I Captivate the Player

The silver dragon's wing was injured, and "Shovel" could tell at a glance that there was a giant crossbow bolt fired by a player cannon... that is, 'Reaper', which was deeply inserted into the right wing of her body On, the blood flow does not stop.

Wounds to her wings caused her to temporarily lose her ability to fly, forcing her to fight players on the ground.

Although the dragon's body can fly with small wings, it's an exaggeration.

Dozens of players are besieging her very excitedly, they are holding all kinds of weapons, a few are using magic weapons.

Many people have simple crossbows, and the arrows hit the dragon with no effect at all. The smooth and hard scales have a strong defense

"Shovel" took a look and said, "They are all members of the Black Gold Brotherhood."

People from the Black Gold Brotherhood also saw them, and someone immediately recognized their background as the Silver Blade.

Some black gold players became vigilant.

"It's the Silver Blade."

"It's not here to steal monsters, is it?"

"do not know."

"Shovel" just thought about it for a while, and knew that these people were not the core players of black gold. The general level was only over 20, and there was not even a second-level elite player.

"It should only be Heijin's peripheral team, but do we count as stealing monsters now?"

The problem of "shovel" makes "calmness" a little tangled. There have always been conflicts between silver and black gold, but they are also cooperating while competing. The two sides maintain a delicate balance under the banner of Baron Samuel.

It is not a good thing to break the balance hastily. "Calm down" is a bit of a bad idea.

Yinlong took a deep breath.

"Everyone be careful."

"Calm down" immediately reminded teammates in the team voice.

The elite players of Silver Blade had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and quickly retreated from the attack range, while the ordinary players of Black Gold were still holding weapons and shields and preparing to attack.

Dragon Breath.

In myths and legends, dragon's breath is the trump card that every giant dragon possesses.

Silver-white flames spewed out, and dozens of players from the Black Gold Brotherhood were all covered in fan-shaped flames. Their puppet bodies that were supposed to resist the fire were like ice cream dropped into a frying pan.

Exploded, melted.

Some players wanted to escape, but the silver dragon actually controlled the high-temperature flames that had been spit out!

All the flames scattered on the ground automatically flew up and burned towards the player.

Almost all the members of the Black Gold Brotherhood were killed in a blink of an eye, only a short man with a broken arm rolled away ahead of time, not dead, and then he fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

"Calm down" was stunned for a moment, he looked at the wreckage of the players on the ground, basically no longer in human shape, and said with a smack of his tongue: "The temperature is too high, once it is sprayed, it will be seconds."

"Shovel" said in a deep voice beside him: "There is still a flaw, her power storage is obvious, and the attack range of the dragon's breath is only about [-] square meters, at least I can dodge it, I used to dodge it often when playing monster hunting, It would be more annoying if she could control the fire."

"Anyway, the challenge level is only [-], and we'll definitely beat it together!"

"Shovel" is not only a staunch Fox Xiaoyu lover, but also a hammer lover, but what he likes is not the Emperor, but...

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

"Shovel" finished chanting the eight-character mantra, grabbed some dye with his hands and wiped it on his face, then pulled out a one-meter-long blood-red battle ax from his back, and rushed over!

Reckless is just one word!

This blood-stained battle ax is called "Blood Flame". It is a funerary object found in the tomb of the orc mountain king. It is also a powerful magic weapon that can absorb the blood of the enemy and make it grow stronger. Sharper and harder.

"Wait a moment!"

"Warm Maomao" suddenly let out a snarl that caused the charging "shovel" to hang and not fall.

"what happened?"

"Shovel" and other Silver Blade players are very confused. They don't understand what "warm cat cat" means. Why don't they start fighting after seeing the boss?

He's just a very down-to-earth player mentality.

Strange!Grass!

Strange!beat!

"Warm Mao Mao" explained to others in the team voice: "She is injured, looks weak, and is also very scared."

"Don't fight yet."

"I tried to reassure her."

"Calmness" feels unbelievable. He knows that "Warm Cat" has a lot of research on Warcraft in "Origin", and is also responsible for updating the Warcraft information section in the player forum.

But the opponent is not an ordinary monster, but an injured and angry dragon!

"Are you sure? You haven't been able to tame a hellhound until now, and you just want to attack the dragon?"

"Nuanmaomao" touched it little by little, and Yinlong glared at him fiercely.

Both "Shovel" and "Calm Mood" don't know why, but "Warm Mao Mao" feels that the other party is not so much a giant dragon, but a frightened big cat.

He kept his body as low as possible, staying relaxed, trying not to look aggressive.