When Chu Qianbian and others followed the wings of the guardian Rodgran and carefully stepped on its back, everyone truly realized the size of this monster that was comparable to that of the giant dragon. They saw Rodgran's wings slowly spread out. Its tail feathers and head were towering like two mountains, one small and one large. The strong wind kept whistling in everyone's ears. Rodgran flapped his wings slightly and easily passed through this barren land. "《》》》 ()

"When can you have a flying mount..."

Sitting on the back of the bird of Guardian Rodgran, everyone couldn't help but have this idea. Being able to ride a flying mount on the wind is really a great enjoyment and something that many players have speculated for a long time. However, since "Yejue" has been progressing to this point, there is still no news of when it will be open for flying mounts.

In the sky, Rodgran's huge wings broke through the clouds. Seeing the clouds as if they were cut by a sharp blade, the smoke disappeared in an instant. Chu Qianbian's attention was not confused by these shocking scenes. His eyes passed through the layers of clouds and mist and spread on the death desert below. Other questions were wandering in his mind. From the previous signs, it was already obvious that the white-robed god **** was constantly a part of the Abyss Demon. In other words, the fact that the order-keeping and chaotic camps would inevitably conflict with the Abyss Demon Legion in the future.

Chu Qianbian thought and was silently tracing: "How many players will be there now belong to the Abyss Demon?"

If it were before the Dream Canyon, Chu Qianbian would not even believe that some players had belonged to the Abyss Demon Legion. After the defense battle in Beifeng City, he already believed that the Abyss Demon's attempt to establish a NPC force had been shattered. Now it seems that things are far from as simple as imagined, but it is normal to think about it. At the beginning of the operation of "Yejue" server, the official claimed that this was a virtual world with extremely high freedom. Since that is the case, the abyss demons lurked in the shadows and attempted to make a comeback is a normal conspiracy.

Thinking of this, Chu Qianbian sighed: "Maybe after the fourth turn, it is time for everything to begin to surface."

The druid's subtle words came in and saw that they didn't understand. The female mage's eyes flashed and said, "The dark tide has begun to surge now. It depends on what the situation will be in this ranking competition in the Tiantians."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qianbian was stunned: "Is the ranking competition of the Tianshang List?" He couldn't help but think of the words in the Dream Canyon, when the battle was not stopped. It seemed that this ranking competition of the Tianshang List was not just as simple as a dragon and a tiger.

Chu Qianbian wanted to ask questions, but before he could speak, the voice of the swordsman Duke behind him came: "Boy, do you know where the Samoron Mountains are? If you don't understand the terrain, you just want to go with me recklessly. This is not the behavior of an excellent adventurer."

Upon hearing this, the group cursed secretly: "With you, a hero-level NPC, what do we need to know about these things? Are you looking for fun while you are free?"

Chu Qianbian could not say these words in his heart. He said respectfully: "I believe Mr. Duke will tell me."

"Hmph, your personality is really not like a night elf." Swordsman Duke looked at Chu Qianbian without any hesitation and said, "Not many people know when the Samyron Mountains were formed. As far as I know, the formation of this mountain is related to the entry of the Abyss Demon into the Rhinerons continent. From the beginning of this mountain, this mountain was shrouded with a strong breath of death, and ordinary creatures could not survive there at all. But for the Abyss Demons, the breath of this mountain was their best nutrient. In the last war, the death horn of the commander of the Sixth Legion of the Demon was seriously injured, and he was sleeping and recuperating in the Samyron Mountains."

"The Sixth Legion Commander of the Demon Legion!?"

Chu Qianbian and others finally knew the true identity of the mission target. Everyone exchanged their eyes. Mi Lier and Lang Taosha might not know, but the others present were very clear about the background of the Demon Legion. Among the hundreds of Demon Legions, the Demon Legion Commander, whose number can be included in single digits, is probably at least a day-level boss. "It seems that the focus of this mission is to save your life!"

Everyone agreed with Wei Jinxi's view. They had a powerful NPC like swordsman Duke. When facing a powerful boss, they just had to beat the side drum in the battle and pay attention to protecting their lives. As for facing the powerful boss, they fought happily in the previous round. Even the vanilla sky as hard as steel plates, they still looked respectful to the people.

Then, I heard the swordsman Duke say again: "The Samoron Mountains are not actually stationary. They are a moving mountain range. If you miss tonight, you will have to spend time looking for them tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Duke's face flashed with anger and shouted, "Rodgrain, you'd better hurry up. If you can't reach the Samorons tonight, you will never have the moonlight wine."

"Damn, damn! Duke, you small and despicable human, will your same trick be useful to me in the future?" The Guardian Rodgran's high-pitched squeal sounded like thunder. It turned the tone and his voice became weaker, "Well, this is the last time. If you offend me like this next time, I, Rodgran, swear by my life, and I will not let you go easily."

Listening to the giant bird's warning, Swordsman Duke said disdainfully: "You, who have infinite complexity, say in front of me that you swear with your life?"

