Part-time BOSS

Mo Fei was a little surprised that he only needed an intelligence of 8 to learn it. How low the IQ requirement for this evil magic was.

But considering that among the demon race, low-level demons like imps and lemurs can also use several spells, it is not difficult to understand.

After all, according to the introduction of the skill book, this is just a basic textbook, and there should be more advanced versions later.

He knew how to speak demonic language. The remnant soul of Sargeras was nagging in his ears all day long, so it would be difficult for him to learn it.

Although he felt that the basic evil spells were useless, he still had to learn them since he had so many skills.

The evil magic book turned into a golden light and disappeared into the body.

[System prompt: You have read the Fel Magic Book and learned the Fel spells - [Fel Touch], [Fel Missile], and [Fel Fire Devouring Body].

Murphy opened the skill bar and checked these three spells.

[Touch of Fel Energy: Inject the power of evil energy into the enemy's body and detonate it, causing 155 points of chaos damage, and producing a soul burning effect, interrupting the target's current spell.

Requirements for use: close contact, 3 points of evil energy. 】

[Fel Energy Missile: Condensate the power of evil energy into missiles to attack the enemy, causing 50 points of chaos damage to the target. After hitting the target, it will produce a small-scale explosion damage, causing 5 points of splash damage.

Use requires: 1 point of fel power. 】

[Evil Fire Corrodes the Body: Summons evil flames to burn the enemy's body, causing 15 points of chaos damage every five seconds, lasting 30 seconds.

Required to use: 2 points of Fel Power. 】

Sure enough, they are all just the lowest level evil magic, a fireball, a DOT, a close burst/interruption, the damage is all very touching.

The interruption effect of the touch of evil is even more funny. If you are close, I can just cut you with the giant sword on the door panel. If your head falls off, it can interrupt the spell.

These three spells are really useless. Most mages cannot use them. They require the power of evil energy. If Mo Fei wants to use them, he can only use the evil energy in the Ring of Control.

Murphy threw a fel missile at a crocodile in the distant pool, and was speechless as he looked at the damage figures of dozens of points.

Let’s just say it’s better than nothing.

Now that Ankarad's location had been found, everyone returned to the camp.

A night of silence.

In the early morning, before the dawn sunlight hit the Un'Goro jungle, Murphy slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't sleep that night, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind. As a dragon eater, he could stay awake for days and nights like a giant dragon. In this dangerous environment, he must be vigilant.

In order to ensure his own safety and to keep an eye on the troops he brought, he simply stayed up all night.

While others were not online yet, Murphy decided to investigate alone first. With his speed, even if he encountered danger, he could avoid it in advance.

Instead of transforming into a dragon, which would make too much noise, Mo Fei found a dragon patroller as a driver. He sat in the back seat of the Storm Dragon and flew directly to the northeast.

After flying over the vast jungle, over swamps and lakes, and over the huge volcano in the jungle, after flying for more than ten minutes, a huge rift valley appeared in sight.

The surrounding area of ​​the Rift Valley is also covered by dense jungle vegetation, and the greenery almost blends into one piece. However, the surface at the entrance of the Rift Valley is extremely flat, with crushed trees and plants everywhere. One line is hundreds of meters long. A wide and huge ramp leads to the depths of the rift valley.

The ramp was obviously created by some giant creature crawling.

You don't need to guess to know that it must be the traces left by Ankarad's entry and exit.

It’s actually easier to find.

Thinking about the ancient dragon's strength, he probably wouldn't be able to cover up his whereabouts.

Mo Fei didn't dare to get too close. He let the dragon-riding sky patroller land from a distance and asked his subordinates to hide. He cautiously moved towards the direction of the rift valley.

Passing through a jungle, the dawn sun finally rises. The sunlight shines through the forest, forming tiny beams of light. The early morning fog makes the jungle seem a bit more magical, peaceful and full of fantasy.

Murphy liked this feeling. He was jumping lightly on the dry ground, as if he was not detecting the traces of scary monsters, but taking a walk.

Suddenly, the vision suddenly became clear, and a pond appeared in front of him.

Murphy stopped abruptly. He saw a Devilosaurus standing by the pond and drinking water. As if sensing something, the Devilosaurus suddenly raised its head and looked at Murphy.

Murphy looked calmly at the giant beast in front of him. Devilsaur was very similar to Tyrannosaurus Rex. The biggest difference was the huge horny spikes growing out of its back. The rest were almost identical.

A man and a dragon looked at each other. There was a huge size difference between the two, but in terms of momentum, Mo Fei didn't feel weak at all. The Demon Tyrannosaurus seemed to feel something, blinked his eyes in confusion, and slowly He turned his head and backed away.

"Ha, you are quite sensible." Murphy said to himself.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened.

The next second, a violent gust of wind blew down like an overwhelming force, causing the branches and leaves of the trees to scrape.

call!

