Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Dragonmen

"It's here, Yulia's dragonman!"

"Wow, I'm looking forward to it!"

……

With the appearance of Yu Liya, the audience cheered in unison, and people always cheered for the powerful person, not to mention that this is still a beauty.

"You Liya's dragonmen!"

Fang Yu and the others also looked at You Liya's dragon man intently.

"Although it's not the first time I've seen it, I still feel so shocked and domineering." Fang Yu muttered, "Is this a super S-level race?" ”

The dragonman looked like a lizardman.

But all you have to do is see their bright red scales and the iconic sharp horns on their heads, and you'll see that dragonmen and lizardmen aren't of the same rank at all.

It was the first time Fang Yu had seen an S-level faith group, and even the gods led by the S-level god before were not S-level.

Although there are many S-class gods in this venue, S-class races are still extremely rare.

After all, it was extremely difficult to obtain the faith of the S-class race during the demigod period.

But Yulia did.

Fang Yu looked at the phantom of the god in the projection, although he could only see the outline, he could also vaguely see the huge dragon body.

"She's not weak in her own gods, is she?"

Compared to You Liya's side, Zhuo Sigang's minotaur warriors are decent.

There doesn't seem to be much tactical set-up on either side.

After all, both sides are dominated by warriors, and the two sides charge directly.

Start melee combat.

"Whoa, whoa—"

The Minotaur let out a terrible howl and was completely dispersed by the Dragonman warriors, and although the Minotaur fought back, their attack slashed at the Dragonman's scales, leaving only a shallow scar.

Some dragonmen opened their mouths and spat out huge flames, which directly burned the minotaurs into charcoal.

It was nothing short of a massacre.

"Great strength, strong defense, and even magic!" Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, the dragon man could be said to be a dual cultivation of combat techniques.

There are few weaknesses that are too obvious.

Ordinary people of faith are simply not able to resist them.

"I remember that Zhuo Sigang should have cultivated a priesthood minotaur, why didn't he see it?" Fang Yu swept around, but he didn't find the priestly minotaur he had seen before.

"You won't be afraid of being killed by dragonmen, so you won't dare to play, right?" Fang Yu shook his head slightly, such a minotaur would not be able to force You Liya's hole cards at all.

"But there's one thing I'm very concerned about." Fang Yu's eyes condensed slightly, he had already counted carefully just now, there were only 98 dragonmen in You Liya.

I couldn't get the standard 100.

"Is it because the dragonman is S-class, so the breeding speed is slow?" Fang Yu frowned, "Or are there two special dragonmen hidden in this group of dragonmen?" ”

Or, he still has two dragonmen that don't appear as the last hole cards.

"Wouldn't it, could it be that he also cultivated two dragonmen with priesthood as hole cards?"

Fang Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

At this moment, on the field of competition, the results have come out without suspense.

The winner was Yulia.

"Bored, I thought you could make me a little more sexual." You Liya summoned her dragon man back to the Divine Domain, and after the spatial crack, the huge dragon head made a low sound.

"Why do I come to deliver food when I know I will lose, even if I go all out, I guess I will be slaughtered, you two guys come out, who can stop it."

"It's not easy for me to train a priesthood minotaur."

You Liya pursed her lips, this guy just wants to finish this game at will, which is equivalent to sending a hundred minotaurs to kill her, after all, he doesn't want to bear the pressure of public opinion to admit defeat before he plays.

Even if it is slaughtered, it is better than surrendering without a fight.

"It's hypocritical." Yu Liya muttered.

Saying that.

The two sides lifted the war and returned to the present world.

"You Liya won the game again, and the minotaur who had performed very well before was so powerless in front of Yu Liya's dragonman."

"It's not that Zhuo Sigang's minotaur group is too weak, but You Liya is too strong!"

"Next is the battle between the Civilian Great Demon King and the strongest light of the family, who can lift the final championship trophy, after a further advertisement, we will be back immediately!"

The competition ended with the excited voice of the host.

Entered a break of about half an hour.

And at the moment.

Fang Yu's consciousness also sank into the god clone.

He wants to digest the gains of the previous battle with the undead, and face You Liya in his full state.

At the bottom of the sea, the huge monster opened its eyes at this moment.

He saw the ten soul fires that had been sacrificed and thrown to the bottom of the sea.

"The undead race is a very special race, their souls are materialized, and they are already a special kind of lifeform, but I don't know if I can extract the innate ability of the undead."

Fang Yu directly swallowed the few materialized soul fires into his stomach in one gulp.

[Record]: You devoured the undead*10, and you gained the talent: Soul Fire: The soul of your faith group can be materialized, and even if you are killed, you will not die.

[Record]: Your innate soul fire has corroded. Soul Fire (Corrosive): The souls of your faith community are corrupted, can materialize, and have +20 resistance to the Light.

"This talent?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows, which meant that even if his half-orc was killed, he would not die, but would enter a state of suspended animation, just like an undead.

But after death, I'm afraid that it will no longer be a half-orc, but a different race and become an undead?

Or will he be able to resurrect it?

Fang Yu frowned slightly, this talent could not provide him with instant combat power, at best, it could only be regarded as a means of preserving his life.

"I have no choice but to bite the bullet!" Fang Yu counted his hole cards, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Champion, he is bound to win.

He has to keep getting stronger, and only then can he be able to protect himself.

Fang Yu thought of the fallen god clone in his previous body, thought of the assassination in the Divine Domain last time, and thought of those guys hidden behind the scenes, and clenched his fists slightly.

……

Soon.

Half an hour's break has already passed.

Fang Yu also stood on the side of the competition venue.

On the other side is You Liya with a cold face.

"Fang Yu, I hope you can make me have fun this time!" You Liya's face was expressionless, "Don't be like the previous guys, you lost too quickly. ”

"If you want to become a real demon king, you have to hold that trophy."

Yu Liya's delicate fingers pointed to the high platform.

Because it was the final, the trophy that symbolized the championship had already been put on display.

You Liya squinted her eyes slightly, and said secretly: "I will definitely defeat you, as a child of the family, I must not insult the glory of the ancestors!" ”

"I'm not interested in the name of the Great Demon King, but I will do my best in this match, and I will do my best to win this trophy!" Fang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He doesn't value honor, but the benefits it can bring.

"Just as I am!" You Liya smiled cruelly.

……

"The final of the freshman competition is about to start!"

"One side is the leading figure of the family's children, You Liya, who has been famous for a long time at a young age!"

"The other party is Fang Yu, who is from the civilian class and is known as the Great Demon King!"

"Which of the two will finally lift the championship trophy!"

"The war begins!"