Chapter 173 The Crazy Dragon
The undead are more like a created life form. They are more like artificially created rather than a naturally generated race.

Except for liches and necromancers who are not easy to define using conventional definitions.

The Headless Horseman is actually only one level lower than the Dragon. They both belong to the group of undead at the top of the pyramid.

But under normal circumstances, the Headless Horseman cannot evolve into a magic dragon solely through his own growth, and the magic dragon has the roots of an evil dragon. Without a relatively complete dragon corpse, the Headless Horseman is actually the final product in the evolutionary genealogy of the skeleton undead.

Sharp swords and razor blades were of no use against the huge dragon, so all the terror riders switched to weapons such as giant swords and battle axes.

But Mu Hua gradually discovered that the weapons of the Terror Riders were almost unable to break the dragon's hard skin.

The weapon of the Terror Knight comes from the soul-specific weapon. When facing the dragon, as long as you don't hit its claws head-on, the 500+ strength will not break the weapon, but the edge of the blade will be worn out at the moment of contact, which seems a bit unsightly.

"It seems like it really hasn't even released its dragon breath." Looking at the heart-pounding battle scene in the distance, Vivian muttered while pulling Mu Hua's robe.

The superior dragon clan, although not recognized by the dragon clan, the magic dragon undoubtedly possesses all the characteristics of the superior dragon clan.

In addition to their exceptionally strong bodies, wide-area magic and dragon breath that comes out of their mouths are their usual means of attack.

The dragon's breath is usually an extremely strong elemental breath, and the poison mixed with germs and curses spit out by the magic dragon is even worse than the natural elements.

A dragon that doesn't cast spells and doesn't breathe, Vivian also felt something strange in her eyes, but as the terrifying knights were thrown away from time to time, Vivian also discovered the problem.

"Unable to break the defense, do you have a better weapon? Can you deliver a fatal blow?" Vivian asked nervously.

Mu Hua shook his head. The attributes of the Terror Knights were not outstanding among the high-level monsters. What frightened all things the most was their dead-point attacks that could be fatal in one blow.

The magic dragon also has a dead point, but its dead point is deeply embedded in its body. Even if it does not change freely, the Terror Knight does not have a weapon that can destroy its body structure, so it is difficult to carry out an effective attack.

"Do you know how to use the Soul of Bones? You can try, but the soul of the dragon is very tough, so I'm afraid it won't have much effect."

"As for the death ray... you'd better leave. Even without the death fog, your magic will hardly hurt the dragon's body." Vivian looked around and advised Mu Hua.

Magic dragons are usually covered in death fog, which not only helps them fly, but also serves as a means of defense.

Without the death fog, the dragon's defense and resistance would inevitably be greatly weakened, but with the magic that Mu Hua currently possesses, even the improper fireball technique does not have the attack strength to harm the dragon's body.

The dragon's dried flesh and blood contains violent death energy. Not only that, its regenerative ability is also very puzzling.

Especially in this courtyard of the undead, with its rich aura of death and highly-trained death breath, apart from fatal blows, perhaps only soul attacks are most likely to hurt the dragon.

"You go first!" Mu Hua said as he dispersed the remaining Terror Knights. In a blink of an eye he summoned again, and sixty Terror Knights charged towards the seemingly stunned Demon Dragon.

"Are you crazy!?" Vivian screamed.

It's fine to let the Terror Knight attract the dragon's attention, but if you summon it again, what if the dragon targets the two of them?
Vivian seriously questioned Mu Hua's tactical arrangements.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom~" In the blink of an eye, the magic dragon advanced hundreds of meters like a wandering spirit. Its seemingly heavy body was actually swift and flexible beyond imagination.

Under Vivian's horrified gaze, the magic dragon met the terror knight again. Instead of continuing to advance as expected, the magic dragon fought with the terror knight again.

The successive "Fortress Collapse" made the dragon stagger continuously, and the Terror Knights who were swept away by the dragon were also shot around like cannonballs.

In the dead environment of the Boneyard, the Terrorrider's ability to repair itself is no worse than that of the Demon Dragon. The two indestructible and hard-to-crush monsters once again caused the earth to tremble.

Vivian was horrified, but Mu Hua had long been accustomed to the monsters in the abyss, and his skills in "blocking monsters" were superb when dealing with this kind of psychopath.

But this is not a 'small' island of the abyss. No matter how far the dragon moves or how strong the impact is, there is no danger of falling into the abyss.

"Bone spear!" Mu Hua shouted the order and raised the Soul-Eating Staff in his hand.

"Ang~!" In the blink of an eye, the terrifying riders who besieged the magic dragon shot out dozens of bone spears. Although they failed to penetrate the dragon's body, each bone spear pierced the magic dragon, causing it to roar angrily.

