Chapter 431
That is the auxiliary of the entire legion, a professional similar to the overlord of the legion, responsible for the status of the entire team.
The dragon army formed a square formation, orderly and powerful.
The killing intent emanating from it connects the heaven and the earth, as if the essence is pressing down.
They have not set foot on the Yuan battlefield for thousands of years, and the Dragon Clan will fully demonstrate their power in this battle.
Defeat the human race and successfully enter the meta battlefield.
Then, based on the Yuan battlefield, they continuously launch attacks on the human race and the abyss.
Revenge for a thousand years ago.
Every dragon soldier had murderous intent in his eyes. At this time, the shield of the fortress had been breached, and the real battle was about to begin.
Lin Moyu saw it and whispered, "There are 9,600 people in total, 800 teams, 12 people per team."
"Each team has 3 knights, 3 archers, 3 mages, and 3 healers."
"The team formation method is slightly different from ours."
"Three healers, coupled with the dragon's strong vitality, make the team's ability to continue fighting very powerful."
"They don't distinguish between high and low professions, only the strength of bloodline. This is different from our human race."
While Lin Moyu was thinking, the Yalong Legion was getting closer and closer.
Ni Jun waved the magic sword and released the last state before the battle began.
Skill: morale boost
[Morale boost: Throw away fear and increase fighting spirit. Within 10 minutes, defense power increases by 30% and attack power increases by 30%. 】
All races are ready.
The city gates were wide open, and the first batch of troops had rushed out of the city and were waiting in full formation.
On the city wall, the mage archers were also ready.
At this time, Lin Moyu suddenly jumped from the city wall, went straight to the outside of the city, and appeared at the forefront of the human army.
Then, like taking a walk, he walked towards the dragon army.
Seeing Lin Moyu behaving like this, everyone's eyes widened and they didn't understand what he was going to do.
"What is he going to do!"
"Is this guy crazy?"
"Is he going to die because he can't think about it?"
"There is an army of dragons on the opposite side, an army of ten thousand people. What can you do if you go up there alone?"
"Crazy, this guy is really crazy."
"The aura of genius made him lose his mind, and he became a self-righteous guy."
Someone called Lin Moyu from behind to ask him to come back.
But Lin Moyu ignored it and kept walking forward.
On the podium, Ni Jun was also stunned on the spot and murmured, "What is he going to do?"
Zhang Qian shook his head and said he was unclear.
Ni Jun said in a deep voice, "Before the third revolution, no matter how powerful one person is, it is impossible to fight against the legion. I'm afraid this guy is crazy. No, I'm going to call him back."
Just as he was about to take action, Zhang Ting held him back, "Don't worry, look..."
Ni Jun's eyes widened at this time, and he saw one undead army after another appearing around Lin Moyu.
Not only him, but also the people who were sarcastically saying that Lin Moyu was sending him off just now shut their mouths at this moment.
Fifteen undead legions appeared neatly and orderly beside Lin Moyu.
A dark wind blew on the Yuan battlefield.
Although the number of the undead army is not as good as that of the Dragon Clan, it is not weak at all in terms of power.
The Lich General cast his skills at the same time, and white light shot into the sky, illuminating the earth.
Lin 303 silently said that one person should fight an army.
Even the charging Yalong Legion was stunned for a moment.
Then someone exclaimed, "The army of the undead is Lin Moyu!"
"The Dragon King has an order. Kill Lin Moyu and you will be rewarded with a high-level bloodline. You can also enter the Ancestral Dragon Pond once!"
"Kill Lin Moyu!"
At this moment, the Yalong Legion rushed towards Lin Moyu, and their huge murderous intent suddenly pressed towards Lin Moyu.
What he did in the eternal battlefield has been spread back to the dragon world.
Among the Dragon Clan, he is already on the must-kill list.
Lin Moyu didn't care, the undead army shrank in the blink of an eye, surrounding Lin Moyu in the center.
Then, together with Lin Moyu, they launched a charge towards the Yalong Legion.
Lin Moyu took the lead, with a single click of his finger, red light filled the sky.
Skill: Curse of Slowness!
The curse took effect, and all the dragons' movements slowed down instantly.
"curse!"
The healers used their skills to lift the curse.
Skill: Poison Star Ring!
A bit of green light exploded, and the poisonous star ring quickly passed through the air, carrying a strong poisonous element.
A large number of dragons were collectively poisoned.
Each one screamed as if they had been hit hard.
Although they are all over level 50, they cannot ignore the attack of 14,000 points of power.
And it still has to be endured once every second.
The vitality is being drained rapidly.
The healers in the dragon team are very busy.
On the one hand, the curse must be lifted and on the other hand, treatment must be carried out.
Dragon mages and archers attack at the same time.
Thousands of mages and archers took action at the same time.
In an instant, the sky was filled with arrows and meteorites falling, completely covering Lin Moyu and his undead army.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the fortress couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
How can this be stopped! .
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The skeleton armor on Lin Moyu's body shone brightly, and the skeleton mage also launched an attack at the same time.
The same dense spells fell towards the dragon knight.
Some of the spells collided in the air and exploded.
For a moment, the picture was extremely gorgeous, like the most beautiful fireworks, blooming brilliantly.
"gorgeous!"
Lin Moyu raised his head and looked at the rain of arrows falling from the sky and the meteorites that followed, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
This kind of scene is rare to see.
But in the eyes of others, this is the picture of death.
No one thought Lin Moyu could survive it.
Its army of undead can't survive either.
In any case, no matter how many undead legions there are, they are only level 35 after all.
Some people had closed their eyes, feeling that Lin Moyu was dead.
Arrows exploded and meteorites fell.
The dense attack overwhelmed the entire undead army.
"The price of arrogance!"
"Lin Moyu is finished."
"Without a therapist, no matter how many people die, they will die."
During the explosion, a figure suddenly appeared.