At the foot of the mountain, Constantine looked calm, but his palms were clenched into fists.

The bloodline of the dragon knight allows them to gain the power of an ancient dragon and become an existence far above mortals.

It is no exaggeration to say that every awakened dragon vein is a real war beast.

Will Roland survive Calfield in his dragonized state?

Even Constantine couldn't find an accurate answer, after all, he didn't have the experience to face the top dragon veiners, and he lacked relevant information.

The silver dragon's wings spread out and flew down from the depths of the night sky, landing on Caulfield like a silver meteor, merging with the dragon knight's body.

A sharp cracking sound emanated from Caulfield's body, and the marquis's coat was torn into countless pieces of cloth, and scales glittering with silver sheen grew out of him, and the bones of his body crackled, and his size increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Caulfield's eyes had turned pure silver, like two solidified pieces of silver amber.

The mountain wind howled, and Caulfield slapped his palm at Roland, and with his shot, silver arcs of lightning danced in the night sky, like countless shining tassels under the moonlight.

【Thunder Dragon Claw】

The golden light in Roland's hand was magnificent, and the flame sword soared to three meters away, and the giant sword slashed towards Calfield's dragon claws.

The dragon's claws gripped the Flame Greatsword, the flames scorching the dragon scales, and bursts of hot wind swept in front of Caulfield, illuminating the Marquis's indifferent face with great clarity.

Caulfield's five fingers sparkled the flames with a furious arc of electricity, and the dragon's claw swept towards Roland, who used his magic to condense a shield of light to stop in front of the dragon's claw.

The light bloomed, Roland's face turned pale, his body regressed, and the holy light that enveloped his whole body suddenly dimmed, and Caulfield's palm not only cracked several defensive magic spells on his body, but also shattered the holy light armor condensed by magic power.

Paladins, known for their defensive power, still look vulnerable in front of the Dragon Knights.

Caulfield didn't give up, his figure suddenly blurred, and a silver afterimage appeared behind him, but his body appeared in front of Roland, and in the blink of an eye, the [Moon Mark] scratched countless silver rays.

In his dragonized state, Caulfield is no less fast than the top bounty hunters.

Roland half-knelt on the ground, his palm pressed on the ground, countless golden divine words floated above his head, and majestic divine power emitted, forming a golden light shield to protect Roland in it.

[Heavenly Blessing].

This is Roland's most powerful defensive spell, with the only drawback being the inability to move while the magic is being used.

The silver sword slashed against the golden shield with a roaring sound, and although each sword slash would make the holy light shield tremble violently, splashing countless golden points of light, it was never able to break through the protection of [Heavenly Blessing].

A cold light flashed in Caulfield's silver eyes, "This level of divine skill wants to resist the power of the silver dragon? ”

Caulfield took a deep breath, and the wind swelled, blowing his silver hair fluttering.

A silver flame appeared in front of him, and the flame gradually expanded with the help of the wind, and finally turned into a huge fireball with a diameter of five meters, the flame fluctuated and swept over the mountain peak, and the rocks on the top of the mountain were burning with silver flames, and the flames were extremely viscous.

Looking up from the middle of the mountain, the entire summit seemed to be burning, immersed in silver flames.

This flame containing the power of the bloodline is one of the most terrifying abilities of high-level dragon veiners--- [Dragon's Breath]

With a wave of his hand, the ball of flame formed by the dragon's breath smashed into Roland, and the flames poured on the wall of light, and the power of the powerful and domineering silver dragon bloodline began to erode the wall built by the divine power.

Roland's face changed, and he found that the runes that supported the operation of the divine shield were actually extinguished like candles in the wind, and he secretly said that it was not good in his heart.

Caulfield's dragon claws tore apart the walls of Heaven Blessed as if they were tearing apart a piece of cream.

Roland certainly doesn't sit still, and in a duel with a very fast pace, he simply doesn't wait for the opponent to complete his attack before improvising.