The undead often roar, not because they are really angry, but because they are used to showing anger. Whether they are angry or laughing, the undead always show some weird behaviors, perhaps this is also a way for them to express their expectations of emotions.

Although it has the appearance of a spear, the attack nature of the bone spear is a soul attack. However, it is not as powerful as the soul of bones, and it will be affected by physical interference. In other words, even if it is not a magic defense, real objects can block them.

Moreover, the dragon's soul was too strong, and the bone spears that summoned the Terror Rider pierced its body without causing any damage to it.

The evil dragon roared, and waves of blood and energy like flames rushed out of its body.

Mu Hua stood in front of Vivian and blocked the attack for her. Mu Hua had seen this thing on the Minotaur before. When the abyss monster was attacked by the soul, its body would instinctively burst into blood.

Similar to the situation with the Minotaur, the blood of this dragon may be stronger than that of the Minotaur.

But with Mu Hua's current physical condition, it was no longer so easy to use this kind of blood and energy burst to push him back and injure him. The Terror Knight's bone spears continued to shoot out, and Mu Hua also raised his staff high, releasing the charged bone souls one after another in one breath.

The originally ferocious bone spear pierced the dragon's body like a toothpick, including the white bone soul that stuck to the dragon's body and bit it. The hedgehog-like dragon let out a deafening roar again.

Along with the roar and the impact of the air waves, all the soul magic once again dissipated into nothingness.

The magic power of the Terror Rider was exhausted, and Mu Hua's Bone Soul was no longer charged. As for his bone spear, it was not as strong as the Terror Rider's.

Facing the still lively dragon, Mu Hua felt powerless.

This thing can't be used...

"Gouzi, go and try it, but be careful!" Mu Hua said to Zhou Yi.

"...Master, how about we retreat?" Monday tucked his tail between his legs.

Monday was indeed prepared to fight to the death with this evil dragon, but that was when Mu Hua couldn't escape. He would die anyway, and the ferocious nature of the hellhound made it choose to fight to the death in this situation.

But now, don’t die, I don’t want to try it on Monday...

"Stop talking nonsense, bite, the Terror Rider will cover you, choose one between the tail and the hind legs and try to bite it." Mu Hua shouted.

"Woo~~~~~Roar~~!" The master gave a death order, and the hellhound roared like a desperate bastard.

Under the cover of nearly twenty Terror Knights, Monday rushed to the feet of the dragon, grabbed the base of the dragon's tail and started biting it.

"Puff~!" The LV30 bite tore off a piece of the dragon's flesh.

"Roar!" Monday roared again, but this time his roar was filled with excitement and brutality.

Monday is not a Husky after all. After discovering that he could bite the dragon, Monday's heart was instantly filled with bloodthirstiness.

Monday cleverly jumped onto the dragon's back and clung to the base of the dragon's tail with his sharp claws.

Bite! Bite! Monday continued to tear pieces of flesh from the dragon.

But after a brief excitement, Monday tucked his tail between his legs again.

Damn, the dragon is so big, the flesh it bites off is not as fast as the flesh it regenerates.

If it were another race, the attack would still have some effect, at least it would hurt a little.

But Undead Dragon, ask yourself if it hurts?

"Fuck! I must learn Holy Punishment in the future!" Mu Hua cursed in a low voice. Zhou Yi had already seized the opportunity to escape back.

"Are you going or not?" Vivian asked weakly.

She was not so afraid of the dragon now. She just had to be careful not to be hit by the Terror Knight that was blown away like a cannonball. She found that the dragon seemed to be really crazy.

"Are there any magic scrolls that can bless people with power?" Mu Hua asked Vivian.

Vivian was stunned and took out a magic scroll for secondary power enhancement.

"..." He looked speechlessly at the scroll that Vivian took out.

People usually give Constructed Undead a set of buff magic, but a Necromancer who majors in Constructed Undead carries a secondary power buff?

"Girl, I find that we are really compatible." Mu Hua ignored Vivian's magic scroll as if complaining, and raised his hand to give himself a secondary strength gain.

This girl is also good at saving money. She can perform this basic magic by herself without any scrolls.

"Bang!" The war hammer fell to the ground, destroying the bone dragon, and Mu Hua picked up the war hammer.

"Wait! What are you doing!?" Vivian exclaimed, not paying attention to Mu Hua's complaints and looking at Mu Hua's actions.

The magic patterns on his face flashed with magical halos, he was wearing a robe and carrying a three-meter-long war hammer. Vivian saw a weird-looking necromancer rushing towards the direction of the dragon.

"What? Kill it!"

As Mu Hua shouted, Vivian suddenly realized that joining the so-called Dandelion Adventure Group might be the most wrong decision she had ever made in her life.

(End of this chapter)