Chapter 291: Druid on the Edge of the Battlefield
According to normal procedures, the Fire Dragon Bastar will wait for the challenger to arrive in the deepest part of the cave.
It's not because it's a favorable terrain for fighting:
In the dragon's arrogant consciousness, it simply disdains those adventurers who try to extort some money from its monster servants.
For them, their own slaves are enough to deal with them.
But dragons are also irritable creatures, and their proud character means they cannot tolerate any offense.
The word compromise does not appear in the dragon's behavior.
This is also the reason why many humans think that dragons are powerful magical creatures.
But more often than not, the dragon's cunning would make them realize their mistakes.
Of course, not everyone has this opportunity...
"roar!!!"
The fire dragon Basta roared out of the dragon's lair with raging flames!
But what it got in return were heavy crossbows that attacked it like rain!
“Bang!!”
The heavy crossbow with powerful armor-piercing ability did not have much effect.
As a fire dragon with a lord template, Basda's dragon scales have strong enough physical resistance.
But even so, Basda still felt the long-lost pain.
Dragon scales can only protect it from piercing damage, but the impact carried by the heavy crossbow still needs to be resisted by its body.
Although it was not serious, it was enough to make Basta's rage even more intense.
Just like a slingshot cannot cause serious damage to a person wearing thick clothes.
But that doesn't mean it won't have a strong irritating effect.
But just as Basda was preparing to breathe out his dragon's breath to completely eliminate the crossbow phalanx below.
"Hey! Look here, you white dragon bastard!"
A player holding a heavy shield suddenly shouted angrily.
Those who don't know much about dragons may not be able to understand the destructive power of this sentence to dragons.
But you only need to understand that the intelligence of the white dragon is similar to that of wild beasts from the time it is born for a long period of time afterwards.
You can then get a rough idea of the dragons' attitude towards this.
There is a certain discrimination chain among the dragons, but the white dragon always ranks first...
The verbal attack method centered on matrilineal genealogy for humans is not universally applicable to dragons.
Sarcasm also requires sufficient cultural literacy as a foundation.
"roar!!!"
Needless to say, the heavy shield player's taunt successfully attracted Basdar's firepower.
After the ferocious aura, the so-called "Dragon Might", was activated on a regular basis.
Basta floated directly in the air and sprayed a stream of hot dragon breath towards the player holding the heavy shield!
“BOOM!!”
The flames spread across the ground in an instant like flowing water!
They turned the earth into magma, and flames hotter than the sun submerged everything!
In the center of the magma, a figure holding a heavy shield still stands there.
The heavy shield player even tried to take a cigar out of his inventory.
But look at the cigar burning directly and violently at high temperatures.
The heavy shield player shook his head, then picked up the cigar that had turned into a red column and took a reluctant puff.
"This is a sacred artifact from the Freljord! Bastard!"
The heavy shield player threw the cigar aside and taunted Bastar in the sky.
Feeling the gazes from other players on the network, the heavy shield player calmly licked his mouth that was burned by the red cigar.
Damn, I miscalculated the fire bed, the temperature of this thing is a bit high...
No matter how strong a man is, he still has some soft spots...
"You've done well in your studies in Zaun."
A network player holding a bow and arrow standing further away said to the heavy shield player.
As a world with more heritage, Runeland has attracted many online players.
In a sense, it can be regarded as a very popular exotic world.
“Not even close.”
"I'll talk about it when I pass the exam and become a Zaun pianist."
The heavy shield player said so.
As we all know, Zaun is one of the holy places for shield guards and warriors to train taunt skills.
There, the players of the comprehensive network fully felt the charm of the language.
They learned that ridicule is more than just name calling.
It requires a profound knowledge base as a foundation so that it can have a fatal effect.
Pale insults are the lowest level of sarcasm. Of course, sometimes some people use it to achieve the effect of returning to basics.
There are also some online players who choose to go to Zaun for training in mental resistance, endurance, etc.
According to the feedback from other online players, the effect is still good.
Sometimes, I am not very friendly to my own family tree...
Moreover, a certain amount of strength is needed as a minimum living security.
After all, it’s okay to lose a verbal battle, but I’m afraid of being beaten after the fight…
The exchange between the two was just a tiny moment on the entire battlefield.
The next moment, flames intertwined with countless magic spells and projectiles...
…
…
"Brother, give me some milk!"
"I feel like my underwear is going to be burnt..."
A female warrior with melted marks on her armor ran to the back row of nurses and shouted.
"Don't look at me, I'm out of blue."
"I'd better use the spell slot. I feel like I've been hollowed out by the succubus."
The pastor closest to her said so.
Then she turned her gaze to a plain-looking healer standing next to her wearing a cloth robe.
This guy seems to be a druid?
Judging from his current state, this guy should still have quite a few healing spells left.
Facing the gazes from the two, the druid nodded.
"It may be a little painful, just bear with it."
Who do you look down on?
After hearing the druid's words, the female warrior thought silently in her heart.
The next moment, a green light bloomed from his hand.
"hiss……"
The next moment, the female warrior's muscles tensed instantly.
Sweat, thicker than before, dripped from her forehead.
The female warrior finally understood why this druid was able to maintain a relatively healthy healing reserve...
"I still think the priest's healing is better. It doesn't matter if it hurts or not. The main reason is that I like Holy Light more."
Feeling the injuries in her body gradually recovering, the female warrior wiped the sweat from her forehead and said.
"Let's go. This dragon is really tough."
"This timeline seems to have given this guy instant death resistance and health growth."
"I hate this kind of stupid boss..."
The female warrior shook her head and then threw herself into the battle again .
At this moment, Basta, who was gradually becoming weak, was suddenly hit by a faint green light that came from nowhere.
The light seemed to have an extremely vicious effect, and even Basda couldn't help but fall into a state of stagnation.
"Be careful, it's the spell of those evil gods' lackeys!"
"Don't work for others!"
The commanders distributed in several arrays immediately warned the surrounding network players.
But the expected enemy never appeared.
A druid who was staying at the back of the battlefield suddenly looked at the empty space next to him and said:
"Nature doesn't like you."
"It looks like you did something wrong."
It seemed surprising that anyone could discover themselves, a humanoid appearing out of thin air.
"So? Little druid, are you going to judge me with your natural magic?"
He said with a cold look at the several online players around him who had instantly become alert.
It seemed that he didn't think they were much of a threat.
"I do not judge for nature."
The druid threw aside the more decorative staffs he had conjured.
Some kind of wild power begins to revive ...
“But I don’t want to duplicate work…”
The next moment, an orange figure rushed out!
