People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Under the iron armor filled with demonic aura, black scales grew wildly, and sharp fangs pierced his lips.

The dragon blood in Lothar's body has been driven to the extreme by blood magic.

The black mist is thick and dense.

A pair of huge golden lanterns suddenly lit up among them.

Behind Lothar, there was a huge shadow of a demonic dragon, standing tall and touching the sky. It stretched its wings to hang from the sky. Each scale was as big as a human body, densely packed and lifelike.

The powerful pressure of the dark lord mixed with the might of the dragon swept forward.

Some of the weaker wolves couldn't even stand firmly and fell to the ground. Even the stronger centurions had shock written all over their faces.

"impossible!"

"How could he have such strength?"

Judging from the aura alone, Lothar even outshines Victor, who is the inner guard of the Wolf Lord. He is completely one of those giants who have survived for countless years in the dark world.

"Is he really a young man who has just turned twenty? Is the information wrong?"

"There is such a powerful young man in Saluzzo, why not keep him at home and train him, and let him play around with the silly girl from Bologna?"

The crowd was talking a lot.

Victor's eyes were full of fear, and with the momentum shown by Lothar at this moment, even he couldn't help but feel a hint of fear from the bottom of his heart.

but.

Momentum returns to momentum.

"It's nothing more than pretense."

"If you are so strong, how could you be forced into this situation by me?"

"Besides, you're not the only one with a trump card!"

Victor let out a long wolf howl, and his already huge body grew again. However, compared with the huge shadow of the demon dragon, this change was no different than nothing.

His arms, two winding bone blades growing out of the flesh and blood of his forearms, extended another half meter in length with a clang.

Victor's knees were slightly bent, and his whole body was like a spring that had been fully charged. As he flew into the air, he left two deep footprints on the solid granite slabs that covered the court square.

boom--

The two almost unanimously chose to attack.

The long sword swings out its double blades.

After transforming into a half-dragon and empowered by Lavinia's Law, Lothar's speed at this time was not inferior to Victor's. In addition, before he entered the world of combat records, he had trained with Cellinina for a period of time. An assassin-type enemy with his own set of countermeasures.

For a moment, Lothar suppressed Victor, who was at full strength, at a disadvantage.

The wolves watching were whispering.

Victor tried hard to control himself and not to be distracted and listen to what they were saying, but even if he didn't listen, he could roughly guess it.

This feeling made him feel even more ashamed and angry.

The dignified Wolf Lord's inner guard was actually suppressed and beaten by a little-known young junior. This is the shame of the Yaxi family and the shame of the Wolf Lord!

click -

The fiery red blade struck at his shoulder, easily cutting off his entire arm.

Victor quickly backed away dozens of meters and looked at Lothar in disbelief.

Lothar danced her sword in a leisurely manner: "You dare to be distracted when you are fighting with me?"

The anger in Victor's heart became more intense. He stretched out his hand and wiped the black magic fire that was burning on the wound as if it was a gangrene, and the flame was extinguished immediately.

But his broken arm was completely burned by the demonic fire in just a moment, leaving only the sharp bone blade embedded in the flesh, still intact.

As for those ordinary Sassari centurions, without the blessing of the full moon night, the gap in strength between Lothar and Lothar has been further widened. At this time, let alone the courage to take action against Lothar, they are really Once it's on, it won't pose much of a threat to Lothar.

"good very good."

Victor sneered, and his originally anxious mind quickly calmed down.

stab-

He tore off the scorched skin of the severed arm, and while the blood was dripping, a brand new arm grew again. He opened his arm and gently held it, and the sharp bone blade that fell on the ground returned to his hand.

next moment.

It's like time is frozen.

From Lothar's perspective, Victor's body was still grasping the bone blade. The next moment, he passed through the barrier of space and came to Lavinia's back.

The strong wind struck, and the bone blade slashed down hard.

His speed is too fast.

Lavinia couldn't react at all. As soon as she said the word "law", the hairs on her neck stood up. The wild intuition derived from the blood of the advanced wolf tribe made her very sure that whatever she did next, Any action will result in death.

boom--

At the critical moment, Lothar hit Victor hard.

While knocking him over, two sharp bone blades cut open the armor on Lothar's body. The hot dragon's blood spattered out, and the moment it hit the air, it immediately ignited into a ball of fire.

"Go away!"

