"Flannel ball, just stay with that kid by the side."

Lan En said without looking back.

At the same time, the flannel ball still couldn't see what he was holding in his arms, so he could only nod in confusion, and after meowing, he trotted towards the corner of the palace with his little short legs.

Lan En himself clenched the hilt of the sword, lowered his body, and looked intently at the scaleless and strange white dragon opposite.

Osloas was already lying on all fours, like a beast.

It's just that his body has obviously not completely turned into a dragon, and he doesn't even have reflex joints on his feet, which causes him to follow his instinctive lying movements, which seems very uncoordinated.

However, Lann has always been most wary of him.

The power and knowledge that Othrois had mastered was something he could hardly even imagine, even if he could only use it much in his current state of mind.

But at any moment, if he made direct physical contact, Lan En felt that he might be able to confess here.

His spell abilities are too advanced.

Lane reaffirmed this.

But as always, dancing like a blade around his neck didn't make Lan feel too nervous.

Whether it is his own experience or his immersive experience in the [Memory Dive], this feeling can be regarded as a 'necessity' of life.

He accepts it, and he enjoys it.

"Woohoo!"

The White Dragon Demon King howled, and there was no longer a trace of human words and logic in his mouth.

After entering this beastly state, he seems to move more quickly.

With a slight force on the stone floor, the misshapen claws easily dug out a few marks.

Then, 'Whew'!

The body, which was nearly fifteen meters long, was like a catapulted train, rushing towards Lanen.

The look of the rampage that seemed to crush everything with its momentum almost reminded Lan En of the Booming Dragon of the New World.

[Dragon Car], the hunters of the New World gave this move of the monster a name when facing the collision of the monster.

And the dragon body of Ocelois, although it does not have the natural and wild beauty of the monsters of the New World.

But it was thin to the point of being almost deformed.

With this kind of stature, his [Dragon Chariot] almost showed no signs of charging before he cast it.

That is, the kind that ordinary hunters don't want to see - [No Charged Dragon Car]!

It's just that Lan En doesn't belong to the ranks of 'ordinary hunters'.

When he saw Othroace perform such an attack, the witcher didn't think about it.

"Poof!"

[Acceleration Technique] made his body disappear like green smoke, and he reappeared three meters away from the side.

And the scaleless white dragon's omenless dragon chariot ran over directly from his original position!

Along the way, the white dragon's body crushed the stone bricks, and even smashed the thick stone pillars in the palace as if it were smashing chocolate.

The whole palace trembled at the footsteps of Osloes.

However, an attack that doesn't hit is no different from not being there for the enemy.

Looking at Ocelois, who couldn't stop his momentum and crashed headlong into the palace wall, Lan En's expression was a little weird.

If the scaleless white dragon is still like before, the person stands up, holding the staff in one hand.

He can cast spells and hammer people, so he is really very jealous of the spell ability accumulated by Ocelois, who has stood at the top of the world for thousands of years.

But he's the way he looks now. Dragon-shaped enemies.

To be honest, Lan En didn't want to turn on [Spiritual Vision] to see him. But even with simple muscle memory, Lan En felt that his proficiency against dragon-like enemies was not low.

As a result, Oceloas went completely berserk, from Ran's point of view. He felt better at predicting the other party's actions.

"The dragon cart is in the air, and the next action. Tail flick? ”

Looking at the scaleless white dragon that crashed into the wall but was still furious, ignoring the fluttering claws, the witcher thought calmly.

If a normal hunter is facing a dragon-like creature that is in the air, they may think that they will get a chance to attack by restabilizing their center of gravity after the opponent is in the air.

Then chase after the other person's ass.

But dragons are creatures with perfect combat habits, and that hideous tail is not for pretty.

Lann chased after Ocelois as he rushed over.

Sure enough, when the witcher had just approached behind the scaleless white dragon and was about to bring his opponent into the range of his attack.

The deformed white dragon, who had just stopped his body under the momentum, had the muscles on his waist and tail tense. It's like clockwork.

"Huh!" *2

The sound of tearing through the air was crisp and sharp, like a whip, thin and cruel.

Relying on his lightweight size, Ocelois's tail flick is not the same as that of ordinary dragons.

He directly supported the ground on all fours, his waist and abdomen, and turned his body around!

The slippery and slender tail also twitched sideways twice in mid-air.

There was also a faint blue glow on the tail, like some kind of dirty magic.

Considering that the power held by Othrois is generally of extremely high level, let the tail with this kind of magic power twitch on his body, it is estimated that the [Quinn Fa Seal] will not react at all.

