Dark Redemption of Elf

Chapter 86: The undead dragon shows off its power

"Sir, we are running out of armor-piercing arrows."

"It's okay, this skeleton is about to die." Madiffen panted and stared at the undead dragon that looked like a hedgehog.

I saw that the originally intact rotten flesh of its wings were riddled with holes from arrows without the protection of dragon scales. Completely lost the ability to fly.

The carrion on the abdomen is also incomplete and full of arrows. If it were an ordinary creature, it would have died countless times, but it is an undead creature. As long as the core part is not damaged, these minor injuries will only weaken its combat effectiveness.

"Here it comes again, the heavy shield bearer is ready." Madiffen saw the broken carrion at the corner of the undead dragon's mouth emitting a dazzling blue light again, and knew that it was about to emit 'frost breath' again. This undead dragon is particularly difficult to deal with, and the two strong men holding heavy shields are prepared for this.

The heavy shield hand clenched his teeth, resisted the coldness of his arms, and pressed the huge shield with a thick layer of ice in front of Madiffen. The two of them are the most critical and dangerous characters in this battle. Once their defense is broken , as long as the teammates behind him are exposed to a little frost breath, their limbs may be amputated, or they may be killed.

Boom!

A bone-chilling wave spread out in a fan shape, and the two huge shields were like saplings standing in the violent storm, unyielding. It blocked a large amount of airflow for the companions behind them, but their body surfaces were covered with a layer of frost visible to the naked eye.

It was obviously summer, and everyone was wearing airtight mercenary uniforms. Everyone felt that the originally hot air dropped by several degrees Celsius in an instant, as if they were standing naked in the cold winter.

"Boss, we can't hold on any longer," a shieldman finally couldn't help shouting.

"Hold on a little longer, this is an order." Madiffen stared at the undead dragon's mouth expressionlessly. The blue light was slowly fading. The undead dragon seemed to have no intelligence at all and would only attack the nearest and most conspicuous target.

"Subordinate...obey orders"

No matter how miserable it looks, Madiffen, who has been crawling on the battlefield all year round, dare not take it lightly. Its claws and teeth are still sharp, and the magic power in its body is still bottomless.

Finally, the faint blue light disappeared, and the air temperature rose slightly.

"Put away the armor-piercing crossbow and surround it," Madiffen ordered, and then slowly walked towards the undead dragon. When he passed by the two shield bearers, he found that they were still holding their shields tightly.

"Thank you for your hard work, you can go down and rest first."

"Boss, we have..." The shieldman did not continue, but looked at his arm.

Madiffen followed his gaze and saw that his originally strong hands were frozen to the bone and would probably require severe amputation in the future.

"I understand, let's go down." After saying these words, Madiffen walked towards the undead dragon without looking back. Where there is war, there are sacrifices. This is a truth that Madiffen has understood a long time ago.

"Give them all to me, it is already at the end of its powerful crossbow." The two heavy shield bearers are exhausted, and the enchanted shield seems to be unusable. They must give it a last try, otherwise they will not have the face to go back to see the Marquis.

The fine long sword glowed with cyan fighting spirit, and its purity and visibility were at least twice as strong as the fangs Ayton encountered in the Luoxia Mountains. Madiffen is actually a fifth-level war spirit.

The third level combat skill ‘Qing Gang Slash’

With an angry shout, the sword blade hit the dragon's wing bone hard, causing tiny bone fragments to fly out instantly.

"It's not over yet" Madiffen shouted loudly, and struck the bones with two swords in succession, lifting up large pieces of carrion. This was much more damaging than the arrows inserted into its body.

The wind attribute's fighting spirit and combat skill bonus greatly increased his speed and damage, which was comparable to that of an undead dragon that was disturbed by arrows all over its body.

"Go ahead"

"Tear this skeleton apart"

Madiffen's example greatly inspired those who followed him, and they all drew their weapons and rushed towards the undead dragon. At this time, none of them noticed that two pairs of eyes on a big tree not far away were staring at them.

"Brother, is it our turn to take action?"

"...Wait a little longer, now is not the time yet"

"However, if we don't take action now, it will be difficult for the two of us to defeat more than thirty of them after they completely eliminate the undead dragon."

"I have a hunch that the undead dragon is far from its final moment."

"Ok?"

"Ariel, look carefully at its eyes."

"Eye? What's wrong with the eyes? Aren't they still emitting blue light?"

"Yes, although its body is in tatters, the soul fire in its eyes has not diminished. The fifth-level war spirit just kept trying to attack its head, but it was blocked by it."

"So that's it." Ariel nodded silently.

"Undead creatures are not so easy to deal with. The soul fire is immortal and the undead are immortal." Ayton sneered. He had read a lot of books about undead magic in the dark elf library. Unfortunately, in the dark elf library No one knows necromancy. Although dark elves like killing, they don't want to deal with bones and carrion every day.

"What's going on up front? Why did the sound of crossbows disappear, but instead... the sound of sword blades?" Tribu asked anxiously under the tree.

