People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 647 Shipping
The gaps in the giant red and black dragon's scales looked like cracked earth, and the dragon's flames turned into a rain of fire, pouring down onto the earth.

The power that had been reserved originally burst out without hesitation at this moment. Even the divine realm filled with a layer of green mist seemed to be ignited by the dragon flames that surged out in an instant.

The scorching heat filled the entire divine world.

In the eyes of the Bull-Headed God in disbelief, the huge beast flew from the sky like a black lightning and directly knocked his body to the ground. The dragon's claws pressed down on his horns, and from its open bloody mouth, blazing red flames spewed out.

impossible.

How can you escape the judgment of Anubis!
Anubis is the god of death with a jackal's head in Egyptian mythology. He is a subordinate god of Osiris, the god of the underworld, and that is why he can borrow strength from him. In his opinion, even an ancient dragon would suffer heavy damage if faced with this, not to mention the destruction of his soul.

But Lothar seemed to be unaffected at all. He broke free from his spell and tore apart the phantom of Anubis he had created, causing him to suffer a huge backlash.

A ray of flaming light was reflected in front of the Bull-Headed God’s eyes.

The light in His eyes quickly grew.

boom!
The horrifying flames poured down on His head. His indestructible body was burned red at this moment, and the edges showed signs of melting.

You must know that this is not the body of His true god in the past. Its essence is just the body of a spellcaster that has been transformed by divine power. No matter how omnipotent the divine power is, it is impossible to transform a mortal body into a divine body in such a short time.

The giant dragon that had gained a suppressive position obviously had no intention of holding back. The dragon flame that used to consume all of its strength with one bite now continued to output as if it didn't need any consumption at all.

Even Lothar himself felt that the scales around his mouth and nose had turned red. The temperature in his body had reached a new peak in a very short time. Now, his flesh and blood seemed to be made of molten fire.

But Long Yan's output did not stop.

No other ancient dragon would be able to achieve this level unless they had his special ability of being almost immune to all fire.

At the same time, a ray of golden light flew in from outside the divine realm and landed on him, directly restoring a large part of his almost exhausted strength. The effect was immediate and much stronger than the mental power recovery potion that Anna had given him.

Not only did the dragon power and mental strength in his body recover rapidly, but even the output efficiency of his dragon flame was raised again. The rich red and black color of the dragon flame he spewed out disappeared in an instant, becoming translucent and impossible to capture with the naked eye.

But what was visible to the naked eye was that all the plants in the Divine Realm of Fertility exploded and turned into ashes with a bang.

Wait until the dragon flame dissipates.

The body of the bull-headed giant god, who was originally majestic and tall, has completely disappeared, leaving only a cluster of dim flames, with new flesh and blood tissue rapidly proliferating around it as the core.

"Vile blasphemer!"

With tremendous rage, the Minotaur Apis was about to re-manifest his body. His new body had been destroyed, which meant that the divine power he invested in it was wasted, his ambition to become the Ennead God, and his revival were all in vain.

Even now, He couldn't even fall asleep again.

"That's the sacred fire of Apis!"

Lothar realized Apis's thoughts at the first moment. This guy wanted to fight to the death!

But that's it.

The girl holding two swords was like a tiny insect compared to the giant god. Her sharp aura appeared out of thin air, and even Apis, who was trying his best to mobilize his divine power, felt a foreboding of death in his heart.

Keng——

The sword energy swept over like a storm and enveloped the divine fire.

Executioner traits applied.

Forcefully kills enemies with less than 10% health.

The final trump card has not yet been revealed.

This temporarily revived ancient god roared unwillingly as the sword energy cut into his divine fire like a whirlwind.

Accompanied by a harsh roar.

That divine fire that seemed to never go out was extinguished.

The dragon transformed back into human form and landed on the back of the waiting Eclipse in the distance.

"Is that guy dead?"

Cherinina suddenly appeared behind Losa.

"Maybe."

Losa heard the system prompt sound in his ear.

The experience has been gained. Even an ancient god, a centipede that is still alive even after death, is expected to be completely destroyed this time.

Unfortunately, there was no special reward. He was only able to level up two levels and gain ten attribute points, which he put into spirit as usual to enhance his spellcasting ability.

The milestone of the feat of killing gods was achieved when he killed the crocodile god Sobek, and it was the completion of this milestone that gave him the blood of the Dragonborn.

To be honest, the strength of this ancient god Apis is quite strong. The difference between him and the crocodile god Sobek that he killed in Montreal is like that of an ant compared to a dragon.

