I'm the Dragon Emperor in Marvel

Chapter 248
On the city wall, everyone looked into the distance.

About a few kilometers away.

With Luo Lin's eyesight, it was clearly visible that the leader was the evil dragon king with dark skin and a body as large as a small hill, that is, the so-called Fafnir.

And on the dragon's body stood a young girl in jet-black armor, exuding an ominous and mad air.

And around the Dragon King, there were hundreds of flying dragons that surrounded the sky and covered the earth like an army, and they were flying fast and attacking densely.

It's like a demon king leading his army of monsters.

The ominous breath swept in like a black torrent, the sky and the earth seemed to change color, the air was filled with a sense of murder, and the atmosphere seemed to become heavy.

Just looking at that terrifying scene is enough to make ordinary people chill and even lose their will to resist.

Jill looked at the attacking enemy army from a distance, his face was solemn, and he held the sharp knight sword tightly in his hand, as if this was the only way to give him a sense of security.

But he knew that this was the main force of the Vengeful Witch Joan of Arc.

Like a subconscious instinct, he asked the strongest person present, that is, Luo Lin, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency Luo Lin, are we sure of winning this battle?"

Relying on his own strength, Luo Lin felt that there was no major problem, so he was not pessimistic.

On the contrary, looking at the kind and familiar face of Joan of Arc in the distance, he felt complicated emotions for a while.

Luo Lin felt in his heart that Joan of Arc was the same as his contract, but there seemed to be a big difference in her actions, and he couldn't tell the difference.

Whether it is true or not can only be verified face to face.

Or, is this world a game? !

Joan of Arc, who was following Luo Lin, also clenched her fists subconsciously.

Even though Joan of Arc has died and become a heroic spirit, it is undeniable that she still loves this country and nation.

Facing this enemy who destroyed her country, Joan of Arc will defeat her regardless of whether Black Joan is her opposite.

This is the mission she came here, and it is also the goal in her heart.

And Luo Lin listened to Jill's words, he glanced around, most of the soldiers' eyes showed a look of fear and fear.

He could even hear the words of those soldiers whispering to 'disturb the morale of the army':

"Impossible, we are bound to lose, it is impossible to win..."

"Those monsters will tear us to pieces and eat us, and we'll all die!"

"God, why did you abandon us?!"

"It's useless to stay, do you want to run away?"

"This city cannot be defended."

"Is this our retribution? This is our punishment for betraying Lord Jeanne, we deserve it..."

There are also people who are repenting and praying; there are also people who show the courage to see death as home, and are ready to die in battle.

At this moment, the crisis is approaching, but we can see everyone's true side.

Luo Lin said to Jill, "Let me say a few words."

Jill also knew that such low morale was not a good thing, so he nodded. He seemed to trust Luo Lin very much, and then said, "Silence!"

"Now let our dragon slaying warrior, His Excellency Luo Lin, say a few words."

Hearing the words, the terrified soldiers seemed to calm down slowly and became quiet, as if they wanted to hear what Luo Lin had to say.

Luo Lin felt speechless for a while, and there was still a flaw, what the hell is a 'Dragon Slayer Warrior', it feels so tacky, forget it, now is not the time to care about it.

Of course, regardless of the nickname, Luo Lin's strength is respected by those soldiers.

Luo Lin glanced at everyone, and then spoke. His voice was loud, and the words seemed to have a powerful magic power to contagious emotions, which rekindled the fighting spirit of the soldiers:

"Everyone, I think you probably all know me, and next, we will face an extremely difficult battle together, and it can even be said to be a near-death battle."

"I can even say that many people present may die, but this is not a reason for us to back down."

"In this city are the hopeful people we want to protect. Now is the final battle of France's survival, and it is also the final battle to determine the fate of France."

"This is a battle of death and survival!"

"It's also a desperate battle!"

"If we win, then we are heroes. We will rewrite history, win the hope of France, and leave an endless fire for the future of France."

"But if we lose, it also proves that France will never admit defeat under the enemy's iron hoof, under the ravages of monsters."

"For the dignity of man, for the glory of France, not even death can conceal our courage."

"——Let us fight against monsters, and the victory will belong to France!!!"

Luo Lin's words sonorously expressed this impassioned words.Although he didn't spend a lot of time thinking about this passage, the last sentence that was added was what Joan of Arc said at the execution ground.

But at least it sounds like that.

Of course, the only disadvantage is that Luo Lin is not from France, so he doesn't have much sense of substitution.

