Red Dragon Roar

Samoyed didn't dare to act rashly until he had figured out the situation.

Although the number of skeletons in this batch is not large, if the movement is caused by the fight, it will easily attract the pursuit of the frost giant.

It cautiously climbed down from the other side of the ice wall, but the scene in front of it made its soul rush.

—Under the cover of wind and snow, an almost endless army of undead is continuously climbing the Winter Mountains along the foot of the mountain.

These dozen or so ignorant skeletons turned out to be just the vanguard. The low-temperature ice and snow could not stop the slow advance of the undead, and the fire of the soul deep in the eye socket revealed evil resentment.

Only a small number of the undead are humanoid silhouettes, and most of them are various beast bones, zombies, and even many monsters that are rigidly pieced together from the bones of different creatures.

There is no doubt that these bodies came from the same place!

Samoyed took a deep look at Kazarin in his field of vision, and suddenly understood why this forest was always filled with rich shadow elements.

It turned out that Kazarin had already become a dead place full of undead, a huge cemetery!

So master...

Samoyed suddenly thought of a terrible thing. Is the master of the red dragon who once said to it that he wants to conquer the icefield is still alive?

Samoyed suddenly became dazed. There were strong enemies in front and chasing soldiers behind. Whether it was an almost endless number of undead, or the frost giant who always chased him, it was no match.

Moreover, it is still seriously injured, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be a dead end.

At this moment, Samoyed suddenly heard the roar of a winter wolf a few kilometers away.

Those **** mad dogs actually smelled enough pheromones in the wind and snow to figure out where it was hiding.

The bloodthirsty pupils of the Samoyed flickered with meaningful light, and it slowly exuded its own faint breath.

Soon, a large group of creatures from the ice field came to look for it. However, they did not find the red-eyed white dragon. Instead, they saw dozens of weak and ignorant skeletons that were constantly wandering.

"The world of ice and snow, where did the undead come from?"

A frost giant riding a mastodon whispered: "I found it. The reptile's hiding place is the glacier fissure below, but it is now blocked by a few skeletons."

"It's just a bunch of weak skeletons, kill them!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen ferocious icefield animals swooped up and slapped the bones of these beasts to pieces.

The soul fire of the low-level undead is very weak, and once the fatal eye socket is severely damaged, it will directly fall apart into a pile of useless skeletons.

They are the lowest skeletons, they can only accept the simplest commands, and their combat power is almost a little bit stronger than that of ordinary people, and they often act as cannon fodder for the undead army.

Of course, making these cannon fodder does not require extra time and effort.

As long as the skeletons are randomly placed around the burial grounds and absorb the shadow elements enriched in the psychic pool, it will not be long before the most basic soul fire will naturally be born in their skull eye sockets.

Soon, in just two or three minutes, the mentally retarded skeletons in the glacier fissure were slaughtered by the ferocious ice creatures.

However, the red-eyed white dragon was not found. According to the analysis of the situation on the scene, the frost giant looked like the white dragon had already flown away before the undead arrived.

Samoyed suddenly let out a low growl.

The body of the leader of the Frost Giant Squad was shocked, and he exclaimed in surprise: "It's that white dragon! Chase it! You must catch it today!"

However, just after turning over this small mountain, all the ice creatures froze in place at the same time, followed by expressions of horror in their eyes.

Undead!

The dense undead!

The frost giant saw the undead, and the army of the undead naturally saw them.

It's like falling dominoes, which suddenly set off a chain reaction.

Seeing the flesh and blood creatures, the undead army slightly changed the direction of travel, and the pace of slow advancement immediately accelerated, and the huge momentum caused all the ice creatures to stand upside down.

The frost giant urged the mastodon under his command to run away. Once he was submerged in the endless army of undead, even the legendary giant could not escape death.

In this case, the ice creatures fled all the way, and compared with the army of undead in front of him, the life and death of the red-eyed white dragon seemed insignificant.

They must bring back the news of the undead, and only the army under the king of the icefield can stop the invasion of the undead army.

However, the appearance of several undead dragons completely shattered the fantasy of ice creatures.

Although they lost all their memories and the inheritance of real dragons from the moment they were transformed into undead dragons, and only retained the undead breath contaminated with shadow elements, the power of dragons was not much weaker.

Moreover, in the entire category of undead creatures, the rank of the undead dragon is not low, and its status is second only to the lich and the dragon lich. With extremely high growth and plasticity, the spell-casting ability belonging to the dragon class will gradually become necromantic magic.

In fact, the most brilliant means of manipulating dead real dragons is not to transform a bunch of keels into undead dragons~www.wuxiaspot.com~Dragon Lich is the real powerful means, not only will it retain all the wisdom and magical attainments of its predecessors In the end, even because of the special nature of the lich profession, some aspects of the dragon's abilities can even be strengthened to a certain extent.

However, the conditions for transforming into a dracolich are very harsh.

First of all, it needs a real dragon that is alive at least in its prime. In addition, it also needs countless precious magic materials, as well as the cooperation of several advanced spellcasters.

So this leads to the fact that the number of dracoliches is not much in the whole continent.

Several bone dragons with a length of more than ten meters ignored the erosion of the wind and snow, and their eye sockets were beating with vigorous soul fire, filled with resentment towards flesh and blood creatures.

At this moment, the Samoyed did not dare to act rashly, and it began to be glad that it did not spread its wings and fly away at the beginning, otherwise it would be very miserable if it was caught up by these undead dragons.

Not only will they be killed, but they will also be transformed into undead creatures that even true dragons despise.

Several undead dragons were slaughtered from the air. I don't know if it was because dragons and giants were born against each other. At a glance, these undead dragons fell in love with these few frost giants with pale blue skin.

The frost giant now only cares about running away, and completely lost the courage to fight, so he was dropped from the back of the mastodon by the undead dragon's claw.

The undead army then swarmed up and drowned the dozens of ice creatures.

At first, the Frost Giant was able to destroy a large number of ignorant skeletons by virtue of their racial advantages, but in the end, with the addition of high-level undead, the battlefield situation changed instantly.

Samoyed saw with his own eyes, a necromancer knight held a spear high and penetrated the heart of the frost giant and died on the spot.

Then, under the erosion of necromantic magic, the frost giant who just died slowly stood up, and a vigorous soul fire ignited in his eye sockets...