The fire dragon, which was already in a rage, and the high-level dragon species that was arrogant and looked down on ordinary lowly dragons, how could he endure this kind of provocation that was almost equivalent to pointing his nose and insulting it as a slave?

This kind of insult, if it is done by an ant like a human, is naturally insignificant to it.

No one cares about a dog barking on the side of the road, or an ant trampling under their feet.

But in its eyes, although Lothar is not as noble as himself, he is much stronger than those low-level dragon races who are only worthy of being his slaves, and he has barely touched the threshold worthy of his own level, belonging to the same kind!

This made Lothar's provocation immediately attract all the hatred of the fire dragon.

Not only did it stop spitting dragon flames, but it even lowered its head and rushed towards Lothar with heavy steps that could shake the earth and mountains.

Holding a two-handed greatsword, his golden body like a delicate porcelain, the giant knight Lahair, who was already full of cracks, brandished his long sword and blocked Lothar's face.

Bang –

The terrifying impact against his body retreated again and again.

Although he didn't see his face clearly, Lothar thought to himself that the expression on his face at this time must be exactly the same as when he slapped the table and asked Charles VII, played by Lothar, to send troops to rescue him when he heard that Jeanne had fallen into the enemy camp.

The memories of the dead seem to come back to life suddenly.

The scenes that gradually faded after leaving the "mock war" appeared in front of them like a flip book, the castle in the countryside of Chinon, the Burgundian army under the city of Borva, and the battle to recover Paris.

Another golden figure came from behind, raised his hand against Lahail's shoulder, and the two of them worked together to make the fierce dragon gradually stop and fall into a state of stalemate.

Immediately after, another golden figure strode forward.

The knight's face was a little blurred with a golden glow, but his deep voice made Lothar immediately recognize him.

"Your Majesty, it's an honor to fight alongside you again."

The golden figure bent his knees slightly, performing an elegant court etiquette.

"Me too, Jean."

"Jean" is the name of Marshal Busac, the same name as Jean Valjean, the protagonist of "Les Misérables", and was a fairly common name similar to "Hans" in its time.

Marshal Busack was the first knight to attack the city of Rouen, where Joan of Arc was imprisoned, after Joan of Arc was captured, even before Bluebeard (Marshal Gil) and Lahair.

In the world of combat records, he is also one of the most trusted and respected courtiers played by Charles VII played by Lothar.

"Also, you look pretty domineering right now."

Lothar smiled.

If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Radiance was too blazing in the Golden Spear Array, his current dignity would definitely cause an uproar, and the scales and dragon wings, which could almost be equated with demons, should never appear on a saint's body.

"The same goes for you."

"It's all about Jeanne's strength."

The simple greeting between the two did not delay the movements in their hands, this brave and warlike knight may not be as good as the "Fury" Lahair in personal martial arts, but it is by no means a mediocre hand.

After descending with Jeanne's Holy Radiance, he also received a full stat bonus of "20%" of Jeanne's Knight Flower talent.

He raised the hammer in his hand and slammed it into the neck of the dragon as Lahair and another unknown guardian knight restrained it.

Bang –

It's like a glass window being smashed by flying stones.

Ripples of magic are endless.

Shermel's spell made Marshal Busak's blow ineffective, and the fire dragon, on the other hand, had already broken away from Lahair's hands that had grabbed its head, and a mouthful of dragon breath erupted towards his face.

The blazing dragon flames scorched Lahail's body, making the cracks in his body denser and denser, and he was about to shatter.

"Give me a hand!"

Not far away, a knight who had not yet recognized the identity of Lothar heard Lothar's voice and threw the shield in his hand without hesitation, and the tacit understanding between the two seemed to have been tempered countless times.

He stepped on the shield flying in mid-air, the fleshy wings behind him flapped as hard as he could, and while kicking the shield down, his body actually flew up in the air again, and the hidden demon-blocking golden dagger in his hand came out without hesitation.

This "flying sword", mixed with Lothar's "Xingfeng" talent's control of the air flow, pierced the air with a swish and flew out.

The target, pointing directly at Shermel, behind the fire dragon.

A sneer appeared on Shermel's face, and as soon as Lothar entered the gun formation, he noticed the Demon Blocking Gold in Lothar's hand.

I saw him wield his staff, and a layer of magic shield shrouded around him immediately shattered, and the invisible wave of qi carried the silicon crystal melted by the high temperature to spread out heavily, this shock wave that did not contain any magic power was just a "gift" of the spell, which could naturally take effect on the magic gold and blow it away easily.

But how did Lothar's killer move stop there?

In his hand, the shining cross sword suddenly appeared at this moment.

As the carrier of the Dragon Core Treasure, the shining cross sword can be transformed into any piece of equipment owned by Lothar, and has its special effects, so when the sword flies in mid-air, it suddenly turns into a sharp throwing spear.

