Chapter 679 Dragon Fight

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

She tightly grasped the winding dragon horn in front of her, which was like a dark red crown. The warm touch came from her palm. She could clearly feel the extremely high temperature, but she didn't feel any burning pain.

"Captain, you are actually a dragon?"

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

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

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

The changes in the body will naturally be reflected in the spirit, but Lothar's current soul is so tough that he can completely abandon all these influences.

This is also the reason why he has always focused on mental strength. Without a strong soul, his character has long leaned towards the arrogance, cruelty, and greed of the dragon, which cannot be gotten rid of by willpower.

"Are you ready to fight?"

"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 time, she obviously couldn't retreat. She took a deep breath, held the sharp blade tightly in her hand, and said firmly: "Ready!"

"Not bad, very energetic."

Lothar's voice was full of laughter, but he soon became serious and said "Hold on firmly". As soon as the voice fell, his huge body rose up to the sky at a vertical angle of 90 degrees.

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

The Latin bishop who was holding a statue and praying turned around in surprise and saw a huge dragon with a dark red crown-like dragon horn on its head, a row of sharp bone spurs on its back, and a red and black scale armor arranged in an orderly manner, rising to the sky on the inside of the city wall.

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

Lothar's true dragon was originally only more than 40 meters long. Compared with the three-headed dragon that was more than 100 meters long, it was undoubtedly an inconspicuous little man. However, after Lothar seized the dragon blood in the red lightning, his true dragon form also changed temporarily.

This is the characteristic of "seizing the length of all dragons" inherited by Lothar as a dragon descendant. Although this power cannot bring him new characteristics because his true dragon form is fixed, it only increases in value, allowing him to transform into a huge dragon body of more than 70 meters, nearly twice as long as before, in a short period of time.

Unfortunately, this improvement is limited to the simulated war world.

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

"Blind idiot, they are not the same one at all!"

"Look at the top of the dragon's head, that's Miss Viviana!"

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

The defenders exclaimed.

In the battlefield of the Crusades in the past, the Dragon Knights had also shined brilliantly and impressively.

The Latin bishop, who was about to show his holy glory, couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He was a special envoy sent by His Majesty the Pope. He had been the court poet of Archduke Frederick of Austria. This time he came to Constantinople on the order of the Pope.

"I didn't expect that the Greek emperor would get the loyalty of a dragon knight. This is simply... simply a miracle!"

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

Orhan fell to the ground as if he was exhausted. This common blood made his body tremble, excited, excited, in awe, and all kinds of emotions.

The claw dragon also stopped moving, just silently crawling on the ground, as if worshiping the majestic figure like a pilgrimage.

On the other side,

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

How could it be possible?

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

Could it be the virtual dragon of the Dragon Knights?

Feeling the burning fighting spirit of his mount, Mahamu II hesitated for a moment and made a decisive decision.

At this point, if he retreated again, the morale that had just been boosted would immediately fall to the bottom. If he missed this opportunity, whether he would have the opportunity to capture Constantinople in the future would become an unknown.

"Go, man, tear apart all the enemies in front of you like you did when you fought with my father!"

Mahamu II roared.

The blood of the dragon taming family rushed through his body.

His eyes turned golden, and his mind was connected to the three-headed dragon that was as tall as a mountain under him. At this moment, he wiped out all the negative emotions such as gains and losses, fear, and worry, and what was left was only the purest fighting spirit.

The three heads of the three-headed dragon all opened their mouths, and blue, red, and black dragon flames condensed in their mouths.

In the past, in the Battle of Varna, Murad II controlled this beast and defeated Hunyadi and other members of the Dragon Knights. Although the dragon trainer of the Ottoman family has mediocre combat power, he can definitely play a far better effect than ordinary dragon riders when combined with the giant dragon under his crotch.

Boom——

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

The cyan one is the all-pervasive poisonous smoke, the red one is the pure dragon flame, and the black one is the highly corrosive curse. All three are a kind of dragon flame, but the cyan and black ones are in addition to the flame attribute. Added two more emphases.

Three dragon flames continued to compress Lothar's hiding space. He raised his tone and asked via voice transmission: "Viviana, do you believe me?"

"certainly!"

"good!"

At this moment, Lothar was no longer busy avoiding as before, but rushed towards the dragon flames spitted out by the three demonic dragons without hesitation.

Viviana screamed "Ah". Even if she said she believed it, she never thought that Lothar would choose to bear the dragon flames. Even if her spiritual candle spell included the flame field, it was just "light and The additional characteristics brought by the two attributes of "Shadow".

She was not immune to fire.

"Is that female knight crazy?"

Mahamu II couldn't help but look sideways. In his eyes, even if they were both fire dragons, they couldn't be immune to the opponent's dragon flames. At best, they could only reduce some of the damage. Moreover, he still had three dragon flames. As long as he was hit by one of them, he would be delayed. With such speed, three copies of dragon flames can hit him. Even a red dragon with astonishing defense like the copper-horned red dragon will suffer heavy damage if caught in such a attack.

However, the red and black dragon on the opposite side still had no intention of evading. As the first red dragon flame hit, cyan poisonous flames and black cursed flames all gathered together.

As if some kind of chemical reaction had formed, the already extremely high temperature climbed to a new peak again. In an instant, all the moisture in the ground was taken away, the earth cracked, and the wooden buildings burst into flames.

"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 late king was on the throne, as long as those three divine dragons trigger the holy fire to come to the world, no matter how many and how terrible enemies are, they will be turned into ashes.

"not good!"

Mahamu II, who was really in the middle of the war, felt something was wrong for the first time.

Being connected by blood to the three demonic dragons, he could clearly sense that the aura of the giant dragon opposite had not weakened, but was getting closer to them.

next moment.

The red and black dragon emerged from the Pillar of Dragon Flame. There were minor damages on his originally smooth scales, but these injuries were nothing to the giant dragon.

I saw the red and black dragon opening its big mouth, and what was brewing between the sharp teeth was not the blazing dragon flames, but a female knight holding up the magic blade in her hand.

On the sharp blade in her hand, countless magic inscriptions shone with light, and she slashed down at Mahamu II on the back of the three demonic dragons.