Volume 8: The Road to the Ancient Dragon Chapter 387: Bolerius Freezing the Flame
"The White Dragon's lair is here, in this isolated peak deep in the Frost Mountains. To get there, you need to pass through an open ice field on the ridge. This will be the most dangerous place on this journey. The White Dragon King is very alert. Any creature that tries to approach that mountain will be frozen into an ice sculpture by his frost dragon breath."
Varian carefully introduced some details about the ancient white dragon to Murphy.
Murphy couldn't help but be a little surprised. Varian was so familiar with this white dragon? It was a bit strange.
"Don't worry about that. If it dares to come out, I will make it pay. I have some experience in how to slay a dragon."
It's more than just experience, he knows it like the back of his hand. After all, Murphy was once the Black Dragon Lord. He knows exactly what kind of attacks this kind of dragon boss that lives in a nest can use.
Judging from the location of the dragon's nest and the structure of the ridge ice field, the opponent will most likely adopt the same tactics he used back then.
Launching an airstrike on the uncovered plains would disrupt the enemy's deployment and simultaneously send out monster minions to attack from both sides. Ordinary expeditionary forces would most likely suffer the consequences.
Sure enough, Varian immediately introduced the content about monster servants.
"Poleris also enslaved a large number of monster servants to serve him, including glacier spiders, ice trolls, frost giants, and even priests of the Dragon Cult."
This is exactly what the title implies. The dragon race loves to enslave lower races as cannon fodder.
"Let me guess, does he have a group of elite dragon guards and descendants of the white dragon under his command? They are his direct subordinates."
Varian was surprised and asked, "Yes, how did you know?"
Murphy did not answer, but turned to Van Cleef and said, "Give orders to the adventurers in the city. The dragon-slaying expedition will set out at noon. All participants will receive 5,000 reputation points each. The top 10 performers will each receive a Winterfell residence."
Murphy was not planning to send out too many core troops. He only needed to bring 100 Dragon Riders to support the battle, and the rest would be made up of adventurers. It would be a waste if these free cannon fodders were not wasted.
After all, such a tough battle would surely result in heavy casualties, so it’s better not to waste money.
Gather your forces and get ready to go!
A few hours later - Frost Mountains - Lone Cloud Peak:
On the top of the towering Guoyun Peak, a giant white dragon with a flawless white body is standing quietly in the cold wind on the peak. Its body, like an ice sculpture, overlooks the endless white snowfield below the peak. Its white eyes are like ice crystals, and an aloof and arrogant aura of a king arises spontaneously.
Born in the ancient times, it has experienced the fall of the Dragon God, the transformation of the ancient dragons, the division and infighting of the dragon clan, and the rise of the mortal race. Tens of thousands of years have made it indifferent to everything.
Therefore, when a white baby dragon brought the news that an enemy was approaching the dragon's nest, the white dragon king Borelius did not feel the slightest bit of emotion.
Bolerius (White Dragon King): "Haha, let them come, trolls, frost giants, Vrykul, or those pathetic undead living in the shadows, these tiny mortal races are nothing but passing clouds, led to destruction by their blind ambitions, without exception.
Their offense is just a small spice to make my collection more complete.”
"Go and prepare, Lucas. Start at the old place. Bring all your servants with you. Don't let any enemy go. Don't let me down."
Lucas (Dragon Warlord): "As ordered by the great Lord Bolerius, I will not let you down - you all heard it, hurry up and act, you lazy bastards, if you delay Lord Bolerius's work, I will feed you to the ice worms."
The dragon commander swung his whip and drove the gathered monsters down the mountain.
But Pollux was in no hurry to act. He could fly and join the battle at any time. He could wait for the monsters to ambush him first. The most important thing was that as the king of white dragons and an ancient dragon, he had to have some appearance.
at the same time--
On the ridge of the desolate Frost Mountains, a group of adventurers were heading towards a solitary peak in the distance. Hundreds of adventurers were arranged in a loose formation, walking with difficulty on the cold ice field.
Lancelot (Dragon Thunder Knight): "Fuck, this is too cold."
Axe Man (Berserker): "It's really cold. I'm freezing. Mage, give me a 'resist cold' spell."
Mage Arrives (Mage): "5 silver coins."
Axe Man (Berserker): "Fuck, a guild member wants money?"
Mage Arrives (Mage): "Nonsense, spell materials are free?"
Melancholy Boy (Paladin): "I say, are we being used as cannon fodder?"
White Knife (Assassin): "I think he's almost dead."
"Speechless, then why are we still coming?"
"What's there to be afraid of? The worst that can happen is that I'll die. Anyway, I'm wearing all the clothes from the store, so I'm not afraid of death."
"Fuck, I should have stored all the good equipment in the warehouse. My weapon is still blue."
Complaints aside, this group of adventurers are still quite confident. Confidence comes from strength, and this group of adventurers is still very strong.