After being exposed by a word, Rodgrain was angry and embarrassed: "Damn Duke, you..."

Amid the angry roar of the giant bird, Chu Qianbian and others suddenly felt their bodies descent rapidly. Rodgran flapped his wings and swooped down like an arrow. Layer clouds broke through, revealing the outline of a mountain on the ground below. Pale mist enveloped the mountain. Everyone was in the sky, and it seemed that they could hear the deceased wailing sounds of the deceased.

Rodgrand swiftly down, and after a moment, he landed at the foot of the mountain range. The rapid decline made Chu Qianbian and others dizzy. This feeling of weightlessness is much more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

The cockscomb warriors were most afraid of heights in the team. He covered his head and cursed in a low voice: "This birdman, Lao Zi must kill it."

Duke, the swordsman, walked down the last time, and came to Rodgran, with anger in his sharp eyes, "Rodgran, why stop here? It's still far from the nest of the Horn of Death."

"Don't forget our promise, Duke."

Rodgrain raised his head proudly, and its gem-like eyes were flashing with cunning, "My agreement with you is only to take you to the Samoron Mountains. As for deeper into this mountain range, it is no longer within the scope of our agreement. Moreover, the noble me descending to this lifeless desert is a destructive thing in itself. It is absolutely impossible to ask me to enter the Samoron Mountains and be defiled by the breath of death. Even if you give me more barrels of moonlight wine."

Listening to the words of this giant birdman, Chu Qianbian and others were speechless, "Defiled? Do you think you are a woman? Just listening to the sound, you are just a male birdman!"

Finally, everyone understood that this was a super narcissistic and arrogant bird. If it were an ordinary monster, Chu Qianbian and others would want to swallow it alive on the spot.

Then, without waiting for swordsman Duke to say anything, Guardian Rodgran had already fluttered his wings and drew a black stream of light in the air, and disappeared into the night sky in a blink of an eye.

Looking at Rodgran's back, Duke's swordsman looked cold. Chu Qianbian and others seemed to see Duke's hands tightly and sometimes loosen, and there was a possibility of drawing a sword to kill birds at any time. However, to everyone's disappointment, Duke's expression finally calmed down and turned around and said, "Let's go in."

"It's a pity that if we could really cut the birdman with one sword, we might be able to pick up the best equipment!" Vanilla Sky murmured in a low voice, quickly catching up with the team, following closely behind Swordsman Duke.

The figures of the group sank into the Samoron Mountains filled with white mist. After entering this mountain range, Chu Qianbian and others understood what the swordsman Duke said was the breath of death. The system prompt sounds sounded in everyone's ears, telling them that in the Samoron Mountains, everyone's total attributes were reduced by 10% and all resistances were reduced by 50 points.

The pharmacist summoned a team of skeleton warriors and manipulated them to walk outside the team. The necromancer said quietly: "The monsters here may not be easy to deal with. You should be careful. The reduction of all attributes by 10%, which is not as simple as a decrease in strength by 10%.

The decline in basic attributes does not have a big impact on Chu Qianbian and others. The key is that resistance is weakened by 10%, but it is not so fun, because among the people present, except for the equipment that removes the resistance bonus of Vanilla Sky, there are still several resistances of 0 for more or less.

Regarding the relationship between resistance and spell damage, the conversion involved is quite complicated. However, nowadays, it is popular to collect equipment with spell penetration effects of magic, and you can see the relationship between resistance and spell damage. Some people have also done experiments. Once a certain resistance of a player becomes a negative number, the damage you suffer when encountering targeted spells of this system is not a joke.

Therefore, the harmful state of the Samoron Mountains with a 50-point reduction in resistance made Chu Qianbian and others more vigilant.

Walking on the wet trail, the surrounding forest was covered with charred trees, and the trunks had long lost their leaves. However, strangely, these trees did not die and seemed to have survived for a long time.

A strange sound blew along the wind and fell into everyone's ears, making people frightened. Lang Taosha simply activated [Stealing], and only invisible state could he feel safe enough.

After walking for a while, the leading swordsman Duke suddenly stopped. Under the inexplicable gaze of Chu Qianbian and others, Duke said, "Here you come."

"Come?"

"What's coming? Monster?"

Before everyone could react, blurred figures suddenly appeared beside the charred trees around. These figures seemed to be made of black fog, but the pupils of red light flashing in the black room and the pairs of sharp claws made of fog told Chu Qianbian and others that these were not ordinary undead monsters.

[Samoron Wanderer]: Level: 95, Category: Rare Elite (Undead Demon Creature), Health: 2000000.

"Prepare for the fight!"

Chu Qianbian shouted in the team channel. Before he could finish speaking, he saw a dazzling sword light rushing up and rushing towards the surrounding dead monsters. Then, like the scattered snow encounters the scorching sun, these [Samoron Wanderers] were twisting their bodies, turning into wisps of black mist and dissipating.

"this……"

Everyone was stunned, and then they found that their experience slots were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye...

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