The tip of the gun glittered with gold.

In just an instant, it penetrated the spell barrier that Shermel had set up with his raised hand.

It was clearly a gold throwing gun.

Shermel's face was full of consternation.

There is no magic blocking gold weapon in this world that can suddenly appear!

Because it is impossible for them to use any magic means to disguise it, let alone use the spell of spatial teleportation to hide it, the magic gold is not much restraint for a wary spellcaster.

But this certain law, the common sense of the spellcasters, was clearly broken at this moment.

The Dragon Core Treasure, after being systematized, is no longer a simple magical creation of this world, it can devour any weapon, and the regular characteristics that transform it into are the supreme laws of the other world that are equal to this world.

Even a magic gold weapon known as a magic insulator.

Bang –

Shoot a gun into Shermeier's chest.

It failed to hit the vital point of his heart.

But the magic aura that rushed through Shermel's body was immediately like a torrent that was abruptly closing the floodgates, and the backlash caused by it made Shermel's face flush at the moment, and he could no longer release any spells.

"Holy spear, Jeanne!"

Lothar shouted.

Jeanne was stunned for a moment, but the tacit understanding between the two still made her immediately understand the deep meaning of Lothar's words - now, her energy has almost been exhausted, and with Lothar's temperament, it is impossible for her to burn her life and perform a killing blow.

Without the slightest hesitation, she withdrew from the state of the Divine Body, and the golden array of spears that shrouded it.

The bodies of the twelve guardian knights immediately became dim, and they were about to disappear - without the blessing of the divine body, Jeanna could not maintain the twelve of them fighting at the same time.

But even though they had lost their source of power and were about to disappear, the twelve guardian knights still exerted all their remaining strength.

Almost at the same time, they pounced on the dragon, pinning its body to the spot.

Even if the fire dragon just flicked its tail, it whipped the two weakened guardian knights who had turned into giant forms into golden debris flying in the sky, and another collision, Lahair, who had already suffered heavy losses one after another, was directly smashed into countless debris by it.

But the rest of the Guardian Knights rushed forward one after another.

I saw Lothar raise his hand and summon the holy spear.

The moment the holy spear was in hand, a violent suction came from it.

Lothar muttered, I can't stand you sucking like this, the dragon phantom behind it soared up and injected into the holy spear - this is the embodiment of Lothar's forcible injection of all the power in his body into it in a short period of time.

Moreover, it is all the strength of Lothar's half-dragon state, which is almost the same as Jeanne before the elitism.

Violent currents whistled around.

Holy Radiance burns into Holy Flame.

With the action of Lothar raising his hand and throwing, the Holy Flame that lingered on the Holy Spear's body swept into a storm.

"Dragon's head!"

The flying holy spear, the spear that must be hit in fate, was at the moment when this divine spear array was lifted.

In the midst of all the attention.

A shot pierced the dragon's heart.

Blood gushed out like a stream of fire.

The anger in the dragon's eyes froze for a moment, and then it became more and more furious, easily shattering the bodies of the remaining ten guardian knights who controlled it, even if it was severely damaged—it still did not lose its combat effectiveness.

Feeling that his body was weak, and his eyes were full of ghosts, Lothar raised his head staggeringly, looked at the demon dragon that took wild steps and rushed to swallow him in his mouth, and thought helplessly, isn't this dead?

He turned his head and saw the figure of Prajna running towards him.

But it's still too far away.

Prajna was restrained by the power attribute of the holy spear, and there was no way to follow him into the spear array.

Boom –

Smoke and dust were flying in the sky.

The wild demon dragon slammed to the ground, and then slid for a distance, and when it finally stopped castration, the pair of bright golden eyes happened to be staring at Lothar, but the inside had lost its luster.

He's dead?

Lothar subconsciously turned her head and saw a small hill not far away.

A girl standing there with a little embarrassment was slowly putting down the riding bow in her hand and slumped on the ground.

Standing beside her was a somewhat bewildered heavy archer—Lothar remembered his name as Zack.

He was the first heavily armed archer under his command.

"Damn, the stinky boy disobeyed my orders."

Lothar lay on the ground, a relieved smile on her face.

It was Celinina who made the shot.

Before returning to the battlefield, Lothar handed the unconscious little girl to Zack, and his order was to ensure the safety of Cellynina no matter what—apparently, Zach disobeyed Lothar's orders.

However, when Celinina woke up, she shot an arrow with the "execution" characteristic, which apparently saved Lothar.

Tired, like a tidal wave, drowning Lothar, his upper and lower eyelids were so heavy that he didn't even have time to listen to the system prompts that rang in his ears one after another, nothing more than upgrades, rewards, milestones and the like.

The dragon's blood, as thick as lava, slowly engulfed him.

Today, he is bathed in dragon blood again.

(End of chapter)