Before the Devil Rex had time to dodge, it was bitten and flew into the sky.

Murphy was startled.

Look up to the sky.

A huge creature was slowly flying across the sky.

Oh my god, what the hell is that!

Of course he recognized that thing. It was a dragon. No need to ask, it was the Ankarad he was looking for this time. The giant dragon in front of him probably had a wingspan of more than two hundred meters, and its size was even comparable to death. Wings.

‘The Devourer’ Ankarad (the original dragon king). Level 90, world-class fourth level. HP 1459182.

The ancestral dragon king? This thing has not evolved and has always maintained the form of the Archosaur! Murphy was shocked now.

Looking at the giant dragon disappearing into the sky in the distance, Mo Fei remained silent.

I really can’t figure it out.

The Ancestral Dragon does not have any dragon superpowers. It obviously only needs to absorb a certain kind of energy to master a brand new skill system. However, this guy has not completed evolution for tens of thousands of years. It is really a bit ironic.

And with a health volume of 1.5 million, this health volume and size are almost on the same level as Deathwing. How to deal with this thing?

The key is that the body is too big. In a real fight, an ordinary person would be defeated in seconds with a sharp strike from the dragon claw.

Murphy secretly thought that if he went up to fight hand-to-hand, the result would not be optimistic.

Don't look at the dragon's wingspan of more than two hundred meters. His wingspan is sixty or seventy meters, which seems to be only two or three times different. But in terms of volume, the difference is dozens of times. The two are not at the same magnitude. Yes, this is even more despairing than dealing with Boleleus.

Don’t worry, our lineup is so strong, with so many heroes and super soldiers, we can fight no matter how fierce we are. Besides, this is a game, as long as you have a health bar, you can kill.

Murphy comforted himself.

But how to kill?

wrong! Murphy's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of something.

Boleleus is a third-level world-class BOSS, also at level 90, with only 340,000 health.

This guy is only one level higher, but his HP is so much lower? It's not scientific.

Maybe health is Ankarad's dragon ability?

Since Ankarad’s exclusive title is ‘devourer’, its ‘devour’ skill must be quite special, and maybe it comes with some special effect, such as being able to devour hero units or something.

Also, most BOSS's blood volume is an integer, but its blood volume is mixed with zeros and round numbers. This is very unusual. Maybe 'swallowing' can increase its upper limit of blood volume and size?

Murphy guessed that this should be some kind of growth-type BOSS talent.

Yes, this must be the case. It is precisely through tens of thousands of years of continuous devouring and accumulation that it has such a terrifying blood volume, otherwise it would be impossible to explain it.

If this is the case, then its other aspects must be relatively weak.

The Archosaur itself did not have the power to control the elements. Ankarad gave up the power of the elements and chose to move forward on the path of physical strengthening, which is why he has his current size.

This guess makes sense. If you look at it this way, at least you don't have to worry about it having any other special skills.

Murphy took another inventory of the troops he brought this time.

100 Dragon Hunting Musketeers, 100 Phantom Marksmen, 100 Centaur Eagle Shooters, and 100 Centaur Storm Riders.

There are more than 200 Hippogriff Knights left. A lot of Harpies died when fighting the insect swarm before, so there are only more than 100 left, plus nearly 300 Dragon Controllers.

More than a thousand elite troops.

Just the full output of the ground troops can deal 30,000 to 40,000 damage in one round, which means that it can be killed in thirty rounds of output.

This does not include the output of those air units and several heroes.

As long as he can hold back the hatred and everyone exerts all their strength, it won't take long to gain more than one million health points.

Thinking of this, Murphy's mentality somewhat recovered.

He turned around and returned to the place where the Dragon Patroller was hiding, called his younger brother and returned to the camp again.

It took more than an hour to go back and forth, and when I returned, others were already online.

Emperor Shenwu (King of Centaur): "Brother Aidan, where did you go just now?" Emperor Shenwu asked.

Aidan (Lord Protector of Alterac): "I went to investigate the situation of the BOSS."

"The results of it?"

"The good news is that Ankarad doesn't have any monster servants around him, he's just a dragon, and he's actually an ancestral dragon. Theoretically, he doesn't have any dragon powers and is a pure melee-type BOSS."

"So what's the bad news?"

"How did you know there was bad news?"

"Haha, come on, this kind of opening is always followed by bad news."

Murphy smiled and said, "Haha, okay, the bad news is that this dragon has a wingspan of more than two hundred meters and a blood volume of nearly 1.5 million."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent instantly.

Mengmeng Big Breasts (Holy Priest): "How much - how much blood?"

Morgan Lisa (Grand Arcanist): "How--how big?"

Hemet Nesingwari (Beast Stalker): "Odin's beard, what kind of monster is that?"

No wonder everyone was shocked. Two hundred meters was nothing. A modern large aircraft carrier was only more than three hundred meters long.

