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The whole body was wrapped in blood-colored battle qi, and his hideous face revealed a crazy emotion at the moment.

The chest is stained with its own blood that has not yet dried up, and the strong muscles seem to contain explosive power at this moment, giving people a sense of oppression.

"So, don't underestimate the rest of us, you four-legged black lizard!!"

"Boom!"

The fist slammed directly into the opponent's thick scale armor, but even with the blessing of magic power and the increase of battle qi, the opponent's defense was not so easy to break.

As expected, the skin of the hand was directly broken, and several streaks of blood splattered out, imprinting on Beowulf's face.

However, as if he couldn't feel the pain, Beowulf then threw a second punch.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" .......

The thunderous sound sounded one after another, like some kind of drumbeat, and it continued to speed up, and speed up.

"Hahaha!"

The pain in his fists didn't slow down Beowulf's attack, as if he couldn't feel it at all, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

Devoted to the battle, he doesn't care about the damage to his body, he just wants to fight, he just wants to kill the other party.

At this moment, Beowulf seemed to have completely transformed into a "Berserker"-like existence, and his whole sanity ceased to exist a little.

"What's wrong! What's wrong! Wasn't you arrogant just now, you bastard! ”

"You have the ability to pull Lao Tzu off your body!"

The most inferior provocation, however, is somehow surprisingly effective for Nidhogg at the moment.

Perhaps because the other party prevented him from destroying the two of them with a single blow, Nidhogg's dragon head was held high and roared angrily at the sky.

Then, the wings spread out, the body vertically upwards, trying to use the strong wind and gravity to make the opponent fall from his body.

However, Beowulf obviously would not let this hard-won opportunity be lost so easily.

His hands clutched the other's scales tightly, and there was a fearless smile on his face.

Beowulf took a deep breath, and then, resummoning his magic sword, holding it in one hand, and finally plunged it into the opponent's body.

"Roar!"

Nidhogg twisted his body a few more times because of the pain in his body, and he was about to throw the other person down.

However, at this time, several pitch-black flame slashes suddenly struck at it, forcing it to distract itself from it and either distract it or defuse it.

"Well done! Brat! ”

Beowulf glanced down, and found that somewhere below, White Night was holding the Flaming Sword in his hand, and he kept slashing at his side.

The purpose is to distract the other party.

However, if this continues, you will be the first to fall.

After all, when the big lizard dodged, it didn't forget to shake its body, trying to throw itself down.

"I won't let you get away with it! Anyway, I'm also a senior! ”

"You have to do something that suits your identity!"

The corners of his mouth hooked, and another magic sword plunged into the opponent's body again, making the opponent struggle even more violently.

Beowulf stepped on the magic sword and had a point of strength, but his body seemed to fall in the next moment.

"That's enough!"

"Eat this one, you big lizard!"

"GrendleBuster - !!"

A rapid drumbeat of attacks rang out, Beowulf's roar resounded through the sky, blood-colored streamers shining through his body.

As if he wanted to vent all his magic power at this moment, Beowulf's fists contained a different and more powerful power than before.

That is, the consciousness of fearless death!

Uncle, are you going to let go now......

White Night stood below, with a somewhat exhausted Brunhild behind him.

After all, the other party had consumed a lot of mana in order to help him and Beowulf resist the breath of the evil dragon.

Therefore, when the other party attacks it, it will be a little weak.

It's just that Bai Ye is more concerned about the situation in the sky at the moment.

Looking at the battle aura that almost broke through the sky, his mood was a little heavy.

"Ha-!!"

With a heavy drink, Beowulf's body was completely stained with blood, both his own and his enemy's.

"Boom!"

The sound of violent bombardment sounded again, and Nidhogg's body was finally broken with a big wound.

The roar and the scream went together, writhing his body wildly, and Nidhogg threw Beowulf straight from his body.

This was done, and that was because Beowulf had no other strength at all at this moment.

Squandered all his magic power, regardless of the danger of the [Spirit Core] being shattered, as a senior, he wanted to "pave the way" for his juniors.

"Ziggy Boy, now!"

Shouting again at the sky, Beowulf's body had a tendency to fade away.

"Ah..... I see, Lord Beowulf. ”

"Can't, let this guy underestimate us [Dragon Slayers] too much......"

There was a hideous wound on his chest, and it seemed that he hadn't completely dodged when he was attacked by the other party before.

With such a serious injury, even if he himself has the ability to heal quickly, it is useless.

After all, it had penetrated the entire ribcage.

It can be said that he is still alive, which is already a miracle.

However, his own existence is only [Valhalla], so even if it is such an injury, it is only a big deal to return to [Valhalla] after death.

Compared to the current situation, the only thing he can do is to do his part for the white night before returning to [Seat].

If your predecessors already have that kind of awareness, then you have nothing to hesitate about.

Because of the shattering of the [Spirit Core], the body has gradually begun the phenomenon of [Spirit Childization].

However, Siegfried looked serious and took a step forward, out of the hole.

Holding a silver-black greatsword, the last of his magic power was mobilized.

"The Evil Dragon Will Fall"

"Light and shadow that cut everything off"

"The world is now at sunset"

"Shoot you down—"

"[Fantasy Greatsword: Heavenly Demon Fall (Balmung]-!!"

The [True Aether] torrent of the gods poured out, turning into endless sword rays, slashing towards the black dragon in the sky.

"It's really a decisive boy, obviously Lao Tzu hasn't completely disappeared, is this trying to send me away first?"

He laughed, leaving only half of his body in the air, and Beowulf smiled indifferently.

For him, that's it.

Those who can help each other by themselves and others are at most like this.

The next thing can only be solved by Bai Ye himself.

"But, if it's that kid, it will definitely work."

"After all, we're all Dragon Slayers......"

Dusk-colored sword qi covered the entire sky, dispelling the original gloomy atmosphere.

The light of the True Aether shines on the earth, and this is the light that the Dragon Slayers of the past have lit up for those who come after them.

At the same time, it is also an elegy for those who have the courage to "tear" the dragon!