In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 798

The smoke ignited by the dragon’s breath covered the sky and the sun.

The world seemed to be heading for doomsday. The earth cracked and gushed out boiling magma. The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur, as if groups of demons would crawl out of the cracks in the next moment.

Countless magical lights were cast at the huge shadow, but they were like a drop in the ocean, with no response. The spellcasters and paladins who stayed in the camp were exhausted, but in order to deal with the three-headed Ladon, they drew out most of the power that could threaten the dragon, and for a while they could not stop the dragon from bringing them destruction.

The officers in charge of reception urged repeatedly: “Friendly advisers, His Excellency the Marshal has returned to the command center to preside over the overall situation. Please follow me to the bomb shelter immediately!”

The Debon Advisory Group was still a little overwhelmed. If the three-headed dragon shot down the floating airship before, it only made them realize the importance of air supremacy.

Then now this dragon can be regarded as a killer in the game of powers.

Texas, a small country with a population of only one million, which was not considered a great power even in the Middle Ages, actually possessed such power!

It was incredible.

The British army was not unprepared for the dragon’s attack. They set up many bomb shelters in the barracks, which were engraved with various magic arrays to resist high temperature burning to the greatest extent.

However, the artillery camp and the transported supplies could not be stored in the bomb shelters forever. A large amount of supplies were burned by the dragon’s flames, and the explosion caused a series of fire tornadoes in the camp.

Looking at the raging dragon flames and the tragic scene of wantonly devouring lives, Admiral George felt that his heart was bleeding. The paladin holding the dragon crossbow beside him urged again and again: “General, when will we start?”

“General, there is no time to hesitate, our soldiers are being slaughtered!”

Admiral George just waved his hand: “Wait a little longer, the Iron Duke should be back soon.”

Admiral George is not unaware of the power of the dragon crossbow. After all, it is a sacred dragon-slaying object created by a divine weapon. It is said that its power is definitely enough to kill an ancient dragon, but he always feels that the dragon, which is called “Red and Black Death” and “Tyrant Beast” by the soldiers, will never fall easily with its cunning character.

If it is really so arrogant, it would not have been silent these days and held back until today to attack.

“We have a trump card, and the enemy must have the same!”

He looked at the beast in the sky that looked like a tyrant, as if he had returned to the day when he first saw the dragon. Since that day, this fierce monster has become a nightmare lingering in his heart.

The paladin who didn’t get the order could only worry, but fortunately, soon, the key factor in Admiral George’s mind to change the situation returned.

There was a sharp whistle in the air, and the steel giant with a long tail flame behind it flew from the New Basilicata Mountain like a meteorite. The burly and tall body fell into the flames, like a Titan born in the divine fire.

Under the iron helmet, his heavy breathing sounded like a bellows.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire and the camp with countless casualties, the anger of the steel knight who inherited the mantle of “Duke of Wellington” was as hot as the magma erupting from a volcano.

“Dragon, your opponent is me!”

The Iron Duke’s hands, covered with steel gloves, tightly grasped the rapidly rotating chainsaw sword. The murder weapon that had harvested countless lives and was stained with indelible blood stains seemed to have life. It let out a sharp hiss and chopped down the dragon that was diving to the ground due to the spewing of dragon flames and had no time to dodge.

For a moment, the raging sea of ​​fire was cut open by his sword like Moses parting the sea. His sword cut open the scales of the dragon and embedded into its flesh and blood. The rapidly rotating chainsaw sword brought a large amount of dragon flesh and blood to splash and fall, turning into a rain of fire in the air and falling to the ground.

The Iron Duke was happy at first, but soon realized that something was wrong. After breaking through the dragon’s body defense, the chainsaw sword that should have been advancing with overwhelming force was stuck by its flesh and blood for a while.

It seemed that the scales covering the dragon’s body were not as solid as the flesh and blood underneath.

But how could this be possible?

The dragon stopped breathing, and a trace of mockery flashed in its huge dragon eyes. The gift of Jianshi, which was given by Prajna, has played a crucial role in countless battles so far.

His huge dragon claws swung out with a whistling sound, grabbing the head of the Iron Duke – compared with the dragon, which had received Lavinia’s full blessing and had grown to a hundred meters in size, the Iron Duke, who was only more than ten meters tall, was as small as a quail.

Boom –

The next moment, the dragon’s breath attacked the Iron Duke’s visor.

In a hurry, the Iron Duke had no time to draw out the chainsaw sword, and punched the dragon’s arm hard, trying to break free from the iron clamp-like confinement. His steel armor was glowing with the color of a divine weapon, and in an instant, all the power was filled into defense.

He believed that with the defense of the Iron Duke’s armor, he could fully hold on until the moment he got rid of the dragon’s clamp.

Moreover, the dragon’s control over him was equivalent to limiting his one wing for flying. Unless Admiral George lost his mind, he believed that Admiral George would never miss such a godsend opportunity.

Roar——

Waves of dragon roars filled with anger, resentment, and greed sounded.

The dragon souls that had died tragically under the dragon crossbow and had been imprisoned for countless years broke through the holy light’s imprisonment and covered the entire sky. Their scarlet eyes were filled with negative emotions.

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They were jealous, jealous that Lothar still had such a strong bloodline and body.

They were greedy and wanted to eat the dragon’s bones and blood immediately, turning them into nutrients to fill their insatiable desires that had been dormant for countless years.

“The dragon crossbow, so this is your trump card to deal with me.”

Lothar, who was still spewing dragon flames and wanted to turn the iron peas in his hands into molten iron, became serious for a while – as his current exclusive artifact, he knew very well what kind of power the dragon crossbow had.

The copper-horned red dragon, which was known for its defensive power and was slightly inferior to Ladon in his heyday and himself now, was killed in seconds with just one arrow.

Even if he still retained his stone talent and never used it, it would be useless, because the main target of this artifact was not only the dragon’s body, but also its soul. No matter how tough his soul was and how strong his mental strength was, he could never be the opponent of those dragon ghosts who had been imprisoned in “Purgatory” for countless years and had already gone crazy.

“Really. Damn it!”

A strong anger surged in Lothar’s heart. He also had a dragon-shooting crossbow, which was his exclusive artifact. Except for the lack of matching crossbow arrows, its power was even better than when he used it at the beginning – but the problem was that the dragon-shooting crossbow was not the same as this one.

Although Lothar had already made up his mind and was willing to give up his life in this battle, at this moment he seemed to be affected by the tyranny hidden in the dragon bloodline.

Boom –

The temperature in the air rose a lot in an instant, the earth was baked and cracked, and many places were burning out of thin air even though there was no fire source.

The British soldiers hiding in the underground bomb shelters felt that in the narrow space, every breath they took was like swallowing hot charcoal, burning their fragile throats and lungs. The magic circles that flickered with faint light, at this moment, began to emit black smoke that was overwhelmed and shattered.

The Iron Duke, who was enveloped by the dragon flames, felt that the pressure on his body surface was rising sharply. The divinity hidden in the red-hot iron armor was wailing under the heavy pressure.

At this moment, the dragon standing in the sky seemed to be an ancient god born in the flames.

The fire dragon energy seized from the Eastern Dynasty, driven by the dragon’s tyrannical power, dragged the whole world into the purgatory of flames.

Many British soldiers who fled in panic shouted in horror: “That is Satan, the dragon incarnated by Satan, it will bring doomsday and destruction!”