If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 912 The Return
White mountains rose from the ground, those terrible roars also echoed on the vast expanse of snow-white coniferous forest, and the destroyed wooden houses fell like rain all over the sky.

In the heavy rain, the huge golden pupils stared at the small shadow on the ground, there was no anger, only bone-chilling coldness.

It was the corpse of a great creature, but it stood up again because of the power of the despicable. The cold breath was brewing in its throat, and there was no more boiling blood flowing in the dark gold bones. There was no terrifying power left. .

But even so, he deserves respect and awe, because he was great once, and he will be great after death.

"This is sacrilege," said the Huntress.

Her voice was quickly swallowed by the wind and snow, and the death-defying dragon power enveloped her, intending to defeat and confine her domain, but the 'Holy Order' imprisoning Deadpool still existed on the snow, No sign of breaking down.

She resisted the dragon power of the pure-blooded dragon, not taking half a step back.

"Your pedigree is excellent, but it is also reasonable. There are no mediocre hybrids who can control the 'Holy Judgment'."

The white dragon skeleton lowered its ferocious arms and claws, lifted the knight on the ground, and placed him where he should go.

On the head of the dragon skeleton is a throne made of bronze. The knight sat on the throne and reached out to grasp the iron chain buckle poured with copper water. of the protruding corners.

Just like what the huntress said, this is indeed a blasphemy against that great creature. That proud and angry race would not allow humans to be driven over their heads, let alone be tied to an iron chain representing anger.

The knight pulls up the iron chain, like Napoleon crossing the St. Bernard Pass in the Alps. Everything is so like the oil painting full of heroism. On the steep snow-covered slope, the gloomy sky and the dangerous terrain are so brilliant and passionate.

Shen Ao's dragon language spread in the ripples of the air, the dragon bones were hissing and singing, and the dragons were chanting the ancient language.

On the empty snow field, the waves of white snow on the ground seemed to be surging. They rose and plasticized, swallowing those deadpools who were sealed by the "Holy Judgment" wave after wave, the arrows were broken, and the domain was destroyed. Devour!

The huntress stood in front of the little girl with her left hand and squatted slightly to stabilize her figure. The snow waves around her rolled and circled like life, raising the foundation continuously and casting it into a high platform for sacrifice. From east to west, north, south, and corners, white python waves rose again, like dragons and dragons, howling majesticly in the wind!

Yanling·Five Emperors Terrace.

The dead servants who were shot down by the "Holy Judgment" are back again. They supported the ground with their sharp claws in the snow outside the high platform and pulled themselves out of the deep snow. They stood solemnly and silently under the high platform like worshiping a priest. believers.

Desperate.

"I can't get the approval of dragons, so I use the corpse as a medium to control? Is this the so-called 'knight' of the Templar?" On the high platform made of snow, the huntress stood up from a half-squatting position, without any concealment Contempt for such a terrible power.

Even in front of that majestic majesty, he didn't take a single step back, and stood in front of the silent and quiet girl.

"I'm a little surprised by your perseverance." The knight's voice fell from a height without weakening in the slightest.

"Do you want to make me furious and get the momentary flaw and hope you expected? But once the spear of punishment falls, all you get is destruction."

"That's the most important reason I don't like you people," said the huntress. "You never speak well, and you stand on top of a corpse and think you are the new god—even the pure-blood dragons Humans have never thought of this before, how dare you?"

"And in the end, the one standing on it and talking nonsense to me is just a poor old man under control." She looked up at the black iron surface under the white sky, and said slowly, "You don't even dare to be yourself Appearing in front of me, borrowing a fake to stand on top of this fourth-generation dragon, is it still worthy of the title of 'Knight'?"

"Struggle to please me with words as much as you want, the way you are trying to survive now makes me feel ridiculous."

The white snake stared dangerously at the woman on the high platform, as if it would jump down and strangle her into blood at any moment.

With absolute suppression and sure victory, all attacks and sarcasms from the enemy will be regarded as ridiculous struggles by him.

