Volume 1: Dance of the Black Dragon Chapter 44: A Sleepless Night in Dalaran
When everyone rushed out of the Violet Castle, they saw a jaw-dropping scene: thousands of black dragons were circling in the sky, flames were falling from the sky, explosions were heard one after another, alarms were blaring, and the whistling sounds of magic towers firing magic were heard. There was also a reckless wizard who came from nowhere and actually opened portals directly in the square. Fully armed adventurers were swarming out, shouting all kinds of incomprehensible lines.
Things like explosive equipment, beating bosses, top-quality materials, and fighting with dragon brothers.
This chaotic scene made Antonidas' veins pop out and his white beard almost stand up.
"Admiral Daelin, please stay in the castle with your daughter. This is the safest place. Everyone else, prepare for battle immediately. Master Kel'Thuzad, go and activate the city's protective barrier!
Prince Kael'thas, lead the battle mages to enter the Mage Tower and never let these black dragons act recklessly.
"Crassus—Hey, where is Crassus?"
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Breath of fire - scorching the earth!
The towering magic tower was instantly engulfed in flames. The magic barrier failed to protect the mages inside. The burning air waves blew up the tower, and the mages inside flew into the sky like fireworks.
After Morpheus finished breathing out three levels of charged dragon breath, he looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. More than a dozen magic towers on the northern outskirts of Dalaran had been completely destroyed in the first wave of attacks.
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Well done, brothers. Destroy the enemy's defenses and follow me into the city!"
Boom! The city gate was smashed open by a giant siege dragon beast, and groups of monsters swarmed in, rushing into the streets of Dalaran, killing and burning everywhere. Dalaran had been peaceful for too long, and the defenders in the city were unable to react in the first time.
Seeing the citizens screaming and fleeing in all directions, the Magic Swordsman Legion in the city had not yet completed its assembly, but some adventurers who received the news joined the battle.
However, in the face of overwhelming numbers of monsters, they were quickly killed.
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "That's it. Kill them all! Crush them! Attack, keep attacking!"
Morpheus roared, encouraging the morale of the monsters, but his eyes were searching around the city. There were four large treasuries in Dalaran, and the one located in the Violet Castle was the most eye-catching. There was no doubt that the best treasures were stored in it, including the Book of Medivh, the Scepter of Sargeras, the Eye of Dalaran... those most powerful artifacts were hidden in it.
However, Murphy was not planning to attack there. The defense of Violet Castle must be the most stringent, and he might be killed before he even rushed in.
His target was the ancient treasury located in the old city in the north. This treasury was the earliest treasury built in Dalaran. Generally speaking, in the fantasy world, the older something is, the more powerful it tends to be.
A purple rainbow magic ray shot out, and an unlucky black dragon was instantly pierced through the heart and fell down.
Murphy's heart sank as he looked at the magic towers being activated one after another in the inner city, knowing that his chance was fleeting.
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Follow me, black dragon lords! Victory is at hand."
Tel Horason (Black Dragon Lord): "Go ahead Morpheus, we will support you."
Summerfield (Black Dragon Lord) "I'm right behind you, Morpheus, let's fight side by side!"
Morntrisha (High-ranking Black Dragon Lord): "For the Black Dragon Legion!"
The black dragon lords behind him roared one after another, and their momentum was overwhelming.
Antonidas in the distance had a grim look on his face. He didn't expect that Dalaran would be attacked by the black dragon army. Why would this happen? Dalaran hasn't provoked the black dragons in recent years. At most, they just hunted a few lone black dragons as magic experiments. Was there any need to be so excited?
"Let the magic griffin knights attack, and all magic towers focus on attacking those black dragon lords."
Hundreds of magic griffin knights rushed out from the high tower, and the black dragon army pounced directly on them. A fierce air battle broke out instantly. The black dragons had an absolute numerical advantage, and the combat effectiveness of large black dragons was far stronger than that of the griffin knights. However, the griffin knights also had support from the magic tower. They waved their magic wands, shooting lightning and magic rays of various colors.
Upon seeing this, Nefarian also had the urge to compete, so he suddenly rushed into the sky and used the dragon language magic - meteor shower!
Agnes also showed her magical power, dragon language magic - Storm is coming!
The wind was howling, a huge tornado was raging in the city, and fire rain was falling from the sky.
The black dragon danced wildly, the griffin fluttered, the magic tower shot out brilliant light of destruction, the monsters roared and screamed and fought with the adventurers. It was a tragic scene of the coming of a dragon disaster.
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Hahahaha, that's it, that's it, let this world burn, let it be destroyed!"
His eyes swept across the battlefield, and suddenly, a huge violet eye mark appeared in his eyes. It was a tall building with a rather strange shape, square and without any windows, more like a fortress.
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Yes, the ancient treasure house in the old city, follow my brothers!"
He put his wings together, dived, and descended rapidly towards the target. A griffin knight bravely rushed over. The dwarf on the griffin roared and shot a lightning bolt. The black dragon took the blow head-on, and its two claws grabbed the griffin's wings at the same time. With a light pull, the beast that had lost its wings fell down.
