away from Duolun City.

Wudi, in the invisible state, floated in the air, looking at the obscure and fierce dragon power coming from the depths of the rift valley below, and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

As expected of the Wanjie Chamber of Commerce with footprints all over the star realm, the news was indeed accurate.

Wudi's figure flashed and entered the rift valley.

A moment later, a violent explosion roared in the rift valley.

Two fierce dragon roars sounded almost at the same time.

In the dust and gravel, a 50-meter-long muscular black dragon was fighting a 40-meter-long abyss dragon, which was a little smaller. The battle was extremely fierce. The claws and fangs of the two black beasts collided, and the dragon tails hit each other. The dragon scales were broken and blood was dripping.

The abyss dragon, a native dragon species of the abyss, is not the same race as the giant dragon.

Of course, the abyss dragon and the giant dragon are very similar in all aspects. The giant dragon has the dragon heritage, and the abyss dragon also has the dragon heritage. The giant dragon has dragon power and dragon breath, and the abyss dragon also has them.

The only big difference is that the abyss dragon is better at physical body, so the abyss dragon is generally huge, tens of meters or hundreds of meters is normal. After all, in the abyss, giant beasts are rampant, and many special species of abyss demons can even grow to an exaggerated degree of thousands of meters.

Although the dragon's body is inferior to the Abyss Dragon, the dragon is more talented in learning spells than the Abyss Dragon. The older and more knowledgeable dragons are basically equal in combat power to the Abyss Dragon.

For example, the white dragon is about the same strength as the one-horned Abyss Dragon at the same level.

As for the red dragon, it is about the same strength as the triangular four-winged Abyss Dragon.

The strength of the Abyss Dragon's bloodline is basically determined by the number of dragon horns and dragon wings.

At this moment, the one fighting with Wu Di is a Abyss Dragon that has reached the peak of level 19 and has triangular four wings comparable to the red dragon of the same level.

"Too weak, too weak!" Wu Di grinned, and the thick dragon tail with terrifying power directly repelled the black, demonic triangular four-winged Abyss Dragon and crashed it into the rock wall.

The two giant beasts are now using pure brute force to compete.

The Abyss Dragon likes to fight and kill with the brute force of the dragon body, and will only use other means when it cannot win.

Wudi was naturally happy to see this.

Pure dragon body brute force, without the blessing of other powers, even the legendary dragon Wudi dared to challenge it!

How could this triangular four-winged dragon in front of him, who was not even a little bit brainless and had not yet reached the legendary level, be Wudi's opponent in brute force?

Even though the Abyss Dragon was extremely good at physical body!

Under Wudi's wanton beating, this Abyss Dragon with extraordinary blood finally couldn't bear it anymore. With a dragon roar, the surging abyss energy in his body surged out, and the bursting and leaking power caused dense cracks in the abyss land within a radius of several miles.

"Asshole, die!!!"

The triangular four-winged abyss dragon opened its mouth, and a dark abyss breath with a thickness of more than ten meters directly hit Wudi.

Seeing this, Wudi grinned, opened his mouth, and also spit out a five or six meter thick pale green acid dragon breath.

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