Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Metrolash watched the unknown beings coming from all directions and gradually surrounding them.

He recognized the monsters, which he had seen in a necromancer's diary.

"The blight monster is the blight monster!"

"They are a plague that spreads the dark infection. Drawing the nutrients of darkness from the soil, they spread these ancient evil wills with them."

"In a forest infected by the blight monster, trees and plants will grow at a supernatural speed. Vines and various forest floor plants will quickly cover buildings and roads. After the blight monster kills or drives away all residents, an entire Villages can also die in a matter of days."

Metrolash swung his sword to cut off a thorn that came from the darkness, and cursed sternly:

"Damn it, it is said that the original blight monster was watered by the blood of vampires, so the old vampire has been prepared for it!"

Alger tightened his grip on the ever-burning sword and stabbed directly into the twisted limbs of a withered vine monster.

The blade of the sword burned with blazing fire, instantly igniting the withered vine monster, causing the monster to howl and turn into ashes.

Alger warned loudly: "They can be easily ignited!"

When these monsters hiding in the darkness and dense forests reveal their true identities, players also begin to show their magical powers.

Steamed Bun looked at the previous vine monster, and information was refreshed on the panel.

【Withered Vine Monster】

Challenge level: 1 (200xp)

Steamed Bun let out a long sigh of relief, followed by anger.

"I thought it was some dirty thing, but I didn't expect it to be a little monster. How dare you scare your Mr. Steamed Bun? You will die!"

He rushed forward with his sword in hand.

The twisted and converging monster shook Tengman, and he made a voice full of fear: "It has entangled me, don't leave me."

"help me"

The blight is the only blight that can speak, using the broken syllables of its dead master's voice to taunt its victims.

However, Mantou was not afraid when he saw the monster's health bar. Instead, he felt resentful that he had been fooled, and the anger in his heart became even higher.

"Still want to scare me?"

"Die to me!"

The long sword cut directly into the fragile vine.

As the [Burning Ring] on Mantou's hand flickered, the hot flame power spread along the blade to the withered vine monster, igniting the dry, withered and twisted body.

Steamed Bun drew out his long sword and smiled:

"It's not one cut at a time."

Singo shot the flaming arrows and reminded him mercilessly: "Who was so frightened that their feet were weak just now?"

Xia Ye Qiu Yu's golden pupils were also full of anger, and she opened her mouth slightly.

[Aganasa Breathing Fire]

"boom!"

The linear raging fire spread, directly burning more than a dozen withered monsters on the path into charcoal.

However, this is not the largest killing range among players.

The president of the Eternal Glory Guild and a player of the Bright Priest profession, "Morning Light Xiwu" rushed directly into the depths of the dark forest, raising the mace in his hand.

[Guiding Divine Power: Dawn of Dawn]

With the priest at the center, endless light descends.

All the surrounding darkness was dispersed.

Under the baptism of light, hundreds of withered monsters rushing toward him were purified before they could even cry out, and turned into fine ash residue.

Iron Frenzy, on the other hand, deliberately held a cigar in his mouth and threw rune incendiary bombs.

"Art is an explosion!"

With the deafening explosion and the spreading fire, all the withered monsters in front of him were reduced to ashes.

The blight monsters hidden in the darkness may be able to take away the lives of civilians who stray into the world, or they may be able to take away the lives of lone adventurers, but in the face of players with strange abilities, especially players who like burning and explosions, they can say There is no way.

After all, the evil forces from ancient times never told them how to fight against the fourth natural disaster.

The players braved all the obstacles and soon passed through the forest of death and arrived in front of Larkman Castle.

The dusk garden behind them was already filled with smoke and fire, and was filled with burned-out withered monsters.

The sky seemed to be covered with a thin curtain of blood.

Larkman Castle is in a dilapidated and decadent state, as if it has been ravaged by endless years. The castle was built of black stone, the walls were covered with cracks and moss, and there were mottled blood stains on them.

The tips of these spiers are shrouded in a dark cloudy sky, giving off a cold atmosphere. The windows are protected by iron bars and sharp spikes, giving a sense of confinement and threat.

The shadows emanating from the castle shroud the surrounding land in darkness, giving a sense of fear and oppression.

Metrolash looked up at the old castle and said jokingly to Alger beside him: "Have you ever lived in a ghost place like this?"

"No wonder you are so twisted and perverted."

Alger shook his head slightly: "No, it wasn't like this when I left."

He looked at the heavy door of the castle with a solemn expression: "Maybe the vampire duke did something to make this place look like this."

A piercing scream came from the air.

Alger immediately became alert and shouted: "Attention!"

"Everyone, this must not be a rumor!"

His many years of combat experience tell him that the coming enemy is anything but simple.

Everyone looked around quickly, but no enemy was found.

"The enemy is in heaven!"

"Damn it!"

In the hazy sky, a huge bone eagle is spreading its wings and flying.

It has no wings, only yellowed, bifurcated wing bones, trailing a dark green ghost flame behind it.

It is the wind passing through the gaps between those bones that makes this piercing scream, like the wail of a ghost.

On the back of the bone eagle is a skeleton knight wearing terrifying plate armor. Under his helmet, you can see the vicious light burning in the eyes of the knight's skull, filled with endless resentment towards the living - that is a A death knight!

"Intruder!"

"I'm going to—kill you guys!"

The knight in the air made a hoarse sound and dived quickly towards the ground.

Alger stared at the bone eagle knight and murmured to himself: "Old Ward."

The so-called "Old Ward" was Alger's instructor when he was still in the North Wind Eagle Guard, and he was the one who taught him his skills.

This Ward Chris once fought for the Principality of Luckman, and made great achievements on the back of the eagle. In the end, he only asked to be an instructor to train the next generation of eagle guards.

But now, this loyal old Ward has replaced Alger's original fate, and was transformed into a death knight by the Duke. He rides a bone eagle and wanders around Luckman Castle forever, guarding the Duke to whom he is loyal without any consciousness.

"I will let you rest in peace"

"Boring old guy."

Alger couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand and swore secretly in his heart.