Chapter 586 Dragon Slaying Battle (Part 2)
The heavily armored knight jumped down from behind the ugly and ferocious ghost.
He frowned, the scene in front of him was really horrifying. In this world, there may be legends of ghosts slaughtering villages and dragons attacking cities, but most of them are in remote areas. It is still shocking to see a monster turning an entire prosperous city into a ghostland.
Lavinia fell to the ground, and the golden law weapon wrapped her like a Valkyrie.
She looked at the burning house, the evil ghosts emerging hideously in the flames, and the mortals screaming miserably. She opened her mouth but said nothing.
In the Apennine Peninsula under the rule of the wolf tribe, although the order was relatively chaotic, there were often street crimes and hundreds of people fighting, which affected many innocent people, but such a scene had never been heard of.
The giant riot she and Lothar encountered in Turin was a rare accident.
She originally thought that the extraordinary power in this world would be rarer and of a lower level, but she did not expect that it was precisely because of this that the monsters were committing crimes and no one could control them - or rather, no one was willing to control them.
Lavinia whispered softly: "Unrestrained extraordinary power is a disaster for the world, but what can prevent these extraordinary people from acting recklessly?"
Lothar took a deep breath and tried to withdraw his eyes from the tragic scene in front of him and cast his eyes on the terrifying ghost dragon in the sky that flapped its wings like wings hanging from the sky.
The dragon blood in his body resonated with this ghost dragon, which meant that the other party also belonged to the dragon species whose blood power could be robbed by him.
But does this thing really have blood?
It looked like it had no entity, just a ball of dragon-shaped smoke.
"You are here too, Demon Duke."
Shemaier looked at Lothar deeply, and stabbed the magic wand in his hand into the ground fiercely. The terrifying spiritual storm swept out of his body without reservation and poured into the magic wand.
"Although it's a little earlier than I expected."
The spiritual storm gave off a terrifying sense of oppression, like a volcano about to erupt.
"What kind of spell is this?"
"There seems to be a spatial fluctuation. Master Shemaier is also good at spatial spells?"
On the city wall, more than a dozen spellcasters from the advisory group were hesitating whether to take action.
"Hey, didn't Governor Adil ask us for help?"
"That's what he said, but who are we helping? Don't forget, Governor Adil asked us to subdue or kill this beast that slaughtered the city, but now it seems that this monster was clearly summoned by Master Shemaier."
"Indeed, the matter is very clear. Someone assassinated Master Shemaier, so Master Shemaier summoned this fierce dragon. We can't help the assassin to deal with our own people, right?"
"This"
Many spellcasters pretended to be confused, and no one stood up to offer to help Shemaier.
"Let's watch the battle first. The spells cast by Master Shemaier are really terrifying. Looking at him, even if someone says that he has completely stepped into the legendary realm, I still believe it."
The spellcasters have their own ulterior motives.
Some people stared at the wedge-shaped stone slabs surrounding Shemaier with shining eyes, while others looked surprised and carefully observed the spells that Shemaier was about to cast.
Their relationship with Shemaier was not harmonious, because many of them were not orthodox spellcasters, and their powers were different. Their combat power might not be much weaker than Shemaier, but their knowledge reserves were far behind.
So they were not looked down upon by Shemaier. When he encountered an enemy at this time, these people were unwilling to help him.
At this time, Losar and his party had already felt a strong sense of suffocation. The space on all sides seemed to be torn apart from this world, and dense arcs of electricity bounced off in the space cracks with a crackling sound.
This guy actually wanted to smash Losar and his party, as well as the space they were in!
Fulin's white hair was flying, and blood magic power continued to burst out with the support of the magic source.
"Don't worry, sir, just let me deal with this old thing."
She had a confident smile on her face, bone spurs pierced through the flesh, forming armor that covered half of her body, and a blood-red magic sword with a huge eyeball on the hilt emerged from her palm, supported by wide blood-red bat wings.
The next moment.
Shemaier, who was casting a spell on the spot, suddenly disappeared.
In front of him, the world was covered with a layer of blood-colored gauze. Looking around, the palace gate that was originally full of ruins and evil land was replaced by a world full of blood.
Wearing a crown of bones, Fulin, who seemed to be the queen of this blood-colored world, folded her hands on her chest, the blood-colored magic sword was suspended beside her, and the wings behind her were slowly vibrating.
