In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 704

c701 Shoot the dragon yourself, watch Lothar

“What’s going on, Alice!”

“How did that guy suddenly become so much stronger?”

Although Philip, like Richard, is an outsider who has mastered extraordinary powers, he has also entered the threshold. He still has his own assessment of the dragon in the sky that suddenly changed its image.

Not only Philip was frightened, but also Alice, the witch consultant beside him.

Under her wide robe, her white and tender fists were clenched tightly. Is this the power of legend? Even a “dragonology” scholar who is not known for his combat power can have such terrible power?

Originally, Shemaier used alchemy to forcibly create a living dragon, which was barely within her understanding.

Frankenstein!

A rural wizard with poor skills can forcibly create a synthetic human by repeatedly experimenting at all costs. It seems reasonable for a legendary spellcaster to create a “slightly” larger fusion dragon.

But now, this dragon has been sublimated from a fusion beast into a genuine high-level dragon, and it has entered the divine domain.

Dragons of this strength usually only live in deep mountains and old forests, transforming their territory into the “divine domain”. Even if a legendary spellcaster enters this domain, he will not get any good and will suffer a great loss.

And now, it is equivalent to their “hundred thousand troops” breaking into the divine domain of this dragon.

Alice cursed inwardly: “In this situation, even if the three of us sisters go together, I’m afraid we can’t subdue this dragon. That Shemaier hasn’t taken action personally yet.”

I just thought so in my heart, but I couldn’t say it out loud.

“I hope that this Shemaier is just a guy who relies on summons to fight and has ordinary combat power, otherwise it will be bad.”

It’s just impossible no matter how I think about it.

With knowledge and mental strength in place, it’s as easy as eating and drinking water to cast a few powerful spells.

Not to mention that in addition to Shemaier, the Saracens also have a group of mage advisors, including some high-level spellcasters at the same level as them. All together, they are a force that cannot be ignored.

Philip was a little anxious: “What should we do next?”

Alice shook her head and said, “Don’t worry, there are tall people to support the sky when it falls!”

As she said this, she looked at the man who was holding a giant crossbow and aiming at the dragon in front of the army.

He looked very small, even if he was riding a mount that could be called a “giant horse”, he was like an ant compared to the 100-meter dragon. But his gradually rising momentum subconsciously gave people the illusion that his back was as majestic as a mountain.

Count on tall people?

Philip was a little uncomfortable with the change of identity for a while.

…

The steps to the gods.

What a terrible power.

How did the Babylonians perish with such terrible power?

Blindly create gods, attack each other, and then perish together?

Or is there a more powerful threat than this in the mythological era?

Lothar looked up, he could feel the horrible oppression coming from Tiamat, the dragon poured all its pressure on him. If Eclipse was not a nightmare beast, it would have been scared to death even if it was a divine horse.

Lothar, who had suffered a great loss before, naturally could not have made an estimate of the so-called power of ascension.

And it was a very high estimate!

A large part of the reason why he entered the simulation battle was that the oppression brought to him by Shemaier was too strong.

The golden light of the law fell on Lothar again, and the people’s expectations were met. Countless Crusaders gathered their eyes, and endless power gathered. If Lothar’s mental power had not been greatly improved after the advancement to the “Legendary Template”, such a huge force would even exceed the limit of his control.

Boom——

The strong wind turned into sword energy, carrying sand and gravel to slash the dragon that was spewing dragon flames.

The dragon flame that was about to come out was forcibly chopped back. That was the sword energy of Cherinina that condensed the power of strangling the throat. It bought Lothar the last bit of time to accumulate strength and made the power of the dragon crossbow in his hand reach the maximum extent.

Boom!

A strong wind suddenly rose, and sand and gravel swept.

An invisible red and black dragon, like a pillar that supported the sky and the earth, raised its head and roared at the angry dragon.

The crossbow arrow condensed on the dragon crossbow in Lothar’s hand also crossed the boundary of reality and virtuality at this moment, and successfully condensed a solid object engraved with countless array patterns, which was exactly the same as the dragon arrow in his memory.

Not only the appearance, but also its essence was perfectly restored. The incomplete dragon crossbow was forcibly supplemented by him temporarily.

