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"What a joke! Only the victors are worthy of being called knights of the First Legion! All we pursue is victory!"

Lion snorted coldly, knowing that his Wings of Shelter were in trouble, so he swung his giant sword and let the blade fall on Aenarion at a terrifying frequency of four swords per second, like a torrential rain. Even though his dodge was high and his armor was thick, after three moves, the skeleton giant was directly shattered!

Aenarion was sweating profusely. Under the crazy attack of Lion, he retreated in a panic and summoned a second bone giant. He barely managed to survive under the threat of this sword superman. He could only block the powerful and slow Holy Slash. Facing the rapid combo of the Warmaster, he could not hold out for long! The black and green battle armor kept approaching him like a nightmare!

At this moment, several Deathwings broke through the obstacles of the Knights with their numerical advantage, blocked the way back for Merril and Luther, and even stopped the golden dragon. Although the young dragon Drognir was anxious, it was too weak and dared not get close. It could only spit fire from a distance, causing almost no damage to Ryan. The leader of the First Legion didn't even bother to pay attention to her.

And Constantine XI was blocked by the summoned shadow dragon, and no one came to save him!

Chapter 229: Five-Colored Dragon Queen (Part 1)

Aenarion was also ruthless at this moment. Since his spells couldn't penetrate the opponent's magic resistance, he would just go for it. In his demon form, he wielded the Spear of Bacchus, the Sword of Khaine, and the other three transforming blades, roaring and charging forward. The five weapons slashed at the enemy in front of him from five different angles!

But Lion did not dodge or evade. Even a dragon could not bite through her plate armor, let alone the weapons of mortals. She let those weapons clang against her plate armor, wielding the greatsword with both hands and hitting Aenarion's jaw hard.

Even with the dual defense of psychic bones and psychic armor, the huge impact force made Aenarion dizzy, his upper and lower rows of teeth knocked together so hard that they were almost broken, his feet left the ground, and he was actually knocked into the air!

“Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!!!”

While the opponent was being knocked into the air and unable to dodge, Ryan swung out four consecutive swords at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye!

Two swords blew up the skeleton giant that made the chapter leader feel troubled and desperate again. The third sword was resisted by the Wings of Shelter, and the last sword slashed fiercely on Aenarion's chest! Dozens of steel plates of the psychic armor were almost torn and chopped by the sword. Although the body was not scratched by the blade, the huge impact force broke three or four ribs of Aenarion, causing him to spit blood. Like a kite with a broken string, it drew a long scarlet mark in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"Aenarion!"

Indrognir cried out, and quickly descended to Aenarion's side, biting the back of his collar with his little mouth, trying to pull him onto his back and fly away together.

Li Zhanshuai's terrifying sword blade, but the young dragon was too small and its strength was not enough to support her to lift a two-meter-four-five-meter-tall, tall and burly elf. A creepy murderous intent also came from afar.

Indrognir looked back and saw that Lion was approaching here step by step with a terrifying pace. The terrifying murderous aura was gushing out from every pore of her body and every movement! It was as if an invisible force was spreading everywhere, making people feel desperate and suffocated. The blood-soaked warlord was like a group of lions on the hunt, a blade in the sea of ​​blood, and a nightmare in the dark night! The murderous aura condensed into a dense atmosphere, making people feel a sense of oppression, as if they were in the shadow of death!

"Get out of the way, little thing. You don't deserve to die under my sword."

Ryan looked at the young dragon with contempt, his voice was as cold as the eternal ice, his beautiful emerald green eyes were like the door to hell, madly flashing with death, pain, disaster and ominous frightening light!!!

"No! I swore in front of him that successive Eastern Roman emperors abandoned Asia Minor, most of Greece, and millions of their subjects in front of the Turks, causing many elves to resent us. But this is over! The current Roman emperor and the current Roman royal family will never abandon anything again! Palaiologos is no longer afraid of you!"

Indrognir still remembered his previous oath, and under the desperate pressure of the Warmaster, he not only did not retreat, but instead burst out with even more powerful strength. He actually picked up Aenarion, placed him on his back, and blew a breath of burning thunder dragon breath at the Warmaster, then flapped his wings and prepared to take off.

However, the young dragon was unable to take off under the load, and its weak dragon breath only left a trace of black charcoal marks on the warmaster's plate armor. Ryan's eyes became more and more contemptuous, and he strode through the burning purple thunder flames and swung the greatsword in his hand at Indrognir.

"How ridiculous! You're a young dragon. Even if your head is chopped off and hung on the wall as a specimen, I still think it's too small."

