Volume 1: Dance of the Black Dragon Chapter 52 A New Era
Fuck!
It took Murphy a while to recover from the mental pollution. When he looked at the character list again, the ancient black dragon Morpheus was still there, but it had turned black.
Clicked.
[System prompt: Program error, this character is a non-player character and cannot be selected. ]
Non-player characters? NPCs? Morpheus becomes a wild boss?
Murphy stood there in a daze for a moment, and it took him a long time to recover from the shock.
Did he complete the mission? He should, after all, the Black Dragon Murphys was not dead, and theoretically he had fulfilled the contract, but Murphy doubted that the company would accept such a result.
Murphy had a headache, so he quit the game and just in time saw a black shadow coming out of the helmet.
"How is it, did you log off safely?"
"Haha, Brother Long, are you still not confident in my work? I ran out of Dalaran in one breath, and then directly found a mage who spent five gold coins to teleport me to the capital of Lordaeron. Now my things are all in my bag. I calculated that including the Dragon Slayer Greatsword and the Fire Mage Staff, there are a total of six plot equipment, and a lot of purple and orange equipment, top-grade materials and so on. All the things in the Dalaran Treasury are top-grade. Add them together and they can be sold for at least 10 to 15 million . If I meet a rich man who wants to pay me, even 20 million may not be enough!
Now we are going to be rich, Brother Long."
The two of them used to split the profits 190%, but this time the operation was more thrilling, and in order to mobilize his brother's enthusiasm, Murphy offered him a 280% split. If it could really be sold for 20 million, Black Shadow would get 4 million, which would also be a windfall.
And his profits were even greater. Even if he couldn't keep the 10 million given by Situ Cheng in the end, the money from selling the equipment would be enough for him to live a carefree life for the rest of his life. Just for this windfall today, all his efforts were not in vain.
However, Murphy could probably feel that he might have to fight a lot of lawsuits next.
at the same time--
Dark Plains - Dragon Flame Mountains.
On the top of the towering Dragon Head Peak, several black baby dragons were gathered on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the vast charcoal-like plain below. Under the shadow of the mountain cast by the moonlight, an army of hundreds of adventurers were marching towards Dragon Head Peak.
The person leading the team was none other than Qingfeng Lanhuai, the president of the Dragon's Sorrow Guild.
"President, is this really possible? We were wiped out a few days ago, and now you're here to die again?"
"What do you know? I just received news that Morpheus is attacking Dalaran. We are here to steal some things. Even if there is nothing good, the leftovers are still meat.
Qingfeng Lanhuai was really determined to take risks. The fact that he betrayed his teammates for money last time was finally exposed. The members of the Dragon's Sorrow were extremely furious. Two-thirds of their members were lost in just a few days. In order to restore a little reputation and morale, he planned this action.
In order to obtain the most spoils, he made up his mind to use the 100,000 yuan in bribes he had earned before to create a bronze-level hero character. Although the rank was a bit low and he was still a civilian blank hero, a hero was still a hero, even if he was only bronze-level, he could still trigger plot events.
The Dark Dragon's Nest is a guild-level dungeon after all, and you can definitely make some money from it in the story campaign mode. Even if you just steal some dragon eggs, rare materials, and building resources to sell, it will be enough to make a fortune.
It just so happened that everyone's attention was drawn to Dalaran at this moment, which was a perfect time for me to take action.
Qingfeng Lanhuai was quite pleased with his masterstroke and looked at the black baby dragons on the top of the mountain and didn't take them seriously at all.
On the top of Dragon Head Peak, several black baby dragons were nervously looking at the adventurers who were getting closer and closer.
"Varrick, what should we do? Should we go up?"
"Why are we going up there? Are we just a few of us going up there to die?"
"Why don't we just take the dragon egg and run away!"
"But how do we explain this to Lord Morpheus?"
A few young dragons discussed with each other and looked back. On the top of the mountain, there were about a hundred goblins, kobolds, and gnolls sparsely gathered. These monsters were attracted here recently because of Morpheus's notoriety, but compared with his heyday, they were indeed much worse.
Without Lord Morpheus in charge, many large wild monsters came and left again, leaving only some weak ones. With such a small number of monsters, if they were to go into battle with the more than a hundred adventurers below, they would probably be wiped out by long-range firepower before they could even get close.
Seeing that the adventurers had already started climbing the mountain, several black dragons panicked and flew into the air one after another, not daring to fight at all. The monsters that were left behind fell into chaos. Seeing this scene, the morale of the adventurers was greatly boosted.
Qing Feng Lan Huai (Ranger Master): "Haha, come on, brothers! Grab the money, grab the food, grab the women!"
However, this smug smile only lasted for a few seconds. In the sky, a huge shadow suddenly passed over everyone's heads. The adventurers looked up in surprise and saw an ancient black dragon over a hundred meters long and flames falling from the sky.
Qingfeng Lanhuai (Ranger Master): "Fuck! Run!" Qingfeng Lanhuai shouted and flew straight down the mountain.
However, the others did not react so quickly. The flames swept through the adventurers' formation, killing dozens of people in an instant.
The elementalists in the team wanted to use a flame protection barrier to resist the dragon's breath, but the power of the dragon fire was so strong that even the flame protection barrier could only last for a few seconds before dissipating. The remaining adventurers dared not stay. The configuration of the team this time was already very ordinary. There were many low-level players in their twenties and thirties who came to make up the numbers just to pick up some leftovers. When they saw the big BOSS was at home, they all ran down the mountain for their lives.
Looking at the players fleeing in panic, Morpheus laughed but did not chase after them.
Morpheus (ancient black dragon): "Little mortals, humble ants, run, run, spread the infamy of the shadow of death, and praise the legend of Morpheus, hahahahahahaha!" The dragon's roar resounded through the sky.
The monster servants all knelt down, and several black dragonflies chirped excitedly and landed around Morpheus.
Morpheus ignored his men. He looked at the adventurers who had fled far away and turned into tiny black dots. Then his gaze gradually moved upwards to the emerald jungle in the distance, at the end of the horizon, where the dawn sun was releasing its first ray of light.
Varrick (Black Dragon Raider): "Lord Morpheus, you are finally back. We heard that the Black Dragon Legion is attacking Dalaran. Does this mean the war is over?
The black dragon let out a deep laugh, his red eyes burning with the fire of ambition, "No, a new era has arrived, and our war has just begun!"
