Part-time Boss
Chapter 49 - 49 49 Avada Kedavra Eats a Big Melon

49: Chapter 49 Avada Kedavra Eats a Big Melon 49: Chapter 49 Avada Kedavra Eats a Big Melon What shocked Mo Fei even more was still to come.

A dazzling beam of light shot out from the darkness.

The mage named Berserk Gandalf, holding a sword in his left hand and a staff in his right, was dressed in seven or eight protective spells.

While casting an illumination spell to dispel the darkness ahead, he actually charged forward, intending to engage in melee combat.

With the enhancements of Swift Technique, Light Body Technique, and Power of the Wind…

under the buff of these skills, his movements even had a bit of the feel of a martial arts expert from wuxia films.

And there were a dozen or so high-level martial monks, assassins, and shadow dancers, relying on their extraordinary senses, night vision, shadow walking and other talents that allowed them to move freely in the dark, ignoring the effects of Darkness Descent as they killed their way over.

Although their numbers were few, each one had a high level and good equipment, and it would indeed be troublesome if they managed to get close.

Lava Blood!

Hot flames rose up from the black dragon’s body, as if the entire dragon was ablaze.

The flames disappeared in an instant, but the blood that flowed from its body turned into scorching lava.

With a flap of the dragon’s wings, the Lava Blood splattered in all directions, igniting upon touching the ground, creating a sea of lava fire.

Those martial monks, assassins, and shadow dancers, all with their squishy defenses, hurriedly dodged out of the way, no longer focusing on the pursuit.

Damn, another skill I haven’t unlocked!

Mo Fei was truly shocked this time.

Could it be that this creature could freely use all the skills in the Talent Tree?

Was the choice of one out of three Talent Points solely for me?

Morphis (Ancient Black Dragon): “Feel the ancient power, feel the fury in my heart, you insignificant mortals.

Fear me, flee from me, it’s your only choice!”

Just as Mo Fei thought that Morphis was getting carried away—in fact, the opposing players clearly thought the same, each showing a cautious stance—the black dragon did not hesitate to twist its head and flee towards the other end of the city.

It took a few seconds for the players to react.

“Damn it, don’t let it get away.”

“Go, go, go!”

“The BOSS is about to die, chase it down quickly!”

The adventurers tapped into their powers: some summoned mounts, some transformed into beasts, some activated sprint, others used Blink Technique.

They all had one target: to hunt down Morphis.

The heroes, however, appeared rather calm as they all turned to look at Antonidas.

As the chief of Dalaran, Antonidas had a grim expression on his face.

“Not to worry, gentlemen, this evil black dragon will definitely not escape from Dalaran.

Gather around, let us give it a surprise.”

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Flashes of Blink Technique continuously appeared nearby, and in a flash, the Shadow Wizard named Voldemort appeared in front of Morphis, raising his wand and using his Hero Skill—’Shadow Cage’.

The Power of Shadows turned into more than a dozen invisible chains that wound tightly around the black dragon.

These invisible chains had no physical form and would immediately reform as soon as they were snapped, making it impossible for the dragon to break free.

Voldemort (Shadow Wizard): “Hahaha, this BOSS’s head belongs to me now, Morphis.

Accept your death obediently, ‘Avada Kedavra’!”

Hero Skill—Death Finger!

A red beam of light struck directly at Morphis’ chest, causing him to feel an intense pain there.

-4963!

A huge red number emerged.

Death Finger was a fatal magic that had a chance of killing the target instantly.

Even if the instant death effect failed, it could still inflict a ton of damage.

Fortunately, the Black Dragon Clan naturally had some resistance to shadow, and coupled with the Ancient Black Dragon’s remarkable tenacity, the damage wasn’t too exaggerated.

With a roar, Morphis activated Death Berserk!

The enraged black dragon delivered a Dragon Assault, its immense strength causing dozens of shadow chains to break and dissipate.

Voldemort, frightened, used Blink Technique to dodge to the side.

Morphis didn’t tangle with him; its only goal now was to escape from this place.

Dragon Assault!

Dragon Assault!

Dragon Assault!

The black dragon frantically charged left and right through the city, using skills as if they had no cooldown, completely disregarding the buildings blocking its path.

And truly, in doing so, its speed was astonishing; not even those chasing it on horses could keep up.

Only the nearby Magical Towers continued to launch attacks.

Boom, another tall building was toppled, and the grand silhouette of Violet Hold appeared before it.

In front of the castle gates, a gigantic war Golem blocked the black dragon’s escape.