Aenarion was really desperate at this moment, but when he saw Indrognir, he suddenly thought of a crazy plan!

The bloodline of the Valleoli family is the dragon transformation, but the level of the dragon after the transformation is their career level + charm adjustment value. The stronger these two values ​​are, the stronger the dragon they transform into.

And I still have the last position for a pet. The levels of all pets are synchronized with mine. I can instantly raise Indrognir, a level 3 warlock, to a level 7 warlock! At least Thomas! It's Mahmoud's level!

"Indrognir! I don't have time to explain, don't refuse!"

Aenarion dipped his finger in the blood at the corner of his lips and chanted a spell. Because Drognir believed in this life-long friend, the dripping blood dripped onto his gorgeous blue-purple dragon scales and quickly turned into an incomparably exquisite magic array. Two scarlet bat wings entangled by thorny roses quietly unfolded on both sides of a peach heart shaped like a womb. In the center of the peach heart, Aenarion's name was written.

And somewhere in the dark, an ethereal pink chain was tied around the dragon's neck, and the other end of the chain was directly connected to Aenarion's heart. Through this contract, the power of Indrognir and Aenarion fed back to each other and complemented each other, causing the power of both parties to surge at the same time!

Instantly, a terrifying dragon might suddenly exploded with Indrognir as the center! The terrifying air wave tore the earth apart, raised dust, and a terrifying storm spread out, hitting Ryan and making him retreat a step! She narrowed her eyes,

It was discovered that three bright colors of red, blue and green outlined a series of magnificent perfect arcs in the air, which then condensed into the outline of a majestic dragon, which stretched out in front of the warmaster like a hill. Three slender and elegant dragon necks stretched out, drawing three thrilling tracks in the air, covered with rose-red, azure and emerald green dragon scales. The shapes of the heads also corresponded to the bony crown of the red dragon, the rhinoceros horn of the blue dragon, and the thorny dorsal fin of the green dragon.

Her gorgeous and noble body also changed. The dragon scales now gradually changed from light blue to dark purple, and there were very bright red lines on the edges of the scales.

And now, her huge and noble body is covered with scales of three completely different colors: rose red, azure blue, and emerald green, turning into a series of ferocious patterns with bright and gorgeous colors. When the colorful three-color dragon scales spread to the tip of the tail, they outline a huge and sharp poisonous thorn like a long sword!

Aenarion was a little surprised when she looked at the three-headed dragon under her crotch. She had mutated like her brother Constantine. Not only that, because she had a contract with Gorgon who had half green dragon blood, there was a trace of plague breath mixed with green dragon and poisonous snake in her body, which was also fed back to Indrognir, causing her to grow a third head again!

[Indrognir] (Dragon Form)

Human Level 7 (7th Level Warlock)

Health 67, Mana 89

Three bites: Hit rate +17, magic damage 18~29

Two dragon claws hit +17, magic damage 13~24

Two Dragon Wings Hit +17, Magic Damage 13~24

Dragon Tail Thorn Hit +17, Magic Damage 23~35

Defense 14 (Dragon Scale +15, Large Size -1)

Strength 30, Agility 10, Constitution 20

Intelligence 10, Wisdom 8, Charisma 26

[Blood Inheritance: Born in the Purple Room]: You can freely transform into a true dragon form and gain a huge

All the abilities of a dragon, but the transformed dragon cannot be higher than level 15. (7 character levels + 8 Charisma modifiers).

[Colorful Dragonborn·Red Dragon]: Immune to fire, gains the fiery breath of the red dragon, all flame damage increased by 50%, melee damage +7 (based on character level).

[Colorful Dragonborn·Blue Dragon]: Immune to lightning, gains the Thunder Breath of the Blue Dragon, all lightning damage increased by 50%, spell damage +7 (based on character level).

[Colorful Dragonborn·Green Dragon]: Acid immunity, gains the acid breath of the green dragon, all acid damage increased by 50%, spell immunity difficulty +3 (based on 1/2 character level).

Indrognir looked at his body in disbelief. He had suddenly become as powerful as his genius brother and the other two members of the Paleolithic family because of signing this contract! He had also turned into a towering dragon several tens of meters long! Not only that, he was even more powerful than his brother who had evolved blood and mutated into two heads! He now had one more head than him!

"Come on! Warmaster! I said! The Valleolius family will not give up anything!!!"

Endless power emerged from Indrognir's body, and the little princess' confidence was instantly pushed to the highest point by the explosive power in her body! Three heads of different colors roared at the same time, and four slender dragon claws drove her huge body to move the ground! She charged directly at Ryan, wanting to crush the little bug in front of her into powder!

