In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 703

c700 Tiamat, the Dragon of Ascension

Lothar leaped on his horse and raised his whip, left the hussars who surrounded him, and came to the front of the formation alone, causing all the crusaders to scream in surprise.

Philip Augustus frowned and said: “What is this guy going to do? Have a knightly duel with the pagans? What time has it been!”

Europe does have a tradition of duels before battle, but they often occur during territorial conflicts between lower-class nobles.

Due to the backward siege technology and the defenders clinging to the castle, even if the attackers had a strength advantage, it would be difficult for them to win, or in other words, they would win at a slight cost.

On the other hand, the defenders also have to endure the harsh environment in the castle. They also have to consider how their territory will be plundered and their citizens massacred. Even if the enemy retreats, how will they clean up the mess?

In addition, most of the time, the offensive and defensive sides are related to each other. In order to avoid turning the battle into a protracted and mutually damaging war of attrition, this tradition of dueling before the battle came into being.

In addition, most of the soldiers participating in the war in this era were non-professional soldiers, and their organization level was low. They had to constantly boost everyone’s morale before the war could be fought.

The witch behind her nodded and said: “Look at this posture, it looks like.”

Philip’s tone became more urgent: “That’s a magic dragon, with its wings spread out, it can cover the sun. What is he doing out there? Using the sword in his hand to trim the monster’s scales? Why don’t you send that one right away?” The glorious knight takes action!”

“Don’t worry, Your Majesty. Duke Lothar said that he has a way to deal with the dragon. I don’t think he would joke about such a big thing.”

The witch consultant next to her said with a chuckle. She was chewing the coffee beans that were just becoming popular in her mouth. After chewing this refreshing little thing for a long time, it tasted as bad as sawdust, but all its shortcomings were that it was weak. In front of the effect of helping to restore mental strength, it is no longer important.

“Furthermore, I told you that Duke Lothar is very powerful. If he really dares to carry an armed sword to slay a dragon, he will definitely be scraping bones instead of pedicures. Let’s wait and see.”

Philip hummed softly: “Of course I know, he is not a madman. He is the one who will suffer the most when the Crusaders are finished.”

“The way you are now is not like the wise and steady you you were in the past.”

“It’s just that the stakes are high.”

“I think you are just scared.”

The witch hiding in the shadows behind her had her red lips slightly raised.

The cunning fox sitting behind the scenes, who is good at calculating people’s hearts, turns out to have such a fragile side. Although he is also a rare and outstanding monarch, compared with that one, he is really far behind – no wonder there are so many powerful characters cast in him. under his command.

The magic dragon in the sky covered the clouds and cast a shadow that engulfed Lothar.

Lothar raised an arm, and a small and exquisite hand crossbow appeared in his hand. As his power was poured into it, the hand crossbow expanded rapidly and turned into a giant crossbow as tall as a person.

Its surface is covered with mottled rust marks, which are the dragon’s blood full of resentment left by the dragon that was buried under this crossbow in the past.

In Lothar’s ears and before his eyes, countless giant dragon ghosts were dragging their illusory bodies and roaring at him – but these vicious creatures could only pass through his body again and again in vain, unable to harm him at all.

After all, this thing has become his exclusive prop, so what if it can bite the owner at every turn?

Although it is useless even if it is eaten.

“The Duke plans to shoot that guy down with a crossbow?”

“That thing, even if it is shot, it will only damage a scale. What use can it be?”

“There will definitely be a miracle. After all, that is the victor Lothar. Since he arrived in the Holy Land, we have never failed.”

The expressions of the Crusaders were all different. From the outside, the comparison of strength between the two was too great. But in their hearts, they all hoped that Lothar could really deal with the demon dragon, and that the miracle in their eyes would really come. ——This is what everyone hopes for!

It was as if endless power, like a dam bursting, was transferred from Lothar’s body and poured into the dragon-shooting crossbow in his hand. Visible to the naked eye, in its arrow slot, a golden arrow was rapidly taking shape.