This was one of the conflict machines that Dalaran’s arcanists were most proud of, standing more than thirty meters tall, even taller than the previous guardian of the vault.

Dragon Assault!

The black dragon charged once more.

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It’s over!

Mo Fei thought.

Dragon Charge is indeed a nice skill for a 1V1, but now he was being chased.

If he collided and stopped, he’d be immediately swarmed and beaten with such an overwhelming mass, knocking it down wouldn’t be easy.

However, what shocked him was that halfway through the Dragon Charge, Morphis’s body suddenly shrank, and by the time he reached the giant effigy, he had transformed into a human shape and darted right between the effigy’s legs.

Upon landing and rolling to regain his stance, Morphis suddenly looked up towards the castle tower with a sense of foreboding.

There, at the window of a spire, was a little girl with brilliant blonde hair, looking down at him with curiosity.

Morphis gave the little girl a wicked smile, then swiftly transformed back into the form of a black dragon and charged off in another direction.

Damn, that works too?!

But who was that blonde girl just now?

She looked somewhat familiar.

Boom!

The explosion caused by the massive Arcane Orb fired from the Magical Tower jolted Mo Fei back to reality.

He discerned his bearings, and at this moment, Morphis had gone from slaughtering from the north district of Dalaran to the south district.

The local guards and Adventurers had mostly been drawn away, leaving the surroundings somewhat empty for the time being.

Unfortunately, Morphis still couldn’t take to the skies; above the barrier, over a hundred Gryphon Riders had already assembled, facing off against the Black Dragon Legion outside.

The moment he left the ground, he’d surely be mobbed.

Besides, those Magical Towers were not for show.

While on the ground, he could make use of the dead angles in the towers’ attacks for evasion.

But once in the air, there would be no escape; he’d become a target for focused fire.

Another group of Adventurers blocked the path.

Without hesitation, Morphis charged at them, and in the instant he drew close—a roar—Dragon’s Presence!

The adventurers scattered in fear, all falling into a state of terror.

Almost there!

Almost there!

The buildings around him were getting lower and lower, and the oppressive narrowness of the city center was gone.

The number of Magical Towers started to thin out.

Looking at the expansive sky ahead, he was hit by a wave of freedom—as if the horizon itself invited flight.

Holy crap, he might actually succeed!

Mo Fei excitedly thought to himself, and he could also sense the thrill in Morphis’s heart.

The time had come!

The black dragon surged into the sky, flapping its wings with all its might.

Around him, Magical Towers shot out deadly spells, yet their firepower was no longer dense enough to bring down the soaring dragon.

It dodged incoming magic with agility that belied its size, avoiding a lethal stream of rainbow light and braving several massive Arcane Orbs.

With over 80,000 health remaining, that was enough!

That’s the spot!

Mo Fei could already see the distant skies.

The few remaining Archmages continued to fire desperately, but their sparse firepower could no longer stop him.

In the far sky, the Black Dragon Lord had also noticed the situation and was quickly converging here.

Kutrafeistr (Ancient Black Dragon): “Stubborn fellow, didn’t think he’d still be alive.”

Terhollasen (Black Dragon Lord): “Haha, truly unexpected.”

Samerfield (Black Dragon Lord): “Should we go down and provide some assistance?”

As soon as this was said, a chill fell over the surrounding area.

“A bunch of cowards!

No matter, almost free now!

Finally about to be free, truly free…” Morphis muttered to himself, his excitement evident as he flapped his wings again.

Dalaran’s outermost city walls were now in sight; just past them, he’d be safe.

However, suddenly, a dazzling white light burst forth on a defensive platform along the city wall.

Dozens of figures could be seen within the brilliant light, and as the light dissipated, the members of the Dalaran Council, led by Antonidas, were all present.

Damn, Mass Teleportation Array?

Mo Fei had only heard of this magic, said to be a strategic spell capable of instantly transporting hundreds of troops to any location.

It might not have great direct power as a Hero Skill, but it could turn the tide of battle on the field.

He hadn’t expected to witness it today.

The one using this magic was Antonidas.

He looked coldly at the black dragon flying towards him, raising his Magic Wand, “Did you think you could escape my judgment, evil black dragon?

Dalaran Council—destroy that beast!”

A dozen Archmages and scores of senior Mages acted almost simultaneously.

Now, without the hindrance of Adventurers, they could finally unleash their preferred spells to their fullest.

Destructive magic of all kinds focused on the single target.

Huge fireballs the size of washbasins, lightning bolts as thick as buckets, Arcane Missiles dense as rain, and various high-level spells Mo Fei couldn’t recognize, all greeted the black dragon.

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