Victor kicked Lothar away and then attacked Lavinia again. He knew very well that this guy from the Saluzzo family was actually quite tenacious. If Lothar was entangled, the situation would be like before. Unfavorable circumstances develop.

As long as we get rid of this woman from the Bologna family first, everything will still be under control!

But at this time, Lavinia also reacted.

Just because she has little combat experience, it doesn't mean that she is less talented at the combat level. Golden thorn bushes quickly climbed from her arms to her body.

In just a moment, a pair of golden armor was formed, just like the heroic Valkyrie in myths and legends.

"Law: Retreat!"

The manifestation of the law is a thorn, because as long as you touch it, you will pay the price.

Victor knew this very well, so he did not retreat, and endured the backlash of the law on him, swinging his double blades and slashing them down.

Keng——

Golden thorns formed a shield in front of Lavinia.

But the pair of sharp bone blades given by the Wolf Lord were almost indestructible, and they easily split the shining golden shield from its center.

Even if she switched to the "Valkyrie" state, Lavinia, who had not received much special melee training since she was a child, was no match for Victor, and she quickly became overwhelmed.

But it was only a short delay.

Lothar rushed forward again.

Victor had to redirect his firepower and attack with both blades.

"Since you are looking for death, I will help you!"

He grinned with sharp teeth and earthworm-like veins, bulging high. It was obvious that his speed had reached the extreme, but at this extreme, it actually climbed another level.

Maybe it's a secret technique, or maybe it's some stimulating secret medicine.

But Lothar knew very well that the opponent's violent state could never be maintained for a long time, just like he would not easily use the dragon's breath at the beginning. The trump card should only be used in critical moments.

Victor's speed was getting faster and faster. In the eyes of others, they could only see the afterimages, as if there were countless Victors attacking Lothar at the same time. Lothar's defense soon became unable to withstand this terrifying offensive.

As hundreds of Victor's figures rushed towards Lothar from all directions at the same time.

Even with the blessing of the law, Lothar's defense was finally broken through.

Countless scars appeared on the black magic armor, like beautiful ice-cracked porcelain. Lothar's movements became slower and slower, and his vitality flowed away quickly along with the flame-like blood.

"Lotha!"

Lavinia anxiously cast one law after another, but the weakening law had almost no effect on Victor, who was now in a "violent state". The blessing of the law, no matter how hard it was, could not resurrect the dead.

"Pity."

"This boy from the Saluzzo family is still too young. This must be the secret skill of the Axis family. In order to save the girl from the Bologna family, he rashly attacked her and lost his life in vain."

"That's right, when faced with this violent secret technique, you should avoid its sharp edges in time, instead of blindly coming up to confront them head-on."

"Maybe this is love."

"I thought I could witness the birth of a new legend in the wolf clan today."

"There are no living legends in the wolf clan. His ability to achieve this level has surpassed 99% of the younger generation of wolves."

The onlookers of the wolf clan were talking a lot, and even the hostile families who were not on good terms with the Saluzzo family couldn't help but have a look of regret on their faces.

"Hey, ridiculous guy, do you still remember what I said to you?"

Victor came to Lothar, grabbed his head with one hand, and placed the bone blade across Lothar's neck with the other hand.

"In all these years, you are still the only one who has forced me to do this. I will keep your head well. It is your honor."

"Goodbye."

"no, do not want!"

"Please!"

Lavinia's desperate screams were heard in his ears, but Victor felt even more happy. He sneered and said, "Don't worry, wait a moment below, I will send your woman to reunite with you soon."

He smiled and used force on his hands.

But when the sharp bone blade touched the soft neck, the feeling was like indestructible fine steel.

There was a hint of astonishment subconsciously on his face.

When he looked down, he saw a pair of golden vertical pupils shining brightly under the damaged helmet.

next moment.

The terrifying dragon flames swallowed up Victor standing in front of Lothar in an instant, and the snow on the entire long street was burned clean.

The air twists.

Extremely high temperatures, even hundreds of meters away, can cause hair to become charred and frizzy.

The flame soon extinguished due to the inability to follow.

Only a burst of black smoke was left.

"How is this going?"

"what happened?"

The wolves looked at each other.

But there was a sound of footsteps.

In the spotlight.

A huge, burnt-black ferocious wolf head was kicked out of the black smoke like a gourd rolling on the ground.

A young man wearing a broken armor, holding a helmet, slowly walked out of the black smoke, came to the Miss Judge with tears still hanging on her eyelashes, smiled and extended a hand.

"Ah, why are you still crying?"