Chapter 257 The Power of the Curse

As Gaskell's huge body continued to fly forward, the poisonous dragon breath continued to corrode the demonized army. In just a moment, a clear death trail appeared in the middle of the demonized army.

The poisonous water of the green water on the ground began to spread rapidly, not only the demonized creatures were corroded, but everything on the ground began to corrode, quickly forming a vacuum zone with a radius of five miles.

At this time, dense bows and arrows and black magic flew up from the ground and smashed directly onto Gaskell's huge body.

But whether it is a physical attack or a magic attack, hitting this giant dragon has no effect at all.

The indestructible scales and high resistance of the dragon easily resist all attacks below.

And these attacks not only didn't hurt Gaskell, but angered him even more.

Gaskell roared angrily, flew back again, and breathed green dragon breath into the demonized army.

After it furiously vomited back and forth in the demonized army several times, one tenth of the nearly ten million demonized army had disappeared.

At this moment, Gaskell's figure suddenly swayed slightly, and his huge eyes turned to look at his back, where a small wound appeared, and black gas like flames was pouring into the wound. drill.

Gaskell's eyes were full of anger. He didn't expect that magic could hurt him.

This black gas is very strange, like magic energy, but not the same as magic.

And this evil force wants to penetrate its body through the wound.

Just digging in a little bit, Gaskell felt a piercing feeling swept through his body, causing his body to stiffen slightly in the air, and almost fell without losing his balance.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a giant dragon, the curse of sacrificing with one life can only cause so little damage."

Trunde laughed strangely, his blood-red eyes brighter, and he turned around and immediately ordered another demon warlock, "You, continue."

The Demon Warlock didn't hesitate, and immediately began to chant the spell.

With the completion of his spell, Gaskell's body got black flames and released them again, which seemed to be even more powerful.

And the Demon Warlock who had just completed the spell turned into a black mist and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It was when Chen Luo saw this that he finally knew why Trump had the confidence to slay the dragon.

The dragon's scales have enough magic resistance to resist almost all magic. Low-level magic is almost useless, even the dark magic that has just been born. The only thing is that the resistance to spells such as curse is extremely low.

Because the curse technique is between magic and spiritual power, it is not completely magic, so Gaskell can resist all magic, but there is no way for the curse technique.

In particular, the other party still sacrificed the life of the fourth-order demon warlock and used the curse technique.

No wonder Trunde brought so many Demon Warlocks here. He planned to use the Demon Warlock's life to kill Gaskell.

Immediately afterwards, the demon warlocks sacrificed one by one, using their lives to curse the green dragon.

The wound on Gaskell's back was getting bigger and bigger, and the black gas was getting denser and denser, and it began to burrow into its body to carry out crazy destruction.

Roar!

Gaskell let out an angry roar in pain, it flapped its wings violently, and rushed to the higher sky, trying to temporarily avoid these cursed forces.

"Hey hey hey, I want to run, it's too late!" Trunde Jie smiled strangely, and immediately turned around and shouted at the five demon warlocks behind him, "You, sacrifice together!"

When the five demon warlocks sacrificed according to Trunde's orders, Gaskell's painful roar resounded through the clouds in the sky.

There was fear in the shrill voice, a taste of dying.

The power of the curse will not disappear just because the target cannot be seen. As long as he is hit with this curse, even if Gaskell escapes to the ends of the earth, he will not be able to escape.

Hearing the dragon's painful roar, Trunde looked overjoyed, and this trip was not in vain.

Although he thought that only fifty or so life sacrifices would be needed to deal with a giant dragon.

But the strength of the green dragon was somewhat unexpected, and he sacrificed nearly a hundred fourth-order demon warlocks before the green dragon entered a state of frequent death.

When Chen Luo saw this, he smiled slightly, "It's over so early, it's not fun."

He was in the clouds at this moment, less than a thousand meters away from Gaskell.

Chen Luo glanced at the painful green dragon writhing wildly in the clouds. With a thought, he directly added resistance to the power of the curse to all the dragons.

Gaskell, who was still roaring in pain just now, suddenly stopped struggling, because it felt that the force that was destroying its body suddenly disappeared.

Gaskell cast a dragon magic on himself and began to heal the wounds of his body.

Although it doesn't understand what happened at this time, it is very clear that the reason for its so much pain must be these otherworldly bugs below.

Because it can sense that the caster is in the magic army below through the power of curse in the body.

Gaskell let out an extremely angry roar. When he saw that the wound on his back was slowly healing, it swooped down from the cloud like an arrow from a string, piercing the cloud and falling straight down.

When Trunde saw the green dragon falling from the clouds, he looked ecstatic, thinking that Gaskell was finished, and was about to order the demonic army to control the green dragon.

But the next moment, the smile on Trunde's face froze.

Because at the same time as he fell, Gaskell opened his huge dragon's mouth, and the breath of the dragon, which was thicker than before, roared down, and went straight to the direction where the demon warlock was!

"Stop off!!"

Trunde roared in rage, reached out and grabbed the two Demon Warlocks and threw them out, followed by the same way, and threw out six in a row.

He slammed on the ground, and his four-meter-tall figure rushed out like a cannonball.

In just one second, Trunde crossed a distance of nearly 100 meters.

And the green dragon breath also crashed down at this time, directly landing on the position where the demon warlocks were just now.

boom!

The thick dragon breath bombarded the ground, causing the entire ground to tremble slightly.

It was too late to escape, or the demon warlock who escaped relatively slowly turned into green venom, and even the opportunity to scream was too late.

When the terrifying dragon breath dissipated, a huge circular pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and a depth of dozens of meters was formed on the ground.

The nearby demonized creatures and demon warlocks disappeared cleanly, and all the green venom poured into the giant pit.

Trunde's face became extremely ugly in an instant. Gaskell's blow made more than half of the demon warlocks disappear.

Apart from the eight demon warlocks he rescued just now, there are only more than a hundred demon warlocks left.