Heroes of the Invincible Undead

"Mr. Moriel, the new alien species have taken effect. They have greatly delayed the march of the undead army. According to the speed of Rhodes' advance, it will take at least two days for his undead army to come to your dragon's nest."

Inside the dragon's nest, Edger excitedly reported the situation on the battlefield projected by the evil eye.

"Very good." Moriel opened her dragon eyes, and there was a sense of depth in the bright golden dragon eyes. Ajiette's breath stagnated. If he stared at the pair of dragon eyes for a long time, his whole Souls will be lost in it, "The alien blood you brought has worked very well, Sandro."

The necromancer who was called by Moriel smiled: "Thank you for your compliment, I am very glad that there are mages I know well in Brakada, and the damage that Rhodes brought to the snowy area will not be easily forgiven by them. "

"Stupid Mage" Moriel sneered, "When I deal with Rhodes, I will definitely give those mages a big gift in return."

"Mr. Moriel, that Rhode is definitely not your opponent. We all firmly believe that, but we must be careful that Rhode jumps over the wall and directly harms you." In the corner of the hall, the dark eyeshadow black magician said with concern.

Moriel snorted, "You mean like this?"

As she said that, a dazzling golden light burst out from Moriel's dragon eyes. She stared at the inconspicuous corner of the hall, and a shadow was invisible under the golden light.

Realizing that he was discovered, the shadow gradually elongated, from a distance it looked like an assassin with a dagger, but there was no real body, just a shadow projected on the wall.

"The Shadow Assassin was sent by the Thieves Guild! Protect Mrs. Moriel!" The knowledgeable sorcery dignitary, seeing the shadow, confirmed the identity of the enemy, and then shouted loudly.

"No."

Looking at the sorcerer who was in a panic, Moriel said lightly, she was not surprised by the appearance of the assassin. With her voice, the shadow seemed to confirm her position and charged straight towards her along the ground.

The Minotaur holding a giant axe blocked the road ahead of the shadow. He vigorously swung the giant axe in his hand and accurately hit the wandering shadow. His strength was so great that the blade of the axe was deeply embedded in the ground. The crack spread under his feet, but the shadow was unscathed. Instead, the shadow under the Minotaur's feet was used for cover, and the speed was a little faster.

"Normal attacks can't hurt that shadow. I've already locked the shadow assassin's body. Who wants to solve him with me?" In the palace, as soon as the shadow assassin appeared, Sandro, who shrank up, shouted loudly at this moment. road.

After hearing Sandro's words, the shadow's movements paused, then increased speed again, and charged straight towards the big red dragon.

"I said no more!"

Moriel roared, accompanied by the Dragon King's roar, followed by her breathing dragon breath.

The shadow that could not be dispelled by the light, as soon as it touched the dragon's breath, the body trembled violently, the flame spread along his arm, and soon wrapped around its whole body.

Under the raging fire, the shadow swayed his body with all his might, trying to smother the flames on his body, but how could Moriel's dragon breath be comparable to ordinary flames? The shadow engulfed in flames, under the shocked or fearful eyes of the magicians, showed its last wild dance, and then dissipated into nothingness, leaving only the still-burning flames.

In the Shadow Plane, a legendary assassin who had been cultivating shadow energy for hundreds of years burst into flames for no reason, shocking everyone around him. After the flames dissipated, only a scorched corpse remained.

Each kind of giant dragon has its own dragon breath, and what belongs to Moriel is the doomsday dragon breath that is comparable to the fire of doomsday.

"Long live the Dragon King!"

As the shadow was burned to the ground, it was unknown which sorcerer started first, but his words were instantly recognized by other sorcerers, and soon, the same voice sounded throughout the hall.

"Long live the Dragon King!"

The words of the sorcerer contained their admiration and praise. Their voices gathered and echoed in the spacious hall. Even Jadet, who was cleaning up far away from the periphery, heard it and joined their shouts. among.

"If Moriel's subordinates don't even have a dragon, why do people still call her the Dragon King?"

On the other side of the battlefield, in front of the neatly placed giant dragon bones, Inota asked inexplicably while eating candy.

"That's just what the dying person said." Beside her, Rhode was playing with the keel on the ground. "If you want, I can make all the legion members under my command call you the Dragon King."

"Oh" Inota exclaimed, thinking about what might have happened, she giggled, "According to what Rowling taught me, if I am the Dragon King, what should they call you? Ronfrod? "

"I don't think they will." Rhode stroked his forehead.

"But if I don't have other dragons under my command, it's meaningless to be called the Dragon King." Inota thought for a while, and finally said with some frustration.

"It depends on how you define it." Rhode shrugged, and the wide cloak behind him raised slightly, "If you ask a necromancer, he will definitely tell you that ghost dragons are also dragons."

As Rhodes' words fell, a strong energy of death burst out from his body, and the mourning and crying souls lingered around Rhodes' side, and finally gathered in the keel that had already lost its vitality.

The dark green flames replaced the golden dragon eyes. With the trembling of the ground, the dragon bones, which had long since died, were waking up from death. The ghostly pale mist lingered on the keel, and they spread their wings and rose. Under the influence of spiritualism, they became the most difficult to find undead creatures in the past, the ghost dragon.

"Do you like this title, King of Ghost Dragons?" Rhode opened his hands, and the ghost dragons who had just woken up crawled on the ground again, expressing their submission to him and the purple-haired girl beside him.

Inota nodded in surprise, the ghost dragon crawled at her feet, and she gently hugged Rhodes.

Feeling the warm breath imprinted on his face, Rhode said in a low voice, "Moriel won't let her dragon die easily, I know what she's up to. Wait until she kills me from the past. , everything related to me will change, in other words, those giant dragons will not become alien monsters at all, but will follow her well."

"You won't let this happen." Inota stroked his cheek and stared into those eyes that made countless people dread, "I believe in you."

"Of course," Rhode assured her.