The wingspan is more than two hundred meters, equivalent to the size of half an aircraft carrier.

Murphy said confidently, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, it doesn't matter if it's two hundred meters, we'll still defeat him. Come on, let me arrange the tactics first."

Everyone gathered around.

Watching Murphy drawing a schematic diagram on the ground.

The tactics arranged by Murphy are very simple.

All troops were deployed on both sides of the exit of the Great Rift Valley. Murphy transformed into the Storm Dragon King to challenge Ankarad, and then attracted him into the ambush circle. Then all long-range units opened fire at the same time. As the main tank, Murphy tried his best to attract the BOSS. Hatred, Mengmeng Big Breast is responsible for increasing the blood, and the rest of the people can just output it with all their strength.

This plan is far from sophisticated, but with such a luxurious lineup, the chance of success is still high.

However, Emperor Shenwu looked hesitant.

"If everything goes well, the battle might be over in just a few minutes - what, is there any problem?"

Emperor Shenwu shook his head, "According to my experience, this kind of thing will never go smoothly, and there will definitely be problems."

"There's nothing we can do about it. It's our first time facing this guy. We'll have to adapt accordingly."

"We can't be so casual. I think we can make a backup plan, and then make a backup plan for the backup plan to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Hemet had a different opinion.

"There's no need to go to such trouble. We dwarves are experts at hunting dragons. We have a very simple way to deal with these monsters."

"Oh? Tell me."

"First find a sheep, stuff its belly with explosives, wait until the dragon comes out, and lead the dragon to the sheep. Wait until the dragon eats the self-exploding sheep - click!"

Hemet made an explosive gesture.

Several people were in disbelief.

"How can it be?"

"Ha, we have succeeded in doing this several times. If it doesn't blow up, just fire two more shots to make sure it works."

Morgan Lisa questioned, "But how can explosives be stuffed into a sheep's belly?"

"This is easy, use this!"

As Hemet spoke, he took out a sheep from his backpack. It looked stupid, put it on the ground and spun around in circles.

Murphy took a look and saw that there was a portrait and a health bar on the head of the thing.

Strange Sheep (Hemet's pet): Level 1, 100 health points.

"This is?"

"The cutting-edge crystallization of gnome technology, using a mechanically driven bionic sheep, is loaded with 50 pounds of high explosives, enough to blow an adult dragon into the sky."

Looking at the lifelike self-destructing sheep in front of him, Mo Feixin said that maybe it could really be done. Since Ankarad is called Devourer, he obviously likes to eat and likes to use the 'devour' skill.

If you really eat this thing, once it detonates, it should be considered a critical blow, right?

It might be able to deliver a fatal blow, and at the end of the day it could also cause serious damage.

This would undoubtedly make this battle much easier.

But sheep are definitely not good enough. For a big guy like Ankarad, it's not even enough to fit between the teeth. You have to get a Devilsaurus for it.

"Speaking of Hemet, can you make a self-destructing Devilsaur?"

Hemet Nesingwari (Beast King Stalker): "No problem, I am also very knowledgeable about engineering, and I also have enough parts in my backpack. As long as I can get a dozen magic storms for me Dragon Skin, I can make you a mechanical Devil Rex that can move and walk."

Two hours - the entrance to the Great Rift Valley.

All troops have been deployed and the heroes have their final combat meeting.

Aidan (Lord Protector of Alterac): "Okay everyone, follow the plan we arranged before. If it fails, we will start Plan B. If it fails again, we will start Plan C."

"What if Plan C also fails?" Mengmeng Big Breast said in an inappropriate tone.

"Then just run away. We have an air force anyway. At worst, we will lose all our troops."

Mo Feixin said that what I brought with me was the air force anyway, and he was not afraid even if all four hundred super soldiers died.

"Hemet—do it."

Hemet nodded, pushed out the newly assembled mechanical Devilsaur, and started the clockwork. The engineering creation made of metal, wood, explosives, and twelve Devilsaur leathers started to move. Walking towards the entrance of the Great Rift Valley with faltering steps.

Seeing the way it staggered as it walked, Murphy was really afraid that it would suddenly fall down.

Fortunately, Hemet's engineering skills were pretty good, and he finally reached the entrance of the Great Rift Valley, and then let out a provocative roar into the depths of the Great Rift Valley.

Roar!

Don't tell me, the sound is quite similar.

The provocation was immediately responded to. A deafening dragon roar came from the Great Rift Valley. The violent sound waves set off a gust of wind, and the grass and trees flew. The Demon Tyrannosaurus swayed twice under the bombardment of the sound waves and fell to the ground.

Murphy's heart suddenly went cold. He looked at Hemet, who scratched his head and showed an extremely embarrassed smile.

The next second, the earth trembled, boom-boom-boom-a huge black shadow slowly walked out from the depths of the rift valley.