YM778.TV Chapter 315: Attracting Hatred
The Imperial Dragon Demon Lord stood up from the Bronze Throne, and a pressure emanated from him. Everyone could not help but take a few steps back, their faces changing drastically.
“Is this the power of a Level 15 lord? How is that possible!” Surprise appeared in Qian Xiaohao’s eyes. He had only felt such a terrifying aura from those characters above Level 30.
As the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord stood up, he raised his hand. A dragon chant echoed throughout the Underground Palace, and from behind the Bronze Throne, a colossal Bone Dragon over ten meters long slowly revealed its head.
The Bone Dragon’s entire body was devoid of flesh, leaving only stark white bones. Two clusters of green flames burned ferociously in its eye sockets. Gray auras surrounded the Bone Dragon, giving people a dangerous feeling just by seeing them.
Qian Xiaohao’s face changed, and he shouted softly, “Retreat!”
Instantly, he and the Follower retreated rapidly, heading towards the entrance of the cave.
Adult members of the Dragon Clan were at least Level 60. Even if they turned into Bone Dragons after death, their levels would not be lower than 55. Even if everyone present joined forces, they would be no match for this Bone Dragon, let alone a Level 15 lord-class BOSS.
“How could a Bone Dragon appear here!” Qian Xiaohao’s expression darkened with terror. He even ignored his subordinates and only led his Follower, rushing towards the entrance of the cave.
While running, the Follower unintentionally glanced back, and suddenly froze. “Young Master, that’s not a real Bone Dragon…” The Follower grabbed Qian Xiaohao and whispered.
Qian Xiaohao turned to look and saw what the Follower meant. The Bone Dragon that had been summoned by the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord was not real. It was translucent like an illusion. Its second half seemed to be embedded in the wall behind the Bronze Throne, revealing only the front half of its body. “Fifteen, Level 15? And an ordinary-quality monster? This, this…” After closely inspecting the Bone Dragon, Qian Xiaohao didn’t know what to say.
Everything before him made Qian Xiaohao feel as if he had lost control. Why did this Imperial Dragon Demon Palace seem so different from any other he had entered?
Rumble!
At this moment, the entrance of the Imperial Dragon Demon Palace suddenly began to shake, and stones rolled down, sealing the bronze gate shut. A hideous smile appeared on the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord’s face, as he roared softly, “All of you shall die!”
Speaking, the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord grasped at his right hand, and a huge demonic blade over two-meters long appeared in his palm. He fiercely slashed forward, sending a black blade aura at the crowd.
A NPC with a shield in hand shouted and stepped forward, grasping the shield tightly and smashing it into the ground.
“Shield Wall!” As the command was uttered, the shield’s surface emitted a dense layer of white light, forming a huge wall made up of shields to block the path.
Boom!
The black blade aura shattered the white light’s shield wall and viciously struck the shield.
The NPC shouted, his forehead veins bulging, refusing to budge and firmly resisting the shield.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the NPC was pushed back by the blade aura, dragging him more than two meters away, as a damage number of more than 300 floated above his head.
“We can block it!” Surprise appeared on the face of the Shield Warrior NPC. Whoosh!
A white light flew down from above and immediately boosted his Vitality Points by more than 200.
“We can win! Everyone, let’s fight together! This is a Level 15 lord-class BOSS, defeating it will surely grant us silver, maybe even gold-quality equipment!” The Shield Warrior rallied the crowd, and almost all NPCs cheered in response.
Qian Xiaohao’s face became incredibly ugly. What the Shield Warrior did was what he should have been doing in the first place. But because he knew about the Bone Dragon, he panicked and wanted to escape the moment he saw it.
His cowardice was apparent to everyone. Even if he rallied the crowd now, no one would respond except the people he brought with him.
“Young Master, what should we do?” The only remaining Follower asked softly. “Fight, we have to kill it! Only then can we obtain the Bronze Throne!” Qian Xiaohao gritted his teeth.
“Understood, Young Master!” The Follower pulled a rifle from his bag and held it. The rifle was even longer than a regular sniper rifle and possessed a technological appearance beyond its era. Energy lights on both sides of the gun flickered continuously, seemingly always in a charging state.
This Gauss sniper rifle, powered by electromagnetic acceleration rails, fired metal bullets with incredible speed. They were virtually undeterred within a kilometer, with almost no recoil, and its power far exceeded regular sniper rifles.
It was a weapon that every sniper-class player dreamt about.
“Be careful not to attract too much aggro!” Qian Xiaohao cautioned before flicking his right hand down. The ring on his index finger burst into a sky-blue light, and a lightsaber appeared in his palm.
It resembled the lightsabers used by Jedi warriors in the real world’s “Star Wars” films. The weapon’s performance was also analogous, being almost indestructible and extremely sharp. The blade dazzled in a light show, making it highly visually appealing.
In the game, as long as a warrior could withstand the BOSS’S attacks, the demise of the BOSS was already deemed inevitable. Seeing that the Shield Warrior NPC could withstand the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord’s assault, all NPCs’ confidence surged.
After all, everyone present possessed at least the strength of a Level 15 elite BOSS. Surely all these people combined could kill a single Level 15 lord, right? Moreover, with hundreds of players continuously attacking from behind, the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord’s Vitality Points visibly plummeted.
When the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord’s Vitality Points had dropped by a fifth, it roared loudly. A strong energy wave erupted from its body, repulsing everyone who had been besieging it.
Afterward, the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord strode back towards the Bronze Throne and slowly sat down. Astonishingly, its Vitality Points began to recover slowly, and in a short time, regained more than 100 points.
Everyone’s faces changed dramatically as they hurriedly charged towards it. As soon as someone came within five meters of the Bronze Throne, the enormous Bone Dragon Illusion suddenly emitted a dragon’s roar and spat out a gray Dragon Breath at them.
Instantly, almost every melee class was engulfed by the gray Dragon Breath, causing their attributes to plummet by 30%. In addition, there was also a continuous damage effect applied to them.
Panicking, the melee group retreated quickly. At this moment, the Imperial Dragon Demon Lord revealed a cruel grin, stood up from the Bronze Throne, leaped, and pounced on the crowd.