Those who can be selected by Murphy to join the expeditionary force are at least level 40. In fact, there are many people who are above level 50, almost more than half. After the war between the Alliance and the Horde in the past few months, the levels of players on both sides are increasing rapidly. In the past, level 50 was considered a master, but now it can only be considered a backbone level.
There were five or six hundred high-level players at levels 40 or 50. Ordinary monsters were no match for them. All along the way, whether it was the Frost Giants or the Predatory Ice Worms, they were all killed by concentrated fire. This also made the adventurers quite confident.
It's just
Walking on the uncovered plain, the players were also quite alert.
All kinds of professions with reconnaissance skills were released, and several hunters with birds even released their pet eagles.
"Look, it's a dragon!" A hunter suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted, immediately putting everyone on alert.
They looked up at the sky together and saw a huge white dragon over a hundred meters in size passing by as fast as an ice cloud, silently, smoothly and gracefully.
"What a huge dragon!"
“It’s quite a big guy!”
"All ranged professions, come forward and form an air defense formation according to our previous arrangement."
The adventurers below dare not slack off at all. Generally speaking, a dragon's strength is proportional to its size (except for a certain guy with cheats). Such a huge white dragon is definitely at the level of a world-class BOSS.
A BOSS of this level could be as powerful as a thousand if you're not too careful.
The frost protection barrier was instantly activated, and ice-blue covers appeared on the snowy field like beautiful soap bubbles.
Long-range shooter professions form the air defense line on the outermost layer, and the inner city is various long-range magic systems and healing assistants.
The melee fighters were scattered around the circles. They could not fight against the white dragon in the sky, but they could disperse the enemy's firepower.
The adventurers that Murphy gathered to slay the dragon would not be easy to deal with.
Polyreus was not surprised by this scene. The adventurers who could come here would not be so easy to deal with, but it was not nervous, because the tight defense was most easily destroyed from the inside.
Boom! The originally flat ice field suddenly cracked and collapsed, and several entrances hidden under the ice and snow appeared. Huge frost spiders swarmed out from the cracks in the ground.
Then many ice trolls and frost giants rushed out from the rifts and rushed into the group of adventurers.
"Damn, it turns out to be this trick, everyone act according to the plan!"
"Got it, got it. Melee to intercept the monsters, mages and hunters, seal the cave entrance!"
Murphy was well prepared for the tactics that the ancient white dragon was going to use. Just from the location of the white dragon's nest, Murphy felt a sense of familiarity. It was clearly the same tactic he used when he played the black dragon back then.
The empty ridge plain is the best place for the dragons to slaughter adventurers. With the cooperation of monster servants, they can launch a wave of annihilation. Ordinary adventurer teams can be easily wiped out.
So I arranged tactics for this group of adventurers early in the morning, and they really came in handy at this time.
The melee fighters immediately intercepted the monster minions that rushed out, while the magic professions aimed their guns at the exits of the cracks.
Spider web magic! Frost wall! Dense magic spider webs and frost walls blocked the entrance to the cave.
Thunder strikes! Explosive arrows! Lightning bolts and burning explosive arrows blasted the ice above the cracks apart.
In the blink of an eye, the cracks in the ice field opened by the monsters were blocked. Many monsters were trapped inside before they could rush out. The impact and destructive power of the monsters were greatly reduced. The few that escaped were killed one after another by hundreds of adventurers.
Pollux in the sky was greatly surprised that these tiny mortals actually had some strength. Haha, but it didn't matter. Only warriors like these were worthy of being included in his collection.
It swooped down suddenly! While the monster servants were not completely destroyed, it blew a breath of dragon's breath at the adventurers in the melee.
Frost Breath!
White ice flames gushed out, flawless and seemingly pure and harmless, but the adventurers who were exposed to the ice flames were almost instantly frozen into ice sculptures.
Also frozen at the same time were some unlucky monsters. To the ancient dragon, these monster servants were nothing more than cannon fodder.
[Deep Freeze: You are frozen by biting frost. You cannot perform any actions and lose 55 health points every 10 seconds for 5 minutes. If the ice that freezes you is broken, you will be free but will immediately receive 550 points of burst damage. If you die from this damage, your body will immediately turn into a pile of broken ice (cannot be resurrected or summoned as undead)]
This freezing effect is quite terrifying. Most adventurers have less than a thousand HP. Unless they break the ice immediately, they will be shattered into ice the moment the ice is broken if they wait for a while.
However, for this situation, Murphy also provided everyone with a solution.
Flamestorm!
Fire wall technique!
Hands of Fire!
Dragon Breath Technique!
Various levels of fire magic burned the frozen ice sculptures.
Flame can offset the freezing effect and will not trigger explosive damage. As long as you control the temperature well, you can thaw them relatively safely.
Of course, if you are unlucky, you may be killed by the combination of ice and fire.
