Throne of the North.

Chapter 460: The corpse of the dragon man, the dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon

An elliptical pit appeared on the ground, starting from under Fuan's feet and revealing its boundaries dozens of meters away. In the middle were traces of the knight's fighting skills.

The Mad Dragon Nightmare was dead and could not be deader. Sven once again played the role of a loser and fled with a few dragon warriors.

Egil calmed down, feeling threatened by the knight's fighting skills in Fuan's hands, and his eyes were fixed on the crumbling Dragon Chosen over there.

"I heard that a month ago, he was just an ordinary person?"

In just one month, he had transformed from a frail mortal into a Chosen Dragon who could kill a peak Golden Knight. Such terrifying power...

While the army was cleaning up the battlefield, they also surrounded Fuan and the executioner. The executioner supported Fuan and looked at the soldiers around him nervously.

"What do you want to do? He is the Chosen One, the hero who will fight against the Dragon Lord."

However, what surprised the executioner was that the human knights who surrounded him were unmoved, and did not even show any surprise when he revealed that Fuan was the Chosen Dragon.

Egil pushed the knight aside and came in front of the two men.

The knights did not dare to stop them. This world had clear rules. They were Master Ryan's servants and their status was lower than that of Master Ryan's followers like Egil.

Similarly, in terms of strength, even Michaela, who was able to command a thousand soldiers of the Stag Legion, was far from being a match for Egil.

"Can you use the fighting technique you just used again?"

"That's an instinct in my body that I can't fully control."

Egil didn't believe it. He looked at the sword in Fuan's hand. This was the weapon of the Chosen Dragon. If anyone else used it, they would only be cursed.

He was not interested in the sword, but...

"There are so many Dragon Chosen in this world, some of them are already powerful enough to kill dragon monarchs, so they won't leave behind powerful fighting skills?"

Fuan was a little slow to react, and when he finally did, he looked at Egil in shock.

"You, you know my identity?"

"Of course, I am also a follower of the Chosen Dragon."

Egil said with a smile, then threatened.

"I believe this power does not belong to you, but if I can master it, perhaps I can help you kill the Dragon Lord."

Fuan was at a loss. No one in this world had ever received an education, and he was no exception. Becoming a Chosen Dragon only made his mind and soul more active, but it did not make him directly smarter.

He had no idea what Egil's words meant. He just felt they were confusing and mysterious.

"I found this under Sai's ground."

……

The army returned victoriously, and this time, no one in Saiyi City felt that the food they had previously handed over was wasted.

In the army, the new recruits raised their heads proudly, like peacocks spreading their tails. At this moment, they only felt that they were superior to the people around them.

Fuan was among the army and felt something was strange. These people were welcoming, cheering and in awe of the Chosen Dragon.

But it has nothing to do with him.

"Is the Chosen Dragon you are following a previous Chosen Dragon? Is he still alive?"

Fuan asked Michaela, because the other Egil didn't seem to be easy to get along with. Even the soldiers didn't dare to get too close to him. Only the three white wolves were free.

As for the Dragon Chosen who this army was loyal to, Fuan could only think of this answer.

Only the Chosen Dragon can train such a powerful army, but now he is the Chosen Dragon.

Michaela did not answer Fuan's question, but said:

"We follow the Lord Chosen Dragon."

"It's time for you to take us to the ruins of the Chosen Dragon."

There were only about twenty knights and attendants who followed Fuan into the underground.

"Giant dragons soar in the sky, they look down upon the earth. The only place that can escape their sight is underground."

The dark environment made the three white wolves seem a little uneasy. They looked ahead as if there was some threat.

When the underground space became empty, the knights lit up the surroundings, and everyone's eyes were immediately fixed on the tall altar in front.

It was an altar that had existed for who knows how many years, and on the altar, there was a... skeleton.

A human-like skeleton was kneeling in the center of the altar, but he had beast-like claws. Judging from the shape of the bones, the claws were extremely sharp when he was in front of it. In addition, a gray bone tail with many broken bones was lying quietly on the altar. It was a part of the humanoid creature.

Its claws were holding a stone sword with tiny words carved on its surface. Those were words, but they were not human words. Only the dragon could understand their meaning.

On the altar, the dust was wiped away, and some words appeared. This time, the meaning was understandable to the knights and servants.

"Repent and pray."

"He seemed to have once possessed human consciousness and civilization."

Mikaela said so, and Egil was sharper.

"He committed suicide."

“This is where the power I inherited comes from.”

Fuan pointed at the stone sword, and when he performed a blood sacrifice on the weapon in his hand for the second time, he naturally understood the inheritance he had received from here.

Egil stretched out his hand to grab the stone sword, but at this time the three white wolves were staring at the skeleton, gritting their teeth and making whimpering threats.

Egil remained unmoved and grabbed the stone sword and pulled it out. More than a dozen bones in the chest of this humanoid creature were broken and shattered into hundreds of pieces.

However, he survived.

"Roar--"

The roar of the wild beast resounded in this underground space. Two dragon essences suddenly flashed in his empty eye sockets, and then he rushed out like a wild beast and killed Egil.

"run!"

