Hilo, the Kingdom Knight, masters superb swordsmanship and can use sacred magic.

Hamlet (professed to himself), a prince from a foreign land, has unknown abilities and is very strange.

"So the sacred magic is the one that can glow, increase blood, reduce damage, and open invincible holy magic?" Hamlet asked Hilo while searching for the dragon's nest.

Hilo didn't understand what he was saying.

"Is it a sacred magic that can shine, heal wounds, strengthen defenses, and avoid most of the damage in a short time?"

Shilo thought about it, and it was almost certain that he could say so. He could feel that there was some kind of energy called magic that could be mobilized by his mind. He could use it after thinking and shouting out the name of magic.

But I always feel that magic should be a more rigorous and complex existence, divided into classes and memorized the original scriptures. To have a full understanding of the formation of its phenomena, we also need to resonate with a certain existence through consciousness. Chanting spells is to achieve this result better - and then he doesn't remember what he just thought of.

"So I'll leave the frontal battle to you!" Hamlet gave a motivated thumb.

So in the dim cave, Hilo reached out his hand.

"Holy Light."

A ball of light appeared out of thin air, floating beside him, illuminating the road ahead and illuminating the behemoth sleeping in the hole.

In a wide cave, the dragon lies on the treasure it plunders and sleeps soundly. Piles of gold coins can be seen everywhere in the cave, dotted with various gems, shining jewelry, and ancient objects buried under the gold coins to expose their corners.

In contrast, large areas of biological remains are also spread around the cave, emitting a pungent smell.

Shilo stepped forward, and his armored boots shattered the weathered bones, making a crisp sound in the cave. The dragon opened his eyes and raised his head to look down at the tiny creatures on the ground.

Without words, the battle begins.

The dragon let out a deafening roar, but Shilo seemed to be unaffected and began to accelerate the sprint.

A moment ago, under the bright moonlight, the black-haired prince took out two earplugs from his backpack and handed them to the white-haired knight.

"The earbuds specially processed have very good sound insulation. When you go out, you will inevitably encounter noise when you sleep at night. There are eye masks here. Do you want to use eye masks?"

The dragon's throat bulged slightly, and the ignition liquid mixed with sparks and ignited the flames and ejected, and the flames and high temperatures swept the Knight not far away.

"Shield of Light."

A huge shining light shield appeared in front of Hilo. The shield resisted the strong flames, and the Knight was still moving forward behind the shield.

The black-haired prince sat on the ground and broke a branch on it to simply mark the location of the dragon and Hilo.

"Dragons can spit fire, right? Remember to use the protective skills and light shield when spitting fire? Just use this. Remember to be close to your body anyway, so close to your body in melee can cause damage."

The dragon raised its front paws and then rushed towards the knight in front. Hilo had already noticed its movements. He jumped over quickly and swung his sword to slash the dragon's scales, splashing sparks.

Shilo avoided the claws several times in succession, but Shilo's counterattack could not cause any damage. The dragon was harassed and it quickly turned its waist greatly, swept towards the enemy with its thick spike tail. This move blocked the dodging space on a large scale, but Shilo seemed to have expected it, and jumped high when the dragon turned around.

Hamlet drew the look of a dragon and circled it around it.

"I just observed the way the dragon attacks us, which is closer to the movements of the eagle. They all have wings and are used to using the impact force brought by the descent from high places. So we have to fight with it in the cave so that it can limit its flight, get close to it to prevent it from spitting fire, and block most of its dangerous actions. Then look at its body structure, the subsequent battles may be forelimb attacks and tail-shaking attacks."

The knight who jumped into the air raised his sword over his head, and the sword body emitted a white light.

Under the white moonlight, the black-haired prince still talked endlessly.

"When attacking the forelimbs, you have to observe the movements and avoid them. The frequency of the forelimb movements is small. You have to fight back gently and not cause substance. Then when the dragon shakes its tail, there will definitely be a waist-turning action. You have to seize the opportunity. After all, the gap in this action will be very large."

The next moment, the white light fell towards the dragon like a falling star, quiet and determined. Under the roar of the dragon, several dragon scales splashed open like petals falling, the hot sword sank into the flesh and the dragon's blood flowed down.

"Give it a charge and hit it unexpectedly."

Watching the dragon roaring in pain, Shilo clasped his sword and murmured to the dragon: "Same as he said."

"Then you have to remember," the dark-haired prince in the moonlight looked serious, "The next thing is the key."

The dragon became manic due to its injuries. It swung its claws vigorously, swung its tail four times, and even bitten it with its teeth to capture the bugs jumping in front of it. The rock nest swayed violently from time to time under its violent attack, making people wonder whether it would collapse. Piles of gold coins fell to the ground and kept rolling and buried.

When Hilo faced all this, he showed a fearless expression - he turned around and ran away.

