People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 257 The Volcanic King
Until the evening hours.

at that time.

The surface of the black volcanic rock was already covered with bloody lines, and each one was filled with magical runes, making the air filled with the smell of blood mixed with the smell of sulfur.

"Attenuation of stamina, weakening of defense, life absorption, all arranged properly."

"My lord, if you make me an elite, now I only need to turn into a sea of ​​blood to have all the effects, and it will only be stronger. There is no need for the trouble of arranging a magic circle."

Celinina wiped the black ash off Fringilla's face very thoughtfully. Although she looked serious and unreasonable, the little girl was actually very reliable.

"Even if you become an elite, I can't bear to turn you into a sea of ​​blood to imprison a fire-attributed dragon."

Lothar's tone was pampering, and he gently rubbed Fringilla's long white hair.

Then, he asked, "Are you all ready?"

"Ah."

Prajna nodded slightly.

The ghost face shield in his hand was embossed with a grimace, showing a depressed and sad look, and it was his turn to be beaten again.

Ugh.

It sighed softly.

Life is not easy, Guigui sighed.

Furingilla's body surface was quickly covered with blood-colored crystals, like a complete set of armor.

The blood magic power is full, and the terrifying magic power up to [-] points is mobilized at this moment, forming a storm of magic power around him.

It seemed that anyone who dared to cross the threshold would be crushed to pieces.

Cellinina puts her hands on her waist, on the two long swords she wears
She narrowed her eyes slightly, with slender eyelashes, staring closely at the bottomless crater.

The whole person is full of vigor, like an ancient knight, his sword is not out of the sheath, he has already shown his sharpness.

Rang Na also became serious. This is an adult dragon in the prime of life, and it is a high-ranking existence among fire dragons. Under normal circumstances, at least a follower at the first stage can deal with it.

If you overcome the above, you must do your best.

Fight for a wave to kill him.

If the battle is really dragged into a protracted battle, the crowd will definitely not be able to consume this old antique.

"Now that you're all set, let's get started."

Lothar straightened his back.

His expression gradually became indifferent and majestic, and his eyes even turned golden for a short time.

The two vertical pupils are no longer as approachable as before.

Celinina vaguely saw a terrifying dragon howling up to the sky, slowly emerging behind Lothar.

It is entrenched on its own throne, with a bony crown surrounded by black magic fire, condescending, overlooking the common people.

"Is this the real face of adults?"

Celinina's fluffy ears twitched.

At first, I just felt close, but now it seems that my lord is clearly a monster in human skin.

They could clearly perceive the terrifying dragon power transmitted by Lothar, only because they were in the same camp, and they did not feel the terrifying oppression of the "Dark Lord".

At first, nothing happened.

But soon, the clouds and mist in the crater began to churn, and billowing thick smoke rose from the depths of the earth, followed by a hoarse dragon's roar from the ground.

One sound, another sound.

The voice was full of violence and anger.

It seems to be giving a final ultimatum to Lothar, an uninvited guest.

"I'm quite angry when I wake up."

Jeanna teased, holding the Holy Spear upside down in her hand.

She cut the palm of her hand and smeared the blood on the rusty holy gun. After stroking her palm, the holy gun quickly became as clean as new.

Kungunir, the eternal spear held in the hands of the god king in the past, showed its sharpness at this moment.

Deng Deng.

Deng Deng.

There was a sound like a sharp blade cutting into a solid stone.

A terrifying monster with dark red scales on its body and sharp spines on its back stretched out two blade-like sharp claws, piercing through the cliff, driving the huge body to climb up step by step.

"This doesn't look like a Tyrannosaurus rex."

Lothar frowned.

This tyrannical dragon was drawn in the illustrated book like a tyrannosaurus rex, with those short legs, how could it climb this steep cliff.

The tyrannical dragon right now is clearly a combination of a Therxosaurus and a Spinosaurus!
Jeanna suggested: "Shall we take this opportunity to knock it down?"

Lothar shook his head and said: "If it falls into the lava, it won't do much damage at all, try to lead it to an open place and destroy it."

No hindrance.

The tyrannical dragon climbed out of the crater smoothly, and its majestic body full of power was completely revealed in everyone's sight.

Red scales.

The head has crown-like horny protrusions, and the face is bony, like a skeleton.

The body is extremely thick, and one can clearly see the explosively bulging muscles covered by the scales.

Behind it is a row of long ridges, and between the meat membranes, there are sharp bone spurs connecting them.

The domineering side leaks like a king.

It is completely different from the ground dragon and sea dragon that Lothar had dealt with before.

"I'll try its defense first."

Fringila took the lead, and the terrifying magic power formed a series of blood spears behind her, suspended in mid-air.