However, he incorporated some spiritual power of spiritual suggestion into his words.Letting everyone hear the words seems to have boosted their morale, as if they had been beaten to death, they wished they could fight the monster for [-] rounds.

Even if it is death, you have to die well, and you have to kill a monster before you die, so as to live up to the honor of a soldier.

Luo Lin's words activated everyone's belief in the gods and soldiers.

Marshal Jill didn't expect Luo Lin's speech to be so effective, his morale instantly rose, and he immediately began to mobilize and deploy soldiers.

The defense on the city wall is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Joan of Arc under the hood felt her blood boil when she heard Luo Lin's lecture. She took a step forward and said softly to Luo Lin gratefully: "Thank you, master!"

Luo Lin smiled and said, "It's nothing."

In fact, some specific followers have some special inherent skills, such as Joan of Arc's 'leadership c'.

She herself has the natural ability to command the legion. Joan of Arc's gesture of raising the flag on the battlefield to participate in the assault can raise the morale of the soldiers to the limit and make the army into one.

So perhaps it would have been better to have Joan of Arc deliver this pre-war pep talk, since this is her country, after all.

It was just because of Black Joan's problem that she couldn't show up, and naturally she couldn't give a speech, so Luo Lin could only do it for her.

Fortunately, the effect is not bad.

Luo Lin said again: "I can't help them too much. At that time, we have to deal with the main enemy. We can only let them deal with the other flying dragon monsters."

Fortunately, Luo Lin was not among the group of monsters. He saw the existence of the other Seven Riders, and he didn't even see the existence of the Marshal Caster.

Otherwise, with his and Joan's two servant-level combat powers, they would be incapable of doing both, and the city might really be wiped out.

"Marshal Jill, let's discuss it."

Luo Lin called Jill over.

Jill said, "You want to do this?"

Luo Lin said: "At that time, the black Joan of Arc and the evil dragon king Fafnir will be resisted by me and this ruler. Of course, we will try our best to clean up some flying dragon monsters, but it is mainly up to you to deal with them. do you understand?"

Because Joan of Arc wanted to hide her identity, Luo Lin had no choice but to use the job agency ruler to refer to her.And although his words were deliberations, they already meant that the plan had been confirmed.

And Marshal Jill also knew that three or five ordinary people in those monster flying dragons could barely resist Zhou Xuan together.

However, existences like Joan of Arc and Fafnir are simply not something ordinary people can deal with, and no matter how many people go up, they will still be delivering food.

So soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, this is the best arrangement.

Jill naturally has no opinion.

Ruler, that is, Joan of Arc said in a disguised voice: "Master...cough, Luo Lin, when the time comes, you will deal with Fafnir, and I will deal with Black Joan, is that okay?"

Apparently Joan of Arc still cared a lot about this girl who bore a similar appearance to her own.She felt from the bottom of her heart that even if she was the opposite of herself, she shouldn't do such a thing.

So she hoped that the two of them could find out more information during the battle.

And even if that Black Joan of Arc Joan of Arc is her opposite, then it's up to her to deal with herself and solve the troubles caused by another 'self'.

"That, that's fine."

Luo Lin hesitated for a moment, but agreed casually.

Originally, he actually wanted to fight Black Joan.

He hoped to see if he could find any clues, or talk during the battle, to see if this Black Joan and the Black Joan he contracted with were the same existence.

But Joan of Arc cared about Black Joan of Arc very much, and now she was injured, so it was a bit unreasonable for a girl to deal with the rough-skinned and thick-skinned evil dragon Fafnir.

And Luo Lin's tyrannical body seems to be the best candidate to deal with the evil dragon.

So there is no way, this division of labor can only be arranged in this way.

"Hoo ho ho ho-!!!"

A bell-like dragon's roar seemed to sound along with Long Wei, the roar even stirred up the air, and layers of sound wave-like ripples appeared visible to the naked eye.

That was Joan of Arc driving the evil dragon Fafnir. Fafnir felt extremely majestic, raised his head and roared, as if he was proclaiming his majesty.

Seeing that the eldest brother had spoken, the large group of flying dragons surrounded by them quickly followed the wind and roared, as if they were despising the human beings and the low city wall.

At this moment, soldiers are approaching the city!

Considering that they are flying in the air, especially Fafnir's huge body is like a small hill, and it is afraid that a dragon's claw will collapse the city wall.

Perhaps, it would be more appropriate to call it 'Soldiers on the City'.

Joan of Arc drove Fafnir and led the group of flying dragons to stop at a distance of more than 100 meters.