In the sky, the golden dragon who was healing Hepans while fighting with several Deathwing veterans was so scared that every scale on his body was shaking! The color dragon with two heads was already terrifying, and now the Paleo family has a three-headed one! The tail is still the thorn of a two-legged dragon - if the female dragon has two more heads, it will become a miniature version of Tiamat! The mortals in this family are probably the resurrection tricks left by the Five-Colored Dragon Queen in the mortal world? ? ?

Chapter 230: Nirvana Rebirth (Second Update!)

Looking at the three-headed dragon coming towards him, Ryan's pupils only dilated slightly, without showing any surprise. The moment he stepped forward with his left foot, the giant sword once again burst out with a flaming tree that connected the sky and the earth. Thousands of brilliant and magnificent golden flying stars, dragging brilliant golden tails, revolved, danced, and soared around the dazzling giant tree, like tens of thousands of bright stars!

Ryan, holding a giant sword, blasted the flaming tree, the thousands of flying stars, and the terrifyingly powerful Holy Slash at the three-colored dragon in front of him!

"Roar!!!"

Indrognir opened three big mouths at the same time, and in an instant, the burning and boiling flames, the deafening thunderstorms, the eerie acidic poisonous gas, the triple dragon breaths gushed out from her three dragon heads! Allah's golden flames annihilated the three completely different dragon breaths with overwhelming force, but the dragon's flames, thunder and poison also burned, smashed, and corroded Allah's holy fire. The four completely different energies collided with each other, accompanied by the explosion of flames, the roar of thunder, and the sizzling sound of poisonous gas, splashing out four colorful sparks of red, blue, green and gold, which flew rapidly in all directions.

From afar, it looked as if a dazzling four-color firework had bloomed in the battlefield!

"Allah! Hu Akbar!!!"

Ryan roared, stepped forward again, and chopped. The magnificent Holy Slash smashed the triple dragon breath into pieces with unstoppable force! But its power was greatly reduced, and it could only tear a hideous wound on the three-headed dragon, with broken scales and blood splattered everywhere. The sword wound with the skin and flesh rolled outwards was burning with the divine flame that seemed to never go out.

After this move, Ryan was hit hard like a violent storm, because Drognir seemed to know how to control the dragon's body to fight the three heads. She raised her dragon claws covered with colorful scales, and like a cat playing with a mouse, she slapped Ryan's helmet continuously at a very fast speed. The first slap made Ryan kneel on one knee, the second slap made him lie on the ground, and the third slap made her body embedded in the ground that was smashed by the dragon's claws - the dragon's front claws alone were as tall and strong as an adult male.

Ryan pulled herself out of the ground with an expressionless face. The dragon claws could not break her defense at all, but because Drognir's attack was not over yet, a pair of dragon wings, like giant hands covering the sky and the sun, slapped both sides of her body at the same time! The huge blunt impact made her entire set of enchanted plate armor tremble, emitting a long and deafening metal hum, and she was stunned by the dragon wings.

At this moment, a slender, elegant, colorful dragon tail swept over with a creepy sound of breaking through the air, and lifted her up into the sky!

"Roar!!!"

Indrognir let out a deafening roar, and the three heads drew three colorful and magnificent arcs in the air. She learned from her brother's experience that he could not bite through the plate armor and was instead attacked by her with a gun. The three heads bit the Warmaster's left arm, right arm, and right leg respectively, and pulled in three different directions, trying to tear him into three pieces of meat!

Aenarion had also recovered from the heavy blow just now. Drognir's attack looked very fierce, but like his own, it could not penetrate the armor. The Ottoman Warmaster not only had a terrifying attack, but also had a hopelessly high defense. After putting psychic bones on himself, he continued to use [Forced Damage Sharing] as a final insurance - anyway, his other attacks could not penetrate the defense, so he could only use this.

"Hiss-"

Indrognir swung his three dragon necks wildly, trying to dismember the three Warmasters who were bitten by three dragon heads. The Warmaster who was bitten in the middle was shaking wildly in the air like a roller coaster. The sound of steel tearing, flesh breaking, and bones shifting could be vaguely heard in the air.

But just when she was about to succeed, six wings as black as night spread out on Ryan's back like a nightmare, like six sharp blades slapping at the three dragon heads of different colors at the same time. The soft wings could not break the solid dragon scales, but the black feathers were flying all over the sky, blocking Indrognir's sight.

At this moment, her left foot, the only part that was not bitten by the dragon's mouth, suddenly kicked towards the dragon's head. In the process, her left foot also burst out with a golden flame that covered the sky!

