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  The shining cross sword was firmly embedded in the giant's rusty iron helmet. The fiery red violent dragon core on the hilt condensed extremely hot dragon flames and poured out towards the inside of the damaged helmet.

  The giant's helmet melted.

  Revealing the face underneath that had been burned beyond recognition, it was nothing but a pile of blackened and rotten flesh.

  "Has it been resolved?"

  "This man is so powerful. Is he the centurion of Saluzzo?"

  The spectators in the stands were evacuating in an orderly manner under the influence of Lavinia's "Law of Order". Some of the more knowledgeable people among them said with surprise on their faces.

  "Lotha this is."

  Lavinia's eyes were full of surprise. Others couldn't see it, but she could see it clearly. At this moment, Lothar's body was surrounded by flames. Not only did he have a vague image of a black dragon appearing on his body, but he also saw it clearly. Even he himself, with his dragon wings, black scales, and dragon horns, looks just like a giant dragon.

  Is this a power that the wolves can master?

  But the next moment, a giant hand in the flames grabbed Lothar fiercely.

  Lothar had no choice but to stop attacking and retreat quickly.

  When he looked back, he saw that the charred flesh on the giant's face was scabbing rapidly, giving birth to fresh flesh and blood. The speed of the flames could not even match his regeneration speed.

  This has gone beyond the so-called "standing on the earth, power is endless".

  Simply immortal!
  You must know that the dragon flames that Lothar slashed with his sword at this moment, but in his half-dragon state, were superimposed with the dragon flames of double volcano divinity. Although the power was not as powerful as Lothar's "Breath of the Karelian Fire Dragon", But the local temperature is not much different.

  The flame gradually died out.

  The iron armor that the giant originally covered had been roasted into molten iron, and his exposed body was completely different from that of the giant - lead-gray inverted triangular scales covered his whole body, and a pair of winding snakes appeared on the top of his head. devil's horns.

  Standing opposite Lothar from a distance, they are quite similar.

  Dragons, in the eyes of many Eastern European peoples, are inherently a type of demon.

  "Be careful, Lothar, he has sold his soul to the devil!"

  Hearing Lavinia's reminder, Lothar showed a somewhat evil smile, revealing sharp triangular teeth sticking out from his lips: "That would be great!"

  Of course, this giant cannot be as simple as an ordinary giant.

  If the giant was really so powerful, how could he end up being kicked out of the army and sold to a circus? Even if the great powers of various countries do not develop gunpowder weapons, they will have to tighten their belts to support an army of giants.

  Lothar can almost conclude that this giant is the means by which the Sassari family wants to disrupt Turin.

  Because even if you want to sell your soul to the devil, you still have to know how to do it. Except for those families of dark creatures that have been passed down for a long time, almost no one has mastered this secret technique.

  Lothar murmured in a low voice: "No one is better at dealing with monsters than me."

  "Hahahaha, pain will only make me stronger!"

  The surging black flames spread all over the giant's body.

  The giant laughed heartily, as if he was about to burst out all the frustration and anger he had accumulated over the past countless years. Black totems reshaped his flesh and blood, covering his entire face.

  But Lothar knew one thing very well - he, to be precise, should be it. Although he looked arrogant at this time, in fact life was like a candle in the wind. As long as it was delayed for a moment and a half, no one would take action. Every giant will decline.

  The devil's gifts are never free.

  His body has turned into firewood, and every time his flesh and blood are reshaped, it accelerates the burning speed of the firewood.

  boom!
  An even faster and terrifying fist struck Lothar.

  The familiar feeling of stagnation, as if falling into a swamp, came to Lothar again, but this time, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

  follow closely.

  The terrifying coercion belonging to the dark lord, mixed with the dragon power of his dragonborn bloodline, which is the leader of hundreds of families, suddenly descended on the giant.

  While the giant's movements froze, a look of fear appeared on his face.

  how come?
  The aura on Lothar's body clearly resembled the devil who made a contract with him!
  No, not right!

  If the aura of the devil who made a contract with him is as high as a noble, the aura of this guy is clearly that of a royal nobleman overlooking all things!

  "I do not care who you are."

  Its eye sockets were bloodshot.

  Anger, resentment, hatred, and all kinds of negative emotions turned into illusory flames, burning blazingly on his body. At this moment, even the devil who had promised to take away his soul felt a tremor.

  "If you dare to stand in front of me, you will die!"

  The roar of the giant shook the heaven and the earth.

  As it took a deep breath, the terrifying angry flames converged, condensed into a punch, and hit Lothar hard.

  "It's amazing."

  Lothar sighed with emotion. This was the first time he had seen a dark creature that almost completely ignored the pressure of his dark lord. In other words, the anger buried in its heart had already far outweighed the fear.

  "But that can only go so far."

  Lothar sympathized with the giant's plight, but that was all.

  People cannot and should not put aside their positions to talk about justice. Even if his body has gradually broken away from the category of human beings, in his self-perception, he is still a human being.

  Golden holy light condensed in his hands.

  Even if Jeanne didn't come to the world of combat records with him, he could still borrow her power without any discount - the sure-hit gun, Kungunil!

