Lord Roar

Chapter 391
Seeing that there is only one Neuingate left who is neither an enemy nor a friend, Allen is a little uncertain what the other party is thinking.

After the battle between the Pope and Newingate just now, Allen also had an intuitive understanding of the fifth-order dragon.

The difference in the strength of each level of the dragon family is too huge. If the third-level fire-type dragon is destroyed, it can be crushed and beaten by Conslet.

The fourth-order giant dragon, Brad, is estimated to be beaten and destroyed if he returns to his original body.

And the fifth-order dragon Newingate in front of him is definitely an existence that can compete with Conslet, and should easily crush Brad.

Except for himself, there was only Dina who had strength left, and Meng Rui, a fat man who had no fighting spirit left in his body. If the opponent made a move, the three of them would not be opponents at all.

Allen hesitated for a moment, pointed to little Tutu at his feet and said, "Get out of the way, your envoys from Dragon City will come to the Bloodhoof Tribe in ten days, and I will help you understand the mystery of Tutu's life experience."

Through the few words just now, Allen determined that Tutu's origin must have a vital connection with the Dragon Clan, or Newingate would not have offended the Pope again and again.

Newingate shook his head in embarrassment and said: "The human race cannot live without the Holy See, and the Holy See cannot live without Pope Menrosa."

"Don't worry, I won't kill him." Allen said seriously: "As long as he tells me how to lift the restriction on Master Blind Dragon."

As soon as Allen finished speaking, the Great Pope Monrosa, who was lying under the broken pillar, pushed away the stone pillar pressing on him and stood up. He smiled angrily, "Is it up to you?"

The three of Alan looked on guard. They really didn't expect the Pope to be so resistant to beatings. He was hit by Conslet's two god-named weapons, and was scourged by a fifth-order dragon. Allen was a little suspicious of what material the Pope used to make it.

After a tooth-piercing bone rubbing sound, the two broken arms of the Pope returned to their original shape. Just as he was about to condense the elements of the Holy Light to heal his wounds, he remembered that on the Holy Mountain, let alone the magical power of the Holy Light, there was not even an elemental hair. up.

Glancing at Allen bitterly, the Pope gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you son of chaos, the foundation of the Holy Mountain for thousands of years was completely destroyed by you in one day. Since you didn't want to leave just now, you will die today." Here it is."

As soon as the words fell, the Grand Pope took a step out of habit.

Allen raised the hammer horizontally, Dina picked up the dragon gun, and Meng Rui's legs were trembling.

Then. . .Then the Pope stood in place, maintaining the shape of stepping out his right leg, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

If it was just now, as soon as the Pope took his right leg, he might teleport to you and give you a shot, so every time the Pope took a foot, everyone would raise their hearts instantly.

As a result, there is no magic element in the surrounding space now. After stepping out his right leg, the Great Pope didn't move in place, and his face was still dull. He looked so stupid b, how stupid b, he just stayed in place as if he had stepped on a stool .

"Hahahahaha!" Alan laughed wildly and said, "You are dumbfounded. You couldn't even condense magic elements to heal your injuries just now, so you still want to teleport?"

The Pope's lips twitched, and he didn't know what to curse secretly. He looked directly at Allen with disdain and said, "Do you think I can't kill you without the magic power of the Holy Light?"

After finishing speaking, the fighting spirit in the Grand Pope's right hand condensed into a long sword, and he was about to walk towards Allen with a gloomy expression.

As a result, Dina also took a step forward at the same time, and the Grand Pope stopped immediately, with various expressions on his face.

At this time, no matter how stupid the Great Pope was, he knew that Dina was the inheritor of the Titan bloodline, and he just happened to restrain his fighting spirit.

Next to Newingate, who was about to dissuade him, he felt very aggrieved for the Pope.

Menrosa, the religious leader of hundreds of millions of believers, the lord of the holy mountain, the hidden version of the number one master in the mainland, and the cultivation base of fighting spirit and magic power elements have all reached the realm of transcendence and holiness.

