The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

Click! Click! Click...

Suddenly, the dense sound of broken glass sounded like being broken, so dense that it seemed to explode at the same moment, just like a sound.

Between Alan and Kahncris, a series of subtle magical auras flashing with no color change at all,

But before he had time to show the color he deserved, he was once again melted away by the brilliant white-gold light like the magnificent sun.

The long sword fell as if the sky was falling, without any obstacle at all.

However, in a moment of effort, KahnChris Hollogan felt that he had prepared a series of spells such as the [Great Power] [Invisible Armor] [Resistance Position] and other spells that he had prepared for Alan Hard Steel, like a layer of paper. Generally, it is directly penetrated and has no effect at all.

The blade's direction, even when the long knife hadn't really touched his body, he had already felt the cold sharpness, which seemed to be able to cut through all barriers.

KahnChris Hollogan's hairs stood upside down, and his indifferent eyes shrank in shock, turning into extremely horrifying vertical pupils.

The eyes are dark, like a bottomless abyss, with darkness that swallows all luster.

The whites of the eyes are surrounded by crystal clear eyes, which are not pure, with extremely cold colors, like shaped ice, with a sense of coldness.

Kahncris was shocked to the extreme now. This instinctive physical reaction was an extremely strange feeling to him. ,

Because, let’s not talk about the dragon race, who are born and sacred, but who are born on top of this world.

But his identity as a leader among the young generation of the Dragon Clan suffices to show how extraordinary he is.

No matter when, he is the most outstanding one.

In the past, it was when he put pressure on others and felt a little pressure.

Not to mention the feeling of this kind of reality, as if there is a long knife and sharp sword hanging from the neck, and life and death are held in the hands of others.

But because of this, he understood the man in front of him more truly.

What a terrifying lethality this long knife that is slowly falling in front of you, like a falling from the sky, is really terrifying.

This is a force that far exceeds the limit of his endurance.

"Roar!"

At the critical moment, a majestic dragon roar suddenly rose and rang in the ring.

I saw that at this moment, under the majestic pressure that I had never felt before, the spirit of Kahncris was unprecedentedly condensed, and his potential was explored to the extreme.

Karn Kris's figure changed slightly, not like a human.

Different degrees of alienation appeared in his body, as if he was transforming towards a dragon, but it was not completely transformed.

If it is really similar, it is like the image of those bloodline warriors or bloodline warriors with dragon bloodline after being dragonized.

However, it was even more reckless than that.

After all, other people are limited by blood concentration and can only be transformed to that extent, while Kahncris can only do this because of limited time.

That's right, at this critical moment, in this short to inconvenient time, he really can't make a complete transformation, turning back into a prototype that can best use his abilities.

But making some small changes to improve your winning rate is also justifiable.

Although the half-dragon and half-human situation is worse than the huge dragon drive, it is always much better than the human form.

Under the majestic pressure of the moment of life and death, Kahncris raised the two dragon claws after the dragon's transformation, and stood in front of him, trying to block Alan's blade.

Karn Kris's dragon claws have extremely neatly arranged dark black dragon scales, densely packed, glowing with a metal-like luster, and seem to have a strong defensive power.

Smooth as a mirror, it seems to be able to remove a lot of strength.

Even when the long knife fell, the magnificent white-gold light like a big sun shone on the scales that seemed to be arranged together like countless lenses, guided, and formed a diamond plate that seemed to be polished into countless perfect facets. The bright luster.

This kind of luster is very dazzling, and even has a dazzling feeling.

However, Allen was not affected in the slightest.

The platinum divine ring in his eyes slowly rotated, absorbing this seemingly dazzling reflection well.

For Kahncris's expression, reaction and strain, Allen naturally saw clearly.

But he didn't have the slightest worry.

Because, when he made up his mind, the only result the opponent had ushered in was defeat.

Apart from this, there is nothing else.

Just like what the two said when they negotiated, if Kahncris used the prototype to fight him.

Then Allen may have to play harder, although it will not change the final result.

But it is impossible to end the battle so quickly.

After all, the dragon's huge body shape like a mountain and hill is really a headache.

But KahnChris was unexpectedly so arrogant that he chose to use a human form to fight him.

Not to mention self-damaging combat power, it also greatly facilitates Allen's combat mode.

Therefore, the defeat of the other party is naturally a matter of reason.

So, let alone what KahnChris currently shows is still within his scope of response.

Even if Kahncris exploded, showing unexpected tricks at the bottom of the box.

As long as the opponent is still at the Silver Level, Allen has the confidence to suppress them all.

With a solemn expression, indifferent like the high sky, Alan was expressionless, holding a knife in his right hand, and slashing straight down.

An ordinary knife, in his hand, has an extremely shocking spirit.

It seems to be able to divide yin and yang, distinguish clear and turbid, and seem to be able to open up the world and reset the ground.

Swinging a knife, falling, and the trajectory is graceful, as if it were a natural thing, and he cut off towards Kahncris without any change.

I saw countless mixed spells that were almost indistinguishable, and countless harsh crackling sounds intertwined.

Senhan's blade smashed all the magic barriers, all the magic defenses, and slashed straight at Karn Kris's steel-like arms.

However, it seems that the result is not as beautiful as Kahncris expected.

Pouch!

The sound of the blade piercing the flesh sounded extremely clearly in their ears.

A touch of blood with a little icy color in the pitch black suddenly ran across the air, swaying out like splashing ink.

The dragon's blood, which looked more like oil than blood, fell on the ground, making a sizzling sound.

The white mist rose up, and the ground on the ring that had been strengthened and enchanted several times, seemed to have been corroded by concentrated acid, and became pitted.