So, Roland took the way of attacking.

When his body returned to action, Roland did not hesitate to launch a rush attack, turning his fingers into a sword, and a pale sword aura pierced the door of Caulfield's face.

Divine Sword Style--- Pale Justice

In the face of the most powerful single move in the Divine Sword Style, Caulfield did not retreat at all, his body deviated, and he used his dragon body to resist Roland's sword qi, and his claws backstruck, shattering Roland's second sword into glass in the night wind.

Easily dissolving Roland's two swords that had been gathering momentum for a long time, the dragon knight coldly smashed out with a fist, landing on Roland's chest, blasting Roland out.

Roland let out a muffled grunt, and his entire body was embedded in the mountain wall, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Under Caulfield's Dragon Fist, there seemed to be no difference between Sanctuary-level magical armor and a piece of paper.

Roland walked slowly out of the smoke with difficulty, blood flowing from his lips, looking a little miserable, as if he would fall in the next moment.

Realizing that he couldn't dodge Caulfield's fatal punch for a moment, Roland instinctively used all his means to defend.

Countless holy lights shone all around him, and the effects of the four divine techniques of [Holy Healing Technique], [Blessing Technique], [Advanced Healing], and [Protective Light] were quickly blessed on his body, and the speed was fast enough to make even a bishop-level divine magician amazed.

Under normal circumstances, the power of these four divine arts could instantly pull any ordinary person back from a state of serious injury to almost healing.

However, in the face of the dragon knight's crushing power, these four magic skills were only enough for Roland to barely stand up and walk in front of Caulfield.

If he was an ordinary Sanctuary powerhouse, he had already been killed after the blow he had just received from Calfield, and the best result would be that he could not afford to be seriously injured.

"Do you still want to die?"

Caulfield looked at Roland, his cold silver dragon pupils seemed to be able to penetrate Roland's body, and said in a playful tone: "Two ribs in your chest have been broken, and your internal organs have begun to bleed, and, after fighting me for so long, your magic power is enough for you to use several healing techniques? twice, or three times?"

Roland coughed twice in pain and did not answer Caulfield's question, because Constantine's voice sounded in his mind with the help of the soul contract, with a little annoyance: "Do you want to die?"

As a mage who had signed a soul contract with Roland, Constantine could sense that Roland's current situation was very bad

"Almost, not yet. ”

"The opponent is an old pervert like Caulfield, can you beat him, and you don't have a little force in your heart?"

Constantine said unceremoniously, "How many times have you said it, if you can't beat him, you can run, it's a big deal that we will beat him together, if you die here, where will I find another Sanctuary-level servant?"

Roland wiped the blood from his lips, "I want to try." ”

Sensing Constantine's imminent outburst, Roland smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, but I don't want to run away anymore, after all, this is my battle." ”

Constantine was silent, he knew Roland's past, and he also knew the shadow in Roland's heart, if he couldn't overcome this shadow, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to move forward in this life,

After a short silence, Constantine said lightly: "Whatever you want, but, give me a win." ”

"Except for you, I don't seem to have lost to anyone in my life. Roland smiled, "Don't worry." ”

"Have you conceived your last words?" Caulfield said indifferently, the dragon's claws raised, and in the palm of his hand, the silver flame reappeared.

The dragon breath mastered by the dragon vein is not only powerful, but also comes with various special effects, and the most terrifying feature of the dragon breath emitted by the silver dragon bloodline holder is that it can penetrate most protective magic and divine arts, which means that ordinary magicians are almost indistinguishable from naked in front of Caulfield.

To Calfield's surprise, Roland in front of him actually straightened his back.

An invisible force seemed to emerge from his body, and his gaze, which had been somewhat sluggish under the severe injury, recondensed and became sharper.

This is the role of the soul contract.

The biggest difference between the Soul Contract and other contracts is that the Soul Contract is not only a more powerful means of restraint, but also a powerful help when necessary.