As a result, a barbarian chief gave Ke the death.

The magic elements in the space were blown up, but the fighting spirit was still usable. In the end, there was a Titan bloodline inheritor who could restrain the fighting spirit.

The current situation is very embarrassing for the Grand Pope, very embarrassing, especially embarrassing.

Even Dina, who doesn't like to use her brain, knows that she can restrain the Great Pope's vindictiveness, let alone Allen.

Allen also felt a little pity for the Pope. This guy was really bad luck for eight lifetimes when he met him.

But it's pitiful, and this doesn't delay Alan from killing the Pope with a hammer if he doesn't get a satisfactory answer.

"Tell me! How to lift the restriction on the blind dragon!" Allen looked angry. If the other party continued to talk nonsense, he would directly become the Grand Pope and return to the camp. Regardless of his future collapse, the current loss of the Bloodhoof Tribe has greatly exceeded he expected.

"I don't know what to say!" The Great Pope looked disdainful.

Allen sneered and shouted, "You won't shed tears when you see the coffin, Dina, take off his two arms."

Dina walked over with a blank expression on her seven-meter dragon spear.

This guy, Newinwright, popped out again like a jellybean.

Allen felt that this fifth-order giant dragon had more affairs than the fucking aunt of the neighborhood committee. He also stopped the Pope from killing himself, and he stopped him from waiting for others to attack the Pope.

"What on earth do you want!" Allen lost his temper completely. If he couldn't beat the fifth-order dragon, he would knock him out with a hammer in the morning.

"Chief Bloodhoof, I have known the Grand Pope for decades. Menrosa has an arrogant personality. Since he said he didn't know about the prohibition, I believe he doesn't bother to lie. I wonder if there was a misunderstanding during the period?"

In fact, Newingate, as an emissary who often goes in and out of Dragon City, is considered to have a good temper among the dragon clan, and because of Tutu and the tree shepherd's affairs, so he calmed down and persuaded him with kind words. At other times, a mouthful of dragon flames would have passed.

Allen was also a little hesitant at this time. When he first hit the holy mountain, he just thought about how to subdue Albert, and then forced the Pope to save the old blind man.

But since climbing to the top of the holy mountain, nothing has developed according to the trajectory he imagined. However, the most important thing is that, judging from the appearance of the Great Pope, it seems that he doesn't know about the old blind man at all.

The Grand Pope can be an old fox, he can be the biggest assassin of the human race, but he has to admit one thing, that is, with the status and strength of the Grand Pope, he really doesn't bother to lie.

Alan once again showed a confused expression on his face. Whether it was the Holy Son Orpheus or the Pope, they not only revealed their ignorance many times, but also said that it was impossible for Juggernaut Tai to release any restrictions to make his power drop.

And now that I think about it now, when I was fighting Juggernaut Tai outside the frontier county, the Tier [-] giant dragon and Juggernaut Tai that idiot were almost beaten to the point where I couldn’t find Bei. What restrictions have been released.

At this time, the Great Pope is also suffering and can't tell, let's continue to do it, without the magical elements of the holy light system, fighting spirit will be restrained again.

Let's not do it. Such a big person was lost today, and the holy mountain can be said to exist in name only. The culprit is right in front of us, but we can't let out a bad breath. How will we mess around in the San Cassis continent in the future?
Seeing that the tense situation between the two sides has eased a little, Newingate volunteered to say: "I am also a giant dragon of the gold department, but I heard that Master Blind Dragon, the sword master, also cultivates the fighting spirit of gold. If Chief Bloodhoof believes me, I can check to see if Master Blind Dragon's body has other elemental powers."

Allen glanced at Newingate, and said with distrust on his face: "Why should I trust you, what if you are like a bird like Juggernaut Tai, and sneak up on black hands?"

Allen almost choked Newingate to death with a word. As a dragon, he took the initiative to help, but the other party didn't appreciate it?
If it weren't for the fear that the other party would really kill the Pope Menrosa, if there wasn't a descendant of an ancient tree shepherd in the other party's camp, or if the animal in the other party's arms might be a sacred dragon beast, Newingate would have helped the Pope Kill Allen.

