Hey, King!

2021-08-27

Chapter 220 Chapter 220 The Right Choice
Carvey's neck is broken in half, and the first hunting axe is stuck Into the bone, can not continue to enter for a while. The blood gushing out of the wounds was non-stop, and they were scalding hot and freezing cold at the same time. The powerful physical energy of the dragon body and the spell energy of the ice type are all in the blood, which produces such an effect.

The splash of blood fell on the sleigh, and the canvas burned; the blood fell on Shiroai's body, and a layer of frost immediately covered it. But the same blood fell on Dagon, and there was no response except that the mask was frozen. This blood did not hurt Dagon, but the five-headed dragon cloak seemed to become more tenacious after being dyed red, and some worn parts actually began to recover and regenerate.

Starhelm poked his head out of his beard and pushed his head against the mask, knocking the icy lump away. It shrank back with its swollen head, which was all it could do. Too terrifying outside the beard barrier, it was just a little out of the way, and it was terrified. Still better behind the beard, safe and warm.

"Wait! Don't continue!" Kavey's voice was like thunder, and he was kneeling on the ground by the axe, knowing that he was at a disadvantage. In order to beg for mercy, he loosened Dagon's leg, but the effect of loosening it was almost the same. The leg had been smashed and fractured, and Dagon was standing on one leg.

"I'm a dragon, I have treasure, kill me and I'll be gone!" Kavey said: "I trade treasure for my life, and then I will go wherever you ask me, and never come back. , never for revenge! I can..."

Dagon straightened a little, his breathing flattened, as if thinking about it - but he was just trying to get his breath in. In the next instant, he re-mobilized the mana of his whole body, and the Fire Element pushed the Earth Element, causing them to grow explosively.

Kavey wanted to use lies to buy time and wait for an opportunity to counterattack. He really didn't expect the Jiangu clansman in front of him to be more vicious than him. As a White Dragon proficient in shapeshifting, Carvey shortened his right arm and extended his left, grabbing straight at Dagon's only remaining leg. Whether it's grabbing the thigh and pinching the aorta, or grabbing the calf to control his movements so he can't exert force, Carvey will win.

Dagon knew he had exposed his Achilles heel when he was first scratched at the ankle: only one good leg. For a ground creature, all the power in battle depends on the legs and the ground. This is the truth of the so-called power from the ground. A broken leg has made him unable to burst into full force, so he believes that Kavey's attack will either go straight to his brain, to his heart - but there is cloak, helmet and breastplate protection here, and it is far away - or it will attack his legs.

The full blast of Earth Element energy turned into a puppet mount, wrapping Dagon's legs at once while pushing him upwards. Since the puppet mount provides Dagon with support, which is still the kind of all-round support below the waist, he has regained the basis for explosive muscle strength. Just as Carvey's claws kept smashing the tundra crust of the puppet mount like a hot knife through butter, Dagon slammed another elbow into the long shaft of the headhunter.

This time, Kawi was not far from the ground, and turned into a decapitation posture under the impact of power. The headhunting axe went down again, and it seemed to cut off the bones.

"I hate barbarians..."

Kavey snorted, his head tilted, and he slammed on the ground. It went limp, and released the hand from Dagon's ankle. This time, Dagon broke another foot.

The pain was excruciating, but Dagon didn't say a word or relax. He was taut with a rope, that is, "the shape-shifting creature will appear in original size after death because it cannot maintain mana". Since it's still (roughly) Kawi, the dragon isn't dead and he can't stop.

Thanks to the puppet mount and earth move, Dagon can't use his feet, but he can still use his power. He continued to hammer the first-axe, like a blacksmith hammering a blade of a sword or a carpenter hammering a nail. The blood from the wound on Kawi's neck was like a fountain, seemingly endless, and it had already dyed him all red - except for the beard, which was protected by a beard ring - he still remained unmoved, just thinking about attacking, attacking, and beheading completely.

ka-cha, the blade of the axe was loose, it had penetrated the neck and cut into the ground. He didn't dare to pull out the head hunting axe immediately, but extended the hand, grabbing the head with one hand and the body with the other, and separated the two parts first.

Separated from head to toe, Kawi is still Kawi, basically still a human body, this... Dagon opened up the earth's hearing, and then sighed that the dragon's life force is really tenacious. There is still a faint heartbeat after no head, this is not dead! With a swoosh, he pulled out his hatchet and was about to open his chest and dig his heart out, when he heard Shiroai shout, "He's dead! Don't chop up the camouflage skin."

Dagon slowed down and raised his head. Look at Shiroai, he still chopped the axe down. However, instead of slashing at the chest, he aimed at the cut surface of the broken neck. The corpse was unresponsive, like a stone, and it seemed that it was really dead.

"Sorry, I couldn't help at all." Shiloh finally managed to ignite the pink flame in the palm of his hand, and then sucked the flame completely in through his nostrils. A floating ring of fire immediately appeared on her forehead, shining like a crown. Almost at the same time, the ice covering her body faded, her face turned ruddy, and her breathing and heartbeat returned to normal.

