In the Middle Ages, People Drew Cards to Be Promoted to Nobility.

Chapter 681: Battle on the Back

The demonic dragon that covered the clouds and the sun was hovering up and down, and the scorching flames spurted out from the gaps in the dark black scales, like a meteor dragging its long tail flames. The dragon flames scattered along the way were as thick as oil, falling down. Still burning on the sea.

But even while it was burning, there were still countless schools of fish rushing forward, emerging from the sea, and rushing into the dragon flames like moths to a flame, just to get close to the dragon's blood that was so rich that all marine creatures could not refuse.

Thin beads of sweat seeped down from Viviana's forehead, tying her platinum hair into locks.

The hell-like environment of the demon dragon made it difficult for her to move forward.

The dragon's body is not that good. Every adult high-level dragon's body is a small world of its own, like a divine domain owned by half a god.

The dragon's body surface is pretty good, and its belly is like a giant furnace.

Any dragon slayer who entertains the idea of ​​entering the dragon's belly and stirring up trouble will end up with no bones left, without exception.

Viviana left many scars on the demon dragon's back, but you can see them with the naked eye. These scars are shining with red light, dispelling the spiritual glow left by the sword in her hand, and every flesh bud is squirming. , new scales are sprouting rapidly.

Viviana has ruled out the possibility of killing the giant dragon, but she still has no idea of ​​evacuating. She has made up her mind to find the identity of Mahamu II in this boundless purgatory. trace.

Roar--

Roaring sounds came from the flames, and one after another ferocious beasts composed of dragon flames were lurking, waiting for her to reveal her flaws.

Viviana knew very well that these monsters were inexhaustible.

She suddenly jumped into the air, and where she was originally, a sharp bone spur came out, almost piercing her combat boots.

But as she flew up, a ferocious beast immediately pounced out.

A large net made of swords quickly opened, and the ferocious beasts that were saved were turned into countless pieces while they were still in mid-air. But at this moment, another hidden killing move, a stream of fire arrows, was fired. Come.

It seems insignificant, but even in the flame purgatory, Viviana can feel that the surrounding temperature has increased again.

boom--

The huge impact was like a trebuchet, throwing Viviana's soft body heavily into the distance.

Like flowing fire as thick as grease, it slid down Viviana's body surface. It could be vaguely seen that her combat uniform was covered with a layer of transparent ripples. The magic warrior was not a crispy mage. Viviana's mental power It's still plenty, and her defense is at its peak.

Viviana coughed lightly and suppressed the blood boiling in her chest. In this world of fire, her mental power had been suppressed to a very small extent. She wanted to find Mahamu in this environment. The traces of the second generation are very difficult.

But just because it's difficult, doesn't mean she can't do it. It just requires her to be determined to die.

"To be honest, I would rather die than lie!"

She whispered the code of chivalry that had long been outdated in the industrial era. After just taking a short rest, she rushed into the flames without hesitation.

Her movements were extremely agile and swift. From time to time, evil beasts would jump out of the flames and crash into her body, but they would either pass through like a shadow, or they would be cut in two by a sharp sword shadow. part.

But such a fast shuttle also greatly accelerated the consumption of her mental energy.

If she were to reserve the mental energy to fight Mahamu II, the remaining energy would most likely not be enough to support her evacuation.

As if she felt something, the female knight was still running. A spiritual candle quietly lit up on the sword blade in her hand. The female knight reached out and extinguished the candle without hesitation, causing it to quickly collapse into a deep darkness.

But in this world of flames, the time that darkness can last is too short. It only takes a moment before it is swallowed up.

However, the darkness disappeared, and Viviana's figure also disappeared.

Accompanied by the clang of the sword.

In the midst of nothingness, a sharp sword struck the scepter.

Mahamu II's figure suddenly appeared, his eyes full of disbelief.

His current state does not look like a human being at all. His dragon-taming bloodline is obviously more advanced than Orhan's and has been developed to a deeper level. With the help of blood connections, he can borrow the power of three demonic dragons in a short period of time.

But this power is not enough to support him to face a powerful enemy like the Candle Knight.

In just a few short rounds, Mahamu II was already overwhelmed. If it weren't for the surrounding sea of ​​​​fire, he fought one after another and saved a large group of strange beasts. He entangled Viviana at all costs and even used his body to resist her offensive. , Mahamu II may now hate the northwest.

Under the support of a flaming evil beast, he barely distanced himself.

Mahamu II was frightened for a moment when he saw that he was still surrounded and easily slaughtered a group of evil beasts derived from the power of the three dragons as if they were dancing gracefully.

Her swordsmanship is very elegant. Even Mahamu II, who is an enemy, feels relaxed and happy. She is the goddess Athena in ancient Greek legends, and that's nothing more than that, right?

After all, she was treated as a "star", and she was born into a noble family, so elegance was already engraved in her bones.

"Miss Viviana, the decadent Rome is not worthy of your service. Why don't you come under my command? No matter what the Greek emperor promised you, I will give it to you ten times."

Mahamu II, holding the scepter, spoke sincerely in proficient Greek.

Mahamu II was also a genius. After his first abdication, he worked hard and taught himself Armenian, Greek, Slavic, Hebrew, Persian, Latin, and Arabic. He was a master of languages.

Viviana didn't respond. Her brows were furrowed. More and more evil beasts came one after another. The trump cards they revealed had increased the defense of the three-headed dragon. It would be much more difficult to create such a good opportunity as before.

She couldn't help but sigh.

What a pity.

After all, she consumed too much mental energy, which affected her performance at the critical moment.

Mahamu II said sincerely: "Your strength is weakening. If you continue to fight, you will only end up being burned to ashes by the flames."

Viviana could feel that her physical strength was declining rapidly, but she still didn't stop fighting. There was a price to pay for creating these flame beasts.

The more she consumed the enemy's strength, the more chances the captain would have of winning.

But at this moment,

In the twisted air, a figure flew at high speed and crashed into the close range of the three-headed dragon without hesitation.

In his hand, he held a shining silver cross sword and wore a red and black armor that looked like dragon scales.

Is it the Greek emperor?

Only then did Mahamu II realize that the red and black dragon that had been chasing him had disappeared without a trace.

Where did it go?

With such a strong breath of a high-level dragon and such a huge shadow that was not inferior to the three-headed dragon, how did it hide its whereabouts?

If he didn't come riding a dragon, how did this guy get here?

Mahamu II was puzzled, but he didn't have time to think carefully.

The attackers who rashly broke into the hell of fire have changed from one to two. Perhaps for the three-headed dragon, this is not a big danger. As long as it is given time, it will be able to eliminate the enemy sooner or later, but it is different for Mahamu II.

"I'm late. This guy flew too fast."

It was definitely very dangerous to break into the dragon's close range, but unfortunately, the weakening effect of this fire field on him was almost non-existent.

Viviana nodded slightly: "It's a little late indeed."

If both of them were in peak condition, the current situation would be much better.

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