Chapter 677: Bow and Shoot the Dragon

Sharp claws like guillotines clawed at Orhan.

"No!"

Orhan's expression changed drastically. He only had time to shout, but he didn't even have time to lift the steel lance in his hand.

Its speed was so fast that not only Orhan himself, but also the Clawsaurus under his crotch had no time to respond.

But that's it.

A white candle suddenly appeared above Orhan's head. The flame of the candle was extinguished simply by the wind pressure brought by the red lightning claws.

The candle goes out and the shadow appears.

As the candle goes out, all the light around it is taken away.

It was as if countless giant hands spread out from the darkness, shrouding Orhan in shadow.

The sharp claws of the red lightning struck out, carving out three deep ravines on the city wall, but Orhan's figure had disappeared.

There was a hint of anger on the red dragon's face, and smoke with the smell of sulfur came out of its nose: "Get out, you hidden insect!"

It opened its bloody mouth, and the scorching dragon flames roared out, covering the entire city wall. Some soldiers hiding inside the city wall did not even have time to scream, and they were suddenly lifted up a lot. The high temperature turned it into char.

"Evil beast, I'm here."

The female knight wearing a hood with antlers, like an angel reflected in the darkness, appeared on the tower behind the dragon in a black and white shirt.

She held the hilt of the sharp sword in her hands and softly chanted the ancient incantation of the Hohenzollern family.

Alchemy lines, one after another, connected with the engraved marks on the sword body as the magic power was injected, turning into a terrifying shadow power. At this moment, even if the sun was still shining in the sky, the city wall was still plunged into complete darkness.

From a distance, it seems as if a corner of the world is missing.

Viviana knew very well that to deal with a fire dragon, even a fire dragon that did not rely on dragon flames, it was impossible to use the power of flames represented by burning candles and Shi Ming to deal with it, bind it with the power of shadow, and prepare for Lothar. Cooperation is the key.

The emperor in golden armor and purple robes will naturally not let down the opportunity created by Viviana.

With the infusion of power in his body, the dragon-shooting crossbow, which was originally just a small hand crossbow, suddenly expanded several times in size, and a layer of dark rust marks appeared on the golden crossbow arrows.

In Lothar's ears, the ghosts of countless giant dragons roared and roared.

Such a vicious and powerful weapon cannot be used by ordinary people. Even extraordinary people will fall into the fate of dragon soul devourers.

No wonder this dragon-shooting crossbow didn't work in history. Even a dragonborn like Orhan probably couldn't withstand the backlash of this artifact. In the entire Constantinople in history, perhaps only Giovanni could. Use this artifact.

Pity.

Lothar sighed with emotion. In the world of consciousness, countless undead dragons have manifested their bodies, dragging the bodies of black smoke and resentment. They roared and pounced on them, trying to tear this uninvited guest who rashly woke them up into pieces. fragments.

But immediately afterwards, there was a flash of golden light, and Lothar's soul, which originally looked harmless to humans and animals, turned into a giant red and black dragon with a size of tens of millions of meters, and was filled with golden dragon aura.

Now that Lothar has the body of a true dragon, his resistance to the power of the curse has already reached a terrifying 300% increase. Coupled with the protective effect of the Luck Golden Dragon, this terrifying dragon's resentment is nothing to him. burden.

Reflected in reality, Lothar just had a flash of golden light in his eyes, then he held the crossbow with one hand and pulled the string into the crossbow machine. During this process, the Dragon Shooting Crossbow emitted a piercing whistle, and the surrounding people The soldiers' faces changed drastically, and they covered their ears with a look of pain.

Lothar took a deep breath, and the power in his body poured into the dragon-shooting crossbow like a flood. After a long time, he took out the arrows of the dragon-shooting crossbow and filled it into the crossbow.

The moment it was targeted by the Dragon Shooting Crossbow, Red Lightning felt a strong sense of life-and-death crisis surge into its heart. Countless cries of its kind rang in its ears, hoping to use its hand to find relief.

Is it this murderous weapon that makes those three bastards feel afraid?

The red lightning raised its head, and a series of fearful emotions subconsciously surged in its heart, but it was forcibly suppressed in the blink of an eye.

This kind of murderous weapon specially made for dragons, any dragon that sees it, should destroy it at all costs as soon as possible. The three-headed bastard doesn't dare, but it doesn't mean that this noble pure-blooded dragon doesn't dare.

boom--

Endless flames spit out from the mouth of the red dragon. Others may be restrained in the face of the power of shadow, but flame has always been the nemesis of darkness. After it spits out dragon flames at any cost, darkness will soon be destroyed. Expelled completely.

After breaking free from the restraints, the red lightning immediately flew into the air, its huge body with a harsh whistling sound, and drew irregular red traces in the sky.

It was trying to avoid the aim of the dragon-shooting crossbow in this way.

But it soon realized the horror of this evil weapon designed specifically to target dragons.

No matter how it changed direction, the untapped Qi was firmly locked in its heart, and the threatening feeling on its back did not weaken at all as it maneuvered in the air.

"Roar!"

The three demon dragons let out an angry roar.

Red Lightning privately slandered it as a hybrid, but in fact it was a pure-blooded dragon, just a different species. For this specially made weapon that killed countless of its own kind, it subconsciously had an impulse to destroy it.

Mahamu II appeased it for a long time before it could barely calm down.

He was a dragonborn, and he could sense the horror of this weapon to some extent. In addition, just looking at the fearless Red Lightning, who was desperately speeding up to dodge, you can see how terrifying this weapon is.

At this moment, he just felt fortunate.

If he had not suppressed the impulse in his heart and acted rashly, he would be the one dodging in embarrassment now.

…

At this moment, Lothar's arm holding the dragon crossbow was already bulging with veins. Looking closely, you can see that a sharp thorn has extended from the crossbow, piercing his arm and greedily sucking his blood.

The blood full of true dragon blood was continuously injected into the dragon-shooting crossbow.

At this time, although the dragon-shooting crossbow was still ready to fire, its lock on the red lightning energy was getting deeper and deeper.

This evil artifact was probably unable to reach the edge of the artifact at first. It was because it killed dragons again and again and seized the power of dragons that it became a weapon specially born for hunting dragons.

The true dragon blood in Lothar's body happened to be its favorite.

This means that the cost of Lothar using this dragon-shooting crossbow is higher than that of others, but the power it exerts is definitely not the power of ordinary extraordinary people.

Boom——

It was as if countless dragons were wailing in unison.

The crossbow string bounced off.

The dark red crossbow arrow turned into a dragon-shaped stream of light. Even though the red lightning had increased its speed to the extreme, it could only watch the crossbow arrow, like a thorn in the flesh, following closely behind it, pressing step by step.

The quarter-hour-long build-up meant that the crossbow arrows of the dragon-shooting crossbow were more difficult to get rid of when dealing with the red lightning than the sure-hit Kungunir.

Until the crossbow arrow pierced through the chest.

The indestructible scales of the red lightning could not stop it at all, and it was torn apart like a piece of paper.

The dragon's heart, beating like a war drum, came to an abrupt stop after the crossbow arrow, which was only the size of a needle tip, pierced through it.

A shrill roar resounded through the sky.

The huge body of the red lightning, like a meteorite, smashed down towards the top of the city.