If the two parties who sign the soul contract have the same mind and the same goal, then the command of the soul contractor is no longer a bondage, but becomes a great force acting on the depths of the spirit of the oath-taker.

Constantine's phrase "Win for me" was given through the spiritual connection established by the soul contract, which was naturally understood by the contract as a command, transmitted to the depths of Roland's heart, mobilizing the potential in the paladin's body and strengthening his desire for victory.

Brilliant golden flames rose at Roland's feet, and warm streams of light poured out of Roland's body, quickly repairing his previous injuries.

The temperature in Caulfield's eyes dropped to freezing, and the magical aura that poured out of Roland not only did not weaken, but also increased unbelievably.

The terrifying power of the soul contract was strengthening Roland's body and will little by little, pushing him into the depths of the Sanctuary Realm.

The holy light gushing out of Roland's body was simply unstoppable, and the surging golden light shot straight into the sky, making the moonlight even discolored.

The huge magic force shook the entire main peak, and the people below were discolored.

As a dark creature, Borherz twisted his neck uncomfortably, and the divine aura emitted by Roland was too strong to make him a little uncomfortable.

The werewolf chief on the side whispered uneasily.

For the first time since tonight, a solemn expression appeared on Caulfield's face.

The increase in power that appeared on Roland's body was really unbelievably large, and even Caulfield himself released a magical aura when his strength was at its peak.

"Did this guy take some magic potion from the Pope?" said Karena, looking at Constantine suspiciously. "How did it become so terrifying all of a sudden?"

Constantine rolled his eyes, "If you know anyone with this magic potion, please contact me as soon as possible." ”

At the top of the mountain, Caulfield sneered, "I don't know what happened to you, but it's ridiculous that a mere mortal wants to shake the dragon." ”

Caulfield is not arrogant, it is not uncommon for dragon veiners to defeat opponents whose magic is stronger than their own, and after the bloodline awakens, it is not only magic power that is strengthened, but also a series of abilities such as defense, magic resistance, speed, and reaction.

Caulfield's strength after dragonization is still above Roland, and for him, it is enough to defeat Roland for the duration of the dragonized state.

Moreover, even with the increase in the soul contract, the gap between the two sides in terms of combat awareness and experience is still unbridgeable.

Both shot at the same time.

Rumble!

Powerful power fluctuations wipe out the sea of clouds that enveloped the mountain peaks.

It was a no-showy attack, and Roland didn't choose to avoid it this time, or even spend time concentrating his magic weapon, but concentrated all his strength on his fists, and took extremely tough steps to meet Calfield's electric dragon claws head-on.

In the face of Longhua Caulfield's strength and experience, any skills and tactics are meaningless, and fighting in a hard-fought way is the lowest cost, so when he threw this punch, Roland didn't even hesitate for a moment.

After the power fluctuations dissipated, Roland staggered back two steps, and a faint glow of electricity and silver flames swirled around his body.

Caulfield didn't move.

Although on the scene, the paladin is still at a disadvantage, but compared to the situation just now, when he was directly crushed to the point that he had almost no power to fight back, he didn't know how much better.

Using the divine power to dispel the electric fire on his body, Roland pounced again, his whole body was wrapped in golden holy flames, and a golden divine aura pulsed on his body.

Caulfield snorted coldly and threw the [Moon Scar] aside, in this level of confrontation, the effect of legendary weapons is not great, and it is more advantageous to have a free hand in hand-to-hand combat

It's another **stormy fight, two dazzling streamers chasing and colliding in the sky....

A few minutes later, the two stood on the top of a messy mountain.

There is no intact ground left on the entire summit, and it is full of cracks and rubble.

Roland's face was pale, and it was obvious that the mana consumption was extremely huge, and Caulfield was not injured except that the luster on the scales was much darker.