The strong sense of crisis made Iris on Tiamat’s back feel like a thorn in his back. It forcibly suppressed the urge to turn around and escape, and controlled Tiamat to launch a counterattack.

As the Lord of the Abyss, even if he was not good at fighting, he had climbed up to the position of Lord step by step in the abyss of the survival of the fittest. His fighting talent was far from that of a fusion beast that relied on the instincts of wild beasts instead of dragons.

It knew very well that it would be impossible to escape after being locked by the giant crossbow.

In Tiamat’s imperfect mind, the fear was forcibly suppressed by Iris, and anger immediately took over.

Roar——

The sound shook the sky.

The roaring dragon Tiamat opened its bloody mouth full of sharp fangs and spit out a mouthful of dragon fire at Lothar.

The five-color dragon’s breath that was originally exhaled was distinct and had no specific attributes. Its strength was only average or lower among advanced dragons. It only possessed the five characteristics of flame, poison, corrosion, curse, and frost.

The intensity of its dragon flames simply cannot match the power it possesses. This is because the five characteristics of the dragon flames restrain and cancel each other out.

But at this moment, as Tiamat succeeded in becoming a god, the dragon flames it sprayed out were no longer five colors, but a chaotic color – it was impossible to describe it in words, like green, like Purple, like black, like red, like any color.

When you see it, the first color that pops into your mind is its color, but when you look at it more closely, it may become another color.

After becoming a god, not only do they have the same name, Tiamat, the dragon of chaos in Babylonian mythology, finally has some mythical charm.

Now Tiamat’s combat power has probably skyrocketed to the point where she can hold down three demonic dragons. This leap in strength is comparable to that of an ordinary spellcaster who has leapt from advanced to legendary.

…

“This crossbow-shaped artifact cannot kill Tiamat. It now has the vitality of both a god and a dragon.”

Shemaier’s expression was indifferent. In the past, even he would have been frightened and even frightened by this power, but now he no longer takes it seriously.

Needless to say about the dragon, those gods have been dead for more than a thousand years, and they can still revive again, which shows their tenacity of vitality. According to Shemaier’s calculation, even if Tiamat is hit by this arrow, at most it will be seriously injured.

At that time, Lothar should once again demonstrate the ability to transform into a dragon. Whether it is some advanced transformation technique that he does not understand, or he is really a person wearing dragon skin, this power must be displayed in in front of him.

“Come on, transform and let me enjoy a battle between dragons!”

Shemaier looked a little excited. For a spellcaster like him who specializes in the dragon school, there is nothing more attractive than a dragon battle in which two sides are evenly matched.

That’s right, they are evenly matched.

In his imagination, after Tiamat becomes a god, her strength will be to stabilize Lothar. After being hit by the crossbow artifact, her strength will be weakened, which happens to be at the same level as Lothar.

His current mood is like that of a veteran cricket player, seeing two rare treasures duel, this is one of the few remaining pursuits in his long life.

Of course, it would be great if after the fight, you could get the opponent’s body and do a proper dissection.

boom–

As if the golden crow broke at dawn, the crossbow arrow tore through the blue dome, flying into the sky without slowing down despite the chaotic dragon’s breath pouring down.

From Tiamat’s perspective, the scene she saw was completely different from the confrontation between two hundred-meter giant dragons, one virtual and one real, in the eyes of outsiders – what she saw was countless disembowels, countless scales rotting, and countless The dragon evil spirit, which was left with withered bones, roared and rushed towards it.

They let out screams that only this dragon could hear, pouring out their pain and hatred, as well as their unwillingness and resentment as to why they could continue to protect their living bodies and even become gods.

Tiamat was extremely frightened. This newly born soul seemed to be wrapped in countless sutures. Even if it transformed after becoming a god, the fear in her heart at this moment completely drowned out the short-lived anger just now.

puff–

The sharp crossbow arrows penetrated its scales like a torrent.

The armor originally belonged to a strong armored dragon. After becoming a god, it received dual blessings from the power of chaos and divine power. Even Jeanna holding the holy spear could not penetrate the scales. Like a ball of butter, it was penetrated cleanly.

There was only a small hole left on the nail plate, and there wasn’t even any damage around it.