"What do you want to kill?"

The humming ended.

The scaleless and strange white dragon turned around and faced a man and a cat at the entrance of the palace.

Lan En's unrelenting killing intent stimulated him, but more importantly, it was the disrespect he showed because of this killing intent.

"To me! Murderous to the king and the gods! ”

Osloas was so angry that he seemed to be trembling even with the arm holding a baby in his arms.

But when he turned around, Lan and Flannel saw that there was nothing in the crook of his arm that was holding something.

"I am not your subject, Your Majesty."

The witcher said, as he took out several glass bottles from the alchemy leather bag on his back with a blank face, and drank the liquid inside.

"So when I saw a king who didn't treat his subjects as human beings, but casually spread the results of his research to everyone, I felt angry and contemptuous from the bottom of my heart. That's normal too, right? ”

Lan En's tone was soft and steady, but in the room with a layer of white mist on the floor, the words and the emotions in the words made people want to tremble.

"Actually, I don't need to hurt you, Your Majesty. After all, you're just going crazy here. But another commission from Priest Emma required me to walk through this room and into the deeper part of the building. ”

"I don't think you'll let an outsider of unknown origin go deep into your dormitory?"

Osloas didn't answer the question, but pointed the pitted dragon-shaped head at Lan En as he grabbed a staff from the ground that was commensurate with his size.

This is already a sign of attitude.

And the corners of Lan En's mouth also hooked up a cold arc.

The medicinal power of [High Thunder], [High Blizzard], and [High Tawny Owl] and the toxins kicked out in his body.

The flesh was white and bloodless, and the area around the orbits and the eyeballs were darkened by the intense toxins.

Lan En, who grinned at the corners of his mouth, exuded a hot breath from between his teeth.

"It's good that you don't say yes. Or rather, just right. ”

The killing intent became decisive and clear.

Both sides are aware of this fact.

At this point, Osloas let go of his angry tone as if he had been offended, and became rational and low again.

He shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, fools, when will we understand. My Beloved Son, Oseroth, the Power and Value of the Son of the Dragon? ”

Othrois was not angry at this time, he was just sighing, the world could not understand his greatness after all.

"What power and value does your youngest son have, and we can talk about it later."

Lan En drew his long knife and spun a gorgeous knife flower in his hand.

"But today, we're going to settle your accounts first. The Holy King of Lothric No, the Demon King. ”

"Bold!"

The White Dragon Demon King Ocelois roared angrily, one hand still holding a child in his arms, and he bent his arms around his chest.

The other hand held the staff and poked it on the ground.

"Flannel ball!"

Lan En simply reminded him, and then kicked the kitten next to him.

Ailu cat kicked on the leg that kicked over very tacitly, and through the use of force, the dexterous body directly rushed to the side for more than ten meters.

The spiral of air also wrapped around Lan's legs, after a flicker of light smoke.

Where they had been staying, a thick layer of white mist was rising from the ground.

As the white mist rose, a corroded sound came from that place.

The stone bricks and soil on the ground were rapidly dissolving under the inconspicuous white mist.

If it's a living organism in there, it's estimated that in a blink of an eye, all that's left is a fragment of armor.

It's just that after drinking the potion combination, the fighting nerves of the whole body were activated and strengthened in Lan En's eyes.

This white smoke was a little abrupt when it was activated, but it was not completely unresponsive.

"Poof" sound.

Lan En, with the blessing of [Acceleration Technique], appeared again, already in front of the Demon King!

He had thought that his surprise attack would take this opportunity to give this strange scaleless white dragon a hard blow.

But when Lan En's body stopped, he suddenly found that a huge and heavy staff was smashing down on his head!

Ocelois's white dragon body was about fifteen meters long, and this staff perfectly matched his size.

The head of a cane like the curling roots of a tree is about the size of a man!

Lan En's eyes widened slightly as he watched a staff the size of a man cast a shadow on his head, and then returned to normal.

In the final analysis, even if Othlois is crazy and crazy, he is a protoss who has survived for more than tens of thousands of years, and he is also the king of Lothric.

It should not be difficult for him to react instinctively to the enemy's surprise attack.

Lan En is perfectly receptive and can handle it.

"Ding!"

The whole body erupted with a light red fighting aura and flame, under the effect of the external pressure of the staff that smashed down on the head.

The body that was originally charging quickly was like a fluttering piece of paper in an instant.

