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Chapter 678 Dragon Knight Viviana

Chapter 678 Dragon Knight Viviana

"God bless!"

"That's God's golden lightning!"

The defenders and citizens who saw this scene cheered in surprise.

Most people don’t know what the magical artifact Dragon Shooting Crossbow is. They only know that in times of crisis, it was God who sent down golden thunder and killed Satan’s dragon.

The red lightning plunged headfirst into the top of the city wall, rolled all the way, and fell into the wall. It struggled several times to get up, and large streams of blood gushed out of its mouth and nose, like Greek fire, which was quickly ignited when it came into contact with the air.

The heart was injured and stopped beating, and evil spirits invaded the soul space and devoured his soul.

In other words, the dragon's vitality is extraordinary. If it were a human extraordinary being, he would have died ten times already.

In a trance, a swaying candle shadow was seen in the huge dragon eyes of the red lightning.

A female knight with long platinum hair came up to it as the candlelight flickered, and Red Lightning subconsciously raised its head and spewed out a column of fire.

Viviana easily dodged the red lightning's dying struggle, but immediately afterwards, a dragon flame rose from the red dragon's body, wrapping its huge body completely. It was unknown whether its power was automatically dissipating before death, or whether it was its dying struggle.

She raised the sharp blade with both hands, intending to chop off the dragon's head, but for a moment she felt she had no idea where to start. The red dragon was now covered in scorching dragon flames, making it impossible for anyone to get close to it.

"give it to me."

Losa came hurriedly, his steps still steady, but his face looked much paler.

Viviana frowned and reminded, "Captain, it seems that the power of this red dragon is fading and merging into the ground. If this continues, the topography of the entire city will be permanently changed."

This is the terrifying thing about the higher dragons. Even their remains can permanently change the topography of some areas. If it is not restricted, Constantinople may very likely become a barren land in the future.

"You're worrying too much."

Lothar shook his head and walked straight towards the burning body of the red dragon.

"careful!"

Viviana subconsciously tried to stop him, but soon discovered that facing the dragon flames that were hotter than lava, Lothar was like a monarch of fire, and the fire spirits in the air were all rejoicing.

The blazing dragon flames could not stop the emperor at all. He came in front of the red lightning and stared into the pair of golden eyes that were full of unwillingness.

Lothar's eyes turned into brilliant gold, and red and black scales slowly emerged, revealing a dragon aura that frightened even the red lightning.

Pity.

In Lothar's original plan, he hoped to bathe in the dragon blood of such a giant dragon as the most important part of the puzzle of his true dragon body.

Lothar sighed in his heart, and without hesitation stretched out his scaly, partially half-dragonized arm. His sharp claws skillfully tore open the copper-horned red dragon's abdomen that had no scale protection, and he drilled into the dragon's body filled with boiling dragon blood.

Using the Dragon Shooting Crossbow consumed too much of his strength.

He must take back this lost power from the body of this giant dragon, which has a similar power attribute to him and is also a high-level fire dragon.

outside the city.

"The opportunity has come!"

Mahamu II did not hesitate. His heart was beating wildly. On the one hand, he was shocked by the terrifying power of the so-called "dragon-shooting crossbow". It could shoot red lightning and kill his three-headed dragon.

On the other hand, the Red Lightning was shot dead, which also meant that the only remaining crossbow arrow of the legendary Dragon Shooting Crossbow had been consumed, and the last obstacle to taking down Constantinople had been cleared.

Now is the time for him to rule the world and seize the sweetest red apple in the world.

The magic dragon beside him felt his will and slowly crawled down, allowing him to climb onto the dragon's back and raise the scepter in his hand high.

"The Greeks have run out of tricks. Pass on my order. All troops are on standby and ready to attack at any time!"

boom--

The strong wind pressure blew up a gust of sand. The ministers who were about to step forward to dissuade Mahamu II from taking risks stopped and watched the huge beast that covered the sky slowly rise into the sky.

Mahamu II's order was also quickly passed down.

Inspired by his personal expedition, the Ottoman soldiers began to prepare for battle, waiting for the final order for the decisive battle.

The defenders, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately became nervous again.

It was just a not-so-famous red dragon, but it had such terrifying power that it could burn a large section of the city wall into a furnace. And then there was a legendary three-headed dragon that even the Dragon Knights could easily defeat. They really couldn't muster any confidence at all.

This has already gone beyond the limits of human control.

Orthodox priests and Latin Church priests raised holy relics and prayed for God to appear again.

Several guards beside Giovanni whispered, "Boss, why don't we find a chance to retreat? It's already a great feat that the Greek emperor was able to kill the red dragon with that artifact. There's definitely no way we can deal with this three-headed dragon."

"That's right, boss. We have held on until now, and we can explain the situation to the Genoese."

Giovanni smiled bitterly. He still wanted to persist, but deep down, he was skeptical about whether the emperor could come up with another artifact that could turn the tide.

"Wait a minute."

He whispered, "Looking at those people who are still praying, looking at those hospital knights who are still encouraging morale even though they know the enemy is strong, we have fought together for so many days and nights, I really don't want to abandon them so easily."

The guards also fell silent.

They were all wandering wolves who traveled far and wide. Because they were all mixed-blood, they had been looked down upon over the years. As notorious mercenaries, no place had ever valued them as much as the emperor of Constantinople.

"Then let's take a look!"

"Anyway, when we're escaping, no one can compete with us in speed."

When they convince themselves in this way, they are already psychologically biased.

the other side.

Orhan's body was shaking. The might of the three-headed dragon was even more powerful than the red lightning.

He tried to stand up straight, his voice trembling, but still mockingly said: "Look, my cowardly nephew, after the scapegoat was finished, finally dared to ride the dragon he inherited from Murad II onto the battlefield."

He patted the trembling body of the claw dragon and said, "Come on, man, take me back to my post. I will fight with this city until the last moment!"

The Sharp-Clawed Dragon climbed up with difficulty, carried Orhan on its back, and walked towards the spring gate.

Inside the city, the emperor, covered in blood and no longer in human form, walked out from the corpse of the giant dragon, which looked much thinner.

Viviana raised the sword in her hand with some caution.

"Don't worry, it's me."

The emperor wiped the blood off his face and covered his whole body with red and black scales. He looked at the three-headed dragon approaching in the sky, like Satan descending to the earth, and a smile slowly broke out on his face.

He chuckled and said, "Ms. Viviana, have you ever fantasized about becoming a dragon rider?"

"what?"

Candle Knight was somewhat confused about the topic that Lothar suddenly brought up, and subconsciously said, "Yes, but now is not the time to talk about it, right? Is your trump card to bring this red dragon back to life?"

As a knight, it would be strange if you have never fantasized about becoming a dragon rider.

But at that time, in the entire European continent, only the Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights of Prussia was the only remaining land-based dragon knight.

It’s not that the power level in later generations is not as good as it is now, but with the development of the magic industry, the population has been expanding, squeezing the living space of dragons. In addition, the cost of taming dragons is too high, and all major powers have more practical combat power than dragon knights, which makes dragon knights almost a character that only exists in vernacular novels.

"It's good to have had it."

The smile on Losa's face grew wider. He extended his hand as if inviting her: "Next, it's time for your dream to come true."

Viviana hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and held the slightly ferocious hand covered with a layer of red and black scales that the other party offered.

The next moment, she felt her body flying into the air.

With just a moment of distraction, she landed steadily on a broad back.