Volume 2: The Road to Dragon Feast Chapter 111: The Disappointing Ingredients
Facing these young black dragons, Murphy's mentality became much more relaxed.
He randomly ordered a black dragon.
"You, what is your ability?"
"Lord Neltharion, my major is Shadowflame."
"Shadow Flame? Why not Dragon Flame? You youngsters nowadays are all ignorant and keep adding some random abilities to Dragon Breath. I tell you, this is not the right way. Flame must be pure, only then will it be powerful..."
"Lord Neltharion, there is nothing we can do about this. Nowadays, more and more mortal mages are beginning to learn fire protection barriers and fire resistance magic. Pure dragon fire can be easily restrained, so..."
"Humph, you are just making excuses for yourself. If you train hard enough, even the fire protection barrier will not be able to withstand your dragon fire. Young dragons nowadays only think about taking shortcuts... I don't want to talk to you."
In terms of damage alone, the damage of Flame Dragon's Breath is much higher than that of Shadow Flame Dragon's Breath. The only problem is that Flame Dragon's Breath is easily restrained by protective magic. However, he also has physical skills, so Murphy doesn't really want Shadow Flame Dragon's Breath.
The young black dragon dared not speak out and could only shut up.
"What about you? What's your major?"
"Lord Neltharion, my major is Dragon Language Magic. I can..."
"Alright, alright, no need to say more. The young dragons nowadays are only doing some nonsense. Magic is useless. A good body is king. They are only doing some nonsense. Magic is something that those nerdy blue dragons did. It is enough for us black dragons to learn how to transform into human form.
In a real fight, magic is useless, and strength is still needed."
"Lord Neltharion, the blue dragon uses arcane magic, which is different from dragon language magic..."
"Well, are you questioning me?"
"Of course not. Of course not."
"Humph, that's more like it - you, what did you learn?"
"Lord Neltharion, I majored in dragon martial arts. Look at my muscles. Not bad, right?"
The black dragon was indeed much stronger than the other black dragons. It raised its dragon claws and made a clenched claw motion. The muscles on its arms bulged and were clearly visible through the dragon scales. It looked like a muscular dragon. With this claw, it must have had dozens of tons of force. Unfortunately, the last thing Murphy lacked was physical skills.
"Humph, you have strong limbs but a simple mind, and you still have the nerve to show off. Go back."
The muscular dragon retreated back to the team with a look of grievance on his face.
Murphy called out another young black dragon.
"What are you practicing?"
"My major is the power of command."
"You've only learned useless things. The Dragon Generals will naturally take care of commanding your subordinates. We, the Black Dragon Clan, pursue individual strength. You know strength? Pava, without Pava, no one will fear you. With Pava, you have everything. Sigh, you disappoint me so much. Your generation is the worst I've ever led."
After some persuasion, he successfully made the young black dragon begin to doubt the existence of a dragon.
Next.
"You, what's your major?"
"Lord Neltharion, my major is Dragon Shout."
"Dragon roar? You mean the roar of fear?"
"Of course not. Adventurers nowadays have become smarter. There are always a few spellcasters who can dispel fear in the team, and there are also various equipment that can make people immune to fear. The Roar of Fear is no longer very effective. My Dragon Roar is a bombardment. It can directly send out sonic attacks and cause impact damage. You see -
The black dragon walked between a group of trees—roar!
The shock wave spread in all directions, instantly knocking down the surrounding trees.
"If you focus the dragon roar in one direction, you can also knock away the enemies in front of you, increasing the range and power. However, you need to use it in combination with some special words in the dragon language. Sir, look - Master Fusiluo!"
Boom! A sound wave blasted out in the front, and the trees in a straight line were blown to the ground, as if a monster passed through and blasted out a passage.
Damn, this move is creative. It's amazing to be able to practice Dragon Roar to this level. Murphy was a little tempted. How about giving up the flame and playing with the whole Dragon Roar? I don't know if I can eat it.
Wait a minute, this guy is so good at making trouble, could he be a player?
Murphy glanced at the black dragon's name—Alduin?
Damn, he is really a player. If he is a player, it is not easy to attack him.
"Whose subordinate are you?"
"I used to work . I admired him very much. When he was broadcasting live... ahem, I mean he was so domineering when he was fighting. I have admired him for a long time."
Hey, he’s actually my little fanboy… I’d better not do anything about it.
"Well, you did a good job. Your research on dragon roar is very creative. What our black dragon clan needs most is young dragons like you who have ideals and creativity."
After thinking about it, it was a rare opportunity to meet such a fanboy, so Murphy waved his dragon claw at the young dragon.