"It seems that the spiritual victory method is indeed very effective." The huntress sighed, "With a four-generation pure-blooded dragon corpse as your trump card, why didn't you turn the tables from the beginning, why bother to spend these three long days?" sky?"

"I need time to verify whether she is the person I am looking for. Suffering and torture bring about transformation, and I have witnessed this transformation with my own eyes. I am convinced that she is the seed that will bring new life to the Temple," said the knight. explain.

"To put it bluntly, you are afraid." The huntress looked at him, "Even if you stand on the head of a dragon, it still can't hide your cowardice."

"Whatever you say." The knight pulled the iron chain indifferently, "I hope that before you die, you can be as righteous as you have always been. Instead of hiding behind the girl behind you and begging for my forgiveness."

The dragon bone raised its arms and claws, the wind could no longer tell whether it was the blizzard roaring or the white snakes roaring, they writhed and rushed towards the female hunter violently,

But at this moment, the huntress suddenly reached out and grabbed the little girl behind her. When she made this movement, the white dragons stopped moving.

There was sarcasm and ridicule in the eyes of the knight on the iron face, as if he had seen the despicable deeds that he was about to do in order to survive.

But then, on the snow platform, the little girl was thrown flying. The huntress' arm strength was surprisingly amazing, and she was thrown tens of meters away before disappearing into the blizzard.

"interesting."

Finally, the knight said flatly.

At times like this, she chooses to die alone. It seems that her statement that she and the little girl are "companions" is not false.

After finishing everything, the huntress raised her head and looked at him. She was not immediately killed by the destructive force. It seemed that her actions had won the final approval of the other party.

The huntress looked back at the wind and snow under the high platform, but she couldn't find the little girl. She nodded, seemingly relieved.

"Do you have any last words? I allow you to leave a last word." The knight bowed his head.

She turned her head to look at the knight, paused for a while, and then called out loudly, "You Temple members have read the Bible, right? Do you remember a passage that said so?"

The knight didn't speak, and seemed to be waiting for her next words.

So she raised her head and there was a light that knights could not understand flowing in her golden pupils, and she read slowly: "Mary and Joseph finished the Passover in Jerusalem, and on the way back to Nazareth, they found that Jesus had not followed, so they Turned back to the holy city to find him, and found him in the temple after walking for three days."

""Luke 2:41-46", imitates the seventh of the seven sufferings of the Virgin Mary, and is also my last suffering." The knight looked at him condescendingly, "It took me three days to find her, and now I Send her back to the Temple of the Lord (Solomon's Temple is a temple built for the Lord God of Judaism)."

"If you think you are Joseph, then I will try hard to recognize Mary, after all we are all looking for him." A relieved smile appeared on the face of the huntress, "However, you made a mistake. It took me three days, and I found Him, and this is my suffering."

After the white snake python paused, it slammed down again. It was a terrifying power that could twist even steel into iron dust. The female hunter on the high platform would only end up as a bright color in the red snow.

In desperation, the huntress raised her wooden bow and set her arrows, her golden pupils swaying hotly.

On the wooden bow is an arrow drawn from Deadpool's head before the snow-white platform was built. The white holy cross appeared in the reflection of her eyes. She was not aiming at the knight in front of the bronze throne on the iron surface. , but the heart of that huge dragon skeleton!

An arrow was shot, and the bowstring trembled wildly. The arrow endowed with great strength passed through the snowstorm, accurately hit the chest of Dragon Skeleton, and then shattered into powder.

Of course wooden arrows can't penetrate the chest of dragons. Although he is only a fourth-generation species, he is a real pure-blooded dragon after all. Even though he has been dead for countless years, the thickness of the scales is as different as his majesty. Obliterated by time.

After shooting the arrow, the huntress retreated, and then jumped off the high platform. The white snake followed her, and countless dead servants jumped up and stretched out their sharp claws under the high platform.

The knight watched the figure fall towards death from afar, with a cold smile on his lips.