Lan's body would be broken in two by the erosion of magic and the volley of his tail.

But it's still the same sentence: the power that can't beat people is the same as not existing.

"Ding!"

A layer of light red fighting energy on the surface of his body burst into flames, and the skill of [Seeing Cut] made Lan En like a piece of paper pushed away by the wind, smoothly dodging the other party's two-week tail flick.

Not only that, but in the gap between regaining his body after Osloes' tail flick, Lan En also shook Arondette in his hand just like he had just flicked.

There was a "stab" sound, and the afterimage of the light red blade arc brought bright red blood.

[Air Blade Giant Circle]!

The blade fluorescence that had been reduced to yellow just now because of a [Dragon Ascending Sword] had now turned red again because of the Dou Qi activity breaking through the threshold.

[Open Blade: Red Blade Status]!

"Whew!"

The scaleless white dragon, who couldn't even speak, was now left with a scream of pain.

He frantically slapped, bites, and scratches. The solid structure of the palace was crushed like straw by his power.

But his real target, the 'mortal' who had wounded him, he had not encountered once.

On the contrary, the eyes of this 'mortal' were still calm and composed, and there was a sense of calmness and enjoyment in the midst of a dangerous battle.

Lanne's mind and the Mentos in his brain were active.

They watched Othloes' every move, judging his athletic tendencies.

"So far, he seems to have only had that one tail flick with that dark magic, sir."

"He's completely crazy now, and it is estimated that the dull magic just now is just the instinctive reaction of the dragon's body."

The biochemical brain and the subject's mind briefly discussed, and came to a conclusion that is not unlikely.

If this conclusion is correct, then Othloas is much less threatening to Len.

There are many kinds of madness, and some mages will not affect their spell-casting ability after being crazy, but their thinking will become paranoid, difficult to communicate, and suspicious.

But Osloais's madness is obviously not, he now even controls his body by the instinct of the dragon body, not to mention the need for higher concentration and higher precision to cast spells.

And if you remove the spell casting ability, the physical fitness of this guy without scales white dragon is actually not very top among the dragons that Lan En has encountered.

The top ones are the New World's Exterminating Dragon, Molten Mountain Dragon, and Golden Lion.

But even with these powerful creatures mentioned above, Lan En has not been dealt with.

Isn't the so-called 'technology' something that is used to suppress and beat those guys who are stronger than their basic qualities?

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang! ”

A series of slapping sounds erupted in the crazy movements of the scaleless white dragon.

But under Lan En's engrossed observation, the other party's muscle movements were as clear and easy to understand as the instructions for household appliances.

With a simple dodge and retreat, he was able to save himself from a barrage of attacks.

The other party's claws couldn't touch him at all.

Occasionally, the sound of the clash of gold and iron was accompanied by the sparks exploding in the smoke and dust raised by the claws.

The spark was inflated into a circle by the crashing air waves.

It was Ran's hands-on test to see if Ocelois had really lost his ability to mobilize magic at will in this mental state.

He used the technique of [Reed Celebrity Ascending Carp] to collide with the claw attack of the scaleless white dragon within the control range.

The results of the collision were optimistic - Ocelois really couldn't cast spells at will.

In the midst of this frenzied dragon avatar, most of his attacks were simple and crude pure physical strength.

And Lanne and Mentos, in the unique technical collision of this reed celebrity, further analyzed the logic of Ocelo's body movement.

The most obvious manifestation is that Oceloas can no longer use that kind of chargeless dragon car in his entanglement with Lanne.

Because of his abrupt dragon car, in front of Lan En, who had already figured out his physical condition, he was actually very recognizable.

Every time he tried to bury his head and lunge, Lan's swordsmanship would force him to stop.

Drag the enemy's movements, limit the enemy's tactical options, and reduce the likelihood of defeat. Lane is an expert at this.

Finally, after a series of onslaughts, the witcher found the opportunity he wanted.

Just turned sideways to avoid a bite from the deformed dragon head, the medicinal power of the [High Blizzard] made Lan En's senses at this time seem to enter a time stop.

The misshapen faucet grazed past the shoulder, slowly but ferociously. And Lan's eyes were already lifted upward.

He found a point of focus.

The effect of the drug is short-lived.

The projector on the witcher's left arm is aimed upwards, and there is a 'whoosh'!

The hook flew out, grabbing exactly where it had just been seen.

The powerful mechanical structure lifted the witcher's body four or five meters high.

And the scaleless white dragon under his feet still waved his claws twice under the inertia of his movements, only to find that his goal was actually on his head!

(End of chapter)