Invisible blood lingers from the magic circle on the ground, like heavy shackles, wrapped around the limbs of the tyrannical dragon.

Roar--

A dragon's roar resounded through the mountains.

It shook the clouds and mist.

In this dragon roar, Lothar clearly heard the anger and contempt for the weak insects who dared to offend the nobles.

Cracks quickly opened up on the ground surface.

From it, hot lava spewed out, covering the magic symbols that Furingilla spent three hours painstakingly arranging, one by one.

That's what I managed to arrange!

A trace of fury flashed in Furingilla's eyes, two delicate canine teeth protruded from the corners of her mouth, and the blood spear hanging behind her flew out like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

In the past, the blood-throwing spears that were invariably unfavorable were shot at the tyrannical dragon. The corrosive blood magic power did not pose much threat to the tyrannical dragon at all.

When the spear is done.

The body surface of the tyrannical dragon was still unscathed, only layers of blood-colored scales, as if covered with black ash, became dull and dull.

click-

The tyrannical dragon took a step, and the black-gray scales on its body fell off layer by layer. In just a few breaths, new blood-colored scales regrown, replacing those corroded black scales.

Even more.

As it quickened its pace, the heavy shackles around his body made an overwhelmed hum.

With a loud bang.

All the rune marks that were still blooming with bloody brilliance became dim at this moment, and those shackles were also shattered.

The magic circle that Furingilla worked so hard to arrange was so easily pierced by the tyrannical dragon!

The tyrannical dragon ignored Furingilla, its eyes were always fixed on Lothar, its "clan" who was full of provocation in its eyes.

It seemed to be wondering why his own kind had found a group of insects to harass it.

Jeanna shouted: "Flynn, you need to dodge first, the dragon's fire attribute magic power is too effective in restraining your blood magic power, you are no match for it."

Celinina's figure flickered.

Appeared at the other end of the crater.

The double swords have been unsheathed.

Her knees are slightly bent.

Behind him, the tyrannical dragon's body surface suddenly burst into bloodstains.

Hot dragon's blood sprayed out from it and sprinkled on the ground, the temperature seemed to be higher than that of lava, scorching a pothole.

This heavy injury instantly escalated the tyrannical dragon's anger to its peak.

I saw the tyrannical dragon open its huge mouth.

The temperature rises.

The terrifying high temperature made Lothar's hair start to curl, emitting bursts of burnt smell.

"Hide behind my back."

Prajna stood in front of everyone with a blank face, holding a black shield.

The black shield expanded rapidly, giving people a majestic and majestic feeling like a mountain. The grimace embossed on it revealed a bitter face.

Immediately, the tyrannical dragon took a deep breath.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the nearby air was sucked dry in one breath, and then a gust of wind was set off.

Its chest and abdomen are bulging high.

Hot dragon's breath condensed in its mouth.

Volcanic restlessness.

The earth trembled.

Rolling lava sprayed out from the crater like garbage, speckled with pungent smoke, and fell on the ghost-faced shield like raindrops.

boom--

Compared with the dragon's breath obtained by Lothar, the terrifying dragon flames, whose temperature was much higher, spewed out from the mouth of the tyrannical dragon.

this moment.

The world seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Billows of smoke rose like covering the sky.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain, witnessing this terrifying celestial phenomenon in horror and confusion, fell to their knees one after another, as if praying for the ubiquitous holy fire to stop this disaster.

This tyrannical dragon seems to have been in contact with this volcano during the hundreds of years of sleep, and because this volcano accepts people's pilgrimage day after day, it is regarded as the place where the holy fire fell to the ground, and the god was born. sex.

Like a bright light in the darkness, the two golden dragon eyes pierced the darkness, pierced the shield as deep as the gate of hell, and collided with Lothar's eyes.

This is a fight between dragons.

The winner, the new king is crowned.

The loser can only forge a ladder out of dead bones and become a stepping stone on the road to the coronation of the new king.

Lothar's heart was beating faster and faster, and the blood of the dragon descendant flowed rapidly through his body like a river, causing a layer of dark scales to suddenly appear on his body surface.

Only the phantom of the magic dragon that appeared behind him, at this moment, seemed to really overlap with Lothar.

Your dragonborn blood is fueled as you activate a new milestone: Lord of the Volcano.

Milestone Description: Kill it, devour it, leave nothing behind.

Milestone Effect: Unknown.

cough--

A series of rapid, hoarse coughs came from Lothar's mouth.

His back became bent, and sharp bony spurs pierced through the flesh with a hiss, extending out from the gaps in the densely packed black scales.

Roar--

There seemed to be endless anger hidden in his chest.

In an instant, Lothar's eyes were replaced by pure animality.

"Kill it, devour it, leave nothing behind!"

A hoarse voice sounded.