  Lothar's power poured out rapidly like a flood that opened.

  The brilliance of the Holy Spear was like the daylight shining on the world, and the night in the entire city of Turin seemed to be dispersed at this moment.

  "Seiya!"

  As Lothar finished speaking.

  The holy spear that condensed the power of the "throat hand" penetrated the giant's heart in an instant.

  The fist of wrathful flames it originally raised, which seemed to be able to destroy the entire earth, was interrupted and eliminated.

  boom--

  The giant pushed forward and fell to his knees like a jade pillar. There was a rare flash of clarity in its eyes.

  "Is it Kungunir?"

  The holy light quickly devoured and ate away at its body and even its soul, which had originally made a pact with the devil.

  This kind of pain should have made the giant tremble with pain and fight to the death, but he seemed to have no will to resist at all, and instead showed a look of gratitude on his face.

  Lothar was silent.

  Of course he knew what the giant was thanking, thanking him for destroying its soul, which saved it from being taken away and devoured by the devil.

  In front of the giant's eyes, the darkness deepened.

  In a trance, he saw a stretch of snow-capped peaks, and houses made of ice bricks dotted among the mountains. Those tribesmen he had never seen before, but only heard about them, were very interested in them. He showed a kind smile.

  "home…"

  It raised its hand expectantly, wanting to touch its hometown that seemed within reach.

  But under Lothar's vigilant gaze, he only raised half of his hand and then lowered it heavily.

  immediately.

  The ice and snow melted from its body, and it quickly turned into ashes in the holy flames.

  Lothar let out a breath, the flames lingering around him disappeared, and his half-dragon body returned to human form again.

  Lavinia quickly came not far in front of him and asked tentatively: "Losa, you?"

  "Who the hell are you?"

  If the power of the dragon still needs to be explained.

  It is simply unbelievable that the wolves can use the power of Shenghui.

  The wolves are dark creatures. This is determined by the characteristics of the bloodline and has nothing to do with personality. Darkness does not mean it must be evil, but it is absolutely impossible to use the Holy Glory.

  This is like an object, it cannot be both cold and hot at the same time.

  Lothar sat down on the ground and smiled: "This is a secret, but if you want to know, I will tell you."

  "you…"

  Lavinia frowned and hesitated.

  Lothar joked: "Do I look like a fanatic of the Holy Church? Or a traitor who will lead the Holy Knights to destroy Saluzzo in the future? In any case, my wolf identity is always true. Right?"

  Lavinia looked at Lothar carefully for a while. He looked very handsome and handsome, not even looking like a man from the wolf clan. He did not look like a villain.

  “It doesn’t look like it, but who knows in reality?”

  Lothar smiled and said: "Okay, let me tell you straight. My Holy Glory is actually borrowed. Because this power belongs to the owner, it will not hurt myself. Speaking of which, that golden Holy Glory is borrowed. You should know the gun."

  He paused slightly and emphasized: "Every wolf tribe, and even every dark creature, should know it."

  Thinking of the sudden glimpse of the divine light and the strange inscriptions engraved on it, Lavinia was thoughtful: "It seems, it does look familiar."

  "Think again."

  Her pupils suddenly trembled, and her normally good expression management couldn't help but collapse.

  "Yaoyao Knight?"

  "Correct."

  Lavinia didn't know what to say for a moment.

  "This is... unbelievable."

  "Didn't the Glory Knight also help the Texas wolves to defeat the expeditionary force? How unbelievable is this?"

  "Isn't this just a legend?"

  "Of course not, this is true. Knight Yao wrote to me personally."

  Lavinia looked at him seriously as if she had gotten to know Lothar again.

  Although the methods of dealing with dark creatures are fierce, cruel, and notorious, few people question the character of the Knight.

  The wolf clan who can gain the trust of the Glory Knight, Lothar... must also be a trustworthy person, right?
  "By the way, we cooperated well today. Without your command ability, even if I borrow the power of the holy spear, it would be difficult for me to kill this demonized giant."

  Lavinia shook her head: "I can't help you very much."

  Today, most of her strength was consumed by the female gunner. Later, she had to maintain order and order so that people in the stands could evacuate in an orderly manner without blocking the door and causing a stampede.

  Therefore, she barely interfered in the battle between Lothar and the giants.

  "Your ability to maintain order is already the greatest help to me. If it were me, I really don't know what to do."

  "Anyway, thanks to you today."

  She didn't ask Lothar why he was just a little horned man before with such strength. This was something that could easily be figured out. The higher his status in the family, the more dirty things he had to do.

  She is a typical example.

  At this time.

  Only then did the centurion of the Saluzzo family stationed at Poseidon Square arrive panting.

  "What about the mad giant?"

  Lavinia said, "It's settled."

  The other party breathed a sigh of relief.

  "I was entangled by an assassin sent by the enemy. Thanks to you, Miss Lavinia, otherwise, I don't know how much trouble it would have caused."

  Just thinking about it, this result makes the centurion feel scared.

  Moreover, there were many foreign tourists watching the circus performances.

  It is not just the patent of a certain big country that fears the surprise of its allies.