Chapter 174: Death Battle with the Dragon
Low-level magic stones are very powerful when smelted, and they are cheap and affordable.

But as my strength increased, or rather, as the monsters I faced became stronger and stronger, low-level magic gradually began to become less effective.

The intelligence attribute can improve the strength of magic to a certain extent, but it is difficult to form a qualitative change.

In fact, low-level magic is stronger than mid- and high-level magic in terms of practicality and flexibility. However, the attack intensity that affects the lethality is there, so Mu Hua has to focus more on the mid-level magic stones.

Intermediate magic stones are quite expensive and have no special uses. The price is generally between 5 and 30 demon gold coins, and they often produce low-level skill stones.

But in order to use higher-level magic, the intermediate magic stone must be opened. Although the improper fireball technique is useful, Mu Hua's current flame is still unable to melt any magic metal.

Just like the dragon in front of him, let alone the explosive fire spell, even if he was given a meteor spell, he wouldn't need to charge with a hammer, he could still use the fire meteor to smash it into a mess.

But it doesn't matter if there is nothing. After repeatedly confirming that the dragon has indeed turned into a demented beast, Mu Hua now attacks the dragon with a hammer in hand.

This magic dragon is so rare that, not to mention the drops from its sacrifice, it would at least give you a ninth-level magic stone, and it might even give you magic crystals. The market price of a ninth-level magic stone is 2000 demon gold coins.

How could Mu Hua bear to let it go crazy alone in the courtyard?

Of course, Mu Hua became more powerful, but not too fierce.

He had long observed that the dragon was powerless to deal with the Terror Knight climbing onto its body.

To be honest, under the effect of the Blood of Rage, Mu Hua's power is now much higher than that of the Terror Knight.

With a 10% increase in secondary strength and a pure strength of over 500, and most importantly, he also has regeneration and the protection of the Terror Rider. He dares to try to confront the dragon's tail attack by swinging his hammer.

Okmillen: Level 577, Constitution 1320, Intelligence 1734, Spirit 2999, Magic Adaptability B.

I never thought about fighting with the big guys in the courtyard, but when I met the big guys in the abyss, I could usually judge whether I could provoke them based on their race and body shape.

Mu Hua never upgraded his identification skill until he really needed to pick up a sledgehammer to fight a dragon. Only then did he spend four Hundred Refinement Secret Stones on the identification skill and was able to barely see the dragon's attributes.

Between the dragon's claws and tail, dozens of headless knights fought with Okmillen on foot, and some of them were unlucky enough to be cut in half by the dragon's claws.

When Mu Hua tried to attack Okmillen, ten Terror Knights withdrew from the battle, summoned their war horses, and supported Mu Hua, acting as Mu Hua's guards.

As he ran forward with big strides, Vivian behind him vaguely saw a pair of big feet exposed under Mu Hua's robe.

A pair of big feet without shoes? Vivian was not sure whether it was because the hammer was too heavy that Mu Hua's shoes were crushed or what.

But seeing a necromancer wearing a robe and fighting a dragon barefoot still made Vivian look like she had seen a ghost.

"Bang~!" The two terrifying riders, along with their horses, were knocked over by the dragon's tail that swept over.

"Boom!" With a dull collision sound, the dragon's tail, which was blocked by two terror riders, collided heavily with Mu Hua's war hammer.

The tremendous force almost made Mu Hua stagger. The blood in his body boiled like a pump, but the numbness and pain in his arms made Mu Hua look happy.

As long as you can handle it, there's no problem.

The cavalry guarded Mu Hua on both sides. After the dragon's tail passed, the dragon's head reflexively moved towards Mu Hua.

At the right leg of the magic dragon, several terrifying riders burst out with strong energy and struck with thunder. The earth trembled. The magic dragon's right leg, which was like a strong city, was attacked and its body could not help but tilt slightly.

"Bang~!" The war hammer hit Okmillen's face, or rather, Mu Hua took the opportunity to speed up, and as his body rushed forward, the war hammer hit Okmillen's exposed fangs hard.

The dragon's fang was as huge as a giant sword. Mu Hua used all his strength to smash the dragon's fang, but he failed to break it.

However, as the dragon was tilted in its tilted position, the hammer also knocked the dragon's head off.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The dragon staggered, and its heavy footsteps trampled out footprints on the ground.

"Monster!" Vivian muttered in a daze in the distance.

What did she see?
She saw a necromancer slap the dragon with a sledgehammer.

The most important thing is that the dragon was pushed back several steps.

