Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 40: Legendary Alchemy Items (Please read and vote)
With the blessing of the rune armor, the blond warrior's all attributes increased sharply, but he still couldn't keep up with Garros's speed. Seeing it pounce on the white-robed priest, the blond warrior opened his eyes wide.

——She is the object of the blond warrior's affection.

Although his previous confession was ruthlessly rejected, the blond warrior's admiration for her remained.

"Cowardly dragon, are you afraid of my blade?"

"I'm going to skin you alive and tear your bones apart, then make you into a specimen to hang in the exhibition hall!"

Thinking quickly, the blond warrior shouted to the young dragon.

Dragons, especially evil dragons, are extremely arrogant and conceited, and have bad tempers. They cannot stand provocation, and direct insults and belittling are the best ways to attract hatred.

however.

Garros acted as if he didn't hear anything and ignored the blond warrior's provocation.

With a strong wind pulling behind him, he rushed to the front of the white-robed priest in an instant.

There are many types of priests. Some are tall and strong, wearing armor and holding flails or hammers, fighting more fiercely than warriors. There are also types like the one in front, who are not good at close combat and have auxiliary skills, such as strengthening or healing companions.

Facing Garros's pounce.

The white-robed priest backed away hastily and tripped over a rock.

discipline!

She opened her palms, raised them up and lowered them towards Garros, unleashing the only offensive skill she possessed.

Boom! The pure white sacred light struck Garros's back like lightning, creating dense cracks on his hard dragon scales. The sacred light eroded inward along the cracks, bringing a sharp burning pain.

The burning pain is not caused by high temperature.

Garros is basically immune to ordinary fire damage. This seems to be because the sacred attribute of the punishment causes additional damage to the "evil" Garros.

"Shhh! That hurts! Did this skill classify me as evil?"

"Are even skills biased and discriminatory these days? I, Garros, am not a dragon!"

Garros was annoyed and his dragon wings swept across like a guillotine.

Under the moonlight, a head filled with astonishment and fear rose into the sky.

"Ah! Hetty!"

The blond warrior roared, "Damn dragon, I'm going to kill you!"

He carried the door-panel sword and strode towards Garros.
At this time, there were only one dragon and two others left on the field.

Garros, who dominated the situation with the power of a dragon, the blond warrior whose hair almost stood up in anger, and the necromancer standing in the shadow of a hemlock.

As for the female wanderer.

This guy was the smartest one. He ran away as soon as he sensed danger. Samantha was unwilling to let go of the thief who attacked her, so she chased after him.

"It's the Necromancer's turn."

Garros ignored the blond warrior and turned, locking eyes with the necromancer.

The necromancer felt a chill in his heart and became nervous, but when he caught a glimpse of two corpses out of the corner of his eye, he felt a little more assured.

When there are corpses around, and they are the corpses of extraordinary people.

The Necromancer is able to unleash even more powerful skills than usual.

"Let me turn the tide."

He thought to himself, and pointed at the body of the priest lying on the ground.

The corpse exploded!

boom!
The priest's body suddenly exploded, leaving no residue behind. All the essence of his flesh and blood formed an extremely swift and blood-poisonous mist that enveloped Garros.

Life extraction!

Boom! The body of the spellcaster further away also exploded, forming a streak of blood that landed on the blond warrior, causing his body to swell up immediately. Veins popped out from his face, and the muscles beneath his skin bulged high as if filled with asphalt and oil. His entire body was significantly strengthened.

"Captain, great opportunity!"

"You have been strengthened, kill this evil dragon!"

the necromancer yelled.

Under the cold moonlight, the blond warrior's eyes were dull and he turned his neck stiffly to look at the necromancer.

Hetty, the white-robed priest—his admirer.

Spellcaster Harvin - his brother.

As for the necromancer in front of him, he was actually not very familiar with him. He just felt that his level was pretty good after they had done a few missions together, so he temporarily recruited him for this wilderness exploration.