The secondary dragon clan was promoted - a black light flashed on the young dragon's body, and it was directly promoted to a higher level. This time, Murphy used a small promotion and only promoted a small level.
Anyway, it would be a waste if not used. I'm afraid I won't have many opportunities to use this skill of Dragon Clan Promotion in the future, so it would be nice to get some benefits when I have the chance.
Alduin was overjoyed. This was a good thing he had picked up for free. Now he had one more BOSS skill.
"Thank you, Lord Neltharion!"
Murphy looked at the last young black dragon again.
This time, the young black dragon took the initiative to introduce himself without him having to speak.
"Lord Neltharion, my major is Dragon Breath Fire."
Mo Fei thought that finally there was someone who walked the right path.
"Spray one on me and see."
"Yes, sir!" The young black dragon looked quite excited. With the previous experience of Alduin, he was looking forward to gaining the appreciation of Lord Neltharion.
He took a deep breath and exhaled with all his strength. A stream of red, scorching dragon fire gushed out, and the trees were instantly reduced to ashes wherever it passed. He turned the dragon head while exhaling, and the flames rolled across the forest in front of him. The young black dragon exhaled for seven or eight seconds before stopping.
The flames created a fan-shaped charred area in the forest.
Murphy was amazed, this guy's dragon fire training was pretty good. He majored in dragon fire in his previous account and was considered an expert in this area. He knew the effects of dragon breath and its true power very well.
The dragon breath of an average young dragon can at most burn trees into charcoal. After burning, there will most likely be burning trees left, which looks lively, but is actually a reflection of the lack of power of the flame.
When the young dragon breathed out its dragon's fire, the trees were directly burned to ashes, without even a flame left, which showed that the damage was too great, so that all the burnable materials were burned up in an instant.
This guy's dragon breath is definitely supported by a special talent. Not only does it have high damage, but it also seems to have a spell penetration effect. In this way, even if the enemy has fire resistance, it can probably cause considerable damage.
It's you.
He looked at the portrait above the black dragon's head.
Arandal (Black Dragon Flame Weaver), a third-tier skeleton boss, level 48, with 44,500 HP.
"You guys should leave. You stay. I have something to say to you."
After the other dragons left with envious eyes, Murphy looked down at the little black dragon in front of him.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Your name is Alandar, right?"
Alandar (Black Dragon Flameweaver): "Yes, Lord Neltharion."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "I want you to go to Alterac in three days, and at midnight, go to the ruins of Prestor Castle to find something, a legendary sword. Remember, this thing is very important. It is related to the future of my black dragon family. You must find it.
After the matter is accomplished, I will personally promote you to a higher rank - a major promotion, and will also entrust you with important tasks. But please note that this matter must not be known to any dragon. When you act, you must go alone and keep it secret. Do you understand?"
Alandar (Black Dragon Flameweaver): "Yes, Lord Neltharion, I understand."
"This mission is very dangerous. If you don't want to go, you can just tell me and I will consider sending other dragons."
"I am determined. Don't worry, Lord Neltharion. I will not let you down."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "By the way, tell me what skills you have. Let me see if you are qualified enough to complete this mission. This mission may be dangerous. If you are not strong enough, it is better not to die."
Arandal hurriedly tried to show off, "Lord Neltharion, I am not afraid of danger. In addition to practicing the flame dragon breath, I have also mastered the basic combat skills of the dragon race. My dragon language magic is not very good, but due to some special reasons, I have mastered the ability to summon fire elements."
"Hmm? Summon a fire element?"
"Yes, in order to increase the power of my dragon breath, I once went to the volcano in the Red Flame Mountains to practice. I accidentally swallowed the elemental crystal core of a fire element elder. As a result, the power of my dragon breath was increased, and I gained the ability to summon fire elements."
How could such a thing exist? It's a bit magical.
"Then recruit one for me to see."
Arandel (Black Dragon Flame Weaver): "Spirit of fire from the elemental plane, I summon you in the name of Arandel. Come to this world!"
A ball of flame appeared out of nowhere, like a floating fireball. The fireball gradually expanded, grew limbs made of flames, and finally turned into a large fire element more than three meters tall.
Fire Elemental, level 38, elite, health 8500.
Murphy thought to himself that no wonder this guy's dragon breath was so powerful. This was a bit tricky. The fire element caused very high damage. The most disgusting thing was that it would usually self-destruct when it died, which was very powerful. It seemed that he had to go back and find a wizard who could cast banishment, or get two Zhang-level dispel scrolls.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Well, not bad, not bad. I am very satisfied with your strength. I will leave this task to you. Remember, you must not bring anyone with you."
Alandel was extremely excited when he heard this.
"Ah, great Lord Neltharion, I will definitely not let you down."
