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Chapter 299: Even Without the Undead Legion, I Can Still Kill You!

Book Chapter 299: Even Without the Undead Legion, I Can Still Kill You!

The sub-dragon legion was being slaughtered by Lin Moyu, one by one, the seemingly powerful dragon archers and mages. Lin

They fell like wheat being cut, dying in explosions.

Ni Jun was very shocked, shocked by Lin Moyu's strength.

This skill seemed to ignore the level difference.

The damage was not determined by the skill level either.

He couldn't see the specific calculation method, only some clues.

In short, the skill Lin Moyu used was quite terrifying.

Its group killing ability was unprecedented.

But at the same time, he vaguely felt something was wrong, as if a dangerous aura was approaching.

Zhang Qian suddenly said in a low voice, "I feel something is wrong."

Ni Jun, while shocked, did not forget to pay attention to the battle situation and had already sensed it earlier than Zhang Qian.

"Their legion support is too calm, as if they don't care at all."

Ni Jun's gaze fell on the legion support at the back of the sub-dragon legion.

The legion support was far behind and did not move forward.

Its eyes were always indifferent, neither fearful nor distressed.

Seeing its legion being slaughtered, having such an expression was very unusual.

Ni Jun even saw a conspiracy in its eyes.

Zhang Qian said in a deep voice, "The legion support has a problem, and their army also has a problem. Under normal circumstances, the morale would have collapsed by now."

"But look at these dragon soldiers, although they are anxious, fearful, and angry, they are all very stiff."

"And these knights, mages, archers, seem to be cut from the same mold." Ni Jun followed Zhang Qian's words and looked, indeed, it was exactly as Zhang Qian said. Suddenly, Zhang Qian said again, "Their legion support is moving."

At the back of the sub-dragon legion, the legion support, which had been motionless, finally moved.

It heavily struck the ground with its staff, and a complex magic circle appeared around it. A teleportation channel appeared above its head, and a dragon warrior leaped out of the teleportation channel.

This dragon warrior was over five meters tall, burly, wearing huge armor, and holding a platinum spear. The most striking thing was the decorations on its head, legs, and knees, resembling dragon horns. Ni Jun was not very sure, "Is this a dragon warlord?"

Zhang Qian immediately communicated with the Eye of Observation to confirm the information.

His face turned ugly, "Yes, a level 70 dragon warlord."

A level 70 dragon warlord was equivalent to a level 70 top-tier human profession after the third job change.

The higher the level, the greater the difference.

The difference between level 60 and level 59 was already significant, and the improvement of each level afterward was astonishing.

At level 70, completing the third job change was a qualitative change.

This was true for humans and other races as well.

At level 70, in the dragon race, one could be called a warlord.

From that time on, the dragon race took a path completely different from humans.

A thousand years ago, in human history, there were battles with dragon warlords, with victories and defeats on both sides.

It was unclear whose development path was more correct, but it showed that dragon warlords were very strong.

Ni Jun said in a deep voice, "What about the suppression formation? Why is a level 70 dragon here?"

Zhang Qian said, "It seems that the pressure on Fortress No. 9 is also great, they must have reduced the energy supply to the suppression formation, giving the dragon race an opportunity."

This was the only explanation.

The nine fortresses, plus various positions in the original battlefield, formed a complete suppression formation with numerous nodes.

Through the formation, the maximum level limit that each area could withstand was firmly restricted.

Once the war started, the formation would fully suppress.

In theory, it was impossible for a level 70 character to appear.

But now it had appeared, indicating that Fortress No. 9 was under great pressure and had reduced the energy supply to the suppression formation.

Zhang Qian said, "I have already requested support from Fortress No. 8 through the formation, hoping they can send top-tier professionals to support us, but it may take some time."

Ni Jun said in a deep voice, "Fortunately, Lin Moyu has many skeletons, he should be able to hold on."

The dragon warlord had already rushed towards Lin Moyu.

In the no-fly zone, even it could not fly.

But its speed on the ground was astonishing, like an arrow shot out, the ground cracking under its feet.

And the legion support at the back of the sub-dragon legion was not idle either.

It cast a skill again, and a brilliant light shot from its staff into the sky.

A ball of light appeared in the sky, illuminating the ground like the sun.

Under the light, the undead legion quickly disappeared, and in an instant, the undead legion was gone.

All the undead legions had returned, and Lin Moyu found that his summoning was restricted and could not be used. Summoning Seal!

The ball of light in the sky had the same effect as the Summoning Seal.