The power of the dragon-shooting crossbow without the crossbow arrows has indeed been greatly reduced, but this reduced power seems to have the momentum to make up for it as Lothar invests his power regardless of the cost.

On the dragon’s back, Iris was laughing wantonly. The smile on the face of this lord of the abyss, which was unlocked by the demon hunter, suddenly stopped. At this time, it was connected to the mind of the demon dragon under it, and it was natural that it could also feel Tiama. Especially the fear of that rusty giant crossbow.

It was a magical weapon that had killed countless giant dragons and was cursed by many dragon clans, a murderous weapon!

Any dragon who sees this murderous weapon should destroy it at any cost!

But unfortunately, it seems that its mind is not sound enough, or it may be that most of the dragons that make up its “soul” are low-quality goods. There is very little anger in its heart, and more of it is fear.

This sentiment also infected Elis.

It knows better than Shemeier what kind of “personality” its opponent has.

To be honest, it actually doesn’t want to have anything to do with this guy named Lothar anymore, but since it was suppressed by the power of the rules that day and signed the contract, it can feel the terror every once in a while. “calling”.

Once, it was clearly enjoying a blood meal, and when it woke up, it found that its soul had almost been sucked away – if it hadn’t broken free in time, it would have been eaten alive.

“Damn it, I just want to regain my strength in this world and return to the abyss, but you insist on detaining me as a slave!”

The more Iris thought about it, the angrier and angrier she became, and she grew evil and courageous. She urged the dragon to lower its head and let out a mouthful of five-color dragon flames.

As Luosala opened her bowstring and aimed it at the magic dragon above her head, a golden ray of law fell from the sky and fell on him, turning his mount and armor into a golden color, as if given by God. Divine power requires agents in the human world to use it to kill evil dragons.

There was total silence on the field.

Many people held their breath and stared at this scene.

There were also countless Crusaders who no longer dared to look directly at this miracle, and fell to their knees, praying devoutly.

…

On the opposite side, Shemaier also had a look of solemnity on his face: “Another divine weapon…”

Divine weapon is a general term, and it is not uncommon for Shemael. He can kill many gods with one hand, let alone the weapons they left behind.

But the piece that Lothar took out was obviously not an ordinary thing. It was an artifact that was no less inferior to the holy spear in the hand of the so-called “Angel Falling to Dust” dazzling knight.

Even from his perspective, among all the artifacts he had seen in his life, only a wedge-shaped clay tablet stabilized one end.

But the value of the wedge-shaped clay tablet cannot be described as a simple artifact. It represents the extraordinary inheritance of an ancient civilization. For any orthodox wizard, this is much better than an artifact.

Of course, those wild people definitely can’t be counted. They will most likely throw this thing away as garbage.

Also since the death of Alexander, Egypt has changed hands repeatedly, and the inheritance has been broken. If it were to be a thousand-year empire like the Eastern Empire, no matter what, there would have to be a wizard of Anna’s level to inherit the mantle of the previous generation.

“Sure enough, this guy is not that easy to deal with.”

Schemel murmured softly.

“It’s a pity that you don’t know how strong a true legend can be.”

Pieces of wedge-shaped clay tablets rose out of thin air, like stars surrounding the sun, rotating around Shemael.

He stretched out a finger, pointed at the sky, and uttered two words.

“Ascending to God!”

Among the clouds, there seemed to be a staircase to the sky looming.

The evil dragon was opening its bloody mouth and spitting out five-color dragon flames. Its entire body was bathed in infinite light. When it reappeared, the mottled color blocks and different wings had all melted. For a whole.

Black scales, red horns, and three pairs of fiery red wings vibrated slowly.

It is no longer a fusion beast that is simply and crudely pieced together, but a true high-level dragon. It has the same nature as the Indominus Dragon, but is undoubtedly countless times more powerful.