Fafnir, Where Are You?

The first to move was Fafnir.After an earth-shattering dragon howl, a mass of crimson flames surged in the huge dragon's mouth.

The breath of the dragon burns everything.

As for the flame of Fafnir, who is also in the forefront among the dragon species, even Vlad III and other followers are unwilling to accept it, and retreat to the back one after another.

As for Siegfried, he didn't move a single step from the beginning to the end.Just like that, it was swallowed by the dragon's breath.

Chapter 81 081. Fafnir whose body was hollowed out

There is a saying that the attributes of dragon's breath can be roughly classified according to color.The red dragon is fire, the blue dragon is cold air, and the black dragon is corrosive acid.And Dragon Lady is an ultra-rare sound wave.

But Fafnir, which is located at the top of the dragon, obviously cannot be divided so simply.

As a black dragon, he can spew out flames, which means that his flames not only have the high temperature of melting gold iron, but also are extremely corrosive.You can kill enemies from different angles.

Even Siegfried was lucky enough to kill him after countless attempts and a series of coincidences.

It's just that the current Siegfried is completely unafraid of this kind of attack.

Even, he is very comfortable.It's like taking a bath.And it is a special kind of bath water.

It's a pity that the temperature is a little low, which is not very enjoyable.

"Oh, really, it's better to stay in the city for a while."

Another thing that made Siegfried more concerned was that he discovered that Fafnir's flame could actually replenish his magic power.This was a pleasant surprise.So, he had a new idea.

Siegfried, who was in the sea of ​​flames, gently raised his left hand.

The dragon's breath, which was raging crazily on the grass, suddenly stopped, and retreated at a faster speed.Only the scorched earth remained.

"Comment!!"

Looking at the scene in front of her, Joan of Arc was shocked, it was different from what she thought.

In just a few seconds, the flames that had already covered thousands of square meters were all compressed into a ball, held by Siegfried,

Looking at Siegfried who was unharmed, let alone Joan of Arc, even Fafnir couldn't believe it.During his lifetime, or in other time and space, he had never met someone who was not afraid of his own flame, but it was the first time he had encountered a situation like Siegfried who could hold his own flame in the palm of his hand.

Surprised, he even shut his mouth.The continuous stream of dragon breath was also interrupted.

Only after seeing this, Siegfried became dissatisfied.

You spray as you say, and stop as you say, without considering his feelings at all.Wouldn't Siegfried lose face like this?so……

"Come out for me!"

Siegfried turned his palm into a claw, pointed at Fafnir's mouth, and pulled back.

Immediately, Fafnir felt a sudden pain in his stomach, as if something inside was rioting.Just when he opened his mouth and was about to roar in pain.

"Hey...uh..."

The voice suddenly choked, and then, the dragon fire in the body continuously gushed out far away, converging into the fireball in Siegfried's hand.It's completely uncontrollable, and if you close your mouth, flames will come out of your nostrils.

Even if it is your own fire, choking it into the airway is definitely not a pleasant experience.

Sadly, he couldn't cough twice even if he wanted to.

As more and more flames gushed out of his body, his mouth was directly opened.The nose was not spared either.All of them kept leaning towards the flames, and then they were held in Siegfried's hands.

"Fafnir, what are you doing?!! Fafnir!!"

On top of his head, Joan of Arc stomped wildly.Because she was also almost burnt by the flames.It's definitely not a good experience.

Unfortunately, Fafnir was completely unable to answer.The toxicity of the flames even stimulated his own tear ducts.It's just that the tears were evaporated by the high temperature of the flame before they flowed out of the eyes.

After more than a minute like this, the fire gradually subsided.The pillar of fire, which was originally one meter thick, gradually turned into a small flame.In the end there is only a little spark.

Obviously, all the dragon fire in Fafnir's body was drawn out by him.

However, Siegfried was still a little dissatisfied, and grabbed the void with his hand again, trying to hook something out again.

But sadly, there was nothing but a lot of black smoke.

Even because of Siegfried's action, the black smoke spread directly over Fafnir's head, enveloping Joan of Arc and Gilles de Ray.

"Ahem, damn it, what's going on with this guy?!"

"Perhaps, this is God's test of our determination. Joan of Arc, we will not lose!!"

"Of course I...cough...know...cough...dao...no...this smoke...Fafnir, shut up!!!!"

Joan of Arc, who had managed to save up enough food, immediately roared.And her hands were not idle, she turned the flagpole with both hands to disperse the billowing black smoke.Together, they finally had fresh air.

It's just that before she yelled at Siegfried, Siegfried made new moves.

Looking at Fafnir, who looked weak, and was finally squeezed dry, Siegfried still felt that something was missing.Squeezing his chin, Siegfried raised the sword in his right hand and shouted,

"Hey, Fafnir, do you still know this sword?"

Seeing the imaginary great sword raised in Siegfried's hand, Fafnir's huge dragon eyes shrank suddenly, showing a frightened expression.Although there were already some signs of stomach cramps, the wings that were able to flap in an orderly manner could no longer be stable, and immediately became chaotic.It looked like it was about to fall from the sky.

Black Joan was also unsteady on one foot, and almost fell down.But she grabbed Fafnir's dragon horns and managed to stabilize herself.But Gilles de Ray behind her was not so lucky.The sole of the foot slipped and fell straight down.

