Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

Roar!

It was a momentary pause, and the evil dragon Fafnir took the lead in attacking, and the huge mouth of the abyss opened breathed out the dragon's breath, and the hot but pitch-black lava wrapped in a terrifying temperature burned the air in an instant, piercing through each other. distance.

dragon's breath ahead,

Flap your wings!

At the moment when the breath was generated, Fafnir's raised wings rolled the pitch-black storm, but his lowered body rushed forward in an instant, and the sharp minions grabbed Rowe immediately after the breath!

Attacks one after the other, double superimposed - the fighting instinct from the ultimate dragon species still allows him to make the most exquisite tactics!

If Luo Wei blocked the dragon's breath, he would have to meet the evil dragon's sharp claws with a posture that did not return his efforts.

If he avoids the dragon's breath, Fafnir can also wrap the enemy in that huge posture in an instant.

Roar!

The roar of the dragon in my ears is enough to make ordinary people tremble.

The black lava breath is already in sight.

is it in?

or retreat?

"Do you still need to think about it?" Luo Wei clenched his fists with both hands, and his strength expanded instantly in his body——

"With such power, there is no way... to knock me down!"

Luo Wei stood on the ground with his feet nailed, twisted his waist and raised his hands.

It's like a competition in an arena in ancient times... The muscles of the body are agitated in an instant, surging like a mountain rock.

Retreat?

Back off!

A real man wants to fight hard!

Even lava... can push you back!

The thumping sound shook instantly.

Roar!

Following the dragon's breath, Fafnir's movements froze suddenly. He wanted to retreat, but found that time was too late, and space constraints did not allow him to do so.

So he could only look at the dark lava in front of him and stopped abruptly.

Then harshly...

move back!

Come to oppress yourself!

The dragon's breath that Fafnir spit out was punched back by Luo Wei with both hands!

Roar!Roar!Roar!

The scorching heat came, and the result of attacking the other's shield with the other's spear was also obvious... Fafnir was directly hit by the dragon's breath and flew to the same place, and fell on the sloping mountain again.

The lava scattered and quickly solidified into charred rock.

Luo Wei exhaled and stopped.

[Jacob's siblings], the ultimate fighting technique used by a sage named 'Jacob' in ancient mythology to defeat angels with a mortal body.

The ultimate skill is even more vividly displayed in the hands of Luo Wei, the "Holy Son"!

Even the dragon's breath can bounce back!

The solidified lava collapsed again, and Fafnir, who was crushed below, raised his head again.

The huge wings spread out, the slender neck was raised high, and the dragon scales that were already pitch-black glowed even more intensely at this moment.

The golden dragon pupils were smudged red, flowing like gold.

Fafnir... angry!

He knows the strength of the person in front of him, and he also knows that he may not be the opponent of the opponent... However, attacking himself with the dragon breath he spit out is undoubtedly the biggest and most intolerable for Fafnir provocation!

anger, rage, fury

Burning like fire.

"Fafnir's magic is rising..."

"The threshold has been exceeded!"

"Is he going to show his full power in the age of mysterious weakness!?"

"..."

Who can win?

Chaldeas, Da Vinci and Romani suddenly became extremely dignified.

If the 'Holy Son' manifested itself, of course they wouldn't have the slightest doubt about it, but the Servant has always been just the side of the Heroic Spirit's body.

But what Fafnir is displaying at this moment is the power of the heyday.

The ultimate dragon species with mighty power covering the land of a country!

The ultimate dragon, the ultimate evil——

"Senior, please come behind me!"

"Fufu!"

Mash raised the shield that was a Noble Phantasm of the Pseudo-Servant, and the unfolded light blocked the dragon's power that Fafnir had manifested at this moment.

This is an absolute defense, even if the singularity is turbulent, it will be safe.

The sky was covered with dark clouds.

The vortex of magic condenses almost like substance.

Thunder roared.

Electric light bites and interweaves through the sky and the earth.

"Looks like Fafnir is in trouble..."

Singularity core hinterland.

On the top of the Paris castle, the black dragon witch hugged her hands, facing the strong wind, her delicate eyebrows were slightly lowered.

Joan of Arc, who was on her way to the breath of the 'lord' that she could sense and was summoned by the restraining force of this world, also paused, her blond hair fell down glisteningly, and the pretty girl's face not only became serious stand up.

The dragon is angry.

The evil dragon... is even more proud.

"Saint—"

"I have, found your weakness!"

The terrifying magic power is almost condensed into substance, but it is not the magic power of attack.

It's a curse from an evil dragon...

He has indeed found a weakness in Loewy, a flaw in this religious saint.

The defect of...'Spiritual Foundation' that Rowe could sense at the moment when he made a shot.

"What you have suffered, bear the curse of the sins of the world!"

The evil dragon grinned, and its gilt eyes shone like flowing lava.

...the body of the Holy Son who was summoned by Lixiang with the "Holy Skeleton Cloth" did carry the sins of the world.

As recorded in the Bible, the death of the Son was to bear the sins of all mankind.

Human beings are certainly not guilty.

There is no god who can convict mankind from above.

However, the essence of a follower is not only the side of the legend, Luo Wei also naturally turned this legend into a coat on his body.

When 'sin' turns into a curse, it will be fatal bad luck!

This is exactly what Fafnir is doing at the moment—

The ultimate dragon species, in essence, is a kind of 'curse', the dragon slayer will eventually be the curse of the evil dragon...

He is a cursed phenomenon.

Nature is also in charge of the mystery of the curse!

Fafnir is proud.

Luo Wei was also very satisfied—doing everything possible to prevent Fafnir from escaping, deliberately revealing the flaws of his spirit base, isn't it for this reason?

Of course, at least on the surface, Luo Wei still showed no concern.

Acting in line with his "sage" personality, calm and calm: "Dragon!"

"I only heard, your wailing!"

"Roar!" Fafnir flapped his wings, this time he already had the confidence to win.

Blessed by bad luck, Luo Wei is haunted by the curse of the world...every move, there may be a disaster!

The dragon hit again.

Rowe clenched his fist and moved forward——

The punches will be staggered.

His body staggered... Luo Wei, who had just taken a step forward, suddenly tripped over his left foot and hit his right foot.

Doom presents itself.

Fafnir, who was facing forward, grinned, and the corners of his raised mouth got bigger and bigger, and then suddenly froze.

A terrifying pressure suddenly appeared on Luo Wei who fell because of the tilt.

Because he hadn't landed yet, Fafnir felt the ground tremble.