Heroes of the Invincible Undead

In the gloomy underground dragon palace, the big red dragon on the throne is watching with interest the situation in the picture through the poisonous eyes that the hero Aijiet took out.

"This is the dragon hunting weapon of those mages? I don't see anything special."

Looking at the flames of the dragon, burning all the golem puppets under the wizard's command, and throwing the entire spell academy into a sea of ​​flames, Morel said lightly.

Her shining golden dragon pupil paused when she saw the crimson, powerful crystal dragon puppet, but only for a moment, and soon she looked away.

From the crystal dragon puppet, she felt the breath of dragon blood. When the mage made those unique golem puppets, she must have used dragon blood as a material, which also made her angry.

"Dragon King Moriel, it must be Jadet's unfavorable command that caused your dragon to suffer. The so-called dragon hunting weapon is just an excuse he made for his negligence..."

Looking at the projected picture, the red-haired woman wiping the eyeshadow took the opportunity to see the tragedy of the mages after the attack, not forgetting to suppress the recent enchantment Jadet.

Morel shook her head without answering. At this moment, a dull roar came from outside the Dragon Palace.

"Who would dare to make a noise in such a heavy place, especially in front of Master Molly? It's almost a matter of life and death." Aside, the blue minotaur urn said.

"That's my tribe, and I feel the familiar bloodline. However, from the roar, it sounds like the state of the dragon is not normal." Morel said lightly.

Seeing Morel speak, the Minotaur closed his mouth interestingly. The suppression of blood is in the hearts of the underground creatures. Even if the Minotaur is an important heroic general under Morel, he dare not comment on those dragons.

At this moment, the gate of the Dragon Palace was smashed open, and the bodies of several sorcerers flew in, and fell aside in a blink of an eye. There was no sound at all. What entered after these sorcerers was full of radiance. The ominous black dragon.

"Bold!"

Seeing the black dragon staring directly at Molly on the throne with dark golden dragon pupils, the minotaur yelled, and a giant axe appeared in his hand.

"Daxdo, step back, he can't hurt me." The command sound of the big red dragon came from his ears, and the minotaur lowered his head slightly, his stature stepped aside, and the big red dragon slowly got up from the throne.

The huge dragon wings spread out behind her, the light of the Dragon Palace dimmed, and the black dragon that broke into this place was also covered by pitch-black shadows.

"Black dragon, surrender to your king." Morel's low voice echoed in the dragon palace, and the blood power contained in it made the black dragon tremble and uttered a whine.

"That's right... wait a minute." Molly seemed to have discovered something, and the dragon pupil was slightly taken aback, and said in disbelief, "You can resist the control originating from the bloodline. This is impossible. No dragon can do it. Up to this point..."

"I have brought... Master's will!" The black dragon roared, he kept shaking his head, his face was painful, and it seemed that he was exhausted just by staying awake. In front of Morel, he was completely awake. Can't do more.

"Master? I'm your master." Molly stared at the black dragon and said in an unquestionable tone.

"No... my master is the ruler of death, the great Lord Lord..."

Under the gaze of a group of enchanters, the black dragon said a name that everyone hadn't expected. Even Moriel, after hearing this name, couldn't help but change his face. He didn't expect to be detected by Poison Eye before. That person, in this way, was once again known by her.

"How is it possible that the Necromancer can get the allegiance of the Black Dragon?"

"I said, why does that black dragon have that ominous aura? He must have been transformed into an undead creature."

The enchanters nearby whispered, and now they finally understand what happened to the black dragon.

"Rhodes? What did he do to you?"

The terrible power contained in the bloodline spread from Molly’s body. Affected by it, the black dragon trembled: "Master Lord hopes to form an alliance with you, and he knows that you plan to attack Brakada, and We have the same plan. Forming an alliance will be more beneficial to both of us."

Relying on the Dark Words, buried absolute loyalty to Rhodes in his heart, and resisting Moriel’s bloodline control, the black dragon continued: “For now, the airship troops of the magic mage carrying the dragon hunting weapon are being killed by Luo. Master Germany single-handedly restrained, now is the best time to attack the Magic Academy, there is no resistance left there."

Following Heilong's narration, several nearby enchanters were startled. At this moment, they all thought of the image projected by Aijiet through the poisonous eye. Hearing what Heilong said, the attack on the Magic Academy was so easy, and Rhodes deserved credit.

However, Morel sneered: "Do I need to cooperate with the Necromancer? Those mages of Brakada, what can stand against my dragon? What's more, the artifact that belongs to me, but it was used by the Necromancer. Robbed."

Morel slowly stepped forward, due to the suppression in the bloodline, which made the black dragon unable to move at all. Although the Dark Words kept his loyalty to Rhodes in his heart, the suppression of the origin of the bloodline was nothing to change.

"Whether it is Bracada or the artifact, it will eventually fall into my hands. As for Rod, if he is lucky now, I can't spare time to deal with him, so I let him jump for a few more days, and wait until After the fall of Bracada, I will let him personally teach me how good I am. Until then, there is not much time left for him to pray."

With a flash of light, the sound of leather cracking spread, and there was a **** and warm thing between Molly's sharp dragon claws. She took out the heart of Heilong.

The Black Dragon's proposal was never taken into consideration by her. Under the suppression of the bloodline, the Black Dragon didn't even make the slightest resistance, and ended his life and fell to the ground.

"Bring the body of this black dragon to Jadet's friend, so that he can find out the weakness of Rhode. What is his name...what is it?" Morel seemed to think of something, and then said.

"Shandru." The enchantress nearby replied immediately.

Following Moriel's order, a group of cowering cavemen walked out of the dark, and they worked together to transport the black dragon's corpse away and wipe away the blood nearby.

Looking at the black dragon that died in an instant, the nearby enchanters did not dare to say a word, the power that belonged to Morel had already deeply entered their hearts, and their eyes looked at Morel with deep admiration. And fanaticism.