People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

A pack of wolves swarmed up under the moonlight.

Their cooperation cannot be said to be very tacit. After all, they are a patchwork family, and they are hoping that other factions will lose their strength.

This is the only chance for both of them.

He looked at Lavinia and nodded slightly. A layer of black scales emerged from his heart and quickly expanded to his whole body. The temperature of the already extremely hot wave increased again.

This is not a complete half-dragon transformation. At best, it is a manifestation of the dragon bloodline stimulated by the blood waterfall.

This state has a limited impact on Lothar's strength, but its durability is also greatly enhanced.

"Law: Delay!"

The speed of the besieging werewolves immediately slowed down visibly to the naked eye.

What followed was the terrifying pressure of the dark lord.

The shadow of the illusory dragon is entrenched in the dark streets, and its golden eyes are like two gas lamps, which is intimidating.

Under the double suppression, the blessing brought to them by the full moon night was almost completely wiped out.

The werewolves didn't understand why, except that Lavinia's gift of law was so powerful that it was unreasonable.

While everyone was shocked, their golden eyes were filled with fierce light.

"Kill the Bologna women first!"

Lavinia frowned. She was not good at fighting, but it would be a big mistake to treat her as a support staff with no fighting ability.

Golden thorns wrapped around her arms.

"Law: Evil retreats!"

The werewolves who were surrounding and killing seemed to have hit an iron wall and bounced away with a bang.

"Law Order·Cage!"

Golden thorns sprouted from the ground, imprisoning more than a dozen wolves within them.

The ability to command is not in the true sense of speaking and following the rules, but a way of leveraging the rules. Therefore, she cannot make all the werewolves present kill them with just one command. That is the characteristic of real rules.

boom--

The cage was forced open.

But Lothar's shadow, like a ghost, appeared in front of the centurion who was the first to escape.

The cross sword lingering in flames fell on the head. The wolf centurion who had just broken out of the cage only had time to tilt his head before the sword blade struck his shoulder.

If the opponent had only an ordinary weapon in his hand, this injury, even if the entire shoulder was chopped off, would not be considered a fatal injury to a werewolf who was always known for its resilience.

But this sword is also haunted by the dragon flames from the Karelian fire dragon under the blessing of double volcano divinity!

The flames instantly ignited the hair on his body, turning it into a torch.

The shrill screams penetrated the entire long street.

"A centurion died so quickly?"

The wolves watching behind the scenes had different expressions.

The centurion of the Saluzzo family clapped his hands and applauded: "Good boy, if we continue like this, tonight will be the end of these Sassari wolf cubs."

On the side, the centurion of the Bologna family sneered: "They are more than capable of bursting out, but insufficient of endurance. If the two of them want to win against so many pure-blooded centurions, unless the Sassari family is a bunch of rubbish."

"Hey, why are you guys turning your elbows outward? If you Bologna family don't like this girl Lavinia so much, why not marry her into our family? How about just this brat?"

The centurion of Bologna sneered and said nothing.

In his eyes, a member who cannot create benefits for the family, no matter how talented she is, cannot be said to be one of her own. The greatest value is probably only her excellent blood.

But internal digestion of the bloodline is the best option. Even if marriage must occur, they will only choose traditional allies, not the Saluzzo family.

At this time, the situation in the field changed extremely quickly.

The cage of the law could not hold them for long. Just when Lothar was about to attack the second person, the werewolves escaped one after another and surrounded Lothar.

Although Lavinia's command is strong, the enemies in front of her include several elite centurions of the same level, let alone ordinary centurions who are only inferior.

Keng - Metallic claws popped out from the backs of the werewolves' hands.

They all swarmed towards Lothar in unison, and their intention was very clear. Since they couldn't deal with Lavinia, the auxiliary staff, in a short time, they simply concentrated all their efforts to kill Lothar, the output first.

No matter who of the two of them loses their combat effectiveness first, the remaining one will be alone and will surely die.

At this time, the effect of the hysteresis order gradually faded.

The speed of the werewolves is no longer affected much.

Werewolves were attacking from front to back, up and down, and from almost every direction.

Lothar took a deep breath, and the blazing dragon flames turned into a wall of fire.

A werewolf stopped in shock, and then he saw Lothar's figure crashing through the wall of fire, as if a fiery red sword that had been calcined in a forge for hundreds of years penetrated straight into his body, instantly destroying his internal organs. The six internal organs were all burnt.

He opened his mouth, intending to say something, but what came out of his mouth was a blazing flame.

The centurion of the Bologna family who was watching the battle secretly could not suppress his doubts and asked: "When did Saluzzo start studying fire spells?"

Moreover, judging from this achievement, it is a bit too strong. It happens to have a powerful restraint effect on werewolves who are good at recovery.

Such a large-scale spell should consume a lot of money. Why does this person seem to be fine? Could it be that the Saluzzo family has developed some systematic inheritance of fire spells?

This time it was the Centurion of the Saluzzo family's turn to sneer.

"This is the secret of our Saluzzo family. How could we tell an outsider like you."

The centurion of the Bologna family changed his expression, and suddenly said: "Actually, marriage is not impossible, as long as your Saluzzo family agrees to give us the first child born to Lavinia and Lothar."

The theory of blood has always been popular in the family. No matter how you look at it, two young people with outstanding talents are very suitable to be combined and produce as many heirs as possible.

What's more, the talents of fire spells and laws are even rarer than pandas in the wolf tribe.

The centurion of the Saluzzo family was also a little tempted, but his expression did not change at all: "Losa is my lady's confidant, I can't make the decision in this matter - for the same reason, I don't think you are qualified to do that. The little girl calls the shots.”

"Ah."

The centurion of Bologna sneered.

For the benefit of the family, what does it mean to make a small sacrifice? What's more, doesn't this girl Lavinia have a pretty good relationship with this guy named Lothar?

"Let's see if they can survive this first."

At this time, the werewolves in Sassari also changed their strategy. They no longer wanted to kill Lothar quickly, but turned to a war of attrition. In their view, Lothar's use of such a large-scale flame spell would consume a certain amount of money. high.

On the contrary, they are confident that they can hold on until tomorrow morning.

It’s just that the scene isn’t very pretty.

Seeing that Lothar's speed was getting slower and slower, the dragon flames no longer displayed as wantonly as they did at the beginning.

They became more and more certain that Lothar was reaching his limit.

"Do it!"

The leading centurion suddenly flew up.

A talent of the Sassari family that can greatly increase the movement speed in a short period of time was turned on. The whole person simply turned into an afterimage, and it exceeded the range of 100 meters in an instant. The sharp wolf claws made of unknown metal, In this way, it penetrated Lothar's shoulder blade and nailed him to the wall.

"Do you have any last words, little boy?"

The centurion let out a long breath. Before coming, he had not expected that there would be so many changes during this trip.

Although he seemed to be in a desperate situation, Lothar's eyes were still confident.

The hot blood melted the werewolf's metal claws into liquid almost instantly.

Blood water comparable to lava splashed out and immediately turned into a prairie fire, burning the centurion into a torch.

Prajna's "Solid Stone" talent has not been activated, why do you think you can kill me?

The frantically struggling werewolf, because of his tenacious vitality, was unable to be burned to death by such terrifying flames. However, precisely because of this, the heart-piercing pain caused him to lose almost all his sanity, and he fought frantically in the mud pit. Get rolling.

But Lothar's dragon flames can't be extinguished so easily.

Whenever he lay down in a mud pit, it would dry up and crack in an instant.