I was 'pushed' aside by the enemy's attack.

[Taidao Technique - See Cut]!

Othloais's size and appearance eventually led Rann to decide to use the monster-hunting techniques of the hunters of the New World against him.

Arondale was covered with a light red vindictive glow.

After the speeding dodge caused by [Seeing Cut], he rounded it and slashed at the calf of the Osloas who stood up.

"Sting".

The blade of the god-made weapon sliced through the rubbery skin of the strange scaleless white dragon, and a handful of blood spilled out.

The fighting qi on the blade was also compressed and condensed after this slash, becoming a layer of white fluorescence covering the blade.

[Open Blade - White Blade Status]!

One of the things that Lan En appreciated very much about the Tai Dao techniques of the hunters of the New World was that as long as the blade was opened, the fighting energy attached to the blade could continue to provide additional cutting power, and it was okay to cut flat until the qi blade on the blade was exhausted.

"Woo-ah-ah!"

Othroes cried out in pain from the wound on his leg.

He may have been a powerful warrior and a powerful Protoss king before.

But after becoming what it is now, regardless of whether the physical quality is raised or decreased due to dragonization, the mental problem is serious enough.

A good mental and psychological state can enable people to have a higher ability to bear sudden dangers and pains, a better sense of rationality, and a better ability to calm down and face problems and deal with problems.

But once the mental state collapses, then even if it is a small problem or a small wound that was disdained before, people will feel unbearable when they face it again, and even lose their minds and collapse on the spot.

Rann didn't believe that Othroes hadn't suffered an injury that he wanted to die in battle in the course of his previous tens of thousands of years.

But now, that little leg hasn't even been cut off by himself.

And Othroas was already roaring like crazy.

His staff is still powerful, his legs and feet are still agile, but his tactical judgment and rational thinking are no longer worthy of this strength.

"Taste this meow!"

The flannel ball, which had been harassing with a boomerang just now, suddenly threw a round ball from the rhythm of throwing the boomerang.

Rann didn't know if Osloas in his normal state would be able to find it in battle, but there was no doubt that he couldn't find it in his current state at all.

"Bang!"

The flannel ball exploded over Othloes's head, and a thick yellow-green fog erupted from the cracked orb.

Then, Lan, who had just dodged from the opponent's staff smashing into the ground, first took a small step backwards, and then snapped his fingers with his left hand, which was not holding a sword.

【Ignyi Seal】

"Boom!"

The small spark of the French seal ignited the flammable mist from the [High Dragon's Dream] bomb.

In an instant, this alchemy bomb, which gathered the wisdom of witchers and alchemists, enveloped the upper body of the scaleless and strange white dragon in raging flames.

"Woo-ah!"

He screamed and roared.

Even fluttered the small wings that grew out of his waist, and his whole body flew into the air, and then smashed down!

Othroace's strength is strong, and Lan knows it.

But what's the point of not being able to fight people without reason, without tactics?

That was just the external pressure necessary for the Demon Hunter's [Taidao Technique] to be used.

"Ding!"

[See Cut] was once again perfectly cast, and the wave of qi caused by Ocelois's smash was applied by Lanen.

With a light red dou aura shining all over his body, he rubbed on the edge of the qi wave, and the [Qi Blade Whirlwind] that followed up made the fluorescence on the blade turn light red.

[Open Blade - Red Blade Status]!

The witcher looked coldly at the increasingly furious White Dragon King.

Countless attacks have been in vain, and although he is not in the way, he has always added wounds to his body

These defeats in battle undoubtedly made his already unstable spirit even more manic.

The power of Ocelois is undoubtedly 'advanced' from an objective point of view.

From the very beginning, Len was most wary of this Lothric Saint King.

After all, since he came into this world, the great fame of this king has continued to reach his ears.

So in the previous fight, Rann didn't even give him a chance to make a hard contact.

The opponent's staff did not collide with the sword of the Lake Maiden, and each attack was disposed of by Lan En's technique.

Dodge, side dodge, feint inducement

The other party's white mist only occasionally brushed past Lan En's [Kunn Law Seal].

But it was also that time that Lan En felt: this legendary king, his strength can indeed be called 'high'.

[Quinn Seal] can resist all ordinary spells and physical attacks, but at least it can play a blocking role.

Even if it is broken, it is caused by the opponent's strength breaking through the upper limit of the magic seal.

But Osloais's spells are completely different.

(End of chapter)