The moment Polyleus climbed up after a dive, he saw several adventurers crawling out of the ice in a panic.
Huh? He actually escaped.
When it saw the fire magic cast by those spellcasters, it suddenly felt as if it was being plotted against.
Hum, fire conquers ice? It seems that you foolish mortals are not completely useless, but I am Borelius - Borelius of 'Frozen Flame'!
Borelius suddenly raised its head, and the biting cold formed a layer of white mist on the surface of its body, which was a call for it to condense the power of frost.
Ancient Frost Breath—Eternal Freeze!
However, before he could launch an attack.
The next second, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.
Breath of Thunder!
Boom, -1973!
The scarlet dragon thunder hit Polyleus' back hard, interrupting its breath and causing a lot of damage.
What! Borelius was shocked, not only because he was attacked by surprise, but also because of the power used by the other party - the ancient dragon lightning! That was a power he once mastered, but had long been forgotten. Now it appeared again, but he did not expect that he would become the target of the attack.
“Who is it!”
It let out a roar.
"It's me!"
A similar dragon roar was heard, and a black shadow swooped down from the direction of the sun, confronting the White Dragon King.
Seeing the Storm Dragon King Aidandelon in the sky, Borealis was shocked and angry.
'Frozen Flame' Boileus (King of White Dragons): "Dovakin, what made you attack me? What made the ancient and noble dragon race become sneak attackers? No, I recognize every ancient dragon that survived that catastrophe, and you are not among them. Who are you?!"
'Storm Disaster' Aidan Deron (Storm Dragon King): "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is why I am here. The legend and glory of the ancient dragons have long gone, but new hope is born again. I will gather the power of the ancient dragons again and awaken the great Dragon God. Contribute your strength, Duvakin, for the return of the Dragon God, offer your original power."
Polyleus's expression suddenly changed. The power of origin... for these ancient dragons who had transformed, it could be said to be like their lifeblood.
The power of origin cannot be traded or given, it can only be swallowed, and the one who can swallow the power of origin must be——
"You are——Dragon Eater !?"
"Haha, you actually recognized me. What's your answer?"
"You blasphemous butcher, mortal enemy of the dragon race, you know nothing about the power of ancient dragons. Do you want to seize my original power? Come on!"
roar!
roar!
With two roars, the two giant dragons breathed out dragon breath at the same time.
Frost Breath!
Breath of Thunder!
The two energies collided, colliding and eroding each other, but it can be seen that the frost power of Borelius is obviously stronger in energy level, and the point where thunder and frost intersect keeps moving towards Murphy.
"See, you ignorant Dragon Feast man, actually wanted to defeat me alone. You are so arrogant, so stupid. Now you face the ancient power of frost."
The voice did not come from the dragon's mouth, but was transmitted through thoughts. This is a unique telepathic ability between dragons.
Murphy was not panicked by the endless frost power. "Who said I want to defeat you alone?"
The next second, a green dragon, a dragon eagle, two griffins, and a giant eagle appeared from the shadow of the sun almost at the same time.
Hammer of Holy Light!
Meteor explosion!
Deadly Throw!
The arrow of light and splendor!
A series of attacks all hit Polyleus, forcing Polyleus' breathing to be interrupted.
However, these attacks did not have much effect. Although the damage was not low, it was nothing for Borelius, who had hundreds of thousands of health points.
Instead, it completely enraged it.
The huge body of Polyreus suddenly flew into the sky. Several heroes participating in the battle hurriedly rode their mounts to scatter and avoid. However, Polyreus didn't care at all. He flew directly into the sky, occupied a higher position, and overlooked Murphy.
A biting chill emanated from it, and in an instant even the air seemed to freeze.
"Dragon Feasters, I know that you are vile souls without honor. Is this what you rely on? These ant-like mortals, weak magic and crude weapons, you are too naive, I..."
Aidandelon's dragon soul is annihilated!
While the other party was reciting his lines, Murphy used his heroic skill to attack him without any moral ethics.
The dark light flashed, and with a sharp dragon roar, a dark and hideous wound appeared on the flawless body of Polyleus, which was as white as snow.
System prompt: You caused 25781 soul damage to Bolerius, and you caused an instant death judgment on him, which failed.
System prompt: You have caused a serious injury judgment to Bolerius, and the serious injury judgment was successful. The target obtains the "life damage" effect, and the upper limit of health value decreases by 30% for 24 hours.
Just one strike was enough to make the White Dragon King, who had been so arrogant just now, show a look of shock, anger and fear. This move is worthy of being a dragon-type special attack skill, it is really powerful.
"Such vicious magic, such evil power, I really underestimated the meanness of you Dragon Feast people, but don't think you can defeat me like this. If you have the courage, come into my lair and see if you can still be so arrogant in that extremely cold ice hell."
After saying that, he flew towards Guyun Peak without looking back and plunged into the copy light curtain in the cave.