"Why are you looking at me? Don't just stand there, come on! Hetty and Haven are with you!"

The necromancer urged, confused.

In his opinion, making proper use of his companions' bodies was the greatest respect for them, but the blond warrior didn't think so. "Asshole! I'll kill you first!"

The blond warrior turned around with bloodshot eyes and rushed towards the necromancer.

"It's over!"

The necromancer was shocked: "The captain has been cursed by the evil dragon and has lost his mind!"

He stretched out his hand and the priest's head was ablaze with ghost fire, his skin and flesh were torn apart and burned into a skull. He flew into the air and blocked the "unconscious" blond warrior, who became even more angry and crazy.

"I kill you!"

He smashed the skull with one sword, and regardless of the ghost fire that hit him, he rushed to the necromancer and killed him with one sword.

The necromancer failed to dodge and his body was split in two diagonally.

Ahhh! The blond warrior roared and slashed out with his sword again, cutting off the necromancer's head.

the other side.

Garros' wings were burning with flames, and he had already dispersed the blood mist, but he did not take any action. He looked at the scene in front of him with curiosity and surprise.

The sudden internal strife among the other side was beyond his expectations, adding a touch of drama to this fierce battle.

However, it saved him a lot of trouble.

"Evil dragon!"

The blond warrior who killed the necromancer turned to look at Garros and rushed over quickly.

"Go to hell!"

He jumped up, raised his sword, and without regard for the consequences, he chopped off Garros's head.

The warrior's sword never fell.

Garros suddenly turned around and swept his tail, smashing him and his sword into the rock wall twenty meters away. Amidst the flying debris, his body embedded in the cracks of the rocks twisted into a strange posture, and he had no breath of life.

The battle was over and everything became silent.

The red iron dragon walked slowly, looking around.

When he saw a certain place, Garros suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a flaming dragon breath, which swept towards the remains of the necromancer's body. Screams were heard in the burning flames, and finally dissipated as the body completely turned into ashes.

"He's not dead yet."

Garros thought to himself.

He was actually not sure about the specific situation of the necromancer, but he felt that this kind of profession that deals with death should have more ways to save his life. So, with the idea of ​​killing someone by mistake rather than letting them go, he used dragon breath to whip his corpse, but he didn't expect that he would hit the mark by accident.

"Adventurers really can't be underestimated."

"He's so cunning and treacherous. If he survives and escapes, it will definitely cause me big trouble later."

Garros thought to himself.

Just in case the blond warrior was acting and had a way to revive or save his life, he exhaled dragon breath again, turning the corpse in the crevice into charcoal.

The raging flames lit up the night.

This also brought the battle to an end.

Not long after, Samantha flew back, still holding a figure that didn't struggle, as if it had accepted its fate.

Snapped!
Throwing the female wanderer in front of Garros, Samantha said excitedly, "My dear brother, I want this person to be my slave! I caught her, she is my trophy!"

Garros shook his head.

"You're wrong. If I hadn't showed up, you would have been captured alive by these people, or you would have been skinned and torn to death, not to mention that you'd have captured this human."

He said.

Looking at Garros's blood-stained scales and strong body, Samantha felt that what he said made a lot of sense and did not refute or argue.

"So what do you want to do with her?"

Samantha asked.

"Just kill him, there's no need to keep him alive."

Garros said calmly.

Wanderers, this type of profession is alert and cunning, good at sneak attacks and escapes. He doesn't believe that this wanderer can offer loyalty, nor can he guarantee to keep an eye on her, let alone have the time to compete with her in wits and courage. If she runs away, she may bring more people to hunt him down.

Just kill him and be done with it.

"wait wait wait!"

"Noble dragon, I wish to exchange all my treasures and this map containing the legendary alchemical item for my life!"

The wanderer hurriedly took off all his treasures and equipment, took out a map from his arms and presented it to Garros.

(End of this chapter)