But in fact, although the crocodile god Sobek is not particularly famous and is not included in the list of the Ennead, he is also the main god of the Faiyum region and is regarded as the patron saint of the Nile River. His status is second only to the Ennead. In terms of the throne of God, he is obviously superior to Apis, or at least on an equal footing.

But Sobek's situation was clearly much worse.

This is the way it should be. The age of gods has long passed, and the remaining ancient gods should be the lingering ones like Sobek, whose power can be exerted less than that of a mid-to-high-level spellcaster.

So there is something wrong with this Apis.

The first thing Lothar thought of was the wedge-shaped clay tablet that enabled the ghost dragon to ascend to godhood in Rashid. If that guy Shemaier really had a way to perfectly revive the ancient gods, he would definitely be a huge threat.

Apis is just a god of fertility, and he is restrained by his own attributes. He has to use so many trump cards to kill him. If a god like Anubis who is not restrained by his attributes comes, it will be even more difficult to defeat him.

Not to mention the real nine main gods.

"It seems that the decisive battle with the Saracens is not foolproof."

However, with Lothar's current strength, there is only one way for him to make further progress in the short term, which is to complete the "simulated battle" script that he has shelved for a long time due to his lack of strength.

In fact, he has almost reached the maximum level and can be upgraded to elite level.

But unlike his followers, even if he became elite, he would only unlock a new talent. He couldn't just spend money to upgrade to the maximum level of the elite stage like his followers. This kind of improvement was not that big of a deal for him.

Moreover, the talent unlocked after the Sun King template is eliteized, called "Well-Trained", is obviously an army-enhancing talent with limited effect on combat effectiveness.

But Lothar is not completely sure about completing the simulated war. Although the Hundred Years' War took place not long after the fall of Constantinople, the Ottoman Empire was not like the European countries. All the extraordinary people were under the jurisdiction of the Crusades or the Holy Church and were not allowed to participate in the Catholic civil war.

Who knows how many powerful extraordinary people worked under the conqueror? At the very least, they were not much inferior to the Wala people of the same period.

Can you really save the collapsing building by yourself?

Cherinina looked at Losa's solemn expression, somewhat puzzled: "Sir, didn't we win?"

"We won, but it wasn't an easy win."

Losa pointed to the top of his head and said, "Someone is watching our performance. We have pulled out too many cards. I didn't want Lavinia to show her strength in this situation. The more cards the enemy discovers, the less chance we have of winning in the final battle."

A trace of doubt appeared on Cherinina's face. "There is no such thing as a sure win in a battle. From the current perspective, we should still have the upper hand. The two kings also have spellcasters around them."

Lothar looked at her puzzled face, subconsciously raised his hand and tidied her messy hair: "It's me who has lost the awareness of being a warrior."

To them, the death of soldiers in battle seemed to be commonplace and a matter of course.

As long as you can win, losses are insignificant.

"But I don't want to cry over any of your dead bodies one day."

Lothar smiled. As a warrior, Cherylina only needed to think about how to fight, but he couldn't just consider this. If the throne could only be built with the corpses of those around him, then he would rather give up.

"I have always been greedy. I not only want to win, but also want to win beautifully, win happily, and win without regrets."

As he spoke, he gently squeezed the horse's belly.

Eclipse ran away, and before leaving, he made a face at Cherinina.

The wolf girl stood there thinking for a while, then followed him.

"What the lady said seems to be true... My Lord, it seems that you do like me a little."

Back to the castle.

Facing people's admiring gazes, Losa suddenly remembered something:

He hasn't used his weekly card draw yet, because he hasn't drawn anything good in a long time, so he saved up for ten draws.

But Losa didn't have high expectations.

After all, he still remembered that the last time he drew a card, he got a pair of purple lace panties, and the one before that, he got an excellent knight's saddle - the same one that Eclipse had on. To say it was useless, it was actually useful.

At least, under the dual flames of him and Eclipse, the saddle was still as strong as new.

With this relaxed attitude.

Losa pulled it out casually.

Ten cards were quickly placed in front of him and turned over one by one.

Purple lace bra, a pipe that never goes out, a well-made guardian pendant, the central fountain of Schönbrunn Palace
The usual blue sky and white clouds.

There was a rare hint of green (four stars), which was the well-made guardian pendant. It could hold up a protective shield and was considered a pretty good life-saving equipment.

Losa continued to flip through the pages.

There are still blue sky and white clouds, and some useless miscellaneous items such as pocket watches and chairs.

Until the end.

He had already given up hope of shipping the goods and opened the box perfunctorily.

Immediately afterwards, a golden glow directly filled his ocean of consciousness.

There was a card with brilliant golden glow floating in the middle, and on the top of the frame, there was a relief decoration of a giant black dragon flapping its wings as if about to fly.

It’s actually shipped!