Can this person use the Holy Slash with any part of his body?

Indrognir let out three miserable howls and was hit hard by the indestructible and all-pervading Holy Slash. He was actually knocked back into human form, kneeling on the ground spitting blood, struggling to get up. If it weren't for the powerful defense and vitality after the dragon's transformation, he would have been turned into ashes by this blow.

Aenarion and Lion fell to the ground from a high altitude, and got up at the same time in a mess. However, during the time that Indrognir delayed, Aenarion used [Forced Damage Sharing] eight times in a row, and finally succeeded on the last one! He narrowly broke through the enemy's magic resistance!

Somewhere in the dark, a chain of life connected the warmaster and his own heart.

"You can't see my attributes or my situation, because your identification technique can't break my magic defense at all."

Ryan used the giant sword as a crutch, supporting her broken body to move forward. She fought bloody battles with four giant dragons of the Palaiologos family and killed the Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller. She was in a very bad state at the moment, and her remaining magic power was only enough for her to perform the last Holy Slash, and she didn't even have the strength left for healing.

"But I can see you! Aenarion! Your mana has returned to zero! You can no longer use Wings of Shelter and other spells! Finally, finally, we can put an end to our feud here!"

"Yes, but I have a backup plan. Respected King of the Six-Winged Knights, you can't stop me in your current state!"

Aenarion was almost frightened to death by this Lord of the First Legion who could kill gods and dragons, but he still pretended to be sure of victory and launched a counterattack against Lion! One arm even quickly reached for the dimensional bag, trying to take out some secret weapon.

At this moment, Lion was really frightened by Aenarion, thinking that he was really going to take out some secret weapon. Her brain instantly thought of a response strategy.

First of all, the opponent also has a giant burning with purple flames to save his life, and his defense and life are very high.

Secondly, the opponent's mana is exhausted and he can no longer use [Wings of Shelter] to unconditionally exempt from damage.

Finally, he seemed to have something that could pose a threat to his seriously injured self.

Then, the best way to deal with it is to transform the remaining mana into one's final Holy Slash and turn it into ashes!

Ryan raised the giant sword high without hesitation, and a spectacular pillar of flame shot straight into the sky. Countless bright flying stars, dragging golden fireflies, densely covered the entire sky, turning into a blazing canopy of the sky! Golden flames danced and burst in the sky, celebrating the victory of the warlord.

The next moment, the flaming tree that blocked out the sun turned into a magnificent wave of flames, sweeping across heaven and earth and slamming towards Aenarion, completely drowning him in the sound of the burning divine fire, the whistling wind, and the roar of the warmaster!

Holy Slash!!!

Aenarion breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have any backup plan. Everything she did was just to trick the opponent into using the Holy Slash. Fortunately, at the last moment, she still took the bait.

He closed his eyes, and the spiritual skeleton burning with purple flames was almost instantly burned to ashes by the golden holy fire. His body went from cold to hot, and the burning took only a moment. Then, the flesh and blood that was burned to ashes by the fire of Allah could feel nothing.

Lion looked at the ashes of Aenarion and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to pick up the sword to kill Constantine again, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her body! Aenarion's last spell, [Forced Damage Sharing], transferred half of the damage of the Holy Slash to himself.

In an instant, golden divine fire of Allah burned fiercely inside Ryan's chest. She fell to her knees with a scream, hugging her stomach with her arms. She fell to the ground in pain. Her internal organs and even the blood all over her body seemed to be burning. Scarlet blood, accompanied by golden flames, gushed out from her seven orifices!

Both of them were in a very bad state at the moment. Half of the damage from the Holy Slash was enough to kill Aenarion, and it was also enough to kill herself!

"You bastard, even if you die, you still want to trick me?!"

Ryan vomited blood. At the critical moment, he immediately took out a bottle of healing potion from his waist bag and forced himself to drink it from his mouth, which was constantly spewing out the holy fire of Allah and dripping with blood. He barely managed to hang on to his life. The golden holy fire disappeared, but seven streams of blood still flowed from her lips, nostrils, ears, and eyes.

She knelt on the ground panting, and even lost the strength to get up.

At this moment, the power of Asuryan's Helmet was activated.

, where Aenarion was burned to ashes, a powerful energy wave suddenly erupted. The powerful psychic waves turned into an exquisite but illusory phoenix phantom in the air, covering the sky of the entire battlefield! The purple-gold flames burned wantonly, even rendering the entire sky into a gorgeous purple room! Nine blazing and gorgeous phoenix tails stretched to the end of the vision.

