Old Four and Old Five of the Black Wings were rather annoyed. Before Duque arrived, everyone had a disagreement as to which one to attack.
Since it was a choice between the two, the other seven randomly chose a black dragon to gang up on. They instinctively felt that the black dragon opposite them seemed to be able to stack fire damage. Hence, they used Magni's bulky body as cover and suddenly charged out to attack the black dragon that Sasha had casually marked with a Hunter's Mark.
Killing one before moving on to the next. That was the right logic.
It was a pity that they weren't transmigrators, and didn't know that one of the two BOSSes had the special skill [Ebonock's Shadow] that could heal itself by attacking a specific target.
As long as Ebonock was hit by this skill, the strange shadow curse would be able to heal the wounds on Ebonock's body. In the end, when Duque was dealing with Vaelastrasz, the seven of them didn't manage to take any damage at all.
Seeing this scene, Du Ke's forehead was full of black lines.
After he rushed over, he patted Sasha's shoulder lightly. "Sasha! Don't bet with your sisters these days. Be careful, or you might lose all your private stash. "
"Ah?!" Sasha exclaimed.
Duque raised his head and said loudly, "Change targets! Don't touch that dragon for now. Everyone can only attack the new target for 30 seconds at most before coming back to rest. "
They were all veterans and had seen all sorts of strange enemy skills. Although they didn't understand it every time, they wouldn't lose much as long as they did as Duque said.
Seizing the opportunity when Old Four, Fillmore, pounced on him, everyone attacked together.
A flash of swords and axes almost chopped off one of Filmer's claws.
"Roar —" The Adult Black Dragon let out an angry roar. It swung its head and spat out a mouthful of [Shadow Flames] at the crowd. The experts who were already prepared shrunk back and hid behind the hole in the wall. Filmer dashed towards the hole and was smashed back by Magni's hammer. The entire dragon spun in mid-air.
The hero group against the two black dragons went on for a few rounds.
Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream came from behind. Duque turned around and saw Kane, who was covered in blood, leading a dragon head with a broken horn, striding toward him.
Even though Kane was taking big strides, Duque realized that Kane was very sneaky. His thick hooves didn't make much sound, and he was moving along the wall.
The thoughts of experts always coincided with each other.
"Shorty! Don't be so stubborn the next time he comes, "Duque shouted, and Magni immediately understood.
As a main tank, Magni's biggest weakness was that he was too small. When he didn't activate [Deity's Descent], it was very easy for the Boss to rush over and kill the ranged attackers and healers at the back.
[Deity's Descent] consumed a lot of stamina and energy. He could carry it, but it didn't mean that he didn't need to pay a price. Just as he was swinging the Balrog's Hammer, Magni caught a glimpse of that sneaky old bull.
In the next round, when Fillmore roared and charged at the hole he was guarding, the Shorty King played a vicious trick on this adult black dragon.
Fillmore was shocked to find that the large silver shorty that had been blocking the hole and never retreating had suddenly disappeared.
No! It didn't disappear, but shrink!
The previous countless charges ended with the shorty using his war hammer to fight them head-on. Who knew that the shorty would suddenly shrink back?
Fillmore instinctively felt that something was wrong. He immediately spread his wings and flapped forward, trying to stop his momentum. Who knew that the moment the shorty shrank back to his original size, a shining Paladin would suddenly rush out, waving a huge sword that looked like a sharp fork.
Wind!
Chaos!
A turbulent flow suddenly appeared in the air.
The strong tornado seriously interfered with the black dragon's movements, causing its sudden stop in the air to fail.
Then, a wretched Tauren suddenly jumped out from the hole, its huge and coarse fingers placed on the tip of Fillmore's flapping left wing.
"Come on! Play with me on the ground! "When Kane said this, there was a murderous look in his eyes.
For some reason, Duque sounded like a weird uncle using a lollipop to trick a little girl to see a goldfish.
Basically, the Alliance and Horde warriors all knew [Titan's Grip]. The original intention was to allow warriors to wield two-handed weapons. This skill that could greatly increase a warrior's arm strength and grip strength could be learned with hard work. The specific increase depended on the individual's talent and race's talent.
Obviously, the Tauren had the most insane increase.
Kane was also the most insane among the Taurens.
Duque could clearly hear the hollow bones on Fillmore's dragon wings cracking.
"Awooo —" Fillmore screamed and struggled with all his might. Being forcefully dragged over made him think of many bad things.
Unfortunately, no matter how violent a little girl was, she couldn't withstand the strength of a real weird uncle.
The old bull roared and forcefully pulled Fillmore down from the air with a movement similar to a shoulder throw, causing him to fall on the ground in an M shape.
Uh, it wasn't that he wasn't reserved, it was just that the old bull was too violent!
Fillmore, who was on all fours, almost instinctively struggled to get up. Who knew that the old bull would shamelessly raise his hands high up and viciously stab the thick totem pole into Fillmore's mouth that was filled with crisscrossed fangs, all the way to the depths of his throat.
"Ugh, woo … Awooo —" Fillmore let out a strange whimper, and the aftermath of the Shadow Flames flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
The scary old bull was unmoved. He forcefully twisted Fillmore's head almost 180 degrees like a fried dough twist, and tried to twist it 360 degrees, as if he wanted to tie a slipknot on Fillmore's neck.
Dragons weren't invertebrates. Although their necks were abnormally flexible like snakes, in reality, because there was a limit to how much each cervical vertebra could rotate, a dragon couldn't truly twist its neck 360 degrees.
Forcefully twisting it would only result in the cervical vertebra breaking and the trachea twisting.
Fillmore desperately tried to turn his body around, using his huge body to resist the twisting of his neck. At the same time, he tried to extend his dragon claws, trying to grab Kane who was holding his neck.
In the end … he couldn't reach it!
Originally, he shouldn't have lost to a Tauren in terms of strength. For some reason, the moment he passed through the hole, there seemed to be some mysterious power that greatly weakened him.
Fillmore thought that it was an illusion, until he slashed at Ebonock and tried to use the Shadow Flames to save him. In the end, that damn dwarf became bigger again and jumped onto his body to be beaten up. Only then did he realize that something was really wrong!
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