Roland shook his somewhat sore arm, "Like, it's still not good." ”

Caulfield said indifferently: "Even if you fight a thousand more times, you still can't win against me, the human body is too fragile, even after becoming a sanctuary, it is the same, it can't be compared to the ancient dragon." ”

Roland acknowledged Caulfield's statement, which was fully reflected in the confrontation just now, the gap between the two sides was not in magic and realm, but in physical function.

Roland needs to apply his magic power all over his body to defend against the dragon knight's attacks, but Caulfield, who has the protection of dragon scales, does not need to scruple and only needs to use his magic power boldly and boldly to attack, and there is no need to think about self-protection at all.

This is an innate gap between the two races, humans and dragons, and it cannot be changed.

"The Nibelungen and Charlemagne are both human, but they have defeated the Elder Dragons before. Roland said.

"His Majesty did just that, and that's why he's one of the greatest beings in human history, but do you deserve to be compared to him?" Caulfield scoffed.

Roland was silent for a moment, "I can't do it, but the epic heroes aren't just the Nibelungen. ”

Roland's hand gripped the hilt of the sword beside him.

Caulfield raised an eyebrow, the mockery in his eyes intensifying.

It's not that Caulfield didn't notice the cross sword beside Roland before, but Roland hasn't used it all along, so Caulfield didn't take it too seriously, and only thought it was an ordinary saber used for decoration.

What's more, weapons below the legendary level are unlikely to bring any harm to themselves at all.

Even if it is a legendary weapon, there are only a few that can threaten Caulfield, and those few are obviously impossible to appear in Roland's hands.

So, what's the use of drawing a sword at this time?

"Die!"

Caulfield didn't want to waste any more time, the dragon vein aura erupted, and the dragon scales on his body reflected an incomparably cold silver glow.

The dragon knight raised his hand and stretched it out into the air, as if to tear the moon off, and in the moonlight, his body was incomparably taller, like a towering silver tower.

Unprecedented surging flames appeared in his hands, turning into a silver sun that lit up the peaks, and from the foot of the mountain, the silver flames burned and ate at the edge of the moon little by little, like a lunar eclipse.

Roland lowered his head, focused and slowly pulled out the cross sword at his waist little by little, his expression humble and reverent, like a pilgrimage.

The crosssword was finally unsheathed.

There was no change in the color of the heavens and the earth, no howling winds, no landslides and cracks, none of the pictures imagined by these worldly people appeared, and there was no movement on the mountain peaks.

Because everything is quiet.

In Roland's eyes, everything has become extremely slow, only the light of the Holy Cross Sword in his hand flows at an eternal speed, telling the eternal truth: between heaven and earth, light is eternal.

The light here does not refer to the Lord of Light, but to the Light of all.

Holy light, daylight, moonlight, starlight... It's all light.

Roland's heart suddenly brightened: it turned out that light is light, and there is no need for more meaning.

This sword is housed with the purest light, so it doesn't need any superfluous attributes.

Only in this way can we be eternal.

With the sword drawn, all the divine aura on Roland's body was completely extinguished, and he became extremely peaceful

Instead of disappearing, it accumulates in another form in the body and gradually merges into the sword.

Caulfield felt that something was wrong, the powerful holy power in Roland's body seemed to be gone, but it felt even more dangerous to him.

Roland raised his head, strode out, and swung his sword calmly, with the most earthly of slashes, like an apprentice who had just learned to wield a sword.

Caulfield let out a loud cry, and the dragon's breath gushed out, engulfing the entire mountaintop.

Roland's sword slashed through the dragon flame, and the dragon's breath that could incinerate all things was in front of the crosssword, and it detoured like a tide touching a reef.

A bit of white light fell to the ground like a galaxy, rapidly amplifying in Caulfield's silver pupils.

In the midst of this speeding sword, Caulfield read only one word: eternity.

Durandal's blade slashed through the indestructible silver dragon scales, tearing a crack in Caulfield's upper body, and silver blood splattered like a waterfall.

Roland took a few steps back, his sword shook, and the blood of the silver dragon spilled diagonally on the ground like a rolling silver pearl.