The dragon will naturally not let the insects that hurt it run away, and it catches up with it angrily.

Shilo dragged the dragon behind him and gradually moved towards the entrance of the cave.

"Let it focus all on you, and then take it out." This is Hamlet's last command when making the plan, "Don't think about defeating the dragon, we just need to get the Holy Sword."

When the knights and the dragon are in full swing.

At the edge of the nest, under the pile of gold coins, the black-haired prince slowly emerged.

He once explained their battle to the knights under the moonlight. This is the ancient wisdom - Thirty-Six Strategies to Scend Monsters and leave without the box!

Fighting monsters is to unbox. If you can unbox directly, why do you still need to fight monsters?

"Yeah!"

Ignoring the terrible vibration outside, Hamlet picked up a handful of gold coins and threw it into the air. The rain of gold coins sprinkled, he spun, jumped, freely swim freely in the pile of gold coins, and even wanted to perform a singing and dancing.

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Where is the Holy Sword?

No hurry first.

A lot of gold coins are packed.

Hamlet estimated that with Hilo's combat effectiveness and tenacious perseverance, it would be a big problem to go on a few more cycles. My buddy took advantage of this time to make some money. This is a treasure that only after he seriously cut off the dragon.

Speaking of which, such low-level bugs can be stuck, and the level design is too rough - the prince subconsciously said something he didn't understand.

Oh, there is a sword in front of you. Look at the accessories of this sword, look at the patterns of the sword here, look at its golden appearance, is it the legendary holy sword - EX...

"careful!"

"Why?"

Hearing Hilo's voice, Hamlet subconsciously turned his head, and a bloody mouth was close at hand. He ignored the vibration behind him because he was too excited. He did not notice the dragon running, stretched his neck and jumped forward, ready to swallow the shameless thief in one bite.

At the critical moment, his body's instinct took over. Hamlet suddenly kicked the ground and jumped to the side, but the dragon's body hit him first. He was like a ball being thrown high, hitting the wall hard and then bounced away, landing heavily on the ground.

The sound of bone shattering was so strange that the rushing feeling could not be suppressed. Hamlet coughed out the blood, his mouth full of rust.

The dragon's flames had illuminated his eyes.

Hamlet looked at the approaching death ahead with a strange look, as if it was the first time he saw the flames.

"Shield of Light!"

Shilo ran to him, and the huge light shield resisted the blazing flames and resisted the dragon's turbulent anger.

"Sorry, I didn't stop it. It seemed that it suddenly turned around and ran back." Shilo turned his head apologetically, and saw his companion's trance expression, he frowned worriedly, "Ham, are you okay?"

"Ahhh, I was hit hard." Hamlet touched the chest injury, "but it didn't seem to hurt as I imagined."

So that's it, I'm careless with the protection of the house.

“It’s coming!”

The dragon's attack suddenly came.

"Shadow the armor!"

The dazzling light condensed around Hilo to protect the people behind him who had no time to hide. The knight gritted his teeth to resist the crazy attack of the dragon, and several scars cracked open to his body.

After counting breaths, the light faded from his body.

"What should I do next?" Hilo shouted.

"then."

The light was thrown out of the darkness, and Shilo stared at the beautiful light and stretched out his hand.

Teeth, blood, hair, holy cloth, miracle creates immortal blade, gold hilt, crystal decoration, sword blade sparkles.

When the knight holds the sword, no one will question it, this is the birth of a hero.

Hilo held the strength and held the hope.

Just like breathing naturally, like practicing with hundreds of sword swings.

The easiest forward split.

The blade of light penetrated into the dragon's body and bloomed. The blade of light separated the dragon's flesh and blood and chopped it up.

The dragon wailed miserably. He spread his wings and fanned destructively, cutting the rock walls. Its tail thumped wildly, hitting the ground, dust, gravel, gold coins, bones, and splashing objects forced Hilo to dodge, so the offensive was temporarily suspended.

The cave is shaking, which is a sign of collapse. The crazy dragon breeds flames in its mouth. The flames are compressing, and when it comes into contact with the air, it will explode violently.

This is the last blow of the dying dragon's rage, and it is willing to die with the invaders.

Shilo's eyes were determined and he injected his power into the sword again, and the dazzling white light of the sword became more and more dazzling.

"Silly Dragon."

A faint voice suddenly appeared behind the dragon. Hamlet climbed up the dragon's back like a strange shadow. He held the hard spikes protruding from the dragon's back with one hand, and jumped onto the dragon's head like a bird.

A sword appeared in his hand, which was another treasure in the dragon cave.

Sword of Gold.

The scabbard is gold, the thigh is also gold, and the hilt is inlaid with gems.

In the darkness, opposite to the fire and white light, the golden light suddenly expanded.
To be continued...