Another team of griffin riders rushed over. Murphy opened his mouth and spewed out raging dragon flames. The flames illuminated the sky. The griffins either fled in panic or were burned to charcoal.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, getting closer and closer to the ground.
Suddenly, a giant fire tower shot a huge flaming meteorite towards the black dragon.
Murphy dodged the meteorite deftly and rushed towards the giant fire tower. Boom! The huge tower was shattered in the air and collapsed.
Murphy flew low over the rubble, some mages on the ground shot out fireballs and lightning, and the black dragon opened its mouth again.
Flame dragon breath—bone-eroding dragon flame!
The flames spread along the streets, and those who didn't have time to dodge were instantly turned into screaming people on fire.
Morpheus (ancient black dragon): "My black dragon lords, the target is right in front of us!" he shouted, but got no response. Turning back , he found that the black dragon lords who had been following him were all gone. Looking up, he unsurprisingly spotted their figures several hundred meters in the air, spewing flames.
What a bunch of bastards! Murphy cursed in his heart, but it didn't matter, he had already expected this possibility.
He went straight to the treasury. In order to avoid the attack of the magic tower, he simply landed on the ground and rushed through the streets of the city, turning everything he passed into ruins. As soon as he turned a street, a group of adventurers appeared in front of him.
Murphy was too lazy to get involved with them, "Get lost, you little bugs!"
"Oh shit, it's Brother Long, the wind is strong!" The leading knight shouted, and the adventurers scattered and looked from afar.
There were also a few people who didn't know what was good for them. They shot arrows and cast spells from a distance, but Murphy breathed out his dragon's breath and burned them all into cinders.
As they were about to approach the square where the treasury was located, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared in front of Murphy. The uniforms on these soldiers did not have the mark of the Violet Eye, but instead a noble emblem with a giant stone pattern.
The leading lord had a majestic beard and looked quite familiar - Ned Stark? Murphy was immediately amused. Isn't this the supervisor's number?
Ned Stark (Lord of Stone City): "Murphy, I know you want to destroy your account. Don't be impulsive. We have something to discuss. Leave Dalaran quickly, immediately, or you will regret it."
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Hahahaha, you despicable bastard, you vicious maggot, are you ordering me around? Look at everything around you. It is your arrogance that has brought about this disaster. Now everything is irreversible, and you still want to order me around? Foolish mortal, you are completely unaware of your own situation. Tremble before the dragon fire of Morpheus!"
Seeing that the black dragon was about to attack him, the supervisor was suddenly shocked.
Ned Stark (Lord of Stone City): "Are you crazy? I spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to train this character. If you dare to kill me... Damn it, protect my soldiers!"
The soldiers behind him immediately formed a battle formation, with spearmen in front and crossbowmen in the back.
Murphy didn't care at all. Lord-type players are very powerful in the later stages. They have health and basic attributes that are not inferior to hero players of the same level. Although their skills are not as many or as strong, they can lead troops. If they have the money to raise elite troops, they can even defeat dragons and demons.
But the prerequisite is that you must have high-level soldiers. Even if you don’t have the ultimate soldiers in the fifth book, you can at least get some Storm Knights, Lion Guards, Silver Mist Ranger Archers and so on.
You brought a group of second-level mercenary crossbowmen and conscripted spearmen to cause trouble to me. You are simply rushing to die. It would be a shame if I don't kill you with such a poor configuration.
The black dragon spewed out a breath of dragon fire, and the flames instantly engulfed the soldiers in the front row. The crossbowmen fired a row of crossbow arrows, which landed on the black dragon's scales, but failed to cause even a single-digit amount of damage.
Spears pierced his body and broke one after another. Murphy rushed forward and destroyed the opponent's formation with a sudden attack of a giant dragon.
He rushed to the supervisor in an instant, and the supervisor became anxious and swung the two-handed sword in his hand to chop down with all his might.
Heroic Strike!
Crack! -375!
The damage is quite high.
Murphy sneered and grabbed the supervisor in front of him. Looking at the supervisor struggling in his hand, Murphy felt a cruel pleasure in his heart.
Ned Stark (Lord of Stone): "Don't eat me. Don't eat me!"
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Eat you? How could I possibly eat trash like you! But you did remind me..."
The black dragon bit the supervisor in its mouth, and its huge dragon fangs bit up and down. The supervisor screamed like a pig being slaughtered. Even if he only felt 30% of the pain, the feeling of being torn apart still made him feel excruciating pain. Fortunately, the pain did not last too long. Murphy chewed Ned Stark into a pile of mosaics in just a few bites and spit it on the ground.
It turns out that breaking the system rules is so simple! Murphy suddenly had a flash of . After he defeated the Dawn Sword, he tried to copy this operation of breaking the system rules several times, but failed every time. Unexpectedly, he just performed it inadvertently. He vaguely felt a trace of the law, and perhaps this could become his unique secret skill in the future.
But now, it is more important to find the treasure first.