In the wind, the huntress heard someone laughing out loud, a little piercing, and it wasn't the knight who laughed, but someone else.

In fact, since she heard the voice in the wind, she knew that everything should come to an end.

The smiling person also appeared in front of her eyes, with the coldness that always hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Well done, wonderpus."

He said, "You never let me down."

—

Jesus said, "Mary."

Mary turned and said to him in Hebrew, "Rabboni (teacher)!"

—

The huntress fell into an embrace, it was an extremely warm embrace, gravity lost its effect at this moment, she felt like she was falling like a feather, and all the damage was repelled by him to the outside.

In her embrace, she raised her head and met a pair of lava-colored golden pupils, which were dazzling but not stinging. Those hot fiery red eyes were restrained by an extreme 'power', leaving only gentle power to slow down. Slowly flowing in the depths of the pupils, but no one will question the temperature that can burn the entire world when they erupt.

"Your Majesty," the huntress said softly.

At this moment, she is undoubtedly safe, because even death needs to be bowed in front of him, and he has returned, and he is the master of the world.

The magnificent domain expanded silently, shattering the storm and heavy snow, and a majestic rainstorm hundreds of times descended from the sky!The boundless will stares at all the creatures under the sky.

The snow platform collapsed, and the remaining strength of the eight dragon pythons screamed and rushed towards the small figure in terror, but the moment they touched the infinitely expanding field, they fell apart like a bundle of toothpicks whose rubber band was torn off. , returning to the snow of the earth.

Huge fear suddenly exploded in the knight's mind. The moment he touched him in that field, a deep shock bubble surged up from his blood and genes until it filled his entire mouth and nasal cavity. and in front of you.

All he saw, felt, and heard was black fear, and in the darkness, another pair of molten red eyes opened, staring at him quietly, full of mockery and coldness.

kill her!kill her!kill her!

The knight saw only a hazy shadow on the snow, but there was no doubt that the sense of fear was brought by that person.

It was an emotion he had never had since he became a knight, and it aroused his long-lost memory. In his memory, he thought he had abandoned it a long time ago, something called 'death'.

Now his mind is only occupied by instinct, the instinct to rule out all crises!

'Speaking Spirit·KATJA' does its best!The power under his control covers all the dragon bones, arouses the remaining pure blood dragon power in the bones, and then triggers the unprecedented 'Yan Ling·Five Emperors Terrace'!
Nothing happened.

The majestic white dragon skeleton sank suddenly, driving the snow tide to push away in all directions, and the Vikoyansk Mountains in the distance avalanche for the third time, and the whole world roared in that quiet majesty.

The knight on the iron surface tugged at the iron chain in fright, but found in horror that he could not control the puppet that belonged to him. The huge dragon skeleton sank and made a gesture of kneeling, and the broken wings moved forward. He fell on the ground, his hind paws stretched out to be flush with the ground, and even the black iron face, which symbolized racial dignity, stuck into the snow.

The remaining genes in the bone marrow of the dragon bone that had been dead for thousands of years were awakened. Although he had died, he never forgot to pay respect to the returning great existence.

Even those hordes of black shadows knelt down and stood in awe of the real emperor.All beings with bloodlines should pay homage to His return, and even the Nibelungen was crumbling and howling, as if it was a salute for His return.

"Who are you? Who are you!" The roar fell from the dragon's head. It was the roar of a knight. He stared at the tiny figure hugging the huntress on the snow with a distorted and hideous expression.

The scene of hugging an adult huntress with a little girl's body should have seemed a little funny, but it seemed so reasonable in his body.After all, He is benevolent, He is kind, and He is Almighty, so He should pamper his subjects and respond to every will that is willing to sacrifice his life and ignite the beacon for His return.

"Nice to meet you, Templar knight."

He put down the huntress in his arms, and pulled up the coat on his body to cover up the howling wind and snow. Among the vast whiteness, there was a gentle and majestic majesty in those static molten red pupils, "I Your two children are taken care of by you. As their parents, you can call me."

【emperor】

(End of this chapter)