Although the magic dragon is not known for its strength, it is still compared with the evil dragon. After all, this is a top-level dragon beast. Wei Wei An seriously suspected that Mu Hua had chosen the wrong profession. "Ang~!" The magic dragon roared. As an undead, the magic dragon itself actually has no anger. The roar at this time is a habit, and it is also a precursor to accumulating strength.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The huge dragon's feet trampled and kicked, trying to crush to death the 'rat' that was running around under its body.

The Terror Knights near Okmillen's hind legs were thrown to the ground, and two of them were pierced through the dragon's feet by the dragon's guillotine-like claws.

After continuous trampling and crushing, and a brief period of chaos, the two terror riders disappeared in a beam of light.

"Whoosh~!" The magic dragon leaped up. The magic dragon that had lost the ability to fly leaped high, with its bony wings supporting it like a demon.

The seemingly clumsy dragon body jumped like a fox, leaping to a height of dozens of meters, and fell like a boar. Okmilun was like a meteorite that descended to the earth, smashing heavily into the battlefield.

Facing the falling dragon, dozens of terrifying knights stood still and gathered their strength. They were ready to fight to the death.

Mu Hua was less than fifty meters away from the magic dragon, but in the dragon's frenzied attack, these fifty meters seemed like a natural moat, making it difficult for Mu Hua to advance.

"The fortress collapsed!" Faced with the falling dragon, dozens of terrorist riders did not dodge, let go of their defenses, and smashed the dragon hard with their heavy weapons.

"Boom!" The intense force collision caused an air wave like a shock wave. No, it should be an air wave like a shock wave.

The dragon's body cracked, and the withered flesh splattered everywhere. The dry flesh splashed like flying knives, breaking the undead bone shield on Mu Hua's body and cutting holes in Mu Hua's robe.

Tsk, this rune robe that Mu Hua likes is useless.

"Ang~!" The dragon's attack was interrupted by the impact of the fortress's collapse with an unwilling roar. The dragon's body was unstable and it fell to the ground like a huge rock sliding down the hillside.

The Terror Rider's warhorse sped up, and Mu Hua's pace became even faster, quickly approaching the dragon.

But the evil dragon waved its claws like a beast, and when it stood up, one of its claws swept towards Mu Hua.

The attacks of Warcraft, especially those that have lost their minds, are often unpredictable.

At the level of the magic dragon, any struggle or resistance could turn into a fatal attack.

The dragon claw swept away several terror riders again, and the sickle-like claws swept towards Mu Hua. Even though several terror riders resisted with their bodies, the front end of the claws still swept across Mu Hua's body.

"Puff~!" The robe was torn into pieces, and along with the broken pieces of cloth, a beam of blood burst out from Mu Hua's body.

"Mu Hua!" Vivian screamed and wailed, only to see a hideous wound covering the entire back appear on Mu Hua's back.

However, the next moment, Vivian was a little surprised again. He... When did he take off all his clothes?
"Fuck!" Mu Hua screamed in pain and cursed. His steps slowed down slightly and the curse on the dragon claws was swallowed up by Tuesday in the first time. Mu Hua put on another undead bone shield for himself.

At this time, Mu Hua was not wearing any clothes to cover his body, his butt was bare, with only the magic patterns and the blood on his back as a strange color.

Well, Mu Hua had already exploded after throwing nine Bone Souls in one breath.

He originally had a robe covering his body, so now he was completely innocent. While he was running, the little brother did not forget to shake his robe to cheer him on.

Fear turned into astonishment, and Vivian stared blankly at Mu Hua who continued to charge towards the dragon.

Although he was staggering a little and his butt was naked, the purple magic patterns all over his body and the bloody wounds on his back seemed to be a silent mockery of the dragon claw.

Dragon claws, dragon claws have the ability to tear and cut, and they are the best material for forging divine weapons and holy swords.

The dragon's sharp claws, should they be cursed?
Vivian couldn't recognize the Minotaur's magic pattern, but she had already discovered that Mu Hua's extremely strong body actually had the ability to heal itself. Was that magic pattern on keratinized skin? This guy was definitely more like a monster than a human.

"What kind of monster have I met?" Vivian muttered in a daze, looking at Mu Hua in surprise.

Perhaps the surprise that Mu Hua brought to her exceeded her fear of the dragon, Vivian even subconsciously took a few more glances at Mu Hua's swaying little brother.

Well, it's soft and has a rhythmic feel when it's swung. Very good, swinging this thing outside can at least prove that Mu Hua is not a humanoid demon.

After all, the devil's thing seems to be able to shrink.

Vivian's mind was a little confused, and she herself had no idea what was going on in her little head. . .

(End of this chapter)