But even though he felt aggrieved, Newingate still had to say in a low voice: "I guarantee it in the name of my fifth-order gold dragon Newingate!"

"I never heard of you before I came to the Holy Mountain." Allen said the truth.

Newingate almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and lost his breath.

On the contrary, Monry whispered to Allen: "Newingate is indeed the spokesperson of the Flaming Dragon City walking on the mainland, I can guarantee this."

"You know him?"

Meng Rui rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know him, but I know that this guy travels to various countries every year, and then asks those in power to pay tribute to Dragon City's treasures and virgins."

"how do you know?"

Meng Rui asked back in surprise: "When folk bards mention dragons, Newingate is the first to scold. Most people know that this guy's reputation has long been stinking on the street. Haven't you heard of it?"

"Damn, this is still a rogue who collects protection fees, so I can't trust him." Alan's face changed, and he said to Newingate: "Your character is not good enough, I can't trust you, or you mortgage How about something?"

After hearing this sentence, Newingate pointed to Allen's nose, and didn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and almost ran away without turning back into a dragon.

Seeing that the other party seemed about to turn his face, Allen said with a smile: "Do you want to know the origins of Xiao Tutu and the tree shepherd?"

"I think!" Newingate lost his temper instantly.

"I don't think you have any valuables on you, why don't you tear off dozens of dragon scales and let me draw some dragon blood."

Newingate almost didn't spit out a mouthful of dragon flames, and kept telling himself to be calm and calm. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "You, don't push yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Newingate also felt that he was a scumbag. It should be that the other party begged him for help. Why did he do it the other way around?

"Okay, okay, I will forcefully believe you once today." Allen waved his hand impatiently and said, "Dina, look at the old coffin of the Pope, don't let this old guy sneak up on us in a while."

The great pope, who was lying on the gun, was particularly blocked.

Newingate looked at the Grand Pope and said, "Now you and the Bloodhoof Tribe are quiet, please? Let's talk about it after I finish investigating the restrictions in the Blind Dragon Sword Saint."

"Okay!" The Great Pope said pretending to be magnanimous: "I want to see if it has something to do with our Holy See. If it has nothing to do with my Holy See, I will kill Chief Bloodhoof on the spot today."

"Oh, that's all right, you can die if you don't blow B?" Allen waved his hand impatiently and said: "You don't have magic elements to use now, and your grudge is restrained by Dina, you use a mog to kill me ?”

The Great Pope snorted coldly and said, "Do you really think I have nothing to do with you?"

Instead, Dina said from the side: "Okay, okay, Second Young Master, let him brag if he wants to. After all, he is also a great pope. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. It is important to save Master Blind Dragon."

In the past, the Great Pope would have killed the "enthusiastic" Dina with a single sword, but now he can only pretend not to hear.

Because it's useless to get angry, he really can't do Dina now, except for fighting spirit and holy light magic, he hasn't practiced anything else, and Dina's arm is almost thicker than the waist of the Great Pope .

The Great Pope never dreamed that, as a holy mage and sword master, one day he would have to think about whether he could beat a barbarian woman, and the saddest thing was that after thinking about it, he found that if he didn't have fighting spirit power and elemental power , I have really beaten no one.

Allen glared at the Great Pope, then released the steel golem from the necklace of different space, and then released the old blind man who had just woken up from the steel golem with a dazed expression.

As soon as the old blind man jumped to the ground, he yelled, "Who asked you to put it in a different space necklace for me? I can still fight! Where's that bastard, the Pope? Let me kill him with a sword!" "

Grand Pope: "..."

Allen whispered the situation just now, but the old blind man said with distrust on his face: "Is this fifth-order dragon Newingate the dragon clan who goes to various countries to blackmail treasure every year? Can you believe it?" Ever passed him?"

Newingate:

(End of this chapter)