Global Lords: I Have Information System

There were other Lords around, but all kept a distance of several meters.

”Ah!”

”This... this is!”

Suddenly, the Lord walking at the front exclaimed.

Old Zhang shivered instantly and looked slightly up, his gaze fixed ahead.

Through the faint green mist, a black shadow appeared faintly.

Then a strong gust of wind came, dispersing the poisonous mist!

After the mist dissipated, all the Lords saw a small hill hundreds of meters ahead, which was tens of meters high; it had been hollowed out, resembling a peculiar cradle.

What made the Lords fearful was not this particular hill.

But the black Giant Dragon hovering in the air, flapping its wings!

This black dragon was as long as thirteen meters, covered entirely by hand-sized black scales.

Sharp bone spikes adorned its head and spine.

Its eyes were sunken, cheeks gaunt, its face skeletal and menacing.

The end of its tail bore an elliptical bone hammer, with hind limbs slightly curved, showing distinct backward joints.

Its limbs were equipped with fearsome sharp claws, seemingly unapproachable.

This massive creature’s wings were whipping up fierce air currents.

These currents were precisely the ones that blew away the poisonous mist.

Beneath this black dragon, the Dragon Vein Dogman Chief Ulysses and the Lizard People Commander Gladsone were present.

They were the most loyal followers of the black dragon, gathering all the surviving subordinates.

The black dragon’s massive frame, its dark yellow vertical pupils slightly contracted.

It locked onto all the intruders completely.

”Roar!”

It raised its long neck and emitted a loud dragon roar.

Whether it was the Wolf Cavalry or the mounts of the Dark Night Female Hunters, they trembled under the dragon’s roar.

”Pathetic reptiles!”

”Dare trespass into my lair!”

”You will pay with your lives!”

”I, Belair Tobias Croweidi, grant you death.”

The black dragon’s voice echoed like thunder across the swamp.

It deliberately used the Continent Common Language for intimidation, aiming to instill fear in the humans before it!

After issuing the death proclamation, the black dragon flapped its wings and flew towards the Lords.

Beneath, the remaining Kobolds and Lizard People launched their final charge.

This sudden change surprised most Lords, yet did not cause a rout.

Having reached this point, retreating was an unsatisfying option!

Moreover, they believed their numbers and strength could defeat what they deemed the ”big boss” of the poison swamp—the black dragon.

”Kill it! The treasure will be ours!”

Some bold Lord shouted vociferously.

This made all the Lords suddenly react.

Immediately, they summoned the ranged warriors to mount a counterattack against the oncoming black dragon.

Hundreds of arrows and crossbow bolts shot towards the black dragon.

Most ended up behind the black dragon.

Only a few arrows hit, but failed to pierce the dragon scales.

They only produced a series of sparks on the scales, leaving a faint white mark.

The defensive capability of the dragon scales exceeded everyone’s imagination.

Only the High-tier Shooters could potentially penetrate its defense!

The black dragon soared at tremendous speed, accelerating after a few seconds of wing flapping.

It reached above the heads of the front-row Lords, opening its foul-smelling maw filled with dagger-like sharp teeth, commencing the Black Dragon Breath.

Dark green corrosive acid sprayed downward like concentrated streams.

It splashed over the Lords and warriors beneath.

Whether flesh or armor, upon contact with the acid, it rapidly corroded.

As the black dragon flew, its dark green breath acid carved a thirty-meter cross-death trench on the ground, finally pulling up after the breath ended, ascending to two to three hundred meters high in the sky.

This distance exceeded the range of typical long-range shooters and mages.

It hovered steadily with its massive body, uttering peculiar syllables.

As these syllables emerged, the magic elements in the space were mysteriously guided, beginning to converge.

The acid breath was like a blade slicing through butter, severing the Lords’ scattered formation into halves.

Although the Lords were spread out, it wiped out over a hundred warriors and seven or eight unfortunate Lords.

The killing power of this acid was immense; it corroded armor and even rapidly breached magic shields, inflicting persistent high damage upon contact with flesh until it turned into a puddle of green fetid corrosive water.

This corrosive water possessed a certain corrosive property.

Wherever the acid breath had sprayed became a green acid ”stream.”

After the breath, the remaining Red-scaled Dog-headed Warriors and Lizardman Warriors, led by Ulysses and Gladsone, charged again.

The Lords generally lacked effective air-defense measures, unable to threaten the dragon at its elevated height.

Consequently, fear gradually seeped into everyone’s hearts.

They could not inflict effective damage on the dragon, yet the dragon could deal fatal harm to them.

This was not their territory; even relying on a defense tower to counterattack was unfeasible.

In such unequal circumstances, escape seemed the only way out.

To remain in the poison swamp was akin to signing their death warrant.

Those Red-scaled Dog-headed Warriors and Lizardman Warriors launching assaults post-acid breath were also engaging in a massacre.

”Run quickly! Leave the poison swamp!”

Poison mist, black dragon, follower monsters, the muddy impassable swamp...

Aside from their numbers, the Lords held no advantages.

Since the team scattered, even their numerical advantage had diminished substantially.

To stay here was a dead end!

Lacking strong measures and High-tier Warriors, the black dragon alone was enough to overwhelm them.

Under these circumstances, panic ensued!

The Lords frantically turned their direction, racing toward the outside.

At the same time, the dragon overhead chanted the final peculiar syllable.

V-tier High-level Dragon Language: Poisonous Thorns Everywhere!