Chapter 266 Dragon Rider = Riding a dragon during the day, and at night...
The terrifying dragon's might acted on the entire battlefield. Even though the human side was not affected under Mo Cheng's conscious control, the undead that turned into ashes were telling them how terrifying the pressure on their minds and even souls was.
At the same time, it also made people realize that the mental pressure just now was the dragon power that had long disappeared from the continent of Kovale after the disappearance of the giant dragon.
“Rip!”
The long sword cut through the black knight's armor like a hot knife through butter, and the flexible blade cut off the black knight's head before the undead had time to react.
The long sword slashed fiercely, shattering the soul fire in the black knight's brain and completely killing this high-level undead.
"Oh my, it's Long Wei."
While the high-level undead around her were frightened by the dragon's might, Ventisa destroyed them with a sword in hand like chopping melons and vegetables. The moment of being frightened by the dragon's might was enough for Ventisa to launch several fatal attacks.
"So that kid Mo Cheng is a dragon? Should I ask him why the dragons disappeared and then write it in the book?"
Although a dragonborn has dragon scales, dragon pupils, and even dragon wings due to the purity of its bloodline, it will never have dragon might. This is also one of the differences between dragonborn, dragon beasts, and real dragons, which comes from the difference in life level.
Then Wendissa seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly looked at Margaret who came to support her and asked in shock: "Margaret, do you want to be a dragon knight?"
The answer she got was a wind blade that passed by her ear and cut the city of undead behind her in half, and Margaret's face flushed, "Aunt Wendisa, maybe I should really burn all those weird manuscripts of yours."
"But you can understand me, Margaret. You are not pure."
Dragon Knight is a profession that can no longer be passed down with the disappearance of dragons. It is also an ancient joke that has been passed down.
In ancient historical records, most dragon riders were paired with the opposite sex. If you want to become a dragon rider of a male dragon, you basically need to meet two requirements: one is to be strong enough, and the other is to be beautiful enough.
Yes, there may be humans and dragons who become partners of dragon knights because of the same ambitions and ideals, but the proportion in the entire dragon knight career system is quite small.
In fact, before the [Dragon Madness Incident] occurred, the Dragonborn family was composed of the descendants of dragons and dragon riders. Based on the dragon's reproductive ability with almost no reproductive isolation, in the long history, they even developed a Dragonborn Empire with dragons as their totem.
[Riding a dragon during the day and being ridden by a dragon at night] is in a sense a true portrayal of the Dragon Rider.
This sentence has become a joke that has been passed down for a long time.
"Wendissa, you are still so frivolous."
As the commander of the Laurenfrost family, Brady had just smashed a giant skeleton beast into pieces. At this time, Brady's body was covered with thick hair and his body had grown larger. From a distance, he looked like a werewolf in clothes.
This is an ancient usage of the Lauren Frost family bloodline, which activates the wolf factor in the blood and gains powerful strength in a short period of time.
Of course, this is not without cost. Before entering the [Hero] level, every use will reduce your future achievements.
With the dragon's might just now, not only did all the troublesome low-level undead turn into ashes, but the remaining high-level undead seemed to have been hit by a strong control skill and were killed by the masters of the Laurenfrost family who seized the opportunity.
However, the Laurenfrost family did not start cleaning up the battlefield. Instead, they contracted their defense line and looked at the sky shrouded in darkness. Bursts of thunder flashed in the thick clouds.
The Undead Army was repelled, but everyone knew that the direction of this war was determined by the Death Lord who commanded the Undead Army and the unknown dragon.
"Let's go back to the castle. If it was the Lord of Death who killed the dragon, we must leave before the next undead army attacks."
Brady said lightly. He had no interest in the two people's idle chat. As the current commander of the Laurenfrost family, he had to make the most correct judgment .
But there was something bad about what he said, so Margaret couldn't help but retort, "Mo Cheng won't lose."
Looking at Margaret, who appeared out of nowhere but had the blood of Lauren Frost, Brady had no intention of arguing with her. In his opinion, the tribesmen who mixed with Windissa were basically not worry-free.
"If that dragon wins, then we should consider holding a banquet to celebrate the successful defense."
After saying that, Brady turned around and went to direct the members of Lauren Frost's family.
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On the other hand, the Lord of Death's thinking could not keep up with the development from the very beginning.
He didn't understand why a glorious priest could almost beat him to death with just his fists. If he hadn't hidden his head behind his back to disguise himself as a hunchback, he wouldn't have been able to activate the backup plan given by the institute , and he wouldn't even be able to guarantee his survival.
After that, Death Lord Charles's power limit was increased, so he was able to fight even against the other two lords .
But what I didn't expect was that the glorious priest in front of me could also transform, and this guy was actually a dragon.
Damn it, why are there still some of those species that have been gone for who knows how long walking on the continent?
Aren't they dead yet?!
This question was destined to be unanswerable. Even the Death Lord Charles could not maintain a normal level of thinking at this moment.
Under the terrifying dragon's might, not only did the Death Lord's body slow down, his thoughts were also interrupted.
The war elephant's body, combined with the soul fire of many high-level undead, has a hardness that exceeds that of a seventh-level undead, and its two tusks are sharp enough to break through any solid object.
As for the long sword in his hand, it was attached with a terrible curse. Even a huge dragon beast would collapse if it was hit.
Charles should have been the most feared war machine. Even if his body collided with the city wall, it would definitely not be his body that was defeated.
He should have been carrying out endless killing on the battlefield with a playful attitude.
However, this time, he was facing Mo Cheng.
Mo Cheng's dragon scales are harder than Charles' flesh.
Mo Cheng's motivation is stronger than Charles' soul fire.
And Mo Cheng's fist is more terrifying than all the weapons on Charles' body. It's more terrifying, more terrifying!
He approached at high speed, stepping on the air, thunder exploded in his fist, as if the sky had sent down boundless divine punishment, shattering the darkness and illuminating the way.
"Charles!"
The mad beast controls the terrifying thunder, the power to destroy everything, and the supreme power over life and death is firmly held in its hands.
Then……
Punch out!
There was no possibility of avoidance, no probability of resistance, Charles' body was shattered, the fire of his soul was destroyed, and he was given complete death by Mo Cheng.
"... Just give me the defeat!"