And surrounded by the phoenix fire, a large amount of ashes reconstructed Aenarion's body in the flames. He wore a phoenix-wing helmet, a golden armor, held the Spear of Dionysus in his hand, and had the Sword of Khaine on his waist. He was reborn in the phoenix flames.

Night Raid, Group 4; ' ' [Helm of Asuryan] (Purple): Defense +, Fire Immune. Once a day, when you die, you can be reborn in flames.

"you you……"

Llane looked at this scene in disbelief. At this moment, Indrognir also recovered to the level where he could walk by taking several bottles of blood potions. He once again transformed into a three-headed dragon, dragging his severely injured body, and accompanied Aenarion step by step towards the Warmaster.

At this moment, Aenarion's double-headed eagle inherited from the Angelos family, the colorful dragon of the Palaeologus family, and the phoenix fire hanging above the sky of the Komnenos family occupied Ryan's entire vision. After these scattered Romans united, they actually defeated themselves? ! Defeat the warmaster of the Ottoman Empire? !

"You lose, Warmaster of the Ottoman Empire."

Aenarion, who was reborn from the fire, wielded the Spear of Bacchus and hit Llane hard on the head with the spear. The dizziness caused by the violent impact seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Lord of the First Legion was so seriously injured that he couldn't even stand up. His eyes rolled back and he completely fainted.

Chapter 231: The Captured Warmaster (3rd update!!)

At this moment, the entire battlefield was silent. Five hundred Deathwings looked at their Warmaster in shock, who had fallen into the hands of an unknown enemy. Some people tried desperately to rescue the Warmaster. Aenarion was quick-witted and drew out the Sword of Khaine, picked up Llane, and placed the sword on her slender neck, leaving a faint blood mark.

Very good, Kane's sword remembered her blood, and even if the calculation was hijacked, I could teleport there instantly.

The Deathwings were afraid to act, looking at the held warmaster, and at this moment, their battle situation began to gradually collapse. The Romans, relying on their numerical advantage, had penetrated many of their battle lines and surrounded everyone in a huge circle. The Ottoman defeated soldiers didn't even have a way to escape. They could only throw away their weapons and armor in the face of the Romans, kneel down and beg for mercy, shouting that elves should not kill elves - now they remembered that they were elves.

For a time, the only people still resisting on the entire battlefield were the Janissaries.

At this moment, Meryl Astelan and Luther finally killed through the Deathwing's obstruction and siege, and returned to Aenarion covered in blood, calling on all the Dark Angels to lay down their weapons and surrender, and that they could stop fighting. Ironically, after Lion fell, the most famous person in the entire Dark Angels turned out to be a fallen angel!

Meryl Astelan is the first Janissary, the oldest surviving dark angel, and the elder brother of everyone present. After entering the First Legion, everyone can see this living fossil who has served for more than a hundred years.

The remaining Dark Angels, seeing their legion commander captured and themselves surrounded with no way out, their instinct for survival made them finally accept Merrill's advice to surrender. After one third of the Dark Angels rebelled, another one third surrendered and became prisoners.

At this point, there was no power of resistance left on the entire battlefield. The flags of the Ottoman Empire, the flags of the Dark Angels, and even the flag of the Ottoman general with a golden moon on top, all fell into the dust. In the sky still remaining under the purple phoenix, only the red 4β flag of the Romans was fluttering in the sky!

Aenarion panted heavily, standing on the high slope and looking around the battlefield. An incomparable sense of pride rushed to his chest. Some Roman soldiers could not believe that they had really defeated the Ottoman army and even the Ottoman warlord! This was a great victory that had never happened since 1402!

From the Romans' perspective, this was a victory unprecedented in the hundreds of years since the rise of the Ottoman Empire!

At this moment, Aenarion finally had some free time to see what abilities he had gained since signing the sixth contract. He hoped it wouldn't be the ability to transform into a dragon, as this would mean all his sword and spear skills would have been wasted.

[Magic Pet Ability·Colorful Dragonborn]: You gain the fire/lightning/acid immunity and dragon breath spitting ability of the red/blue/green dragon. Melee damage +8, spell damage +8, spell immunity difficulty +4

Not bad, it's basically a bunch of things mutated by Drognir's bloodline. This large amount of elemental immunity is very powerful, so after having high physical defense, it also has more means to target mages. Mages have to use magic attacks instead of elemental attacks to hurt themselves.

It was then that he discovered that his level had soared directly to level eight because of his collaboration in defeating a nearly legendary legion lord.

[Aenarion] (High Elf) (Demon Form)