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Chapter 679 Dragon Fight

Chapter 679 Dragon Fight

The strong wind blew off the fallow deer hood on his head, and his long platinum curly hair spread out.

She clutched tightly the winding dragon horn in front of her, which looked like a dark red crown. She felt a warm touch from her palms. She could clearly feel the extremely high temperature, but she did not feel any burning pain at all.

"Captain, you are actually a dragon?"

Viviana was still a little dazed. Her voice was light and floating, like a tipsy person falling into the clouds.

This is so hard to imagine, it's like a dream.

Lothar's voice came out: "No, I just gained the ability to transform into a dragon. I am a human, there is no doubt about that."

The changes in the body will naturally be reflected in the mind, but Lothar's soul is now so strong that he can completely eliminate these influences.

This is also the reason why he has been focusing on increasing his mental strength. Without a strong soul, his character would have long since leaned towards the arrogance, cruelty, and greed of a dragon, which cannot be gotten rid of by willpower alone.

"Are you ready for battle?"

“I haven’t tried yet…”

Viviana was obviously a little unconfident. She had never been a dragon knight. The fighting style of a dragon knight was completely different from that of a traditional knight.

But at this moment, it was obvious that she could no longer retreat. She took a deep breath, tightly grasped the sharp blade in her hand, and said firmly: "Ready!"

"Not bad, very energetic."

There was a hint of laughter in Losa's voice, but he quickly turned serious and said, "Hold on tight." As soon as he finished speaking, his huge body soared into the sky at a vertical angle of 90 degrees.

A Venetian militiaman guarding the city pointed to the inside of the city wall with a look of horror on his face: "Bishop Aeneas, look behind you!"

The Latin bishop, who was praying while holding a holy image, turned around in surprise and saw a gigantic dragon with dark red crown-like dragon horns on its head, a row of sharp bone spurs on its back, and red and black scales arranged in an orderly manner rising into the sky from the inside of the city wall.

It looks obviously smaller than the three-headed dragon on the opposite side, but it appears more majestic.

When Lothar turned into a true dragon, he was only forty meters long. Compared with the three-headed dragon that was over a hundred meters long, he was undoubtedly an inconspicuous little creature. However, after Lothar seized the dragon blood from the Red Lightning, his true dragon form also underwent a brief change.

This is the trait of "the leader of all dragons" that Lothar inherited as a dragon descendant. Although his true dragon form is fixed, this power cannot bring him new characteristics, but the numerical improvement alone allows him to transform into a huge dragon body that is nearly twice as long as before, more than seventy meters long, in a short period of time.

It’s a pity that this improvement is only limited to the simulated war world.

"Get out of the way! Osman's dragon has resurrected!"

"You blind idiot, they are not the same!"

"Look above the dragon's head, that's Miss Viviana!"

"God, Miss Viviana is actually a great dragon rider!"

The defenders exclaimed in surprise.

In the battlefields of the Crusades in the past, the Dragon Knights also performed brilliantly and impressively.

The Latin bishop, who was about to show off his holy brilliance, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He was a special envoy sent by His Holiness the Pope and had once been the court poet of Archduke Frederick of Austria. This time he came to Constantinople on the orders of the Pope.

"I never thought that the Greek emperor would gain the loyalty of a dragon knight. This is simply... simply a miracle!"

He could not suppress the throbbing in his heart, and even ignored the three-headed dragon that was about to fly over. He rushed to the most conspicuous place on the top of the city and raised the holy icon in his hand: "God tells the pagans to retreat, and they will be defeated today!"

Orhan fell to the ground as if he had collapsed. This common blood made his body tremble with excitement, awe, and all kinds of emotions.

The Sharp-clawed Dragon stopped moving and just crawled on the ground silently, worshiping the majestic figure as if on a pilgrimage.

Look at the other side.

Mahamu II, riding on the back of the three-headed dragon, had a look of disbelief on his face.

How can it be?

