The dragon knight tensed his muscles and took a deep breath as he pulled a heavy trident from the side of his saddle and placed it on his chest, then ordered the dragon to swoop down on its prey again.

The dragon was wounded deep in its nostrils by the stab just now, and the dragon's blood poured into its trachea made it quite uncomfortable, and it was also holding a grudge at this time, and the knight and the dragon all fell from the sky with amazing momentum, and the mere sound of whistling piercing the air was terrifying.

In the face of the dragon knight's astonishing momentum, the emperor did not feel discouraged at all, the soldiers and generals around him were temporarily unable to fight because of the dragon roar spirit attack, and she was not afraid to face the battle alone.

She turned the steel crank continuously, the gear mechanism made a crisp metallic sound, and the crosshair of the siege crossbow was aimed at the dragon, and the Emperor patiently waited until the other party approached before pulling the firing machine.

I can only hear "Whoosh! "With a bang,

As the two bowstrings snapped back into place, a three-meter-long crossbow shot out with a roar, clinging to the dragon's wings.

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit away!" The Emperor muttered to himself.

The dragon swooped down and destroyed the siege crossbow, and the trident in the dragon knight's hand stabbed at him, and the emperor turned to dodge, still slashing the skin on the side of his neck.

Blue blood trickled down her skin and into the hard collar of her uniform, and the Emperor didn't care about the pain, she flipped her wrist with agility, and slashed out a half-moon-shaped black light with her pitch-black blade, which hit the dragon in the throat.

The sound of fierce scraping of metal was particularly harsh, and countless sparks burst out in an instant.

The heavy throat guard armor around the dragon's neck had been cut through a deep gap, and the Emperor's slashing force was evident, and without the protection of the armor, the sword would have sealed the dragon's throat.

The dragon knight felt a pang in his heart, he knew that he was definitely no match for hand-to-hand combat, so he ordered the dragon to soar into the air, ready to charge again.

The Emperor ran to an intact siege crossbow on her long legs, and by herself she lifted the heavy bolts onto the launch track, then turned the handle vigorously to tighten the bowstring.

A dark shadow swept through the hazy sky, and the dragon roared and struck again,

The roar of the dragon with a mental attack stimulated the eardrums of everyone nearby, and the officers and soldiers who had just regained some consciousness were once again shocked and fainted, and Emperor Valstad once again resisted the roar of the dragon with fear, blood flowing from his ears.

This time, she decided to use her life as a bargaining chip to participate in a gamble of fate.

The crosshair was already aligned, but the emperor did not rush to fire the crossbow arrows, but waited until the dragon pounced in front of him,

She knew the consequences of defeat, and if she didn't succeed in a single blow, she would be pierced through her body by a trident and then torn to shreds by the sharp dragon claws.

The Dreadful Dragon descended from the sky with a terrifying sound, and the shockwave from its huge body seemed to destroy the entire battlefield.

With only ten meters remaining, the Emperor finally aimed at the dragon's weakness and decisively pulled the transmitter.

"Whoosh!"

As the two bowstrings contracted sharply, the crossbow arrows shot out with huge kinetic energy,

The three-meter-long heavy bolt hit the dragon's right eye socket, destroying the eyeball and brain tissue instantly, and the huge kinetic energy caused the bolt to continue to propel forward, piercing through the back of its skull.

"Boom!"

The massive corpse of the Dreaded Dragon slammed into the ground, and the siege crossbow was instantly crushed flat, and the corpse tumbled and smashed a medieval stone statue before stopping.

Steaming dragon blood splattered everywhere, and the dragon knight was thrown from his saddle and slammed to the ground.

Zavan Grum was thrown and almost fainted, and it was only with superhuman physique and will that he was able to stand up.

Beside him, the huge corpse of the Dreaded Ghost Dragon was decaying at an alarming rate, the black dragon scales gradually fading to gray, and a rancid smell emanating from its body.

In the dizzy and blurred vision of the dragon knight, the tall figure was approaching him, and the sense of crisis made him wake up instantly, he used his strong arms to support the ground, and stood up suddenly.

"Empress Salentos! I am the Dreaddragon Knight Zafan Grum, and on behalf of the Soskaya Voodoo Cult, I challenge you one-on-one! ”

There was both approval and threat in the Emperor's tone:

"You're tenacious, Voodoo doglegs, what is a dragon knight who has lost a dragon?"

"Humph! Arrogant stupid woman, you'll regret it, I'm going to gouge out your other eye and pee on your corpse! ”

With that, the dragon knight picked up his trident and wielded a magnificent set of moves, and it was with this divine weapon that he defeated countless masters.

