"Swear by blood. ”

"Styx is proof. ”

Countless golden runes flew up from the bodies of one man and one dragon, and those contract words that no one could understand scattered like butterflies, and then twisted and disappeared in the air.

"Hahaha!"

Both of them felt that they had taken advantage of each other, and the other party was two, so they laughed out loud in unison, looking at the stupid look of the other side who had suffered a loss and was triumphant, and the laughter became louder and louder.

"Now that the deal has been made, it's yours. ”

Yalei restrained his smile and reached out and gently pushed, pushing the house-sized Demon God Protocore in front of the fire dragon.

"Tsk...... Huh?"

Lao Wa lowered his head, as if he was sniffing some delicacies, and greedily took a deep breath on the Demon God Protocore, and then the dragon's face showed a vivid and suspicious look:

"This prokaryotes don't smell right...... How does it look like a stillbirth!"

"If it's not a stillbirth, can a mere mortal in Calv, even with the help of supermagic, replace the consciousness of the demon god?"

The black-haired knight flashed to its side, patted the hot scales on the fire dragon's thighs, and comforted: "A forcibly hatched stillborn is not a stillborn, use it with peace of mind, anyway, there is no difference in the effect." ”

"It always feels like a refurbished ......"

Lao Wa seems to have a serious psychological cleanliness habit, knowing that there is no difference in performance, but he still keeps complaining: "Why is it stillborn...... What a pity...... Such a good thing is flawed. ”

Yalei didn't care about this psychological cleanliness dragon, anyway, the contract has been established, and it is useless to regret it now, he looked up at the enclosed space that had faded to only a thin layer of glass, and said loudly:

"The battle is not over yet, the monster bred by this guy is still wreaking havoc in Edinburgh, let's go, let's go and put an end to this demonic disaster. ”

When the flame dragon heard what was going on, he quickly opened his mouth and swallowed the Demon God Protonuclear into his belly, and suddenly flapped its wings into the sky, and flew out of the enclosed space through the upper opening that had come in before, following the hurricane set off by the dragon's wings.

......

On the battlefield, the monsters that are like the black tide are endless, and the monsters that are advancing frantically have been blocked by the power of the kingdom and are being surrounded and suppressed by the resistance forces in an orderly manner. And the participants in this encirclement and suppression are not only humans, but also goblins, monsters, and even gods who have been lost for a long time and are dying.

From the very beginning, Areh did not think that the Scourge was simply a war for humans, and that they had to win more and more powerful allies. Therefore, long before the battle, the Harpy was sent to spread the word to all the living beings living in this land - this battle is closely related to their survival, and all those who want to survive must participate in the resistance.

As Calf tore through the earth and poured out of the enclosed space with its endless descendants, all the Harpys set out again, tasked with gathering the allies they had communicated with to fend off the scourge.

Now they all came, with fear and anger at the Chaos Gods, guided by the Rousselvia Eagle, pouring out their hatred of the monsters with their bodies and claws.

The whistling sound sounded in the dusk sky, and the sky and the earth were filled with gunsmoke, and the falling and burning monsters reflected the dim sky, and there were constantly trolls dragging the fire light and falling for a long time, like meteors.

The war is burning on the ground, and the guards who have come from all directions have all been dispatched, forming an encirclement network with the accompanying monsters, goblins, and gods, and fighting the monster legions that have fallen into the nest on the ground. The cannon roared over the ears, and in the midst of the battle, the monsters were like smoke and smoke, blooming with a dazzling light.

Above the battlefield, the huge figure of the dragon leaped out of the swollen black sphere, rising into the air like a rocket, like light and electricity, all the way to the upper end of the clouds.

"Go to Edinburgh. ”

The black-haired knight stood between the horns of the old tile, his eyes sprayed with poison fire, carrying Calf's head in one hand and raising the holy sword in his hand in the other.

Roar!

The flame dragon groaned low, rolled up, spread its huge wings, and gracefully flipped its heels in the air, like lightning striking the earth.

The wind whistled through the sky, rolling up the hem of Yalei's clothes, and just as the crimson fire dragon swooped down on the earth and skimmed the flying monsters, it was just a stagger, and a dark red light suddenly rose into the air, slashing the dusk sky!

Boom!

In an instant, hundreds of flying monsters turned into torches in a scream, and with soul-scorching hell fire, large swaths fell from the sky.

At the moment when the sword light bloomed, the sword light condensed in the black-haired knight's hand suddenly dimmed.

What's going on!?

Yalei only felt that his strength was rapidly decreasing, and when he looked down, he saw countless translucent tiny chains converging out of the void, like maggots on tarsal bones, burrowing into his body.

Damn the Holy Order Lock, it's strengthened again...... Don't you know that I'm fighting for it?

The black-haired knight subconsciously pinched Calf's head, feeling the suppression of the world's will, trying to ignore the discomfort caused by the decline of strength.

Boom, boom!

The dragon swooped down with a series of sharp roars, destroying a large number of flying monsters in an instant, this scene was noticed by countless people, and the continuous cries resounded over Edinburgh:

"The dragon is back!"

"Look! It's the Governor!"

"The Governor has won!

In the cheers of the crowd, the flame dragon swept low across the battlefield with its breath, the flames sprinkled down like a waterfall, and a large number of stubborn monsters suddenly ignited carbonization, and after only a few cycles, the battlefield gradually returned to calm.

A huge fire dragon hovered over the royal city like a floating cloud, casting huge shadows on the ground of Edinburgh, and the silver fire flickered its eyes like a bright moon, illuminating the city that was flooded by darkness.

"We've won!"

The cheers inside and outside the city converged into a surging ocean, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the dragon with awe-inspiring eyes, observing the burly body and shining scale armor of the flame dragon.

“......”

The dragon lowered its majestic head, and between the sharp horns, stood a burly and vigorous figure. The dusk sun clothed him in pale gold armor, and he stood above the head of the fiery dragon, overlooking the people who looked up at him under the royal capital, and behind him was the bright red sunset.

Yalei silently put down the holy sword that flickered with cold light, and raised Calf's unsightly head towards the thousands of eyes that stared at him:

"This is the Black Goat Mother Goddess, and it's dead. ”

All those who looked up let out a single exclamation of surprise, looked at the huge and ugly head, trembled and raised their hands, and in the next moment, the cheers of humans, goblins, monsters, and gods almost tore the sky.

In the direction of Inverness, three huge battleships were moored in the blood-stained sea, their silver-white hulls draped in a harsh glow, and the shouts of victory resounded equally from the sides and on the shore—they had triumphed. (To be continued.) )