"The Marquis has slain the Demon Dragon!"
Soone glanced at him and added, "It was the Angel who helped Marquis Losa slay the Demon Dragon."
"This is the will of God."
As if a spark had been ignited, people began to draw crosses, murmuring prayers.
At this mont, the Crusader Cavalry appeared less fervent than before.
The day’s shocks were too nurous, shattering their previously fixed worldview; no one had anticipated such a turn in the war, even the most avant-garde legendary novels couldn’t depict such scenes for them.
"Suddenly, I rembered the Marquis’s book ’Song of Winter and Sumr.’
Baron Zujar murmured.
...
Saladin stared intently at the unfolding scene before him; he was not incredulous, instead he turned to look at Mudeliji, the subtext clearly was: Now, you should take action, right?
Of course!
There could be no better opportunity than this.
Both allies and foes were heavily weakened, which largely ant he could claim the spoils himself.
Moreover, Shemir would even have to thank him afterwards for saving his life.
Mudeliji’s perpetually sullen face rarely showed a smile, his distinctly colored teeth glistened, resembling the hue of the human bone necklace around his neck.
He raised his scepter and slamd it heavily onto the ground.
An invisible ripple spread out with a boom.
Although there were no obvious signs, each of the Mamluk Cavalry felt a chill down their spine, as if there was infinite, filthy matter crawling out from Hell, passing through the gaps between them.
Many warhorses began to pace nervously, so even flung their riders off, fleeing madly in all directions.
...
This was an Undead Army.
Ordinary people would have to be incredibly unlucky to witness such a thing on a moonlit night, and not in such numbers as Mudeliji summoned.
Prajna blocked Losa’s way.
Looking at Losa already enwrapped in dragon blood like amber, she showed a hint of nostalgia, having already chosen the the for her next book, "My Years of Ghost Hunting in Hell."
Though she was just a Gatekeeper, rarely truly capturing wandering evil spirits.
But the content her clansn bragged about daily was enough for her to write a fascinating story.
The Black Shield rested against the ground.
Like tides that can’t be seen by ordinary people, the evil spirits had surged over.
"Little creature, you really ca at the right ti!"
Far away, Jeanne watched the approaching eclipse with a face full of smiles, then saw the eclipse charging towards Losa without reducing its speed.
"Get back here, you fool, the master is fine!"
Jeanne deftly reached out to grab the reins of the eclipse; despite using up ninety-nine percent of her strength, she was still a nimble Female Knight - even when she was bound to the stake as an "Orleans Maiden," she could hold her own against the male knights who had been trained in Martial Arts since childhood.
The eclipse still galloped heedlessly.
"I’ve already said, don’t cause trouble for the master, Prajna is already struggling to protect him."
Jeanne pulled on the reins, trying to control the eclipse.
As a mount, even with a Four-Star template possessing notable combat power, its strength couldn’t compare to a genuine Four-Star Attendant, let alone against what kind of enemy that Four-Star would be rendered useless?
Jeanne thought that, even Hans and Venezia here facing the swarming evil spirits, immune to most physical attacks, would have to flee in panic.
The eclipse remained indifferent.
With Jeanne on its back, it charged into the "crowd" like a gust of wind.
A nacing evil spirit opened its mouth to bite Jeanne, turned to ashes with a sweep of her spear.
Even without imbuing Holy Fla, the Holy Spear’s demon-slaying attribute posed a great threat to these evil spirits, only, their numbers were overwhelming; Jeanne swinging away dozens, hundreds just seed like stones cast into the sea, without even a ripple.
Under the eclipse’s hooves, horseshoes burned red and snapped with a crack.
Where it ran was supposed to be charred, but the land had long been ravaged by the Dragon Breath, even sand lted, solidifying into a mottled landscape, avoiding anomalies.
"Hey, wouldn’t you have any ans to deal with evil spirits?"
Jeanne recalled that this Unihorn Nightmare Beast ca from Hell specialties, although this Hell isn’t that Hell, but perhaps, who knows, the eclipse might have special skills?
Anyway, she couldn’t escape.
...
In Losa’s ears, the system’s prompt sounded like the alarm he set for waking up early.
Your level has increased...
A series of level-up notifications rang, leaving Losa unable to rember exactly how many tis.
You have hunted a Legendary Giant Beast. Since you dealt most of the damage, you will receive the full reward for the kill... Due to your out-leveling kill of a formidable enemy, your experience bonus increased threefold.
Your level has increased to level forty.
You have slain a high-purity dragon, your Dragon Descendant Bloodline Awakening Level has significantly enhanced, all your attributes have increased by 5.
You acquired two talents from the "Karelian Fire Dragon": 1: Dragon Blood Followers: You can grant your dragon blood to slaves, transforming them into Dragon Descendant Followers who are loyal solely to you, limited to three individuals. (Once True Dragon Body is awakened, the quota increases to ten people)
2: Your talent "Breath of the Giant Dragon" will be overridden by the similar ability "Karelian Fire Dragon Breath" and greatly enhanced.
...
You have completed the milestone: Holy Spear Guardian.
The Crusader Princes of Jerusalem witnessed your great feat of defeating the Demon Dragon with the Holy Spear. From today, your legend will spread from Crescent Fertile Land to Iberia, Ireland, Russia, and even the distant East to Kara Khitay (Western Liao).
You received the reward: Three-Life Stone.
Effect: Helps Attendants with potential to awaken their Anomaly template, awakening their Anomaly template, producing no effect for those without potential, hence careful assessnt of potential targets should be conducted.
Losa felt dizzy.
The aftermath of the Spiritual Recovery Potion, coupled with the dual physical and ntal burden of Half-Dragon Transformation, made Losa feel clear-headed yet reluctant to lift even a finger after exhausting Spiritual Power twice in a row.
Though, having refilled his status post-level up, he couldn’t succumb to sleep.
I must get up, there’s an enemy Caster still...
Jeanne and Chelina have completely lost their fighting strength.
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