How could there be a giant dragon hiding in this city?

Could it be one of those virtual dragons of the Dragon Knights that is only for show?

Feeling the fighting spirit of the mount under him, Mahamu II hesitated for a moment, then made a decisive decision.

If he retreated at this point, the morale that had just been boosted would immediately plummet to the bottom. If he missed this opportunity, it would become unknown whether he would have a chance to capture Constantinople in the future.

"Go, man, and tear to pieces all who come before you, as you did when you fought my father!"

Mahamu II roared.

The blood of the dragon taming family flows in his body.

His eyes turned golden, and his mind was connected to the three-headed dragon towering like a mountain beneath him. At this moment, he wiped out all negative emotions such as gains and losses, fears, worries, etc., and what remained was only the purest will to fight.

I saw that the three heads of the three-headed demon dragon all opened their mouths wide, and blue, red and black dragon flames condensed in their mouths.

In the past, in the Battle of Varna, Murad II controlled this ferocious beast and defeated all the members of the Dragon Knights including Hunyadi. Although the dragon tamer of the Ottoman family has mediocre combat power himself, when working with the giant dragon under his crotch, he can definitely exert an effect far beyond that of an ordinary dragon rider.

boom--

Three terrifying dragon flames turned into pillars of light, like sharp swords in the hands of a giant, sweeping towards the red and black dragon hovering in the air.

The green one is the poisonous smoke that penetrates everywhere, the red one is pure dragon flame, and the black one is a highly corrosive curse. All three are a type of dragon flame, but the green and black ones have two more emphases besides the fire attribute.

Three dragon flames continuously compressed the space for Lothar to evade. He raised his voice and asked, "Vivianna, do you believe me?"

"Of course!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, Lothar was no longer busy dodging like before, but rushed towards the dragon fire spewed out by the three-headed dragon without hesitation.

Viviana screamed "Ah", even if she said she believed it, she never thought that Lothar would choose to withstand the dragon fire. Even though her spirit candle spell included the field of fire, it was just an additional feature brought by the two attributes of "light and shadow".

She is not immune to fire.

"Is that female knight crazy?"

Mahamu II couldn't help but glance sideways. In his eyes, even if they were both fire dragons, they could not be immune to each other's dragon flames. At best, they could reduce some damage. Moreover, he had three dragon flames. As long as he was hit by one of them and his speed was slowed down, the three dragon flames would be able to hit him directly. Even a red dragon with amazing defense like the Copper-Horned Red Dragon would be seriously injured if he was hit by such a set.

However, the red and black dragon on the opposite side still had no intention of dodging. After the first ray of scarlet dragon flame hit, the blue poisonous flame and the black curse flame all gathered together.

As if some kind of chemical reaction had taken place, the already extremely high temperature climbed up to a new peak, instantly taking away all the moisture in the ground, causing the earth to crack and wooden buildings to explode with a crackling sound.

"Oops."

The defenders who witnessed this scene shouted in panic.

On the other hand, the morale of the Ottomans was greatly boosted.

Even if accidents happen frequently, just like when the previous king was in power, as long as the three-headed dragon brings the holy fire to the world, no matter how numerous or how terrible the enemies are, they will be reduced to ashes.

"not good!"

Mahamu II, who was actually in the middle of the war, felt something was wrong at the first moment.

He was connected to the three-headed dragon by blood and could clearly sense that the aura of the giant dragon opposite him not only did not weaken, but was getting closer and closer to them.

next moment.

The red and black dragon emerged from the Dragon Flame Pillar. Tiny cracks appeared on its originally smooth scales, but these injuries were nothing to the giant dragon.

The red and black dragon opened its mouth wide, and between its sharp teeth, what was brewing was not the blazing dragon flame, but a female knight holding a magic blade high in her hand.

Countless magical inscriptions flashed on the sharp blade in her hand, and she chopped it down fiercely at Mahamu II on the back of the three-headed dragon.