"I didn't expect it to be him, the Soul of Evil, Girón Di Lago!" the Belgrave Flammarion said to me.
Back in the day, Girón Di Lago had been one of the strongest dragons in the dragon race. However, he had unfortunately died in battle against the enemies of the Goddess of Fate. Now, he had been resurrected in this form.
Although his power wasn't as strong as before, he still couldn't be underestimated. My power had just been awakened with the help of Yan Long's soul. I might not be a match for this ghost dragon. Fortunately, Avina could control herself now. She summoned Ronwip the Elf.
This little dragon was truly a miraculous dragon. He was very unique.
I also transformed into Yan Long. Just like that, the three dragons were about to engage in a life-and-death battle in this hall.
"Show me your full power. I don't want you to die before you inherit the magic weapon," Lancelot said to me.
Avina stood at the back of the hall, watching us fight. The three of us started fighting. With a furious roar, the ghost dragon pounced on me with all his might.
First, we fought hand-to-hand. Then, we quickly circled above the hall. Whenever we saw an opening, we would spit out scorching dragon flames to attack him.
The hall was on the verge of collapse. However, it seemed to be reinforced by magic, so it was exceptionally sturdy.
Ronwip the Elf and I took turns to attack the huge creature in front of us. Girón Di Lago was indeed very strong. His fleshless body was terrifying. His green eyes and the green dragon flames were like the flames of the underworld. In short, he made people shudder.
Girón Di Lago accidentally bit Ronwip's neck and threw him to the top of the hall. Golden blood flowed out. However, the healing magic in the Elf Dragon's body began to work. The wound slowly healed. This was the terror of the Elf Dragon.
I immediately rushed forward and spat dragon flames at Girón Di Lago. He writhed in pain. I swung my dragon claws and hit him hard.
My spiked dragon tail was thick and powerful. It hit Girón Di Lago's wings.
Avina was worried when she saw Ronwip the Elf fall. However, she knew that she couldn't help at this moment. Fortunately, Ronwip told Avina through telepathy that he was fine.
The ghost dragon was furious after being attacked. He started to attack me crazily. He hit me with his dragon horns and stabbed my eyes with his claws. I couldn't dodge in time. Many wounds appeared on my body.
Before I could retaliate, Ghost Dragon Drago spat out a mouthful of dragon flames at me. I didn't have time to dodge, so I was hit and fell into the hall, smashing hard on the smooth floor.
I felt like my internal organs were about to be shattered, and my skin was burning with pain. Ghost Dragon Drago didn't let me go. He charged at me, intending to deal me a fatal blow.
Ronwip's't's, but at this moment, a thin '. Sometimes, little't,'s't,'s,'t, ''s,'t,'t't.
"No! Get out of here! "I roared crazily. I knew that Avina's actions wouldn't help.
Ronwip bit at the tiny Avina. Every tooth in his huge mouth was sharp.
I didn't expect that a blue protective light would appear on Avina's body. It was the same as when she was pinched by the giant crab's pincers on the deserted island.
However, the blue protective light barrier instantly shattered like glass.
At this moment, I felt a surge of power that I had never felt before. My anger made me even stronger.
I punched Girón Di Lago in the stomach. Avina was thrown far away from the dragon's mouth. Her face was scratched, and blood kept flowing.
I was angry that I couldn't protect the woman I loved. Anger made me lose my mind. My eyes turned red. I would never give in.
Elf Dragon Weipu and I, who had gotten up again, attacked Ghost Dragon Tirago fiercely from the left and right. By the time I stopped, the ghost dragon was already dead. All that was left of it was a pile of dragon bones scattered all over the ground.
Just like when I killed the sea dragon, Girón Di Lago's soul power was absorbed by me. Now, I could clearly feel the increase in the dragon's soul power.
On Natalia's side, there were only six Necromancers left. Six of the powerful Twelve Necromancers had been killed by Natalia.
But now, their situation wasn't optimistic. One of Frant's arms was gone. Natalia was injured all over, and Lofis was covered in blood.
A purple sword blade quickly pierced towards the Necromancer who was flickering in and out of existence. At this moment, the Necromancers had summoned a large number of undead.
The number of enemies was increasing. If this continued, the three of them would be finished.
Lofis suddenly smiled. He recalled his life. He recalled his mother when he was young, the bitterness when he became a pirate's slave, the limitless glory when he became a pirate's leader, and what happened after he met us.
"It seems that I can only use that move." Lofis closed his eyes.
He knew the price of this move, but it seemed that he had to do it now.
Purple Blade, one sword, and ten thousand sounds were extinguished. This final move was to use one's soul and blood as fuel to burn everything in the world.
"Purple Blade, Annihilation!" Lofis held the Purple Blade in his hands tightly.
His figure was like a purple shadow that streaked across the pitch-black cave. Everywhere he passed, everything was annihilated.
Of the remaining six Necromancers, three were killed by Lofis on the spot. The remaining three tried to escape.
However, Lofis was too fast. Even if the Necromancers were faintly discernible, and there were a large number of undead in front of him, they still couldn't escape.
In the end, they couldn't escape from Lofis's hands. He easily killed the remaining six Twelve Necromancers. However, he also fell to the ground, and his body slowly evaporated into purple steam.
Natalia cried and rushed forward to hug Lofis's disappearing body. She didn't know how to comfort such a brave warrior who was unafraid of death.
The undead all dispersed. Flants took Lofis' Purple Blade. He respected this brave warrior. Flants and Natalia walked towards the final hall …
Pushing open the door to the hall where Lancelot was, Natalia saw me in my human form. She was hugging Avina, whose face was covered in blood, and crying desperately.
"I didn't expect you to be able to pass the first stage. Not bad, but I don't know if you can pass the second stage, Belgrave Flammarion," Lancelot, who had been watching from the side, suddenly said.
Then, he walked down from the throne.
Natalia, Flants, and I. It seemed that the three of us had to fight to the death. I really didn't know if we could walk out of here alive today.
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