A baby dragon has built a nest outside the Novice Village

Chapter 98: Their End

The blood was trying hard to repair Rangnick's body, but the repair was becoming very slow.

His entire lower body was now missing, and his broken bat wings were still flapping feebly, keeping him in mid-air. But it was obvious that he could only barely stay in the air.

"Dragon, don't even think about it..."

Fary waved his claws and slammed Rangnick into the ground below. He was already tired.

Rangnick was like a cockroach. Ferry thought he had gotten rid of him several times, but in the blink of an eye, Rangnick had basically repaired the damage and reappeared in front of him.

It is indeed difficult for a ninth-level vampire who can only use physical attacks to pose a real threat to Fary. It is even difficult for him to penetrate the scales on Fary's body and cause real harm to Fary.

But it's annoying. It's like a fly that keeps flying around you, buzzing something like "our goal will be achieved eventually."

"This should be over now."

Fari leisurely landed on the ground and looked at Rangnick who was deeply sunk into the ground. Now he looked like a figurine that had been ravaged by a naughty kid for a whole day. There was not a single spot on his body that was damaged.

The blood had stopped flowing and he was really dying now.

After killing the living people around them, those twisted flesh and blood monsters quickly absorbed their flesh and blood and made themselves stronger. Once there was an opportunity, they would take the plundered flesh and blood and reintegrate into the body of the flesh and blood giant.

Faintly, some sounds of fighting came from that direction.

Fear was spreading in the capital, and people were fleeing. All roads leading out of the city were blocked by the fleeing crowds.

"Those humans will take care of their own problems."

Screams rang out, and Rangnick's body began to burn. The sun was completely eroding him bit by bit.

But he wasn't dead yet. Vampires were difficult to kill completely, and generally only piercing the heart and enough sunlight could ensure their true death.

Buildings were collapsing one after another, and the city guards were operating the siege weapons in the city at the fastest speed, pouring firepower on the giant. The flesh and blood of the flesh and blood giant kept falling off because of these attacks, but after the fallen flesh and blood fell to the ground, it quickly reorganized into twisted flesh and blood monsters, pouncing on the living people around.

The sun had already appeared above the horizon, and a ray of sunlight fell on Rangnick.

The rock spikes pierced him, forcing him to swallow his words.

The flesh giant had already gone far away, and even if Farui was in the air, he couldn't see him. The fact that the sound of battle could cross such a long distance showed that the intensity of the battle over there was very high.

Fari muttered quietly. He couldn't understand Rangnick. He could have continued to be a human count and lived his life comfortably.

After informing Reinhardt that the vampire was completely dead, he returned to the lair. As for the city that was struggling to resist the flesh giant, it had nothing to do with him.

The fear still permeates.

After stretching out his claws, stirring the ashes left by Rangnick, and confirming that there was no trace of life left, Ferry left.

Fary thought so and flew towards where Reinhard and the others were. In another direction, a fierce battle was going on in the fortified city.

"we will……"

Fari looked into the distance, in the direction where the flesh and blood giant left.

The screams gradually subsided and now only a small amount of ash of the vampire formerly known as Lannick remained in the crater he had created.

"Why bother? Isn't it better to be a noble quietly? Why do you have to try to revive civilization?"

Of course, the middle-aged man's carriage would not be troubled at all, as the soldiers had already cleared a smooth path for him.

Soon, the carriage arrived outside the city under the escort of soldiers.

The middle-aged man suddenly had a bad premonition. He opened the carriage window and looked around.

His carriage moved forward slowly surrounded by soldiers. According to the original plan, there should be a whole convoy of servants, domestic servants and relatives behind him.

"My Lord, are you concerned about the convoy?"

The coachman's voice came from the front.

"Don't worry, they are just temporarily blocked by the fleeing crowds. They will be able to leave the royal capital soon." The middle-aged man chanted a spell, and a fireball smashed open the roof of the carriage. The spell of flying flashed on his body, but just as he was about to escape through the roof of the carriage, he heard the coachman's voice again.

The sound came from above.

"My lord, it's very dangerous around here, I don't recommend you leave this carriage."

The middle-aged man saw the coachman's face clearly. This face rarely appeared in front of the nobles in the royal capital. Most of the time, a heavy helmet would block the view of the long face.

"Captain of the Shadow Crow Mercenaries, why are you here?"

Unfortunately, middle-aged men are among the few who have seen this face. The royal family gathers once every ten years, and all royal branches participate. This face is almost only seen without the helmet at that time.

"This question is not important. Please sit back down."

"The Kingdom's tradition..."

"When you dealt with the Second Prince, and sent people to assassinate Her Highness Lania in Sagat City, you didn't seem to consider any of the kingdom's traditions."

The middle-aged man sat back. Under the gaze of a level ten warrior, he had no chance to resist.

"When did you start preparing?"

Shadow Crow at least got access to the list of this escort and replaced most of the personnel, which is not something that can be achieved in just a few days of infiltration.

"It started the day Her Highness Lannia was abducted by the dragon."

The middle-aged man was stunned. This happened earlier than he expected.

“Is this the end for me?”

The carriage started moving again. The voice of the mercenary leader came from the front.

"Her Highness Lannia still hopes that you will live for the time being, Your Highness. But your political career has probably really come to an end."

The carriage turned a corner and headed towards the territory of Sagat City controlled by Lannia in the distance.

……

The Death Knight stood still.

In front of him stood a handsome man.

"Quasi-legendary, the church is really investing a lot of money in this."

A hoarse voice came from under the Death Knight's helmet. Under his command, the surrounding Undead Corpses continued to rush towards the nearby capital, and soon crashed into the city wall.

"What is your purpose? Who are you writing the legend for?"

A long whip formed by sunlight condensed in the hands of the handsome quasi-legend.

"An alien interrogator? A variation of a priest, a profession that specializes in digging out intelligence from other people's souls. It seems that there are still many things that the church doesn't know."

"After all, humans are a young race and need the knowledge of you aliens."

Before he finished speaking, the whip had already wrapped around the Death Knight.

"You are moving too slowly. The legend of the undead has been deeply imprinted in the minds of many humans. As long as the legend survives, the undead will not die."

The Death Knight's armor began to shatter, and streams of gray smoke seeped out from the cracks in the armor and drifted into the surrounding air.

The surrounding undead began to roar, and their strength had obviously increased significantly.

With a clang, the Death Knight's shattered armor fell to the ground.

"Use yourself as firewood to improve the combat effectiveness of the surrounding undead?"

The handsome would-be legend put away the whip in his hand, looking unhappy; his mission had failed.

(End of this chapter)