"How are your legs? Hurry up and drink the healing potion!" Shiloh took out a bottle of crystal clear, milky potion from the pouch behind her waist and ran over and handed it to Dagon. She leaned over, watching Dagon's deformed ankle, suck in a breath of cold air.

"It's done. My father met a dragon, but I haven't killed the dragon. I was sprayed and lost most of my life. I'm still disabled." Dagon drank the potion and the pain eased. A lot, but he knew it was just a paralyzing effect. "I'm not afraid of limping. The worst-case scenario is to have two prosthetic legs, which won't make much difference."

"Fuck you won't have much effect! I won't allow that to happen!" Shirouai looked around and said, "How much strength do you have left? Can you split the dragon? I can't do it with dragon scales."

"Don't you want to split it?" Dagon picked up the battle axe and was about to do it.

"Stop! Wait for me to take off the Lie Wrap first, to remove its deformation effect!" Shiroai hurried up and said, "Don't act in such a hurry, the Lie Wrap is very valuable, you Don't rashly break him."

Dagon is nodded. He dropped the hand axe, used the puppet mount to move, first took back the headhunting axe, and then sat on the side and kept wiping off the sweat.

The wound hurts, the broken bone spur penetrates the skin, and the blood keeps flowing. Fortunately, the weather was cold, and the wounds were not large blood vessels, which had begun to congeal. However, it seems that the blood can stop and the feet will freeze. If Shiroai's solution fails, then Dagon can only rely on prosthetics.

Shiloai was also in a hurry. She groped on Kavey and finally found the trap behind her ass. "I 'seduced' him with hallucinations and spells, not just for the benefit of the family or to find out his identity, but to see how he took the wrap off. I've only heard of spells like this, but not I actually did it. At the time, I wanted to know how to peel this skin off."

"You're really far..." Dagon si si sucked in the cold air, pinched his thighs with both hands, and endured the pain.

"Of course I have to think so far, otherwise how can I protect myself? You don't think that when I meet a man, the first choice is to sell my looks, right?" Shiloai snorted and said, "If it weren't for you Grinning your teeth in pain, I can definitely see the answer from your expression. Even if you get past this level... Be careful to step back for a while, this guy is about to get bigger."

With Shiloh Ai made a backward pulling motion, a grey yellow jumpsuit in her hands. At the same time, Carvey's corpse swelled rapidly and quickly took on the shape of a dragon. Dagon didn't hesitate, wrapped Shiroai together with a puppet mount, and the two quickly retreated.

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't let me be crushed under the dragon's corpse." Shiloh took the opportunity to hug Dagon and said, "I have to point out your mistake: you forgot the sleigh car. .”

Dagon is always thinking about Shiroai, how can he even take a sleigh loaded with food? He hurriedly hugged Shiroai and stepped back, avoiding the thirty-meter-long headless dragon corpse in front of him.

A good White Dragon, strong, beautiful and fierce. If it attacks with its real body, Dagon thinks it's a victory for him to escape with Shiloh's life. The sleigh was crushed to pieces by the dragon corpse unsurprisingly, but Dagon found that Carvey's head was still on the ground, not turning back into the dragon's head. He put this question to Shiroai.

"The lie wraps a part of its head around its head, otherwise it won't be able to change its voice." Shiroai said, "Don't worry about this for now, you have to find a way to cut it in, just like disassembling four-headed Chimei Pull that. I need to find two dragon hearts and use them to soak your feet. I have six bottles of healing potion left, and using dragon blood and dragon hearts as ingredients may restore your feet."

"Dragon Heart can be used as a material for spell casting or potion, isn't it expensive?"

"Not as expensive as your feet!" Shiroai thought for a while, and poked Dagon's Forehead, said with a smile: "It's just a dragon heart, and I don't need to sacrifice my entire family, or seduce me by becoming a Spirit King. If it's those two, just wait for the prosthesis! By the way, Have you had enough? Hold it later, let go now, don't delay the treatment of the foot!"

Dagon wanted to laugh, but the pain was too painful to laugh. He put Shiroai down, then charged forward, slashing from the White Dragon's severed neck with the head axe high, ready to see a way to its chest.

This scene seems familiar... Dagon just felt a little dazed, as if he had returned to the moment when he was fighting inside the Chimera. However, dragon blood smelled and tasted much better than chimera, and he was suddenly hungry and thirsty. Anyway, the sleigh car has been crushed to pieces, and the only food for the two is this dragon. Dagon saw those red neck muscles bright and tasty, and opened his mouth to bite.

I didn't expect it to be crunchy, so I could barely tear it off, and it was quite laborious to chew. But anyway, it is really delicious and can help restore physical strength.

Seeing this scene, Shi Luoai couldn't believe it, there are still people who can eat dragons? She blinked, thinking about the hardness of Dagon's teeth and the strength of her facial bite muscles...

(end of chapter)