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Chapter 258 spare your life

The falling dragon head rolled to Lothar's face.

Even if there is only one head left, it is still as tall as a person.

The horny horns on the top of the head protrude, as if the king's crown has fallen from the throne, waiting for the new king to pick it up and be crowned.

Subsequently.

The blood flowing out of the broken neck of the dragon's head quickly vaporized.

Just a few breaths.

The whole dragon head turned into a lead gray rock, without any special aura anymore.

Over there, the dragon's body is also the same, rapidly petrified.

The scorching temperature gradually dropped.

The spewed lava also cooled rapidly.

Without hesitation, Lothar added all the points obtained from the upgrade to his spirit, making his mental power jump to the ninety-point mark in an instant.

He could feel the majestic power in his body, the scalding dragon's blood flowing in his veins, his strength, stamina, and endurance had all grown substantially.

To harness this newfound power, a mental boost is essential.

Up to now, Lothar still has some lingering fears.

It was too dangerous just now, as long as there was a slight mistake, he would be burned to ashes in the flames.

Prajna's talent "hard stone" can resist all physical attacks, but who knows whether the dragon's breath is a physical attack or a magical attack?
This feeling of not being in control of yourself is just too bad.

But Lothar had to admit that although he was reckless and irritable in this state, he had a fighting intuition ten times sharper than that in a rational state.

That kind of decisiveness is really difficult for him with a cautious style.

Jeanna's body surface was covered with a faint golden light, which covered the sensitive areas, revealing a slender and powerful lower abdomen, as well as smooth and well-proportioned legs.

She hesitated and said, "My lord, you were in that state just now."

Lothar smiled bitterly: "It's scary, isn't it?"

Jeanna took it seriously: "It's a little bit, but it's quite fierce."

Lothar asked rhetorically, "What if I become like this forever?"

"Forget it, it's pretty majestic to come here once in a while, I still prefer your current appearance, my lord."

Jean Na frowned slightly: "Speaking of which, my lord, the awakening of your dragon blood will not be at the cost of losing your mind?"

Lothar shook his head and said, "That's not the case. As long as the mental strength can keep up, there won't be such a situation of being provoked by dragons and going berserk."

Originally, it was the safest way to save attribute points for emergency, but who would have thought that before Lothar lost his mind, he couldn't think of this at all.

A smile suddenly appeared on Jeanna's face, she gently held her chin with her fingers, and glanced down: "The capital is not bad, do you want to play with sister?"

Lothar frowned and lowered his head in doubt.

He was surprised to find that the scales that covered his body, which could be used to cover his body, were rapidly fading and disappearing.

Cellinina turned her head away, without any expression on her face, only when Fringilla muttered "Is this considered big?" in a low voice.

She nodded slightly in agreement.

"It should count."

"have you seen?"

Celinina said without changing her face: "I saw it during the mission, and the target's nakedness will not prevent the wolf clan from killing."

Prajna came to Lothar calmly, and covered Lothar's lower body with the black shield: "I can tear off some clothes for you."

"Need not."

Lothar waved his hand. After the upgrade, his mental power was replenished again, and now he can use blood magic to build for himself the blood armor he used when he fought against the crocodile underground in Montreal.

His capital is indeed strong, it was not small at first, and it has increased after becoming a dragon descendant, but it is difficult for giant dragons to reproduce, and the blood of dragon descendants also has this defect.

The blood armor covered Lothar's body inch by inch.

He took a deep breath of the terrible sulfur-smelling air, and he felt an extraordinarily intimate feeling.

Lothar thought, he should be able to live in the crater like a tyrannical dragon, right?
Jeanne thought deeply: "Should I say that your lord is worthy of being the heir of the Habsburg family who claim to rule Europe with their lower body?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Habsburg is strong in marriage and political means, and there is no talent in this regard."

Otherwise, the main branch of the Habsburg family with a big chin would not be extinct. After that, the Austria-Danube Monarchy and the Austro-Hungarian Empire were actually ruled by the Habsburg-Lorraine branch.

Fringira urged: "Are we going down the mountain?"

She really didn't like the bad climate here. To be precise, as long as it was a normal creature, she wouldn't like the climate on a volcano that seemed to have just erupted once.

"Wait a moment."

Lothar came to the body of the petrified tyrannical dragon, jumped up, and the shining cross sword manifested, slashing towards the stone statue fiercely.

boom--

Stone chips fly.

But this stone statue is extremely strong, and the shining cross sword only left a few scratches on it.

You know, Lothar is now in the explosive state of "Blood Armor", all aspects of attributes have been increased in all directions, and the strength has reached at least sixty points!

"Let me come, my lord."

