There are many bloodline abilities circulating on the continent of Ikadia, such as the [Titan Favor] and [Thunder Arbiter] of the high-level barbarian bloodline, the [Berserk] and [Beast God's Fury] of the beast bloodline, the [Mana Source] of the Witch Clan's secret tradition, and the [Death Pupil] and [Night Travel] of the Blood Clan, all of which are special abilities that the powerhouses of the major races are proud of.

As the inheritors of the bloodline of the ancient dragon, the dragon knights of the Dragon Lance Dynasty naturally have their own natural abilities, and a dragon vein with bloodline ability, even if the magic power does not reach the realm of the holy realm, the combat power is almost the same.

And once they become a Sanctuary, the bloodline abilities of the dragon knights allow them to sweep the sword masters of the same rank.

This is the fundamental reason why the Dragon Lance Dynasty has been able to dominate the continental countries in terms of force for thousands of years.

Ophiro is the youngest dragon knight in the previous generation, and his talents and achievements are known to the world, so how strong should his bloodline abilities be?

Roar!

The sound of a mighty dragon roar emanated from the tip of the black spear, and the body of the spear trembled excitedly, like a young dragon ready to flutter its wings and fly high.

The vertical lines in Ophilod's pupils flashed with a dangerous light, and the majesty of the dragon class was released from him, and at this moment, this cynical middle-aged man, who gave people the feeling of a dragon that had been dormant for many years, opened his eyes suddenly.

The wind gathered around him, and the whirring sound of the wind beat like a frenzied drum, beating the earth.

The next moment, the spear in Ophero's hand was thrown.

He threw not only a spear, but also a cyan storm.

The cyan whirlwind enveloped the dragon's spear, turning into a beam of black lightning and stabbing at the body of the Abyss Lord, flying sand and rocks everywhere it went, the sky was dark, and there was a real electric light in the storm.

This is Auphilo's bloodline ability--- [Storm Piercing]

Sensing an unprecedented threat, the Abyss Lord let out a roar and instinctively defended.

Black mist rolled around Tismar, and the demonic mist guarded the Great Lord behind him like an impregnable wall.

The Black Mist is the embodiment of the Abyss High Lord's chaotic aura, and any weapon that falls into this mist will be eroded.

The cyan storm crashed against the black walls, and to Tismar's shock, his mist was easily blown away.

Although his strength has been reduced under the influence of the [Heavenly Judgment], Tismal is still very confident in his magic, how can a mere human break through his own defenses?

The Dragon's Spear pierced through the Abyss Lord's armor and poured into the armor with a storm of dragons' roars.

The storm roared, as if dozens of dragons roared in the eye of the wind, blowing the horn of attack, and the surging force of the wind was like an indestructible blade, tearing the black armor apart in an instant.

Tismar's chest was bloodied.

In a fit of rage, Tismar swung his sword at Ophiro who was rushing towards him, and the black blade cut a hundred-meter-long mark across the plain.

The dragon knight did not stop, and with the blessing of [Tempest], his body turned into an afterimage in the wind, and Tismal's angry sword light could not hit the speeding Ophiro at all.

Slender ravines cracked behind the dragon knight, like a straight line drawn by the hand of the gods on the plains, and most of the attacks were dodged by Orphilo, and the cyan wind turned into wings that supported him forward, allowing him to dodge with ease in the abyss lord's furious slash.

The palm of Ophiro's right hand had changed, the nails of his fingers had become extremely sharp and slender, and fine cyan dragon scales appeared on his skin.

And in his dragon pupils, Tismar's every movement of the sword seemed extremely sluggish.

Ophiro let out a roar, and this roar contained a powerful dragon might, like the wind sweeping through the yellow sand in the desert, announcing the arrival of that mysterious, ancient, and proud race thousands of years ago.

The dragon knight leaped high, and the dragon's right claw wedged deep into the abyss lord's chest, piercing the abyss lord's heart, and then ripped out, bringing up a puff of red and black blood unique to demons.

The glorious light fell, and the Great Demon with no armor protection and a damaged heart was finally unable to resist the power of the laws of the plane's order, and exploded into a cloud of black flames in the roar, and finally turned into nothingness.

......

The sun shines like the sun.

Enveloped in scorching radiance, Younas's shattered soul revealed many images that he had long forgotten.

Moved by his curiosity when he first learned magic as a child, he was ecstatic after becoming a high-level mage, and was looked up to and worshipped by countless people, and with pride and ambition, he walked into the city of dawn that changed his life...

After that, there was endless pain and frustration.

Standing in his own spiritual world, looking at the slowly setting sun in the sky, the sea of blood under his feet reflects the memories of the past......

