Chapter 1973 Death of Red Winged Dragon
When I asked 'Why is Seghart called the Lord of the City of Light?', Red Winged Dragon said with great nostalgia: "When you have seen a laser thousands of meters long, you will understand the terror of 'light'. "
"I think I already understand." The corners of my eyes twitched, and I was a little frightened as I said, "How big is the main hall where the Lord of the City of Light is?"
The red winged dragon raised his head: "It's about the same size as this hall."
"That is to say."
The Red Winged Dragon seemed to read my thoughts: "Yes, his laser can reach the end of the hall. If you happen to be standing on the same line as the laser. I can't tell you what will happen. After all, you are my Lord's acquaintance." Human beings, too bloody and cruel scenes will scare your fragile heart and fragile reason."
".No, thank you. You have made it very clear. I probably know what will happen after the hit."
"Then let's get down to business." A pair of vertical pupils of the Red Winged Dragon turned to me and said slowly: "With the two weapons in your hands, how many days will it take to kill my current body?"
"To be honest, I don't know." He glanced at the Odachi in distress, and then at Xilan's Demonic Sword: "If you use this short Dachi, it may take longer."
"Really?" Red Winged Dragon sighed: "Then use that Chotachi sword and do everything possible to kill me. Remember, it must be done quickly. It is best to finish it before my physical strength recovers. This way, it will be better for you." You and I are both fine.”
"Understood" I raised the Odachi high: "I can go to the next level, and your soul can return to the Dragon Clan's territory earlier, and dying of exhaustion seems very conscientious."
"As long as you understand," Red Winged Dragon said with eyes: "Come on, aim for the neck and chop it. Although the dragon scales on the neck may be stronger than those on other parts of the body, the neck is thin!"
"Got it, drink it!"
I yelled and it was my turn to behead.
I heard a crisp sound, and the huge force of the shock almost knocked the knife out of my hand.
"Although you have the mind of a strong man, your strength is still no different than that of a maggot." Red Winged Dragon sighed deeply, feeling a little sad: "If this continues, how many years and months will it take for me to return to my hometown and be with my Lord?" To accompany you?"
I smiled, feeling embarrassed for the first time because my strength was too small.
The moment I picked up the Odachi, the voice of the Odachi rang in my mind: "Comparing the strength of the dragon scale with the strength of your attack, you would have to cut it for two days and two nights in a row to break through its defense. It's two days and two nights, brat, I'm annoyed if you're not tired, forget it, just think of it as helping you, you just need to lift it up normally, and leave the rest to me."
Although I didn’t quite understand the meaning of the Odachi, since it had expressed its stance, I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I immediately raised the sword and prepared a second slash.
At the moment when the blade was parallel to the straight arms, a huge feeling of heaviness came from the blade.
This weight is so exaggerated that in front of it, the strength of my arms seems like an ant facing Mount Tai, letting it fall freely.
With a soft sound, the Red Winged Dragon's head detached from its body.
The blade continued to fall and soon sank into the floor tiles for more than half a meter before finally stopping.
I struggled to pull the Odachi out of the floor tiles and looked at the blade. Apart from a little dust, there were no scratches.
"This is my true weight," Odachi said: "I can even split this city in the sky in half, but the premise is that you must have enough strength to match."
"I'm so sorry that I'm weak."
"No need to apologize, as long as this brat like you can get stronger every day, I will be very happy," Odachi said angrily.
"You're still doing well." The Red Winged Dragon blinked its head. Although there was blood lying on the ground, and its head was separated from its body, its eyes were still bright and full of life: "I'm very impressed. I’m surprised that a human like you can actually possess that level of power.”
"Uh, um. Ha, you are absolutely right. That is the strength I have hidden for a long time!" I bared my teeth and showed a proud smile.
"You don't even make a draft when you lie. You have the demeanor of the previous owner of this sword when he was young!" Odachi said half-praisingly and half-sarcastically.
I automatically filter out the sarcastic parts.
"You're right" Red Winged Dragon chuckled: "Whether it's a weapon's own attributes or something else, it all belongs to the user's own strength."
"Then here, allow me to congratulate you." The Red Winged Dragon's expression instantly became arrogant: "Congratulations, human, you defeated the flame dragon Xi Seren, and successfully passed the test of the lower level of Amon. I hope you can continue to work hard. , don’t live up to my Lord’s expectations.”
After saying that, its eyes began to look dazed, which was a sign that its soul was about to leave the body.
Seeing this, I hurriedly asked: "Excuse me, Your Excellency Flame Dragon Breath Salen, can you give this body of yours to me? I really want to make a real dragon scale coat for my fiancée."
Before the Red Winged Dragon died, he gave me a fierce eye roll.
"You've already died. Besides, this body is just one of your many bodies. Even if you give it to me, there's nothing to lose, right?" I muttered and tied the Red Winged Dragon's body with a rope. Get up, tie a slipknot, and put the Red Winged Dragon's head in your pocket.
After doing all this, I dragged the remaining pterosaur corpses that were not roasted to char, while humming a little tune, and walked towards the portal hidden under the stone platform at the end of the hall.
Peel off the stone and step into the portal.
As soon as I stepped onto the next floor, I was stunned by the sight in front of me.
In the main hall, more than a dozen humanoid creatures were sitting on flying discs made of mud and stone, floating in the air.
Within just a few seconds after I came in, they all turned their heads slowly, staring at me with their exposed left eyes, their gazes all fixed on my body, like sharp lights, piercing the I feel sick all over.
"Hmm," I cleared my throat and said slightly embarrassed, "Well, I didn't mean to disturb you. Please don't forgive me. You can continue to do your business and just treat me like air."
As I spoke, I dragged a large pile of pterosaur carcasses towards the corner.
The humanoid creatures will not listen to me. They are magical life forms created by the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar to destroy the Celestials who invaded here.
At present, although the Sky Tribe people no longer exist, they will continue to attack the humans who invade here until they receive the termination order from the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar.
Ever since, these humanoid creatures moved in unison and floated toward me in unison.
Their eyes are very single, without much emotion, and they don't need much emotion. They only need to do one thing well - to eliminate all intruders and maintain the peace of the Sky City.