However, Allen's attention was not on the ground.

He just straightened one hand out, placed the long knife on Kahncris's neck, and looked at each other quietly.

"Can you admit defeat?"

His tone was very calm, there was no sarcasm or joking at all, and there was no such thing as going downhill.

It seems that this is just a simple question without any other meanings.

However, this tone made Kahncris even more angry.

Because this shows that the other party didn't care about him at all.

What he had done before was like a jumping clown, leaving no impression on the other party's psychology at all.

This fact is the deadliest ridicule for a guy whose heart is taller than the sky and whose arrogance has almost melted into his blood.

That kind of anger, almost like a volcanic eruption, continued to explode in his heart, and it might erupt at any time.

But in this state, Kahncris calmed down as never before.

Even though there is still a series of complex emotions brewing in his heart, such as shame, anger, and violent anger, his face is extremely calm.

"You won."

Huh!

The moment he got the answer from the other party, Allen took the knife back into its sheath, and the white light of the knife swept across the air, leaving a stunning trace.

Insert a sentence, [\\mi\\mi\\reading\\app\\\\] really good, it is worth installing one, after all, you can cache reading and read aloud offline!

Allen turned around and was about to leave.

"Next time, I will win."

After not taking a few steps, there was a deep voice behind him, as if suppressing some strong emotions.

Alan can guess one or two of what the other party thinks, not to mention the many mental fluctuations revealed by the other party under severe injury and turmoil.

However, he didn't mean to comfort the other party, nor did he explain the other party's thoughts.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for Caesar's behavior to release a better signal with the Dragons, even if this is a peaceful game where no lives can be killed, he wouldn't be able to just do it this way.

After all, there is a huge difference between click and stop.

But since the other party's background is deep, and he has a good relationship with his own empire, then he is happy to give both sides face.

But that's all, and didn't have any thoughts of a confidant brother.

So, he just walked forward without looking back, waved his hand casually, and replied, "It's up to you."

"But next time, it won't be such a small price."

Hearing this, Kahncris's mouth twitched, and he looked down at his severed hands that only kept his skin in contact, his face suddenly darkened a lot.

However, he also knew that Allen was telling the truth.

After all, the previous knife, if it were not deliberately cut at his hands at the end, but cut towards other places, then the consequences would be more than in the eyes of the present.

And even if he cuts to his arms, Kahncris can feel that the opponent's blade is not exhausted, and there is still room after he cuts his arms, enough to cut his arms completely and follow the path of strength. Cut to his chest, his heart.

The reason for this is that the other party stopped.

So when the other party said "light", he really kept his hands.

Nothing is wrong at all.

But that's how it is said, but this is a great challenge for Kahncris's self-esteem.

I have failed, and I have suffered such a serious injury, but it is the result of the other party's charity.

Whoever it is, you have to be disappointed, not to mention such a arrogant guy like him.

It's just that he, who was wise, didn't make any different actions. He just turned around in silence and walked off the ring.

After a while, Allen, who had already left, reappeared on the 005 ring.

"Hurry up, put it away quickly, or it won't be new."

Allen pulled Leonard who was dragged by him, and said to the silver and black dragon blood that was spilling on the ground and still corroding the ring.

"Okay, I'm more professional than you in these things, so don't worry."

Leonard, who was casting a spell with a bunch of unusual-looking containers, gave Allen a white look and said calmly.

"Well, the harvest this time is very good."

Leonard glanced at Allen and said.

"It's okay, that is, I have to save some face to the other party, or I would even take out his painstaking effort."

Allen pretended to nodded lightly, and then said somewhat dissatisfied.

"That's really a vengeance." Leonard said with a smile, and then continued to focus on the collection of dragon blood.

This kind of work is not complicated, and it can even be said to be extremely simple for Leonard.

After all, Alan had accumulated quite a wealth of experience with Hughes.

Although there is a certain difference between the blood of the dragonblood and the blood of the dragon, they also have great commonalities in collection and preservation.

At least, it is similar in many places.

Therefore, in just over a minute, Leonard collected all the silver and black dragon blood that fell on the ground and stored it properly.

However, his expression is not as relieved and relaxed after the work is completed, on the contrary, his brows are frowned a little bit.

"Ellen, do you know what kind of dragon breed that Kahncris is?"

Allen froze for a moment ~www.readwn.com~ and then began to think.

"It should be the black dragon, right?"

After thinking about it, Allen said in an uncertain tone.

If it is the main body, then it is indeed very simple to distinguish the race of the dragon clan, when the opponent did not deliberately cover it.

But if it is transformed into a human form and does not show too many talent characteristics during the battle, it will be a little difficult.

The battle between Ellen and Kahncris was extremely rapid before, and it was almost unbelievable when the rabbits flew and fell.

In this case, Kahncris did not show his kind of specialty well.

Allen can only make a rough judgment based on the subtle changes in the opponent's body, the nature of the magic fighting spirit, and the final dragon's blood.

But Rao is so, he is not sure.

After all, Leonard is the expert in this area.

He looked at Leonard, curious as to why the other party asked this question.

"No, it should not be, or more than just."

Leonard shook his head and said.

"I guess he should be a hybrid dragon, or a mutant dragon."

Allen was a little puzzled, as if he didn't understand what it had to do with it.

"Is there any problem with this?"

Leonard turned his head and looked at Alan with a serious expression.

"If there is no problem with other people, it can only be said that they have obtained an extremely rare and precious collection."

"But for us, it is an extremely important opportunity."

Leonard said in a deep voice, earnestly.

"In this, I found something similar to Hughes' blood."

The pupils shrank slightly, the confusion disappeared suddenly, and Allen stared at the container in Leonard's hand, silent.