Staring at the swooping Wittin, Albert smiled intriguingly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, he activated the Holy Spirit and activated his breathing rate, and with each inhalation, a violent burst of fire elemental poured into his lungs.

As more and more fire elementals were added, the flames continued to compress in Albert's lungs, transforming into a scorching dragon flame. The dragon scales on his body also changed from dark red to crimson, and from crimson to bright red, from dull to shining, and from shining to brilliant. His chest was almost transparent, bursting with a blazing red glow, and he could even see dragon flames flowing and churning through the blood-stained lining.

Witton Stine was a little stunned, he had lived for an endless time, but he had never seen a spell like this, neither on the surface nor underground.

However, despite this, Wittensting's movements did not stop at all, and even accelerated a lot. He didn't think that a weak seven-star ancient mage could endanger his life, this was not conceit, but confidence in his own strength, as long as the blood poison core did not damage him, he would be immortal.

Not only that, but once he gives up on the attack, he will go from active to passive, which is unacceptable to him.

Weytonstin was extremely fast, and the distance of ten meters was instantaneous.

"Die!" he smirked and screamed, and stabbed Albert in the chest with a "bloodthirsty".

In Witten's mind, it was time for everything to end, and as long as this blow hit could be used to plan Albert's strange spell.

However, the blow that was thought to be an easy success failed. When the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Weston stared at Albert, who was not pierced by the "bloodthirsty", but the impact was pushed away, and fell into a brief loss of consciousness and confusion.

He didn't know what was going on, Albert had already taken off his armor, why he still had such a strong defense.

Could it be that the blood-stained shirt was wearing a more resilient piece of armor? No, it couldn't be, and if Albert was wearing the armor, how was his liner dyed red?

"Dragon Flame Breath!"

At this moment, the dragon's groan sounded like thunder.

Startled, Witton Stephen retracted his thoughts and looked at Albert as he fell.

A real dragon! He was terrified in his heart, and he could not be wrong, he had heard the palpitating voice with his own ears.

Could it be that Albert wasn't a human, but a dragon?, Witton Stein thought to himself.

However, it was already too late.

Extremely hot, liquid-like dragon flames erupted from Albert's mouth and turned into a fiery dragon.

Wherever the fire dragon reached with teeth and claws, the night dome was distorted and deformed, and the rain within a few meters evaporated into water vapor, and even the air emitted a series of "crackling" popping sounds.

"No!"

A terrible scream rang out, and the dragon devoured Wittensteen mercilessly.

In just an instant, most of Westen's body melted, and the blood poison power he mastered was powerless at this moment.

Reaching the seven-star magic power can release the dragon flame breath, but this does not mean that the dragon flame breath only has the power of the seven-star magic. One of the most famous and feared forms of dragon magic, Dragon's Breath is so powerful that it can be infinitely enhanced, and can even destroy gods if the magic is sufficient. Although Albert's mana level is only seven stars and his strength value is only 749 points, with the blessing of the Holy Soul, his mana value is equal to 1/4 increase.

The dragon breath released by the strength of nearly a thousand mana powers, Witton Sting, whose strength was at the peak of the nine-star star, could not resist at all.

The heart-pounding screams finally stopped, and the dragon flame and blood mist dissipated.

Albert, who was falling downward, looked at the night dome in the rain, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

However, a shrill laugh suddenly rang out, and Albert's nerves tensed again, and he quickly turned his head to look at where the voice came from.

On the other side of the night dome floated a tattered blood-colored orb, and if he was not mistaken, laughter was coming from the blood-colored orb.

"Albert, no, should I call you Albert the Human, or Albert the Dragon?" At this moment, a sharp voice sounded again, making Albert confirm his conjecture, but he was not happy.

Albert glared at the orb, which he knew was Westonsteen's core of blood poison.

"You're angry, well, if I were to be angry. After losing his body, Wittensting's voice became very unpleasant, but he didn't realize it, and chattered, or rather, mocking and threatening, "Wait, I'll tell the world the news, I believe there must be many people interested in a living dragon, especially a young dragon that hasn't grown up yet." ”

Albert remained silent, not out of fear, but because he had nothing to do to stop Wittonsteen.

"That's right, Mr. Vampire, if you can survive. ”

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant sound sounded, followed by the sound of a whistling wind, and a golden sword.

"No!" Witton Sting only had time to roar, and before he could react, the golden sword pierced through his last body. To be precise, it runs through the core of blood poison.

Albert looked back and smiled knowingly.

High in the canopy, Joanna in golden armor still maintains a throwing posture, heroic and cool.

At this time, Joanna also looked over and said something silently. She wanted to tell Albert that she had now grown into a trusted comrade-in-arms.

Immediately afterwards, Joanna rose to her feet, jumped and ran wildly in the canopy, accurately catching Albert, who was falling downwards and unable to move.

"Yes, you can be trusted. Albert smiled, though the situation was a little awkward.

He didn't like to be held by a girl like that, it felt so awkward.

"Of course, I said it earlier. Joanna smiled, put Albert down, and jumped off the canopy first.

Albert followed, and although the wound on his leg had not yet healed, the bleeding had now stopped, and such a trivial thing as climbing a tree could no longer stump him.

Albert's mood was a little complicated when he looked at Joanna's reverie back, and Joanna also heard Westonsting's words, but she didn't ask him about the dragon's background. He knew why, Joanna had said when she was in the Misty Forest that she wouldn't ask, she would wait for the other party to give an answer. When he returned to the ground, Albert touched the hard dragon scales in the inner lining, and finally made a decision in his heart.

Joanna can be trusted.

But not now, Albert thought to himself, he had more important things to do now.

He barely stopped, didn't even speak to Joanna, and limped to Chevis's side.

The threat of the vampire Weston is gone, and he is finally able to rescue Chevis, since the red dragon blood can heal the little Tyrannosaurus rex, it will definitely work for Chevis, the other party said that dragons and wurms were once primitive dinosaurs.