Chapter 70 Death Knight
"Dragon, what happens in this kingdom has nothing to do with you."

Savrina ignored him and blew another breath towards the knight below.

There is an altar behind the Jazz, and if he dodges, the breath will fall on the altar.

"Can't I hide if you see me?"

The knight could only swing the rapier in his hand to cut off the incoming breath.

The altar was saved, but the knight's right hand holding the sword was still affected by the breath, and pieces of ice crystals began to spread.

"Dragon Island has promised that the dragons will not intervene in the conflicts between civilizations and nations on this continent."

The Jazz shattered the ice crystals on his right arm, and the flesh and blood that had turned into ice crystals also left the Jazz's body.

"Yes, Dragon Island has made a promise, and we will keep it."

The voice of Savrina came from the sky, which made the Jazz's frown relax a little.

Safrina glanced around. Fary had blocked eight level 7 or 8 warriors for her and now looked very embarrassed. He could probably only hold on for another ten minutes.

Blood flowed to the Jazz's broken arm, and soon, a left arm grew back.

Safrina's words hit him where it hurt the most.

The claw attack came with great force, seemingly going straight forward, but it had blocked all his ways of dodging.

Another breath came down, and this time, Jazz dodged it.

Several ice arrows condensed around the knight. The knight hurriedly flapped his bat wings and flew back, barely avoiding the icy arrows, but he did not avoid the sweeping attack from behind.

But Safrina didn't finish her words.

In front of the silver dragon, the knight was like an ant, but this ant was not knocked away by one blow. Instead, it used the rapier to gain force, slightly blocked the dragon's claws, and drilled into the silver dragon's belly.

The knight held the rapier horizontally in front of him, and the dragon claw hit the rapier, sparks flying.

A pair of bat wings spread out behind him and he rushed straight towards Savrina in the sky.

The rapier pierced the silver dragon's abdomen solidly, and the scales on the abdomen cracked and shattered, but the dragon's body under the scales was not damaged by his sword.

"No way..."

Then, he stabbed out with his sword.

"come!"

"Give up, vampire. It seems you are no match for me. Just wait for me to kill you. It will be easy for both of us."

"Even a giant dragon cannot be insulted like this..."

The Jazz grabbed a living person nearby and bit his neck. In just a few seconds, the man turned into a mummy.

Jazz's breathing became rapid, and his pale face was even dyed red with anger.

"But now, there is no civilization or country for things like the undead and vampires. I was just invited to clean up some monsters that shouldn't exist."

What greeted him was the claw attack of the dragon.

Boom! The Jazz crashed heavily into the building next to the square.

On the other side, Reinhardt's situation was even worse. They didn't have the mobility of Farui, and were now blocked by several level 7 or 8 warriors at a street corner. If Reinhardt borrowed power from the soul weapon, he could hold on for seven or eight minutes.

Savrina prepared her last breath of the day and blew it at the Jazz who was smashing into the building.

"This should be the end of it."

However, a scarlet light flashed in the building that was smashed through.

Then, the light shattered the breath and went straight to Savrina. This time, her scales failed to block the attack. Although she tried her best to deflect her body, her right shoulder was still pierced by the light.

Savrina saw the true form of the scarlet light.

"Is that... a drop of blood?"

With a hint of doubt, Safrina steadied herself again.

Jazz's figure reappeared, his face now so pale that it was transparent, and Safrina could even see the empty blood vessels under his skin.

"hateful."

The Jazz's breath is now much weaker. He just used up his blood essence. Now, he has fallen from the tenth level to the ninth level.

"Have vampires now become melee monsters?"

Savrina froze her wound with ice, temporarily stopping the bleeding, and looked at the knight in front of her.

When she was young, she went to the mainland with her parents to hunt. At that time, the tenth-level vampires' fighting methods were not just hand-to-hand combat. Their blood magic was enough to pose a threat to ninth-level silver dragon babies.

"Where's your blood magic?"

Obviously, Safrina's words touched the knight's sore spot again. He gripped his rapier tightly and rushed towards Safrina again.

Savrina was a little impatient, and ice arrows gathered around her and then shot towards the knight.

The Jazz drew a strange arc in the air, dodging these spells one by one. His combat experience allowed him to still make good use of his remaining strength after his sudden drop in class.

But it was of no use, as the claw attack behind him swept over fiercely.

Just like before, the knight raised his rapier, hoping to use the force to deflect the silver dragon's claw attack.

Everything went smoothly, and his rich combat experience allowed him to guide the force of the claw strike to slowly deflect to the side. His eyes fell on the silver dragon's abdomen, where there was a broken dragon scale.

Click.

The knight heard a shattering sound near his ear. When he turned his eyes over, he was horrified to see that the rapier that had accompanied him for hundreds of years was breaking into pieces.

Immediately afterwards, the silver dragon's claws slapped him.

This time, he hit the square hard.

The silver dragon slowly landed in front of him, stretched out its claws, and prepared to pierce his heart.

That's the safest way to kill a vampire.

However, before piercing the knight's heart, Savrina suddenly felt a great danger approaching. Without thinking too much, she flapped her wings and rushed into the sky.

A sword energy passed through her previous position and hit the building behind the square hard.

The building was split in half, slowly began to tilt, then suddenly accelerated and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

A terrifying aura spread from the center of the square, and all the undead, humans, goblins, and dragons in the city stopped fighting.

Savrina stared at the long sword not far away. At some point, the long sword stood up and a broken hand was holding it.

On the severed hand, strands of blood intertwined like silk threads, slowly weaving out the arms, shoulders, head, and chest...

A death knight in heavy armor is taking shape under the weaving of these strands of blood.

Obscure dragon language uttered from Savrina's mouth, and a fierce chill enveloped the entire square. Frost formed on the ground and ice crystals appeared in the air. Even those level seven or eight warriors had to mobilize their full strength to resist the chill.

But the blood was not affected at all and continued to be woven slowly and steadily. Finally, the right leg shin guard was completed.

The Death Knight moved, raised his sword and looked at Savrina in the sky.

(End of this chapter)