"It's to cut out its heart, right?"

Celinina pressed on the hilts of the double swords and said in a low voice.

"Yes."

"The location of its heart is just behind the sword mark I left, in the middle."

Lothar pointed.

It is normal for this stone statue to be stronger, otherwise the "resurrection egg" inside would not even have a protection, so the so-called "resurrection" would be the same as if it hadn't.

Keng——

The sword light flickered.

Deep ravines were left on the stone statue.

After the increase, Lothar's mental power was almost [-] points, but he still failed to capture Celinina's movements.

Jeanna asked with a smile: "Miss Cellinina is really fast, Hannya, if it were you, would you be sure to block her attack?"

Banruo glanced at her body, didn't answer the question, but said: "Put on some clothes first."

Jeanna said calmly: "I don't care anyway, we are all our own people, so what if we take a second look?"

Celinina was very efficient, and soon the ground was covered with stone chips.

Inside the tyrannical dragon's body cavity, a fiery red heart was beating slowly.

Jeanna said with emotion: "Tsk, its volcanic divinity is also inside, how pitiful."

"Where is the pity?"

Jean Na guessed: "This tyrannical dragon is most likely a coincidence. It hibernates here. As a result, it was regarded as an object of faith by the pilgrims at the foot of the mountain. Over time, it was bound in this volcano."

"In short, if there is a choice, who would be willing to be a god of a volcano?"

Lothar took over the core from Celinina, and he planned to show it to Marles to see if he could build something special.

If Marles can't control this thing, or if this thing has no value in making weapons at all, Lothar will consider selling this thing to Nishaya.

"Oh, by the way, my lord, you are a dragonborn, so can't you absorb the power inside?"

Lothar shook his head and said, "Maybe, but I won't.

Moreover, my dragon blood is actually different from the dragons in this world.It's just that it has been piecing together the materials of dragons in this world, and it seems that it wants to extract the essence and create a new dragon body that fits the rules of this world. "

Fringila suggested: "Isn't this thing resurrected from nirvana? Let's ripen it and make it a mount."

Lothar couldn't help laughing and said: "It's pretty beautiful to think about. It will take at least ten years for this thing to come back to life."

At that time, what is a mere tyrannical dragon mount?
He himself is the best dragon!
...

Yanbu border.

A border checkpoint blocks the pass to the Yanbu area.

Passing caravans and pilgrims have to go through inspection here and pay enough taxes.

Zayn took his personal guards and started his old business again.

He was not interested in guarding the southern gate for Rauf, nor did he have the idea of ​​properly managing this lost and regained territory.

His idea is nothing more than the words "borrowing a chicken to lay an egg".

Squeeze the people of the territory as much as possible, plus the wealth he looted from the port of Aila, recruit troops and strengthen his own strength.

When Hashim's army came to kill them, they directly abandoned the territory and ran to Naizhi to peck each other with those chickens.

"Master, look at that person, does he look familiar?"

A Mamluk pointed to a special figure in the crowd.

"That woman?"

Zahn's complexion became a little ugly, that woman, he will never forget that woman.

Under the city of Alandele, his army was completely wiped out by this woman.

It seemed that he also noticed Zayn's gaze.

The female knight said something to the man beside her, and a group of people walked towards Zayn.

Zahn only felt a chill rising from his back, and subconsciously developed an urge to turn around and run away.

Lothar chuckled and said, "Zane, I have to thank you for being lenient to my soldiers before."

This refers to the fact that in the previous small-scale battle, Zahn had captured a hussar, and after Rauf was defeated, the hussar was sent back to Lothar by Zahn.

Not even a ransom!

"How dare you appear here?"

Not only Zahn, but many slave soldiers also guessed Lothar's identity, and put their hands on the saber around their waists, ready to fight.

"Why not?"

Lothar is very calm.

Regardless of how outnumbered the enemy is, if there is a sudden attack, Zahn's cavalry will have to fall into the hands of Lothar.

"This is my place!"

Zahn and Lothar looked at each other for a moment, and in the eyes full of confidence and majesty, quickly lost, "Let's go."

Lothar let out a "huh" and said with a smile, "Zane, this time I let you go, and I will pay you back."

Zayn's face darkened: "It's obvious that we have more people now."

"what?"

He felt a coldness in his throat, and reached out to touch it, and a trace of blood oozed out.

"you?"

He clutched his neck in astonishment.

Lothar turned his head and nodded slightly to him: "Did you see that, I spared your life, we have settled, so there will be no next time."

Celinina retracted the double blades into the scabbard, and gave Zayn an indifferent look.

A group of people walked slowly into the distance.

(End of this chapter)