Michaela shouted, grabbed Fuan and carried him on her back and ran madly in the direction they came from. The power of the skeleton felt familiar to him, it was a power that surpassed the Sky Knight.

"Sanctuary!"

"The dead body of the sanctuary."

Egil added, but he did not run away immediately.

There were buzzing sounds coming from the ground of Saiyi, and thousands of people felt the tremors. They looked at their feet in surprise, until the houses began to collapse, and they finally realized that they needed to escape.

"Run out of the city!"

Rushing out of a cave piled with stones, Michaela jumped on his horse and galloped wildly into the city of Sai, shouting at the people in the city to leave.

It is unknown how much underground space there is under the city of Saiyi. Moreover, the city of Saiyi, which was originally built on the mudflats, is not as strong as imagined. As long as the key nodes are destroyed, the entire city will collapse.

He was not sure, but he could not doubt the destruction that the power of the Sanctuary could bring.

"Dragon - destroy the mountain!"

With a deafening roar, Egil was knocked flying into the sky, and then the tall skeleton of a dragon monster rushed out of the ground. The moment he rushed out, everyone in the city of Saiyi felt a huge sound of collapse. Dozens of houses turned into ruins in an instant, and dust flew into the sky, blurring all vision.

The battle was still going on. Egil fell from the sky and spat out a mouthful of blood on his chest, while the monster skeleton followed closely behind him, and the three white wolves howled and rushed towards each other.

There was just a huge disparity in power, and Egil's strength was no greater than that of the Golden Knight. Facing the flying monster skeleton, he turned over and started running wildly towards the distance.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. Outside the city, Michaela had assembled an army, and an army of 800 people blocked the path.

"Prepare!"

Michaela shouted orders, saying that anyone could run away in the face of threats, but only the soldiers and the army needed to go upstream and face all threats.

Egil quickly rushed into the army, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with madness in his eyes.

"Defend first!"

Hearing his words, Michaela hesitated and then nodded, asking the knights to raise their shields in front of them.

boom--! ! !
The corpses of the humanoid monsters crashed into the wooden shields, directly knocking dozens of people away. This is the horror of high-level transcendents. On an ordinary battlefield, they are unparalleled warriors.

"kill him!"

Michaela gave the order angrily, and rushed directly towards the monster's corpse with Egil.

As expected, the two were knocked away again, and hundreds of soldiers around them vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. However, just as the monster was about to pierce the two men's chests with its sharp claws, a heavy lance flew from a distance, pierced the monster's chest, and nailed him to the ground.

Looking back, I saw the shadows of tall war horses stretching out on the horizon. The majestic knights on horseback held the reins in one hand and pressed the hilt of the sword with the other, ready to draw their weapons and fight bloody battles at any time. The mountain flags like rhinoceros horns fluttered on the seashore, which was the symbol of the frozen land territory.

"Master Brand!"

Michaela shouted in surprise, and Egil snorted coldly, holding his chest and standing up.

Brand's arrival means that Lord Ryan has come here in person. Egil came to the corpse of this kind of monster. The other party was still struggling. It would not take long for it to break more bones to escape.

It won’t take long, but at this moment, it seems so long.

Riding on the back of the warhorse Winter, Ryan, dressed in gorgeous clothes, approached here, and then thousands of knights and attendants pressed over like a forest. The cavalrymen around Michaela didn't feel anything, but the hundreds of other recruits and Fuan were so scared that their scalps tingled.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Ryan looked at the struggling corpse, and Egil next to him holding a stone sword, and replied:

"It seems to be, human."

Ryan was wearing the crown of the Dragon Emperor. As Egil finished speaking, he looked at the dragon essence in the two empty eye sockets of the corpse.

In Ryan's eyes, he saw the ball of dragon essence on the left, and a broken soul emerged. It was the appearance of a human youth with cracks all over his body, with pieces missing in the east and west.

As for the dragon essence on the right, it is very pure, pure energy without any "impurities".

It belongs only to dragons.

Humanity?

Ryan stretched out his hand, and the crown on his head gave him some kind of inexplicable power that only a dragon could possess. He picked out the ball of pure dragon essence, then turned his head and looked at Brand, as if hesitating.

"Can you bear it?"

Ryan asked, and Brand held the sword across his chest.

"Definitely."

Since he answered like that, there was nothing more to say. Ryan tapped Brand's brow, and the next moment, a new blessing of the dragon spirit along with the essence of the dragon entered Brand's body.

The Sky Knight's body was shaking constantly under his armor, and the warhorse beneath him knelt on the ground in fear. However, no matter how Brand's body was shaking, he held the knight's sword tightly in his hand.

Ryan saw that in Brand's soul, his soul power turned into a bloody stag, roaring and screaming at an illusory dragon, and then angrily charged towards the dragon.

It was a charge. The stag pierced the dragon's chest with its sharp horns, tore the dragon's shadow into pieces with its bloody mouth, and then ate it bit by bit.

The spiritual consumption is just ten points, just like other spiritual blessings. However, the most important test of this dragon spiritual blessing is not whether the spiritual power is sufficient, but whether the person receiving the blessing can withstand the pressure from the life at the top of the food chain.