"Welcome to my world, you old, ugly thing that can't squeeze out a single drop of sweet blood from your body."
"This is..."
A trace of surprise and anger flashed across Shemaier's face, but he quickly calmed down and began to look for a way to escape from the bloody world.
The power of the ghost dragon comes from the wedge-shaped stone slab on his body. Without his support, the ghost dragon will fall in rank in a short time.
"While Fulin pulls Shemaier into her blood pool world, let's destroy this ghost dragon as soon as possible!"
Losa ordered loudly.
Although Fulin's strength has been raised to the full level of the first stage after the eliteization, and her strength has greatly increased, Lothar really has no confidence in defeating Shemaier, who has obviously improved in strength, in a one-on-one fight.
Fortunately, Fulin's blood pool is not destroyed, so she will not die. Her vitality is the strongest among them. It should be no problem to hold Shemaier back.
Hans and Veneto looked at each other. They also wanted to help, but facing this ghost dragon, they felt that they could not use their strength.
"Don't stand there, both of you. Be alert everywhere. Don't forget that this is the enemy's lair."
Lothar scolded, and the pressure of the dark lord in his body burst out with all his strength under the stimulation of the dragon blood. The familiar dragon phantom slowly emerged behind him, but the dragon phantom that seemed so huge in the past became a small one compared to the terrifying ghost dragon hovering in the sky.
While he was exuding momentum.
The ghost dragon's eyes, which were shining red in the black mist and were countless times larger than lanterns, immediately looked at him.
Perhaps it recognized this enemy from his previous life, or perhaps it was the dragon blood in Lothar's body that made it feel envious after losing its body. It immediately abandoned Prajna and her ghost-faced shield, which it had been extremely greedy for and wanted to devour immediately, and swooped down towards Lothar.
The terrifying sense of oppression seemed as if the entire sky had fallen on Lothar's head.
"Holy!"
In Lothar's hands, golden light gathered, and every pattern on the holy cross plate armor on his body became shining, and the whole person seemed like a god descended to the world.
Holy Spear!
Facing such a powerful enemy, there was no room for holding back.
Black scales covered his whole body, and his fangs pierced his lower lip.
Half-dragon transformation was performed simultaneously, and his heart, which was extremely powerful under the nourishment of dragon blood, beat rapidly, pumping endless power into the holy spear in his hand.
Lothar leaned back, and the power penetrated his whole body. His body was like a big bow, and he threw the holy spear in his hand fiercely.
The holy spear flew out of his hand, leaving a clear golden mark in the black sky.
The face of the ghost dragon was full of greed. Facing this artifact that could be regarded as destructive to any dark creature, he had no intention of retreating. His bloody mouth opened, and a dragon breath that gathered infinite negative energy swept towards Losa.
In the mid-air surrounded by black clouds.
Two azure sword beams suddenly fell.
While Prajna and Losa attracted the attention of the ghost dragon, Cherinina, who had been lurking for a long time, drew her sword again at this critical moment. The two seemed to have a telepathic connection, without dodging, and fully vented the power in their bodies.
The sword beam hit the ghost dragon's head, and the force of strangling the throat seemed to be literally, causing the ghost dragon to stop half of its dragon breath.
Immediately afterwards, the holy spear penetrated into its mouth like golden lightning.
Ang——
A roar full of anger and pain sounded, and in the sky, the whole ghost dragon was tumbling in pain.
Around, countless souls were attracted by the screams and were about to rise to the sky and throw themselves into the ghost dragon's body to repair its injuries, but the door of hell in Prajna's hand had already opened first.
The ghost face relief that was cut open from the middle let out a sinister laugh.
Countless souls swarmed into it. The ghost dragon tried its best to pull the dead souls into its body, but it could only take away half of the control.
Boom——
The golden glow was like a big sun, suddenly appearing in the dark sky.
Behind Jeanna, the wings composed of holy light that were burning like flames slowly vibrated, and a golden ring hung above her head, and the holy light condensed into a golden armor.
In her hand, the holy spear that had just penetrated the ghost dragon's body returned to her hand again.
"Holy!"
A low chant sounded in everyone's heart.
The golden holy spear once again flew towards the ghost dragon with the law of cause and effect.