Emperor Valstad was still unhurried towards his opponent;

"It's amazing, you halberd dance impenetrable, Dragon Knight, you are really good at this trick, you should change your career to be a clown in the circus."

"Stupid woman! Dare to see no one! Look at the moves! ”

Enraged, Zafan stabbed a halberd into the emperor's neck, but it missed.

Before he could see what was happening, the Emperor had already put his sword into its sheath, and the trident in his hand was only half a long rod, and he was so startled that he took two steps back.

"Broken? This...... How is this possible...... My trident is made of metal from meteorites! ”

The Emperor glanced at the half-cut pole in the dragon knight's hand, and the broken metal cross-section showed wonderful ripples, but it was characteristic of a meteorite alloy:

"It's a pity, I have to admit, it's a good weapon, but it's still far from my family heirloom."

In order to make his opponent see clearly, the emperor slowly drew his sword.

It is a medieval-style hand-and-a-half sword, with a rustic cross grip that appears rather austere, with no frills other than a weight ball.

The pitch-black blade was dim, and a disturbing cold aura enveloped it, and the moment the blade was unsheathed, the air around it seemed to be frozen.

The dragon knight threw away the halberd in his hand, and his legs trembled as he recognized his opponent's weapon;

(damn it...... Is that half-sword in hand...... The legendary founding emperor of Valstad, the sword of Emperor Salorière Midnet, "Twilight"! ）

The power of the demigod bloodline, coupled with such a divine weapon, the powerful sense of oppression made Zafan Grum almost out of breath, almost suffocating.

"Dragon Knight, are you afraid?"

Zavan Grum sneered;

"Don't get complacent too soon, stupid woman, in front of my Voodoo cult's high-level black magic, your strength and your sword are not worth mentioning!"

With that, the dragon knight removed a skull painted with circle symbols from his belt and chanted an ancient black witchcraft incantation;

“SennaAkiraHakenbozLimdes！”

As the last pronunciation of the incantation ended, the skull instantly turned to ashes, and a puff of rancid smoke rose, and a thick layer of hard-shelled bone armor appeared on the dragon knight's body, the muscles of his body bulged, and a terrifying bone warhammer appeared in his hand. ”

At this time, Zafan Grum was no longer human, and he sacrificed his body and soul to a certain chaos god in the other world, becoming a powerful demon of hell.

His pupils were gone, leaving only the whites of his eyes shining, his teeth sharpened, and his voice became low and hoarse:

"Strength! Aha! I feel the power surging in my pulse! It's a ...... It's wonderful! ”

He swung a hammer in his hand, smashing the slate to pieces, and then continued to sweep his attack, only to be easily dodged by his opponent.

The emperor said angrily:

"You have abandoned your soul, you hopelessly fool! Stop, dragon knight, undo this sorcery! It's still too late! ”

"You know what? Human power has limits, and I choose to be strong!

Now that we can finally duel fairly, come on, Salantos, you remnant of the Star Mystic Sect, I will sacrifice your head to the Evil God! ”

"Since you've abandoned what is left of your humanity, there's nothing for me to say."

The Emperor sheathed his sword, unbuttoned the leather holster, and drew his pistol.

This large-caliber rifled pistol is a new concept weapon designed by the Marquis Dali Einfurt, the genius inventor of the Empire, and it is extremely powerful and accurate.

Whether it is the huge powder pool, the enlarged bullet caliber, and the longer and thicker barrel, they are all tailored for the emperor's physique, after all, only she can withstand such a huge recoil.

The emperor raised his gun to the target, expertly released the safety, and put his index finger on the trigger.

"Wait! It's not fair! It's a cold weapon duel, you can't ...... with a gun"

Before the dragon knight could finish speaking, the emperor pulled the trigger.

"Phew!"

The bullet spun at high speed through the rifling inside the barrel, and the trajectory after the discharge was stable and straight, and then it hit the forehead of the dragon knight with precision,

Bullets carrying tremendous kinetic energy pierced his metal helmet, bone armor, and mutated skull in succession, and slimy brain tissue splattered out of the large hole in the back of his skull, and his heavy body collapsed with a bang.

Emperor Sarantos Midknight looked down at the dragon knight's corpse, watching as the bone armor and war hammer summoned by the Dark Witchcraft gradually turned to ashes, and the mutated body began to decay rapidly.

She blew out the smoke from the muzzle of the gun and said:

"Go back to your hell, Voodoo lackey, you've forgotten the power of gunpowder."