Abyssal Dragon

Chapter 77 077. Reducing Damage
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[Dragonscale Armor (658/500) (upgradeable)]

"Fortunately, it can continue to accumulate. If it is like a feast, you will die."

Dirsas looked at the data on the panel and muttered in his heart.

The dragon scale armor talent is just like the name, which is to improve the armor of Dirsas's body and reduce damage - including magic damage of magic and non-magic blunt attack, sword stabbing and other damage.

Probably similar to the memory of Dirsas's previous life, the dual resistance in the game is a concept.

The body of a dragon has multiple layers of skin. Even if it is not a dragon with feasting talent like Dirsas, it will have strong muscles, especially a red dragon like Victoria.

And layers of dragon scales are stacked on the surface of the skin to provide strong protection for the dragon, just like wearing a set of armor by nature.

At the same time, this armor will continue to strengthen as the dragon grows older, and it will also gain a special protective ability when it is young, reducing the damage it receives from spells by 5.00%.

This special protective ability of the ancient dragon can reduce spell damage by 20.00% - including restraint due to physical factors, such as red dragons are vulnerable to frost damage.

And Dirsas's dragon scale armor has this special protective ability.

However, Dirsas's current dragon scale armor is only level zero, so the damage reduction is zero percent.

"I would like to see how much this improvement is, upgrade!"

At this time, the battlefield had calmed down, and Dirsas's servants were all around him, so he gave instructions in his heart, and at the same time, he was ready to face the pain of tearing his body.

However, the imagined pain didn't happen. He just felt a violent vibration in his back. Dirsas turned his head and saw that the surface of the skin hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a thick stratum corneum.

Only then did Dirsas feel his skin hurt and itchy, as if something was about to come out of it.

"It's a dragon scale."

Dirsas endured the pain and looked at his shoulder, only to see dragon scales springing out from the horny layer like mushrooms, piled up layer by layer, and tightly bound to the skin.

Suddenly, Dirsas felt the flesh and blood of his limbs tense, as if being strangled by something.

Then the body, neck, and even the tail and wings felt strangled.

For a while, Dirsas felt a little uncomfortable, but he waved the dragon claw, and felt extremely relaxed.

When he thought of something, he immediately checked his data panel.

In addition to the dragonscale armor changed (158/5000), Dirsas' power has also increased a little.

"Very reasonable."

Dirsas nodded with satisfaction.

Not only because of the boosted power, but also because of the 20.00% damage reduction of the Dragonscale Armor.

Dirsas has now begun to look forward to how much the next level of dragon scale armor will be reduced.

Thinking, Dirsas turned his head leisurely, and looked at his demon army not far behind with bloodthirsty eyes.

It's a pity that Dirsas found that no matter whether he killed the mad war demon or the cowardly demon, he only got one point for the dragon scale armor.

Even if all these demons are killed, it is still not enough to reach the second-level dragon scale armor-the key is not yet known what the specific effect is.

Stepping out of the verdant mountains, Dirsas needs more legions, so let's keep these devil cannon fodder for now.

"You've grown again?"

Calvin flapped his wings and flew from a distance, unaware that he and his legion were walking on the verge of death, and looked at Dirsas in shock.

He now doubts whether the inherited knowledge he obtained is fake, or that the part of his blood that belongs to demons is the worst coward. Otherwise, how could Dirsas be so different from his impression?

Dirsas didn't answer Calvin's shock, and asked directly: "How many demons are left?"

"It's less than halfway done,"

Calvin curled his lips and smiled wryly, "You know, those guys go crazy when they enter the battlefield."

"Ah."

Dirsas replied casually, temporarily giving up the idea of ​​killing those cannon fodder to upgrade the Dragonscale Armor.

Not enough at all.

"As usual, all the corpses of the Berserker Demons are collected, and Wen Lan disposes of the rest."

There are hundreds of Berserker Demons on this battlefield, and Dirsas will naturally not eat those Ape Demons and Coward Demons who only add a little.

After giving these orders, Dirsas pointed to the forest elves of the Canglu tribe and asked, "What's the matter with them?"

"They are transformed...promoted demon hunters by taking demon potions." Wen Lan replied honestly.

"What is the devil potion?"

"It's the result of the experiment you let me do with Alice."

Then, Wen Lan told Dirsas about the inspiration and preparation process of the demon potion.

"Alice..."

Dirsas recited the name silently. If Wen Lan hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about the forest elf.

I didn't expect that the entertainment on a whim before would bring by-products such as demon potions.

"Well, yes, I like the smell on them."

Dirsas nodded in satisfaction, and ordered: "Replace half of the guards near the Dragon Cave with demon hunters from the Canglu Tribe.

In addition, two more teams of lizardman demon hunters were sent. "

"Yes, Master Dirsas."

Wen Lan responded respectfully, and all the lizardmen knelt down excitedly to thank them.

"How much demon potion do you have? We need more demon hunters."

Even if he didn't pay attention to the situation of the demon hunters fighting, Dirsas could feel that they were stronger than their kind from the aura.

More importantly, the breath of the demon hunter made Dirsas feel more comfortable.

"The demon potion has been used up, I need more... dragon blood to make it."

Wen Lan prepared a total of ten demon potions, and then diluted them into one hundred parts and distributed them to the four clans. Now there are not any left.

"Victoria's dragon blood?"

Dirsas turned his head to look at the Red Dragon Princess, who looked angry.

Dirsas was not angry either, and walked slowly to Victoria's side, rubbing his face back and forth on the thin scales of Victoria's neck.

"Help?"

Dirsas said in a low voice: "Go to Diana's cave in a while, but I will give you all the gold."

"That's what we agreed!" Victoria growled in a low voice.

"You are helping me by shedding some blood."

Dirsas grinned and said with a dragon mouth, and then bit the newly developed protrusion on the top of Victoria's head - the short horn.

"Don't bite..."

Victoria shook her head in resistance, but Dirsas still bit her teeth.

If Dirsas strongly ordered Victoria to bleed at this time, then Princess Red Dragon would not be able to refuse his order, but her irritable personality would make her very upset.

But Dirsas chose this kind of way of rubbing his ears against each other, which made Victoria, who is blunt and violent, not know how to deal with it.

"Okay, okay, here you are, don't bite!"

Victoria flung it away vigorously, hurriedly distanced herself from Dirsas, and lowered her head, not daring to look at Dirsas, as if shy.

But will the majestic dragon be shy?

Dirsas didn't know, but he didn't approach any further, and then he flapped his wings and jumped up,

"Go, go to Dai Lina's sentry to see!"

(End of this chapter)