Doomsday game, start as the Dragon King of the Abyss

"Ang !!!!!"

The deafening dragon groan came from far and near.

The Diver Priest shook his body and looked up in unison along with the rest of the Divers.

A floating cloud was shaken open by the sound wave, and the brilliance of the blood-colored moon fell on a black dragon, as if he was dressed in a blood-red battle suit, and his body exuded a faint blood.

The dark red dragon wings covered half of the moonlight, the calamity demon armor tightly wrapped the huge dragon body, the barbs showed a hideous and domineering spirit, the dragon body was surrounded by a breathtaking pitch black demonic aura, and the four deformed dragon horns snaked upward, as if to pierce the sky.

The dragon head condescendingly looked at all beings, and when he saw that the team members were seriously injured one by one, the pair of dragon eyes with copper bells flashed with surging anger.

The dragon king was furious, and blood splattered for thousands of miles!

The magma-like hot black flames gushed out from the dragon's mouth, turning into endless flame bullets and falling from the sky!

Under Yang Ming's special care, some of the flame bombs were concentrated in the direction of the Deep Diver Priest.

As early as now, he had already used his insight skills to find out the details of this deep diver priest.

[Priest of the Deep Diver]

Level: Level 2

Evaluation: Boss

Attack: E +

Defense: E +

Skill 1: Group stealth, for a certain period of time, the target of the spirit lock is invisible.

Skill 2: Icicle Technique, which unleashes an unleashed number of icicles.

Skill 3: Sacrifice, sacrifice the target to the designated god, and if you successfully delight the god, you will get an unknown reward.

Synopsis: The leader of this tribe of deep divers.

From the looks alone, it's hard to distinguish the Diver Priest from other Divers.

Fortunately, the Priest of the Deep Diver was superior after all, wearing a set of sacrificial robes woven from seaweed, and holding a black staff in his hand, if it had stayed in the back and not rising, Yang Ming really couldn't find it all at once.

But as a legal professional, it was so good that he actually went to the front line in person, so don't blame Yang Ming for being unkind to it!

Seeing the overwhelming fire bullets, the corner of the Deep Diver priest's mouth twitched fiercely.

A slang swear word burst out of its mouth, and it couldn't care about Murong Ya, who was slumped on the ground, and quickly slipped away.

Originally, it thought that with the dense offensive of the fire bullets, it would definitely injure the black dragon's partner by mistake.

But soon, the truth slapped it hard.

Under the effect of the fire element's top-level affinity, any flame bullets released have a secret connection with Yang Ming, as long as his spiritual power is strong enough, he can drive these flame bullets like an arm.

Of course, this requires a high level of control skill.

Yang Ming was only able to control the approximate trajectory of a few flame bombs by virtue of his proficiency in the abyssal breath, and he was unable to achieve fine control.

Seeing that a bowl-sized flame bullet was about to fall on Murong Ya, who could have expected that in the next moment, this flame bullet would actually make a 90° turn and blast horizontally towards the back of the Deep Diver Priest.

Feeling the heat rolling behind him, the Priest of the Deep Diver turned green.

If it weren't for the fact that the previous battle had consumed too much mental power and couldn't use the group stealth technique, it would have been hiding far away.

It can be regarded as extremely experienced in combat, and without looking back, it subconsciously rolled on a donkey, narrowly and dangerously brushing shoulders with death.

The flame flew over the Deepdiver Priest, only to scratch the opponent's back, leaving a scorching scar.

But even so, the burning sensation continued to seep through the wound, causing the Deep Diver Priest's face to twist.

Before it could get up from the ground, the ground rolled up with gusts of wind and waves under the dragon's wings.

At the same time, a behemoth descended from the sky.

Like an eagle hunting, the black dragon's legs hung low, and its barb-like dragon claws pierced deep into the body of the Diver Priest, and then with its heavy weight, the opponent was instantly suppressed under him.

"Click!"

there was a crunch of broken bones, and the Deepdiver Priest sank deep into the ground, unable to get up again.

The tonnage of weight on the black dragon made the deep diver priest feel a good philosophy:

when you carry the weight forward, there is always someone to calm your years.

This pressure is so great that it has broken the old waist of the Deep Diver Priest!

Yang Ming didn't want to learn that the villain died from talking too much, and was about to deal with the Deep Diver Priest thoroughly, when a weak voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Your Excellency the Dragon King, please allow me to kill this monster for you!"

Her forehead was purple and bruised, blood was sliding down her cheeks, and her clothes were muddy, apparently she had suffered a lot before.

Obviously, she was just a white-collar woman who had never seen a war, but after just a few hours of fighting, Murong Ya's face had long since lost the contempt and arrogance she once had, only a bitter hatred for the priest of the Deep Diver, and a determined look like a warrior.

"Okay!"

With Yang Ming's agreement, Murong Ya nodded silently.

She struggled to raise her submachine gun, and in the frightened eyes of the Deepdiver Priest, she slammed the muzzle of the gun directly into its face.

There was no venting of anger, just cold killing intent.

The brutal war taught this beautiful white-collar worker in the city a simple and simple truth:

there is no need to reason with the dead.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang......"

Murong Ya pulled the trigger, and a barrage of bullets shot out from the muzzle, directly hitting the head of the Deep Diver Priest into a hornet's nest.

It wasn't until all the bullets in the magazine were fired that Murong Ya was on the submachine gun, panting heavily.

The smell of fish and blood in the air, coupled with the messy picture of the scene, stimulated Murong Ya's stomach to churn.

Despite the urge to vomit, Murong Ya relied on her innate stubbornness to suppress this biological instinctive impulse.

Immediately after, in the black dragon's surprised eyes, Murong Ya bowed slightly to him and said,

"Your Excellency the Dragon King, thank you for your leniency and let me personally slash this disgusting monster!"

"Your heart is as broad as the sea, and your strength is as breathtaking as a mountain. "

Please allow me to follow by your side and fight for you!"

Murong Ya's words were full of sincerity.

Her decision was not improvised.

As early as when the army set up a shelter to shelter the survivors, Murong Ya realized one point:

In the last days, only the strong can be relied on!

Now, she chose to take refuge in the Abyss Dragon King, just following the guidance of her heart.

Yang Ming never thought that someone would take refuge in him.

He also had no such experience, for fear that he would be fooled.

In order to test the loyalty of the other party, Yang Ming said in a low voice:

"I have a skill that can test a person's loyalty to me.

"But the process may be more painful, are you willing?"

Maybe Murong Ya thought crookedly, her face was delicately red.