The tyrannical dragon seemed to understand it, and responded with a roar full of disdain and mockery.

boom--

Its tail, like a battering ram, smashed hard on the black shield in Banruo's hand.

The moment the shield was crooked.

Its mouth condensed scorching dragon's breath again.

But this time.

Lothar opened his hand.

A stream of blood, like the arrow that Dayi used when he shot the sun, was nailed to the body of the tyrannical dragon in an instant.

This is also a Blood Spear.

Even the power is not as good as any of the spears used by Fringilla, and it can't break the tyrannical dragon's defense at all.

but.

The dragon's breath brewing in its mouth stopped abruptly.

It's a choke!

On Jeanna's body, the linen shirt was damaged by the scorching heat, revealing the tall and straight hills below, as well as the smooth and flawless wheat-colored skin like jade.

It was supposed to be a glamorous scene.

But her expression is full of sacredness, like the god of war and wisdom who is not offended in myths and legends and wears a crown of thorns.

I saw her holding the holy spear high.

There was a loud voice that seemed to be sung by thousands of people: "Holy!"

Kungunir.

Cut through the sky like lightning.

With an angry roar of the tyrannical dragon, it pierced through its chest.

Jeanne raised her hand.

The holy spear returned to her hand, and the dragon's blood it brought back caused a puff of smoke to rise from her palm.

Her complexion didn't change at all, with strong contempt, she said loudly: "Fake little god, not worth talking about."

Hot, viscous, lava-like dragon blood sprayed on the ground.

Without hesitation, Lothar stepped on the black shield in Prajna's hand and stepped into the air.

in mid-air.

Like a relay, the holy spear summoned.

The tyrannical dragon, full of anger, immediately locked its sights on Lothar, followed by the terrifying dragon's breath, instantly engulfing Lothar.

"grown ups!"

Furingilla's face turned pale in an instant.

Celinina watched this scene in astonishment, and without hesitation, she flew up and raised to level [-]. Her agility points had already exceeded [-] points.

In the eyes of most people, she didn't even leave her place at all.

But the next moment.

Lothar pierced through the terrifying dragon's breath. His clothes had long been burned by the flames, but the golden color in his eyes became more and more intense.

Prajna talent, activated by the rock.

The short-term gain of the ability to be immune to all physical damage made Lothar not care about the terrifying high temperature at all. The holy gun was held in his hand, eliminating the need to activate the "must hit" feature.

Put all your energy and energy into it.

In exchange for extreme lethality.

"die!"

The holy spear penetrated the Tyrannical Dragon's chest, and its terrifying destructive power made the golden light appear on its body surface like a river net. When the golden net is fully formed, the Tyrannical Dragon died.

The scorching molten blood sprinkled on Lothar's body.

The pain briefly awakened Lothar's reason, which made him still have the energy to add all the accumulated attribute points to his physical and mental strength.

This seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The gluttonous appetite of the holy gun finally absorbed all the power of Lothar, and even misappropriated the power of Jeanna through his bond with Jeanna.

Gold mesh formation.

immediately.

The entire crater is bathed in golden light.

Roar--

On the verge of death.

The tyrannical dragon let out a dying roar.

How did this ancient evil beast know that the enemy's attack could drive it into desperation so swiftly like a violent storm.

It is going to fight back!

Detonate your divinity, make the whole volcano erupt and destroy everything!
But at this moment, a pair of eyes from the evil wolf suddenly lit up on top of his head.

Cellinina, holding a double blade, came to the back of its neck.

The two swords interlaced.

A bloodstain appeared.

Execution!

The silver light appeared at first glance.

On the neck of the tyrannical dragon, the skin was cracked and the bones were broken, and a crowned dragon head rolled down.

The scalding dragon's blood sprayed out did not touch Celinina at all, and she fell to the ground again, supporting a staggered Lothar who almost fell to the ground.

The system's notification tone sounded in Lothar's ears like a bombing.

You participated in the siege of a legendary monster, and the damage you caused to the monster reached 40.00%.

You have received the following rewards:

Your level increases to 22.

The awakening degree of your dragon bloodline increases, and your strength, stamina, and endurance get a small increase.

Your compatibility with the bloodline of the tyrannical dragon is extremely high, your awakening degree increases again, and your strength, stamina and endurance get a small increase.

You have completed the milestone and gained divinity [Volcano King]: All your fire attribute skills have been greatly enhanced in effect, and you have obtained the effect of fire immunity.

You have seized a special ability of the tyrannical dragon: [Nirvana]

When you are fatally injured, you can choose to wrap all your strength in your soul, gather in your heart, and form a resurrection egg.

When the revived egg absorbs enough nutrients, you can be reborn.

Remarks: This ability is a special talent, which can be shared with any subordinate whose intimacy has reached "Intimate".

(End of this chapter)