Black Dragon Code

The sky darkened, and in this mountain ridge, it seemed that every trace of air had become icy cold, which was so cold that one's blood could freeze.

The eyes of the Naiyou spiders turned blood-red, staring at the prey that was rushing towards here. After uttering battle roars, most of them gave up their magic attacks, but stimulated adenine, their power, speed Compared with the previous ones, the level of violence has increased significantly.

"Knowing magic can also strengthen your close-body ability."

Under the sky, a figure was leaping forward. Caesar had no intention of avoiding it, and was approaching the spider lord at the fastest speed. At the same time, he was also making inferences and judgments about the spider's ability.

At this time, psionic energy is much more useful than sharp swords and fists. His psionic energy barrier has transformed into dozens of sharp thorns tens of meters long. Driven by the control of will, The strong wind pulled the sharp blade to puncture circularly, forming a terrifying sharp blade tornado around the body.

The storm of sharp blades is like a terrible meat grinder, moving forward with Caesar, but seeing this storm full of spiritual blades brushing among the spiders, it changes from shining blue to blood red, and there is a flash of blood in an instant. Hundreds of spiders were twisted to pieces, their limbs dancing wildly in the storm.

This kind of killing efficiency made Anub'arak startled and angry. It began to use the Neyu's unique necromancy, summoning cursed locust swarms and bloodthirsty scarabs to assist the spider army's attack, but it forgot The black dragon is also a master of swarms of insects. Even if Caesar failed to obtain this innate ability, his body still has very strong resistance and suppression to various insects.

So Anub'arak could only see that the swarm of insects swarming away like a black mist stopped halfway, hesitating in a dilemma, and finally some of them were reluctant to launch under his tougher orders. After attacking, the result was of course unsatisfactory. These little guys who were supposed to be very powerful did not cause any harm to the enemy.

The storm of sharp blades continued to move forward unimpeded, destroying thousands of Nero spiders in a short period of time, spiritual energy and blood entangled Caesar, turning him into a crazy and cold killing machine, Anub'arak had nothing to do The group of adventurers were also dumbfounded as they hopped their feet dry and scratched the ground fiercely with their forelegs.

Seeing the same race in front of them being chopped into pieces piece by piece, the Naiyou spiders kept retreating. If they had wisdom, this situation has proved that they are good enough fighters. Most of the human army will break up and flee when encountering such an unrivaled enemy.

"Go on! Attack!"

Anub'arak waved his limbs and roared: "His energy is limited, but the Neyu are endless, step forward! Squeeze him dry, exhaust him, kill him!"

He was right, even a god would eventually run out of power without being replenished, and Caesar could not escape this essential rule.

In fact, the feeling of exhaustion has already invaded silently. The human body suffers from such huge constraints in large-scale wars. It is like a dream for ordinary soldiers to reverse a war. Even legendary fighters and sword masters want to do it This is also as difficult as climbing the sky.

This is also the reason why mages are favored and respected among small species such as humans and dwarves.

Because they can only rely on spells to cause mass destruction, but this does not exist in large species. For example, in the hierarchical structure of giant dragons and titans, fighters such as golden dragons, red dragons, and sky titans have always dominated .

Closer to home, although psychic energy is being consumed as quickly as running water, Caesar has not been in trouble because of it. On the contrary, he has achieved his goal-to get close to the spider lord Monet Anub'arak.

Anub'arak also realized this, the distance was too close, and before he knew it, the opponent had already rushed in front of him.

He was aware of the danger. His master created him to recast the Naiyu clan instead of fighting. In terms of individual combat ability, he ranked at the bottom of the derivative body, but the opponent killed Monet Barlow "monster".

"Stop him!"

The four jointed limbs that Anub'arak touched the ground began to retreat.

"It's too late, idiot," said a voice that sounded as soft as a mother's hotbed.

impossible!

Anub'arak jumped up in shock, just like the jump of a midnight nightmare, there was still some distance from the final sprint, how could this damned weirdo jump over?

——The opponent didn't go all out before!

These dark caves around him used to be very familiar to him, but now they are a bit strange. It only takes a few steps to drill into the cave to find a safe path, but now it seems to be miles away.

Anub'arak heard himself ordering himself, take three steps, and get in, so that the enemy can be left behind. The ground is the territory of the Nayu tribe. As long as he dares to follow, countless mazes and traps will tell the offenders What is cruelty.

Something hit his carapace, it didn't hurt very much, he didn't think about where it came from, anyway, it couldn't be something fatal, it was probably a broken limb flying around on the battlefield.

But no matter what that thing was, it was still sticking to his back carapace. Anub'arak didn't have time to clean up these little garbage now. He moved quickly against the surface, burrowed into one cave, and then jumped into another, There is a deep underground tunnel waiting for him ahead, and below is the underground kingdom of the Naiyou clan.

He felt a little dizzy, how strange, as a crypt lord, how could he be dizzy, Anub'arak muttered to himself, the sharp teeth in his mouth tasted a strange taste, and for some reason, he felt a little nauseous.

Drilling into the underground tunnel, he realized what was sticking to his back. It was a spider leg, which seemed to be the forelimb used by a Neyou spider as a weapon, and it was removed by someone...

Then he realized that if the spider legs entered his body, he would definitely feel something.

Indeed, he felt a numbness in his abdomen. He lowered his head and bowed his head to look at his abdomen. A small spider leg was exposed, and drops of green liquid were dripping down the sharp toes. fall.

Leave it alone, Anub'arak thought, it's just a small wound, pull it out, it'll bleed...

The crypt lord accelerated towards the Naiyou Kingdom, but he couldn't look back to see if there was a chase, nor could he figure out what happened to him.

It doesn't matter, the mother told me that the crypt lord is the most powerful creature of the Naiyou tribe, cruel and hateful, and tenacious. This injury is nothing, I just need to hide in my palace, and then pull out the gadgets behind Take two days off and you'll be fine.

Something thumped behind him, "You're not dead yet," said the voice, and Anub'arak turned to see a human-shaped shadow leap towards him.

He tried to escape.

He felt the wound on his back, something pierced through his body, this discovery caused great pain to the crypt lord, Anub'arak vomited, the whole back half of his body became numb, After a few steps, he fell to the ground and could only crawl with difficulty.

Leave me alone, we can work together. Anub'arak wanted to say this, but there was no sound in his throat, the shadow was already approaching, dragging his body out, the great pain of being torn apart followed, and the crypt lord was forced to say "ho, ho" the sound of.

The figure stopped, looked at him twice, and said, "Goodbye."

The voice was like a mother's whisper, which made Anub'arak feel a little better.