"Only you can use this sword! Sauron can't use it, Darkseid can't use it, and I can't use it either!"
Renly was furious, but Werther said to him in a calm tone: "The Night King can only leave it to you. Can you solve it?"
"I can't solve it! Only you can kill the Night King! Let's work together! Even if I can't, there will be Lionel, Darkseid, Sauron, Lilith and Baimon. When they grow up, we Baratheon
There are six dragons in the family!"
Faced with Renly's roar, Werther pulled out a dagger from his waist and held it in his hand to explain to him: "Because you can only use the weapons of the demon god to deal with the demon god, and my greatsword is still a bit weak, I can only use this dagger.
"
"You just use a small dagger to fight that five-meter-tall monster? Don't die!" Renly let the dragon fly closer and wanted to throw the giant sword back to Werther.
Audaweiying pulled away to the side, and Veidt continued: "If you defeat the Night King, remember to continue sending people to the north to help me find Tyene."
"Witt! Let's go fight the Night King together!"
Werther smiled at Renly, then lowered his head and shouted at the dragon's head: "Odaweying!"
Aodaweiying understood, twisted his neck and opened the dragon's mouth. After roaring, he bit the giant dragon flying on the right. Looking at the huge mouth of blood coming at him, Petwaha quickly turned his body and flew away. It was suddenly angry.
The mother was scared away.
"You are a madman! Idiot!"
As Renly's voice gradually became quieter, Werther, standing above the dragon, gently tapped its horn with a dagger: "Are you sure?"
"No!" Aoda Weiying told the truth.
Everyone has only one life, and Werther will never do anything that can be solved with money or reasoning. However, facing the devil's projection, he will end up personally. If he does not stop him, the souls of the entire world will be enslaved and harvested, and there will be no way to escape.
, now the only ones who can barely fight against the Demon God are Werther himself and Auda Weiying.
Witte held the dagger in his right hand, pointed the tip at his abdomen, removed a piece of the keel of the armor with his left hand, and thrust the dagger into his body.
"It hurts so damn much!"
The demon's weapon was truly extraordinary. As the dagger was pulled out, large streams of blood flowed from the wound in the abdomen, and at the same time, the soul felt extreme pain.
As the blood flowed out, the dragon soul absorbed into the body of the seriously injured Werther began to lose control, and white transparent spiritual dragons poked their heads out of the body.
Over the years, Witt has undergone many special trainings, and has long mastered this state and used it as a means of attack.
He used the most efficient magic to heal the wound, and the blood on Veidt's lips, which was still in a state of residual blood, turned pale: "Oda Weiying, it's not just you at this moment, but also Duneville!"
Duneville's dragon soul was absorbed into Werther's body. Now Werther remains in a weak state, and Duneville's soul gradually regains consciousness.
They are both ancient dragons, but if they had not gone astray and become a wight dragon, Duneviel would be far more powerful than Aldaweying in terms of knowledge and power. Even if only the dragon soul is left, he can still rely on its rich combat experience.
After some exchanges, Aodaweiying put on a magic shield on himself and dived towards the demon on the ground.
"Tiny ant!"
Morag Bal watched the dragon charging towards him from the sky unmoved. When the dragon opened its arms and approached, he swung the black warhammer and hit Odaweying hard on the face.
The defensive magic on Audaweiying's side face shattered into dots of light. The red scales, which were harder than steel, could not withstand the blow. The dragon's head was knocked to one side, and hot dragon blood sprayed on the ground in waves.
Green smoke.
However, the dragon rolled its tongue, and Werther came out from between the teeth and stood in the dragon's mouth.
Twenty-six dragon souls stretched their bodies and bit their heads into various parts of Morag's body.
"Aoda Weiying!" Witte held the dragon's teeth firmly with both hands, tightened the dragon's soul into his body, and pulled Morag towards the dragon's mouth. At the same time, he also pulled the dragon's mouth, which was full of three-meter-long sharp teeth.
The toothed dragon's mouth bit into Morag.
This body is far less powerful than the original body. The dragon's teeth, which are also divine, can easily pierce this body. Morag wants to use this body to conquer the world. He doesn't want to destroy it immediately, but he also finds that he can't break away from the bite on his body for the time being.
The dragon soul on the top looked at the dragon's mouth that was about to close, and raised his hand to grab a sharp tooth to support the dragon's mouth.
"You must fight away from the crowd! Fly west!" Duneville's dragon soul shouted.
The swooping Aodaweiying had almost reached the ground. He "bited" Morag tightly in his mouth, kicked off his feet and flapped his wings violently. The huge strong wind blew the ghouls on the ground tossing around. Within a few seconds,
In seconds, he rose from the ground, his body flashing with magical light, and flew quickly to the west.
The five-meter-tall Morag stood on the dragon's jaw, holding the dragon's tooth in one hand, and raised the huge war hammer in his hand to face the tiny Werther: "Dragonborn! I will taste your blood!"
The devil is proficient in various languages. He deliberately uses words that Werther can understand. He opens his mouth full of fangs and laughs at the dying enemy.
Seeing Morag raising his arm to hit himself with the war hammer, Werther would not sit still and wait for death: "You ugly bastard!"
The dragon soul biting Morag released its mouth, and the attack that could bite the soul did not leave any damage on Morag.
But these dragon souls did not disperse, and instead used their slender bodies to wrap around Morag's body like snakes. Among them, the most powerful dragon soul of Dunevir directly wrapped around the right arm holding the war hammer, and instantly
Immobilizing Morag.
"These undead spirits can't hurt me at all!"
Morag and Werther faced each other in the mouth of Aldaweying. His breath when he spoke hit Werther's face directly. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of sulfur from the dragon's mouth made Werther burst into tears.
"Sun thief! Listen up! Gol~~Hah~~Dov~~!" Seeing that Aoda Weiying and Dragon Soul could only barely control Morag, the consciousness controlled dragon roar that he had not dared to use for a long time was shouted from Witte's mouth
.
Only the Demon God can deal with the Demon God, and this dragon's roar contains the will of the two Demon Gods, and it can stun Morag with one blow.
Morag woke up within ten seconds, struggling to pull the dragon soul wrapped around his body and roaring at Werther: "Stupid and insignificant human! If it weren't for this weak body, I could squeeze your soul with my hand.
broken!"
"But your body can't get through it! Gol~~Hah~~Dov~~!" Another consciousness control was used, and Werther also added the knowledge contained in it to make Morag quiet for a few seconds.
"Ah~~~" Having never experienced such humiliation, Morag, who woke up again, mobilized the magic power in his body and began to struggle, even breaking Audaweiying, who was flying west, into flying south.
When he struggled, Wirt used Dragon Roar, which could immobilize Morag for a few seconds each time.
As consciousness control is used more and more often, and the knowledge applied to dragon roars also increases, the erosion of Werther's soul by the big-eyed demon god Hermaeus Mora gradually deepens, and Werther's tears slowly turn into...