Ayton jumped down from the tree and said slowly: "The battle is still going on, don't worry yet."

"My brother and I will go there then. Just wait here for our good news." Ariel also jumped down.

"No, I have to kill that bastard with my own hands and avenge them." Tribu's face was livid. It seemed that the death of his companion had hit him hard.

Ayton said calmly: "Then let's try to keep him alive. It's up to you to deal with it."

Iluli listened to the conversation between the two and finally couldn't help but said: "But, big brother, our target is the undead dragon, why..."

Before Ayton could speak, Tribe shouted loudly: "Hmph! Little elf girl, you are really too naive. If we steal his mission target, do you think they will let us go? And he also kills My brother, don’t forget, we helped you deal with that necromancer back then, if it weren’t for you..."

"Watch your tone, human, and don't forget that no one cares about the multiple corpses now." Ariel interrupted Trib coldly, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes made him hit him suddenly. A shiver.

"And she also saved you. Now we are clear."

Lan Keke looked at the two of them and comforted Iluli: "If they are really the private army of a certain lord in the Land of Thorns, I will definitely tell Claire, and they will not escape death by then."

"Yes, Eluli, in this forest, sometimes you don't need a reason to kill someone." Ayton said solemnly: "So, you must pay attention to protect yourself, do you understand?"

"...Well, I understand," Iluli whispered.

"Roar"

"Ah!!" A scream came from far away.

Ayton frowned. Sure enough, something unexpected happened: "Let's go up and take a look."

......

"Ah! My hand." A mercenary covered the broken part of his elbow in great pain, but half of his arm was missing. If you search carefully, you can only see a little bit of blood remaining on the corner of the undead dragon's mouth.

"Quickly, retreat quickly!" A fourth-level warrior shouted in horror.

"Damn it, why did he recover so quickly?" Ma Difen cursed secretly. He saw that the originally dilapidated undead dragon seemed to have taken some medicine. The blue light in its eyes was strong, and the dilapidated flesh wings were recovering quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The armor-piercing arrow inserted into its body seemed to be pushed out slowly by an unknown force within its body. In the blink of an eye, its injuries were mostly healed.

"Ah!" Another mercenary died under the claws of the undead dragon, with a large hole cut open in his abdomen.

Just now, more than thirty people took turns to attack the undead dragon. It lost the ability to fly and soon received several new injuries. Especially once, Madiffen showed his prowess and cut off one of its front paws with a sword. The latter instantly let out a deafening roar.

Perhaps because this roar made others think it was really useless, a mercenary eager for success rashly stepped forward to attack.

The body of the undead dragon suddenly burst into blue light, and its dry body was suddenly filled with an unknown force.

"Everyone stand back, use armor-piercing crossbows, Luo Fen, Luo Ji, follow me to block the pile of bones." Madiffen shouted loudly, staying at the front with the other two fourth-level warriors. If the undead dragon used the last The power is used to repair the body, so it will definitely no longer be able to spit out frost breath.

However, the fact hit him hard in the face. Just as everyone was hurriedly loading armor-piercing arrows, a burst of more dazzling blue light suddenly appeared in the mouth of the undead dragon. Judging from the posture, it was far more than twice as powerful as before.

"No, get away!" Madiffen said the last three words as if his throat was being torn. The wind attribute fighting energy in the body is running wildly, raising its own potential to the extreme.

The faint blue light wave, from about half a meter in diameter to more than two meters in diameter, was like a huge bullet, carrying an icy air current, and suddenly rushed towards the position where Madiffen originally stood.

The other two fourth-level warriors also reacted quickly and ran sideways, but were still affected and slightly injured. It's enough to see how powerful this shock wave is.

It's a pity that the crossbowmen behind them, when they raised their heads, their vision was filled with ice blue, and then a heart-breaking coldness, turning into an ice sculpture, which was then shattered by the impact and turned into a piece of flesh and ice.

"Why?" Ma Difen looked back with a bloodless face. Although his body was not seriously injured, his body seemed to be like an ice sculpture, cold to the bone. How could he accept that half of his men died in front of him?

"Sir, should we..." The words of the fourth-level warrior Luo Fen temporarily brought him back to his senses. The strength of this undead dragon was far beyond what he believed. The blow just now definitely exceeded the fifth level and reached the sixth level. strength.

Madiffen turned his head with difficulty and glanced at the undead dragon. The intensity of the blue light in his eyes did not decrease at all. He said in a low voice: "We can't kill any more people. Retreat."

"Retreat!" Luo Fen faithfully forwarded his order.

The order to retreat relieved everyone's heavy hearts.

"Quickly, bring all the armor-piercing crossbows that can still be used and take away all the wounded. I'll hold him back."

"Rocky, what are you going to do!" Madiffen couldn't help being stunned after hearing the last sentence, and shouted to Rocky.

"It's time like this. How can we be heroes if we go together?" Luo Fen also shouted loudly. As one of the two fourth-level warriors in this team, there are often frictions in their relationship, but he still can't see him being like this. Be a hero.