Looking at the vaguely familiar delicate cheeks, Younas couldn't help but be in a trance: Is this what he used to be?

But soon, he came to his senses, bit his tongue, and used the Magister's powerful spiritual power to briefly break free from the illusion created by the [Heavenly Judgment].

"You can't kill me, you can't think of it, I have a last resort to escape. Younas laughed wildly, his body already lit by the flame, but the madness in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

The magical symbol of blood collapsed, forming a blood-colored ball of light that enveloped him, blocking out the light of Heavenly Judgment, one of the many dark magic secret techniques that Younas mastered.

He pulled the scroll that Drexs had given him from his robes, and with the help of this teleportation scroll, he could leave and look for his next chance.

Although this trip failed, as long as you survive, there is always the possibility of a comeback.

Witnessing this, Diana frowned, raised her Holy Flame Greatsword and rushed towards Younas, she would never let this dangerous evil magician leave, it would be a disaster for the entire empire.

It's late, Younas looked at the figure that was coming towards him with a brilliant tail flame, a hint of mockery flashed at the corner of his mouth, the speed given by the angel's wings is indeed quite fast, but the words are too late at this distance, and he can teleport away as long as he moves.

However, the moment the scroll unfolded, Younas froze.

There were no magic symbols engraved on the scroll, only a short line of words:

"Those who turn their backs on the glorious will be judged finally. ”

Then, the scroll burst into flames of its own accord, and pale purifying flames erupted, turning into ropes that firmly entwined Younas, incinerating his body and soul.

The sudden change made Diana stunned, she didn't use the magic spell, so who released the purifying fire in front of her?

Younas's eyes flashed with despair, horror, and anger, and he finally understood that Drakes didn't want him to leave safely at all, and was ready to kill him in the first place.

Even if he succeeds in killing the emperor, in order to escape the pursuit of the Holy See, he must use this hidden magic scroll to escape from the empire, and what awaits him is death.

"Drakes!" Younas yelled viciously.

Hearing this name, Diana was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, so she hurriedly waved her hand and chanted a few incantations to release the flames that bound Younas.

Looking at the struggling black magician, the expression of the four princesses became stern, "Is it the Grand Inquisitor who instructed you to make the move to summon demons?"

This is once-in-a-lifetime evidence, and once Younas testifies, then, it can be found that Drexs is guilty of collusion with heresy.

As if understanding her thoughts, the dying Younas raised his head, the corners of his mouth barely pulling a hint of mockery, "I know what you're thinking, but unfortunately, you're still too tender compared to Drex, that old guy won't leave any handle on his opponent, unless you capture me alive and return to the Holy See, no one will believe your words." ”

"It's just a pity that I don't have long to live. Knowing his fate, Younas coughed in pain and his voice was hoarse.

The black magician's skin slowly cracked, and under the illumination of the holy light, his body, which had been transformed many times by black magic, could no longer withstand the power of the backlash, and was disintegrating little by little.

Diana released a wisp of spiritual power, searched Younas's body, and found that it was indeed as the other party said, under the scorching of the holy fire, Younas's body had been damaged to the extreme, and his soul was the same, it was difficult to even hold on for an extra second, and at this moment it was just a return to the light.

At this moment, Younas, who appeared in her eyes, had a completely different face, gray hair, old and dry skin disappeared, and his ugly face had also become a face with a bit of vicissitudes of life, and he could vaguely glimpse the vigor of his youth.

In the sky, the golden glow slowly disappeared.

In the distance, the real sun began to slowly sink into the horizon after burning the enthusiasm of the day.

After a day of brutal slaughter, the entire arena fell silent, except for the chirping of insects and the evening breeze echoing melodiously across the quiet plains.

Younas stood in the sky, his life force was passing quickly, but he was not dead for a long time, as if waiting for something.

At this moment, Younas, who had turned back into an ordinary old man, looked into the distance steadily, his eyes were no longer crazy and gloomy, only a sense of serenity and peace, like an ordinary old man sitting in the courtyard in the evening.

Twilight spread from afar, gently sprinkling on the old man's face.

"What a familiar light...... "The old man muttered to himself, his eyes misty, as if he remembered something.

In the last moments of his life, he finally remembered that this was the twilight he had witnessed with his friends at the top of the City of Dawn...

As the sun sets, everything looks so splendid and beautiful, like an unreal dream.

His life was like a long eternal night, and it was not until the end that he finally saw the light at the end of the long night, which was still beautiful despite its belation.

Although there is no turning back, dying in this moving twilight will not have too many regrets in that world.

With such a thought in mind, Younas closed his eyes peacefully.

A gust of wind swept by, and the old man's body turned into dust and disappeared with the wind, drifting towards the distant sky...