"Not good!" Ni Jun was shocked.

Zhang Qian was also shocked, "I urged them to send people over quickly."

Without summoned creatures, what was left for a summoner?

The people in the fortress also sweated for Lin Moyu.

"This is troublesome."

"Without summoned creatures, how can he fight?"

"The new dragon looks very strong, I feel it is even stronger than the sub-dragon legion just now."

"From its aura, it should be level 70, not inferior to our top-tier professionals."

"Let's go together to save Lin Moyu."

"What's the rush, don't you see that Lin Moyu himself is not in a hurry?"

At this time, the sub-dragon legion was almost dead, with only a few left.

Not far from Lin Moyu, there were piles of corpses.

He stood as if on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The white light on his body was still there, leveling up...

He had already reached level 37.

Nearly ten thousand dragon warriors over level 50 provided him with a huge amount of experience.

Lin Moyu directly reached level 37.

The military badge also changed, from gold to purple.

God General, Lin Moyu!

"Die!"

With a roar, the dragon warlord leaped high, and the spear in its hand struck down.

The spear's momentum was fierce, and before it even reached, the ground had already cracked.

All the corpses around Lin Moyu were sent flying hundreds of meters away.

It seemed to know that Lin Moyu could use corpses to attack.

By restricting Lin Moyu's summoning skills, it also restricted corpse explosions.

Lin Moyu's skeletal armor shone brightly, and at the same time, a cracking sound was heard.

The energy attack alone almost broke the skeletal armor.

"The attack power is indeed very strong!"

At this time, the [Mighty Force] skill had 10 seconds left.

These 10 seconds were Lin Moyu's strongest moment.

With a spirit power exceeding 70,000, this alone increased the skill attack power by more than twice.

Plus, all skill damage was increased by an additional 500%.

In the [Mighty Force] state, his attack power was almost ten times that of normal.

Skill: Damage Curse!

A flash of red light, followed by a bright white light.

Skill: Skeletal Fangs!

Lin Moyu raised his right hand, pointing at the dragon warlord in mid-air, and a dazzling white light burst from his fingertips. At level 37, Skeletal Fangs shot out 1480 fangs in one wave.

In an instant, it sealed off all the dragon warlord's escape routes.

The dragon warlord roared, and the spear struck down.

The immense power shattered many skeletal fangs, forcibly creating a path.

Lin Moyu was not flustered at all, and the soul flame in his left hand flickered.

It could shatter the skeletal fangs, but it couldn't avoid the soul flame.

A small spark flashed on its forehead.

A scream echoed through the sky.

Even a level 70 dragon warlord could not withstand the pain of the soul flame, especially when the pain was multiplied under the [Mighty Force] skill.

As the damage increased, so did the pain.

It almost couldn't hold the spear, the skill was interrupted, and it fell from the air.

Lin Moyu sneered, "You might be the first dragon warlord I kill."

Through detection, Lin Moyu already knew the opponent's identity.

A level 70 dragon warlord.

Very powerful.

But far inferior to a top-tier succubus, let alone compared to the Flame Demon King.

In Lin Moyu's eyes, it was not even as good as the [Ancient Phoenix], far from it.

When facing the [Ancient Phoenix], even if his summoning was not sealed, he would turn and run.

But against this level 70 dragon warlord...

Even without the undead legion, he could still fight.

The soul flame flickered again, and the falling dragon warlord screamed again.

A green halo exploded.

Skill: Toxic Star Ring!

This time, 500% damage.

Each second caused 74,000 strength damage.

Even a level 70 warlord couldn't stop groaning, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The fingertips of his right hand began to shine again.

The white light exploded.

Skeletal fangs burst out, the terrifying penetration power, each fang pierced through its body, turning it into a basket. Lin Moyu completed a series of attacks in the short three seconds it took for it to fall.

And even after it landed, the attacks did not stop.

Wave after wave of skeletal fangs, at least three waves per second.

The soul flame also did not stop.

The dragon warlord, who had come with a fierce killing intent, was now miserably curled up, screaming incessantly.

Its soul was burned by the flame, and its body was pierced by the skeletal fangs.

Dragon blood covered the ground.

Lin Moyu thought of a saying from his previous life: "Came in good shape, but can't go back."

The [Mighty Force] skill had 3 seconds left, which was enough.

Suddenly, Lin Moyu saw the look of death in its eyes.

That look... was so familiar.

"Let's die together!" Its expression became crazy.

Lin Moyu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated!

Boom!