The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 13 The Dragon Dedicated to Minai's Growth
Riding on the back of a dragon is not an easy task.

It is even more difficult to kill a dragon while riding on its back.After all, compared to dragons, human beings have too limited physical strength, and if they are dragged into a protracted war, it will only become more and more detrimental to human beings.

But Menechel is no ordinary person.

The miraculous physique that can quickly restore physical strength by relying on magic power gave Menechel unlimited possibilities.

And what can be used as a source of magic power when riding on the back of a dragon?

The answer is dragon blood.

He is not used to eating raw meat, but although Menechel feels disgusting to the blood fluid, it is not difficult to swallow. How can he pay so much attention at the moment of life and death, so the dragon blood full of the dragon's violent magic power became Mine Cher good tonic.

Whenever the dragon's wound was about to heal, Menechel would endure the dizziness and stab the wound with dragon scales to prevent the wound from healing.

It is precisely because of this that while Menechel's body was assimilated by dragon blood, the dragon also became weak because of Menechel's continuous deepening of the wound.

But even so, the battle between man and dragon lasted for three days and three nights, until the dragon's body fell from the sky when the sun rose on the fourth day, and finally the bell of the end of the battle rang.

Menechel could be said to have rolled off the dragon's back, and his legs were a little rusty for walking because they hadn't touched the ground for a long time.

There were bloodstains all over his body, some from the dragon, and some from himself—the scales on the dragon's back were sharp and sharp, and it was inevitable that they would be scratched.

There was a burst of pain in his stomach - although the magic power in the blood was perfectly processed by the body, drinking it was indeed a bit bloating, and now that he was relaxed, this feeling of fullness made Minechel Want to throw up immediately.

But even so, Menechel still held on and did not fall down. He maintained the victor's posture and looked down at the dragon for the first time. For an instant, his smile was restrained.

"Unexpectedly... none of them died."

Menechel's pride turned into fear, and he couldn't help sighing at the tenacity of the dragon's vitality.

He turned over the dragon's paw, and found half of his improved knight sword from below. Fortunately, there was not only a bare hilt left.

While keeping an eye on the giant dragon for signs of returning light, Menechel quickly cleaned the scales around a "dragon nail".When the cleaning was almost done, Menechel slowly peeled off the dragon claws.

Picking up the dragon claws that were half as tall as a human, Menechel limped to the dragon's head, stared at the dragon's eyes that were gradually dimming, and said, "Now please exit with honor."

——"Humans, why are you attacking me. I obviously didn't do anything."

The dragon didn't speak, but Menechel heard the sound.Deafening, like the roar of a dragon.

"you--?"

Menechel's tone was a little hesitant, but the movement in his hands was not slow at all, and he pierced the neck of the dragon with his claws.

The only remaining blood in the dragon's body sprayed out, and Menechel was shocked all over before he could dodge in time.

The sweet smell filled the nostrils, and the desire to vomit that Minechel had finally calmed down faintly flared up again.

Menechel could clearly see that the highlights in the dragon's eyes were gradually dimming, and the strong magic power fluctuations on it also quickly dissipated in the air.

The giant dragon has not opened its mouth, because Menechel can be sure that its mouth must be accumulating dragon breath, just waiting for Menechel to hesitate for a moment.

"Because you are my test, that's all."

Menechel jumped off the dragon, hesitated for a moment, turned on the dragon again, and pulled out the dragon claw inserted into the dragon's neck.

This was Menechel's last respect for the dragon.

Accompanied by a rustling sound, elves in green clothes came out of the bushes one after another.

Menechel glanced around, but fortunately, he didn't find the elf with the weapon—otherwise, he might really stop here.

"Thank you, Lord Knight."

This is the voice of an elf.

"Thank you, Lord Knight."

This is the voice of a group of elves.There are many voices, old and young, male and female.Menechel's hanging heart completely sank. He was already quite exhausted. After three days and three nights of high-intensity air battles, even if his body could hold on, his brain had reached its limit.

At this moment, as soon as Menechel relaxed, the last tight string was also loosened, his body softened, and he fell straight in front of him.

There is peace in my ears, and all I can smell is the fragrance of green grass.

……

When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was a ceiling that could not be called unfamiliar.

Menechel stared blankly at the familiar pattern for a while, and then slowly sat up belatedly.

The pain that had been squeezed for a long time rushed straight into Menechel's brain, but Menechel still tried to maintain a deadpan expression, because there was a second person here.

"you're awake?"

The voice of the guiding elf sounded a bit unexpected.

"How long have I slept."

"It won't be long."

Compared to the last time, Menechel was much more familiar, and he stared at the elf in front of him without blinking, for fear that the other party would say outrageous words like "soon, ten years".

"Well, it's less than a day."

Stared at by him, the elf finally couldn't help telling the truth.

Menechel breathed a sigh of relief, and then he recalled his great achievement of slaying the dragon, the expression on his face gradually became unbearable, and he wanted to laugh out loud, but he was soon overwhelmed by the sour feeling coming from his whole body. He twitched in pain.

But even so, Menechel still refused to lie down. He looked at the elf in front of him and asked the question he was most concerned about now.

"I also helped out when I was busy, so I will leave Utopia next."

"Are you in such a hurry?" The elf didn't show any intention of holding back, he was taken aback for a moment and then showed a clean smile: "But it's true, after all, the homework that Merlin gave you has also been completed."

Merlin...that guy?

Menechel looked at the elf in front of her with some confusion.

But the other party just showed a sly smile: "When we do encounter some troubles, it's not impossible to solve them just by us dealing with that little dragon, but Merlin asked me to hand over to you what I can't do, let alone, what do you think? Why was it such a coincidence that I met you at that time."

Menechel immediately became expressionless, thinking that what Mr. Merlin gave the sword was not a fixed anchor point, but just a positioning magic.

"As compensation for deceiving you, and as a reward for driving away the dragon. Please let me build a set of weapons for you before leaving... After all, you are not suitable for going out of the mountain in any sense."

The elf added: "Just use the little dragon's body."

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(End of this chapter)