"And there was a vision from heaven; There was a great red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns on seven heads. Its tail dragged a third of the stars in the sky and fell to the ground. And the dragon stood before the woman who was about to give birth, and when she had given birth, he would devour her child. Michael then fought the dragon.

Revelation 12:3, 4.

The roar of the dragon rang out abruptly in the night, and the quiet tomb-like environment of the Andache Monastery suddenly boiled over, and the monastery bell rang continuously, signaling the occurrence of an accident, which was both the sound of the battle horn and the cry for help.

The evil dragon is coming, the red evil dragon is coming.

The monk on duty at the monastery left a scribbled Latin inscription in the book of the day, "The dragon is coming, the red dragon is coming, coming to our monastery......"

Bernard, under the orders of the abbot, methodically commanded the academicians of the monastery, which had more than fifty monks and fifty deacons. The deacons of the monastery, armed with weapons and armor, lit the torches of the castle and began an active defense of the monastery.

The monks of the monastery were poor and lived in poverty, but the monastery was rich. In the Middle Ages, the monasteries not only had the power to collect taxes like the feudal lords, but also had their own estate, which was financed by the believers, whether it was gold or silver, or land, even fruits, vegetables, and rice.

The monks and priests in the monastery lived a poor life, but the warehouses were full of gold and silver coins handed down from ancient times, perhaps gold coins left by Otto the Great, maybe from the time of Charlemagne, maybe even gold and silver from the previous Roman Empire, or even the Greek era.

It is precisely because the church and the monastery are so rich that in order to avoid the eyes of the secular lords, they are like greedy dragons, who only know how to put their money in their own nests, put it in the cellar, and refuse to spend it.

The abbot didn't pay much attention to the money of the monastery, and in a monastery full of men, since there was no beautiful princess, how could it be possible to arouse the interest of the evil dragon, so he could only defend passively, hoping to drive the evil dragon away.

If there is a noble and beautiful princess, it should be in a convent. As long as the dragon knows the situation, then the dragon will naturally leave.

The "smart" Father Bernard had already guessed why the dragon was attacking the monastery, and the dragon liked not only the noble-born princess, but also the gold and silver coins and all kinds of valuable and shiny things.

With the spread of Mr. Greene, the bard, this became common knowledge for almost everyone.

"Ring the bell, ring the bell, ring the bell for me desperately, if our monastery is robbed by the dragon, the baron's castle will not escape the ransacking of the dragon as his domain."

Father Bernard commanded the monks to ring the bronze bell of the monastery desperately, this is the moment of life and death of the monastery, because in the eyes of everyone, the evil dragon is an evil existence, a monster against God, so if it falls into the hands of feudal lords or Orthodox priests, they obviously can still have a way to live, but in the hands of the evil dragon, it is uncertain what will happen to everyone.

In the Bard's tales, it was never heard that a dragon would accept surrender.

Whether it was for their own lives or for their faith, the priests could not compromise on the evil dragons.

Such a powerful county as the Kingdom of Thorne could not fight against the evil dragon, and the brave Francis, who had high hopes, rushed to the streets with the dragon slaying mercenary group, and it was really difficult for the strong man to let the monastery destroy the evil dragon alone, so the strategy was to delay time.

The red dragon fluttered its wings and flew in the sky, and the military superiority created by the castle on the hill that was easy to defend and difficult to attack for the vast majority of the army was a huge joke for the dragon.

Long gray nose, dark red eyes, no feathers and no fur, the whole body is like a burning flame, like burning lava in the dark night, towards the bat-like wings can set off a gust of wind when gently flapping, the two eyes are like huge copper bells emitting a faint light, and the body of more than ten meters is enough to give people a powerful sense of trembling just by staying there.

"My God, how can there be such a terrible monster in this world."

A deacon looked at the dragon in the sky and said in fear, he was very devout to God, but this piety was completely useless in the face of such a terrible monster as the dragon, his thighs were trembling, his spirit was panicking, he was holding a javelin and aimed at the dragon, but he found that he had lost the ability to move under the cover of the dragon.

The red dragon looked at the small human in monk's clothing below him, his eyes were full of disdain, even the army in armor was easily dealt with by him, not to mention these small humans, even if the evil dragon was only a dozen meters, and he belonged to a teenager in the dragon class, he could still treat these humans as small people.

"That's right, the nasty breath is here."

The evil dragon felt the aura that disgusted him, the thrilling battle a few days ago was over, for the evil dragon this was his great victory, whether it was the small army of two hundred people, or the human warrior Francis who disgusted him deeply, he finally died in his flames, not even the bones remained, but the shining holy sword in the brave man's hand finally stabbed his indestructible scale armor, stabbed his body, and left his body bleeding.

The dragon scales are his strongest defense, not inferior to the shield of any human master, the scales are like a turtle shell to him, for the tortoise, once there is a weapon that breaks through his scales and harms his body, then he cannot say that he is invincible and safe.

Thousands of miles of embankment, collapsed in the anthill. A huge dynasty is enough to be destroyed by an iron nail, and for the dragon, a mutilated scale will cause a weakness in his body, and according to memory, there have been such predecessors who have overturned and been slaughtered by small humans in the past.

The evil dragon took a deep breath, the energy in his body was accumulating, and the magic flame in his body spewed out directly from his mouth, and for a while, the originally dark and dark sky was instantly illuminated by red flames, showing light, and the scorching energy came instantly, and Father Bernard turned pale.

The building of the abbey castle is certainly easy to defend and difficult to attack militarily, even in the face of the large army, you can also use the castle to defend, but in the face of the evil dragon that can fly, the defense of the castle is ineffective, in the era when there is no invention of the airplane, the evil dragon that occupies air supremacy, for the people on the ground is simply incomprehensible, the castle restricts the range of activities of the people, the flames fall down like this, I don't know how many people will be burned to death.

"May God bless us, may St. George bless us!"

The abbot said in the lead, waving a huge cross, which had been worshipped by the faithful as a weapon, and the white light shone instantly.

White brilliance and red flames collide with each other, and only magic can fight against magic.

The scorching flames fell, the temperature was like the sun falling, and Father Bernard sweated on his forehead, face, and whole body, and the sweat of the monks around him soaked his clothes.

It's hot, it's hot.

The priest on the side had a red and swollen face, looking at the flames that were about to fall, but never falling, and felt that the holy light of the cross blocked the attack of the flames.

It's just that the light of the cross dimmed instantly, and something seemed to be burning in the dragon's belly, glowing brightly.

It's desperate!

The dragon actually breathed fire again.