"Jill!!"

Even though she knew that Gilles de Ray, who had magical powers, would not die from falling at such a height, Joan was still a little nervous.But the first thing to do is to appease Fafnir.In this regard, Joan of Arc adopts double comfort of words and actions.

That is, while making sarcasm, he kept poking the top of Fafnir's head with the flagpole held in the other hand.

"Calm down, calm down, Fafnir!!! Are you still afraid of a small bug? What is the difference between you and a big bug like that?!! Hurry up and stabilize. If you are dissatisfied, kill him !!!”

Feeling the stabbing pain from the top of his head, Fafnir finally calmed down.

However, due to the pain and psychological pressure from his body at the same time, he was already a little unstable.So, he simply landed directly on the ground.

"Boom~"

The sound of the nearly [-]-ton giant falling to the ground is still very loud.The same goes for the dust that kicks up.

The group of servants who were originally staying under Fafnir immediately shifted their positions. They didn't want to be broken in the hands of their own dragon before the battle.

Taking advantage of this gap, everyone began to observe Siegfried carefully.

After the series of events just now, they can be considered to understand.This very arrogant guy is indeed very powerful.Especially the matter of drawing out the dragon fire from Fafnir's body is really inconceivable.

Even they have no way to do this kind of thing.

At this time, they also understood that since Siegfried had the ability to control flames, the Orleans fire behind him might not be a simple thing.If they are used, the possibility of their entire army being wiped out here is as high as [-]%.

Chapter 82 082. Shocked!The marshal who disappeared was unexpectedly...! !

the other side,

Although there were no heroes related to the "Song of the Nibelungen" present, looking at Fafnir's obviously terrified expression and movements, and thinking of the scene of Liberating the Noble Phantasm in Orleans before Siegfried, some clever People immediately guessed the real body of the big sword in Siegfried's hand.

"Tch, it's really troublesome." Black Joan also snorted secretly.Obviously, she also guessed.

But when she thought of this, she became annoyed again.Although Siegfried saw the panel very clearly, Joan of Arc couldn't see clearly.In addition to the number of skills and treasures that can be seen, what she sees are all kinds of garbled characters.It gave her a headache.

"You guy, who the hell are you?!"

Siegfried smiled lightly, and said slightly mockingly: "Hey, Miss Black Joan. Don't you think that I will take the initiative to explain to you?! This is not a child's play."

After all, Siegfried raised the sword again, and said with some regret: "What a pity. If your strength is only at this level, then there is no need to show it. Just die."

As soon as the words fell, Siegfried had disappeared in place.

"No, everyone, attack immediately!!"

Long before Fafnir breathed out the dragon's breath, Joan of Arc had given this order.It was only because the power of the dragon's breath did not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, that they temporarily watched from the sidelines.Therefore, they have lost the best time to play their best.

No matter how high your output is and how weird your method is, as long as it is not used, it is meaningless.

In Siegfried's eyes, the most troublesome kind of servant may be Vlad III who has activated the treasure "inheritance of blood" when summoning and turned into a vampire.

But, after knowing the real names of the people in front of him, Siegfried was the first to strike at the end, not someone else.It was Dion.

Siegfried really cares about whether He (the third-person pronoun of God, Jesus, or God in Christianity. It also refers to the third person who is not within the scope of gender) is male or female or helping her.

Appearing directly in front of Dion, the imaginary great sword easily lifted his Western rapier with unparalleled strength.It proves the point of view that 'no matter how gorgeous the skills are, they are useless before absolute brute force'.

With a flexible turn of his right hand, he changed his grip to a palm, and slapped Dion directly on the chest.

Although Dion's ability parameters are similar to Siegfried.But he was completely powerless to resist, and was directly knocked into the air.The body rolled continuously on the ground and went out for a full five or six hundred meters before listening.

"Inch Strength Rock Break."

After becoming a Herrscher, not only has his physical ability improved a lot, but he has already broken away from the human category.The brain is also much easier to use. Now Siegfried can already easily imitate Fu Hua's Inch Heart Fist through memory.

Cooperating with his own not-so-sophisticated Bajiquan foundation, it can be used.

But now is not the time to relax. Siegfried's surprise attack really caught Vlad III and others off guard.But one person has already been blown away, and it is naturally impossible for the rest of them to react.

There was a sound of piercing the air from behind, and there was no muddy water, and the imaginary sword was backhanded behind him, directly blocking the blow.

"Bow? It really is a melee archer."

That's right, it was Atalanta who launched the attack first.Before there is a chance to open the distance, a strong attack is the best way.The huntress, who lives in the midst of nature all year round and fights wits and bravery with all kinds of dangerous fantasy species, knows this very clearly.

Besides, why can't you draw a bow at close range...

"go to hell!!"

Accompanied by a soft shout, a magic arrow was shot out at a distance of less than [-] centimeters.

"boom--"

"Lancer, it's now!!!"

Following the impact of the explosion, Atalanta immediately retreated.As a hero known for her vigorous steps, she not only escaped the range of the explosion unscathed, but also kept turning around and shooting while moving.

Although it is not as good as a Noble Phantasm, it is quite excellent in terms of cover bombing.

And this is just the beginning.

"Kazikli Bey!!!"

With the sense of blood, Vlad III immediately found Siegfried in the thick smoke and dust, and activated the treasure without hesitation.