Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

The bone eagle screamed in the air, and the death knight quickly flew across the ground.

Countless hellfire beads spewed out from the beak of the bone eagle, causing explosions on the ground again and again. The dark green ghost flames that eroded everything spread on the ground. Those fireworks exuded a strong corrosive power. As long as they were slightly contaminated, they would be destroyed. Devouring life, this makes the earth like hell.

"This place is forbidden to the living!"

And the old Ward hovered in the air, waving the eagle's roaring silver sword in his hand, and rotten skeletons climbed up from the soil. They were recruited by the undead commander and came from all directions to kill these outsiders. Surrounded by uninvited guests.

Upon seeing this, Metrolash raised his blood-stained sword high, his pure black eyes flashing with light.

[Oathbreaker Channels Divine Power: Control the Undead]

A thick dark mist erupted with the great sword as the center, and all the skeletons within the range were controlled and turned against each other.

The players also used various brilliance and fire spells to easily destroy these fragile skeletal undead creatures.

Alger stared at the death knight hovering in the sky.

He was so familiar with those movements and techniques that even when Old Ward turned into a death knight, he could still see the traces of his life at a glance.

A red tie appeared in his hand.

With a loud eagle roar, the dragon-veined giant eagle Eagle appeared out of thin air.

This is the new feature of the Red Scale Conqueror that has reached level 10 - [Dragon Vein Connection]. It can summon its own mount anytime and anywhere with the help of the magical essence of dragon blood.

Alger turned over and mounted the giant eagle, and said softly: "Come on. Ward Chris, my old instructor."

"Let me see if your skills have faded after becoming such a ghost."

"唳——"

There was another loud eagle roar, and the dragon-veined giant eagle spread its wings and flew up, climbing rapidly. Its momentum was not inferior to that of the terrifying bone eagle covered in ghost flames.

The death knight hovering in the sky naturally noticed the rapidly approaching enemy and faced it without hesitation.

"The humble living being."

His bones made a crunching sound.

Alger and Ward circled back and forth in the air, testing each other again and again.

Turning, rolling, ascending, and diving, their movements in controlling the giant eagle have long become instinctive, as if they were carved from the same mold. However, Alger's movements are obviously more radical, and there are often thrilling maneuvers with flashes of inspiration.

The blazing bright flames and the green will-o'-wisps intertwined together. The movements of the two knights in the air were dazzling, and one could only see the fleeting figures and the light of the fire.

"not bad."

Alger panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a somewhat excited tone: "Old Ward, your ability is still there."

There were many scars on his half-dragon body, and the eroding black mist was slowly corroding those wounds.

"Despicable living people - die -"

Death Knight Ward wasn't much better either. His plate armor was in pieces, cracks appeared on his bones, and the ghost flames were burning, healing his wounds.

They climbed slowly, then dived relative to each other.

This is the final charge showdown.

The two of them held their swords tightly, their bodies slightly bent, and their diving postures were almost the same.

But at the moment when they were less than ten meters apart, Alger and the dragon-veined giant eagle let out a shocking roar at the same time.

[Dragon Roar Charge]

This dragon's roar possesses the essence of magic, and even undead creatures will be frightened by it.

It seemed as if a huge red dragon phantom appeared above them.

"dragon"

The death knight was slightly distracted.

The Bone Eagle under him was also so frightened that his whole body became stiff.

However, it was this fleeting opportunity that Alger grasped firmly.

"Cut with the momentum!"

The half-dragon knight used the power of his rapid dive to slash down.

There was just a crisp sound, and the ever-burning sword easily cut off the bones in the death knight's neck. The skull burning with vicious light flew high, and then dimmed.

The bone eagle under its seat also lost its immortal nature, the ghost flames wrapped around its body were extinguished, and the body turned into an ordinary skeleton, and the scattered bones fell from the sky one after another.

Alger rode the giant eagle and landed lightly.

He casually dug a small hole in the ground, buried the cracked skull in it, filled it with soil, and stepped on it twice to compact it.

"RIP, sad old guy."

“I’ll kill that old vampire.

Alger stared closely at the heavy door of Luckman Castle, which was carved with complicated patterns, and murmured to himself.

…

Underground at Luckman Castle.

The space here is unusually wide, not like inside a building, but like a huge underground world.

Bats were flying in the darkness, rats were wandering in the dark corners, and the blood slaves were wailing in pain in the iron cages.

In the center of this underground world is a huge stone platform with a radius of 100 meters. It is carved with twisted and weird runes, and is surrounded by a bottomless abyss.

The stone platform is surrounded by seven tall stone pillars, which are carved with devil patterns. Almost every stone pillar has a vampire spawn wrapped around an iron chain soaked in blood.

Like sinners in religious mythology, they were tied to stone pillars with iron chains, naked and with strange tattoos on their backs.

Each of them had an extremely fanatical look on their face and sang evil songs.

Even the eldest daughter of the Luckman family, Alexia, was tied to one of the stone pillars, taking off her heavy dress, exposing her pale and beautiful body nakedly.

However, there is nothing glamorous about this picture. Instead, it exudes a bloody and weird sense of horror.

She whispered softly: "On the day of the full moon..."

“The bats celebrate, the sick rats sing.”

"Blood mist covers the sky, and shadows overflow."

“The day is afraid, and eternal night is coming.”

"He will be the immortal King of the night!"

"He will be the eternal master of darkness!"

“Let our blood boil in His body, and let us embrace the great ascension!”

The sound of bat wings flapping sounded.

Brad Luckman came from the end of the passage. He did not take the stairs, but suspended in the air and slowly ascended to the stone platform.

His scarlet eyes were full of endless greed and expectation, and he was as intoxicated as chanting poetry.

"finally……"

"I have spent one hundred and seventy-two years hiding in the darkness, and now my suffering is finally over."

"Ascension, as long as I complete that great ascension, there is nothing to fear. Not even the giant dragon can stop me."

"My children..."

Duke Brad looked obsessively at the naked vampire spawns tied to the stone pillars, his eyes full of undisguised twisted love. In a sense, he truly loved them.

This is his heir.

It is also the fuel for his ascension.

Duke Brad frowned slightly as if he had thought of something.

"It's a pity...that kid Todd didn't come back."