Stop, I'm about to become a boss!

Chapter 60
Chapter 60 Sure enough
Majestic giant creatures and countless small and strange species confront each other in the cave.

The bone dragon is extremely high-level and has a hideous appearance. The summoned creatures are as weak as ants, but they are not afraid of death.

From this point of view, it looked like the players formed a group to attack the boss.

Of course, compared to cunning and flexible players, summoned creatures are dull and weak, and they can't find any advantages except that they are not afraid of death, but this advantage is like a matchmaker praising you for being honest during a blind date.

I said it, but I didn't seem to say it.

A trace of human mockery and resentment flashed in the blood-colored pupils of the bone dragon.

It raised its scarred gray paws and slapped the ground heavily.

The large mountain lime is mixed with magic fluctuations enough to be called destruction, and those poor summons can't even get close to ten meters around it, just like the back row soldiers who died of inexplicable AOE when the team opened in the middle.

If in the novel, the villain destroys the opponent's skills without any pressure, he will inevitably release some meaningless talk to delay the opponent's time, and stay in place obediently waiting for his ultimate move to appear.

But it's a pity that the bone dragon can't speak. Its only purpose of waking up is to send these two guys who disturbed his peaceful death one step ahead.

It raised its head, and the weird runes outlined on its body without flesh and fur lit up at the same time, and the square space was slightly distorted under the influence of its magic power fluctuations.

And just when it was about to charge, the huge formation carved on the wall began to shine because of its activity, forcing it to the ground.

It was also at this time that the slightly matte knight sword refracted under the rune quietly cut through the fog, broke through the space with a bit of coldness and sternness, and pointed straight at the pair of blood-colored eyes.

Real damage is the most real damage. If it is really stabbed by the sword of Iris, the bone dragon will definitely become a one-eyed dragon.

"Chong-"

The sword edge stopped at a distance of about three to five meters from the bone dragon's eyes, and collided with the claws that were several times larger than her, making the sound of gold and iron clashing and dazzling sparks.

"Damn."

Iris cursed secretly. Without flying skills, she was blocked in the air and lost the momentum to move forward. At the same time, she had no choice but to watch the distance between herself and the ground increase. getting closer.

If it falls like this, several bags will grow on the head.
Iris couldn't help laughing at the idea that popped up subconsciously in her mind, but unfortunately, she didn't have the chance to verify this conjecture.

The flying creature transformed into a spirit body flew at low altitude, dragged the girl's falling body slightly when she was about to land, and collapsed instantly, but it was this short lifting time that allowed the large and small undead below to gather and integrate, forming a simple cushion.

Iris crushed the undead one after another like poking a balloon, and when they finally landed on the ground, the pain was not as painful as Linton hitting her head.

"Why are you standing there, run away."

The call from not far away forced the puppet lady to stop her meaningless thinking, and after getting up without any image, she ran wildly.

Fortunately, Miss Knight's track and field events are good enough, otherwise she would have been designated to be buried in the pit that the bone dragon spewed out like the rest of the undead.

Wiping the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, Iris looked at Linton: "Hey, can we really kill this thing?"

Up to now, they have never even touched the bone dragon's fingernails, but if someone touches their paws, they will lose half their lives.

"If you use the normal method, it should be impossible." Linton answered Iris distractedly while manipulating the undead.

"You mean using an abnormal method?" Iris asked, "What abnormal method?"

Linton did not answer.

After he pondered for a moment, the book in his hand shimmered again, and a large number of dead spirits broke out of the ground again.

"These little guys are useless at all, aren't they? Even if you hold that dragon in place, they won't be able to bite its bones, right?"

"Indeed." Linton smiled and said, "Not only that, because its intelligence is higher than mine, the judgment of [Final Eulogy] failed."

"However, the task they undertake is not the defense of the bone breaking dragon."

He beckoned, letting one of the Necromancer Legion leave the team and rush towards the bone dragon alone.

Of course, there is no doubt that the undead disappeared under the tone of the bone dragon within a few steps.

But Linton didn't stop moving, but let countless undead rush to the bone dragon from all directions, and they all acted alone.

"boom--"

Looking at the huge pits one after another on the surface, Iris didn't understand what Linton's intention was.

"you"

Just when she was about to ask a question, Linton suddenly spoke up.

"Iris, next you go back and forth alone, don't try to attack it, focus all your attention on hiding skills."

Miss Knight didn't know why, but she still complied.

As a puppet more powerful than the summoned object, Iris easily surpassed the furthest distance the undead charged, but in the next second, a shadow fell from the sky and enveloped it.

Fortunately, the order she received was not to confront him. As soon as the bone dragon raised its claws, she ran away with all her strength and successfully retreated under the cover of the undead controlled by Linton.

But before she could catch her breath, Linton spoke again.

"Go again, but this time, you take it with you."

Iris looked at the little rabbit that suddenly came out in front of her, and didn't know whether to complain about the rabbit digging holes first, or to say that Linton tortured herself.

It's a pity that she is just a weak, pitiful and helpless puppet, unable to resist the master's order, so she can only run bitterly, grabbing the rabbit's neck and running again.

As she crossed the huge pit where the undead were buried, there was another wave of magic in the sky.

Although he switched from claws to breath, the result didn't seem to be much different. At most, the pit on the ground was a little shallower, and it was just a little backward from the last time he approached the bone dragon.

Putting down the half-dead rabbit, Iris looked at Linton.

"Do you want to do it again?"

"No need." Linton rubbed the "Death Document" and said, "Iris, I seem to understand something."

Iris seemed to be used to his appearance, and simply said: "Just tell me the result."

"Okay, okay." Linton smiled and said, "After several sets of comparative experiments, I found that this bone dragon seems to have a strange emotion towards the undead, which is a bit like disgust, but more like a clean freak. Disgusting like dirty things."

"When it faces you, it is willing to make a move, but for the undead, it is not even willing to let it get closer to its own radius."

Feeling the vague familiarity of the bone dragon, he flipped his palm, took out the [Replacement] obtained from Wendell's magic workshop, and then superimposed it with the "Death Document".

When the book came into contact with the spell scroll, a dummy text suddenly appeared in front of Linton's eyes.

He squinted slightly.

"Sure enough."

　Thank you "We will meet again" for the reward of 1500 starting coins, thank you very much! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)