Black Jeanne looked at the scene in front of her, grinned, put one hand on her forehead, showed a mad smile, and said sarcastically: "Hahahahahahaha, it's too ridiculous, don't you think that the city wall like paper can protect you?" Is it? Resistance is meaningless, you should lead the way to death!"

"How do you know it's meaningless!"

When the soldiers were horrified, Luo Lin jumped up onto the wall and replied with a loud voice.

Only a thin and thin figure made the soldiers trust and feel a sense of security.

Black Joan didn't expect someone to reply, she followed the reputation, and when she saw Luo Lin, she felt a sense of familiarity for some reason, and a strange and inexplicable emotion emerged in her heart, which obviously shouldn't be felt like this.

Black Joan shook her head, trying to get rid of this feeling, she restrained her contemptuous expression, her tone seemed to soften a bit, and asked suspiciously: "Who are you? Who are you? "

Luo Lin noticed the slight strange change in Hei Joan, and continued to probe, "Me? I'm Luo Lin!"

Hearing this name, Joan of Arc felt all kinds of inexplicable emotions emerge in her heart, she felt very irritable, and she didn't even want to think about it.

Her purpose is very simple and pure, that is revenge, so she asked: "You are the one who got rid of those flying dragons before?"

Luo Lin said: "That's right, it's next."

Hearing this, being able to kill the flying dragon represents some strength.

'What's wrong with me? '

Hei Zhende suppressed the thoughts in his heart, let's treat Luo Lin as an enemy for the time being, kill...ah no, maybe just defeat him, capture him, and then bring him back to be tortured and played with like a slave .

When Black Joan saw this man, she felt that he seemed very special, and for some reason even suppressed her murderous intentions, this was the first time she had such thoughts.

"Then take this move."

Joan of Arc's tone changed and she stepped lightly on her feet. The evil dragon Fafnir seemed to understand the master's wishes. He raised his head to gather energy, and a huge magic power condensed.

'Roar--! '

Fafnir opened his bloody mouth wide enough to even see the sharp teeth, and the crimson dragon's breath sprayed out.

'call! '

A crimson dragon's breath flame ball with a diameter of nearly ten meters flew towards it quickly, like a meteorite rubbing against the atmosphere. The terrifying air waves and temperature made the surrounding air scorching hot.

Jill had no doubt that the dragon's breath could shatter the entire city wall into pieces. He looked anxious, and reacted quickly to retreat, and immediately reminded and shouted: "Everyone, get out of the way!!!"

When Joan of Arc saw this, she held it in her hand, and the magic power surged, condensing a beautiful spear and battle flag.

She was about to dodge on the top of the wall, and wanted to use her own strength to wave the battle flag and fly the dragon's breath and flames.

But I heard Luo Lin's voice: "Let me take it!"

But she didn't know whether these words were a response to Joan of Arc, or an explanation to Joan of Arc and the others.

'Boom! '

Luo Lin's legs were bent to accumulate power, and he jumped suddenly, his whole body was ejected like a fired cannonball.It turned into a rapid trajectory arc and rushed straight towards the dragon's breath flame.

That's not the jumping power that a normal person can have at all.

"drink--!"

Luo Lin snorted coldly, the muscles in his right hand swelled up slightly, the huge power was condensed and transmitted to the point of the fist, and the terrifying power burst out in vain.

'Bam—! '

With a punch, there was a sound of sonic boom, and the fist was wrapped in violent air waves and power, and directly blasted on the dragon's breath flame.

Both sides stared at the high sky, and Luo Lin's figure shot into the blazing flame instantly like an arrow.

"Is that fool going to die?"

Black Joan watched this scene with an impatient look on her face, and cursed.But it seemed that even she didn't notice the awkward words, and there seemed to be a trace of worry in them.

'boom--! '

A cracking sound exploded in the air, and the man punched the dragon's breath, and it exploded. It dispersed into more than a dozen small balls of flame and flew down, hitting the ground.

It's like performing a magnificent fireworks show.

This is not over yet, after Luo Lin shattered the dragon's breath attack, he still leaped away quickly, spanning a distance of [-] meters in an instant.

It seems that from the very beginning, Luo Lin's goal was not just to crush the dragon's breath.

"not good!"

Black Joan sensed Luo Lin's intention, but Luo Lin's speed was too fast.Before she and Fafnir could react, Luo Lin's figure was already above them.

"It's my turn too, give me a punch!"

As Luo Lin said, he punched heavily with his right hand, wrapped in violent wind and waves, and slammed down towards Fafnir's faucet...

(End of this chapter)