As the dragon essence dissipated, the humanoid corpse in front of him suddenly became sluggish. The only remaining dragon essence with impurities of human soul began to take the lead. He turned his head stiffly, and after turning a circle, he actually locked onto Fuan in the crowd.

"The Chosen Dragon... Die!"

Why? Fuan's eyes were filled with great doubts, and before he could say anything, the corpses of these people had already rushed towards him, desperate to kill the Dragon Chosen in front of him.

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill the Chosen Dragon!"

The corpse's upper and lower jaws collided with each other, making a sound. He seemed to have regained some of his former sanity, but he was even crazier than before.

A long sword blocked in front of him, and Brand stepped down, and many bones fell off his body. He used to be a saint, but after his death, he could not show the strength he had in life.

"Why did you kill the Chosen Dragon?"

Ryan's voice poured into the corpse's ears like a devil's sound. The latter turned around and retreated in fear, even his head fell to the ground.

But the sound is still happening in my head.

"Dragon, dragon...dragon..."

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't seem to utter the following words. Moreover, the dragon essence in his eyes was rapidly dimming.

The skeleton felt death approaching, but he still couldn't utter the remaining words. He could only point to Fuan's location and the stone sword in Egil's hand.

"The fate of the dragon slayer..."

He pointed at the stone sword in Egil's hand with difficulty, struggling to make some movement.

"Cut it off."

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, Brand swung his sword and chopped it on the stone sword. The next moment, the stone sword shattered into hundreds of pieces of stone, revealing a shiny dagger with fine indentations carved on it, which seemed to be a special kind of text.

The skeleton who saw this scene seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the dragon essence in his eyes completely dimmed.

"What do these represent?"

Ryan looked at the surface of the dagger curiously. It seemed that someone had carved the dents little by little with his fingers, and there were traces of coagulated blood on it.

"You know what?"

Ryan looked at Fuan. At this moment, the two Dragon Chosen ones looked at each other, but nothing extra strange happened.

"It appears to be Braille."

Fuan said uncertainly. He vaguely remembered that the blind old man in Blue Butterfly City had something similar.

After looking at the sword in his hand, Ryan handed it to Michaela and asked her to find a piece of wood and carve out the dents exactly as they were.

"Give it to him when the time comes. Perhaps our Chosen Dragon will be able to unlock the secret of this sword."

As for the real thing, Ryan would naturally take it back to the Frozen Territory.

This is an extraordinary world, and texts and the like do not require historians, archaeologists, or the like to spend a long time translating them.

These words can be awakened by magic and then tell the magician the answers they represent.

As for whether there will be any difference, we can just compare them when the time comes.

After resolving this matter, Ryan looked at Fuan again.

"I heard that you were in a bit of a mess after being chased, Mr. Dragon Chosen. It seems that you can't bear the responsibility of fighting against the dragon."

Ryan handed over a magic potion.

"This potion can temporarily hide your identity as the Chosen Dragon. I hope you will have the power to kill the dragon monarchs before they find you."

"This world needs you, Lord Chosen Dragon."

As the sun set, the army disappeared into the distance, and the world around Fuan suddenly became empty. He held the evil-looking potion in his hand blankly, not knowing which direction to go next.

After the two blood sacrifices, he felt that there was an incomparable and terrifying power hidden in his body, and this power affected him. When the corpse monster rushed towards him, he was extremely angry in his heart and even wanted to crush it.

Not long after, Michaela handed a wooden sword to Fuan, and Fuan decided to go north. He wanted to find the blind old man who gave him the sword. The other party should know the meaning of the carvings on the surface of the sword.

Moreover, he had traveled through half of the cities in the south, but the legends in every place told him that the armor that could resist the flames of the Dragon Lord was in the north.

In the lands ruled by dragon monarchs.

Under the cover of night, Ryan returned to the frozen land, but he did not sleep the whole night.

"what happened?"

Avril asked from the side.

"In the world of magic, have you ever heard of the legend of slaying a dragon and becoming a dragon?"

Ryan asked in a low voice. He didn't dare to say it in the other world before, because he felt that when the corpse monster opened its mouth to say something, three extremely terrifying wills descended. It was because of their arrival that the corpse could not utter the following words.

Ryan felt it, so he was trembling with fear at that time and didn't dare to ask further.

But he also felt the words the other party wanted to describe from that broken soul.

"The dragon slayer will be cursed by the dragon. When other dragons see him, they will feel the curse and hunt him down to death."

"Wherever the cursed dragon slayer goes, many lives will be implicated and destroyed by the power of the dragon."

"Gradually, people began to hate the arrival of the dragon slayer, because the appearance of the dragon slayer would bring brutal dragons."

"Without the help of the people, the dragon slayer will also die in the pursuit of the dragon."

This is the legend of the magical world, and what Ryan cares about is...

“Is there another version?”

"For example, a dragon is evil and destroys the world, and then a dragon slayer kills the dragon and rules over humanity, but humans find that there is no difference between now and when the dragon ruled."

"The dragon slayer is the evil dragon?"

(End of this chapter)