章 142: I am sorry Boyz...

In the Eastern region of Moria in a deserted area called the Wilds, the terrifying roar of a dragon echoed in the distance.

Dave's hands trembled as he saw the shadow approaching faster and faster toward them.

A black six-limbed dragon covered the horizon.

"MOVE STINGER! MOVE!!!" he screamed in the dunlord's ear.

You have successfully woken the dunlord from a Fear State.

The dunlords were not undead, they didn't have the passive immunity to Fear that all Undead had.

But thanks to Dave's efforts Stinger was roused from the debilitating status effect.

The angry dunlord under Dave suddenly roared, startling all the dazed dunlords at once.

Dave looked behind him and saw that the eight players of the Blood Rage guild were still frozen, immobilized by from the Dragon Roar.

"It's the same as the first time this dragon appeared! One Dragon-Scream and everyone froze in fear!"