The top-down knight charge should have had the advantage not only in momentum, but also in strength, but Jenkins, who stepped on the ground, relied on the effect of [Titan Power] to forcibly withstood the blow of the fat giant's mace. One hit, and almost knocks him off his mount.
But as a price, the soft dirt under Jenkins' feet was cracked like spider webs, and the soles of his shoes were almost worn down.
The fat giant didn't stabilize his body and collided with his companions behind him. Jenkins, who was wearing an air bomb ring, took the opportunity to wave towards the sky. The violent explosion of air made the wandering soul's charging posture abruptly broken in the center, and then swept across the ground The coming dance of white swords nearly destroyed the entire flank of the Ghost Riders.
But before Jenkins was happy, the black mist fell from the sky, propped up the full body armor scattered on the ground, repaired the skeletal horses that had been split in two, and the same number of wandering cavalry re-launched to join the team. It seems that Jenkins just threw a fruit knife after firing fireworks into the air.
"Why did the resurrection appear?"
He complained loudly, and the demon phantom behind him ascended to the sky again, forcing the wandering souls to fly to high places in the sky to hide. Perhaps it was because Jenkins was standing on the ground that he could definitely suppress the wandering spirit cavalry in close combat, so the wandering spirit did not continue to charge towards the ground after that.
The fat giant raised his mace high, like a battle priest in an ancient story, and the black aura on his body connected all his companions. The captain-level wandering spirit took off his staff, and the wandering spirit cavalry raised their right hands high, making the black gauntlets seem to shine under the double moon.
"Is this bullying me for not being able to shield me?"
Inexplicable whispers spread from the air to the surroundings, and the black aura that connected them together called for terrifying power. Before the huge white skull that appeared from the sky and shot bone spurs in all directions fell to the ground, Jenkins turned into a mouse on the spot and jumped into the farmland with his cat (Note).
When the scarecrow pierced by the bone spur finally fell down, he turned into a purple-gold ball of light and returned to human form. While calling the twin demons to rush to the sky, he used [Reading] to draw clothes for himself.
"That's not okay."
Seeing that he really seemed to be no match, but just drinking that bottle of potion that could only last for an hour seemed a bit unwilling. Thinking about the awakening of the dragon soul in his heart, he suddenly realized that from the beginning of the battle until now, the red flame seemed to have no reaction at all except being suppressed by the opponent.
"Does the awakening of the dragon soul require me to use the power of the dragon soul? But I don't have any power related to dragons at all."
If the bottle of low-concentration dragon's blood he obtained last fall hadn't been accidentally drunk by Chocolate, maybe Jenkins would have a similar ability now. But there are no ifs in this world, only reality.
Reality forced Jenkins to think of more things, and he looked up at the red dragon who was looking at this side from high above. I don't know if it's the surge of mental power brought about by the battle, but [Spirit Empathy] actually made Jenkins contact the dragon at once:
"I need your blood."
The red dragon didn't ask why, and while hovering over Jenkins' head, cut his skin and let the blood drip down in big drops. But it was dripping while flying, so Jenkins was forced to keep moving to follow the direction of the dragon's blood.
Although there are legends in this world that dragon slayers bathe in dragon blood and thus have the power of dragons, in fact, dragon blood is an extremely powerful biological toxin for humans.
Unsuspecting humans who bathe in dragon blood will let the invasive blood seep into their bodies, causing all kinds of strange limb mutations, and finally leading to death. This is a bit like the rejection reaction during organ transplantation. Therefore, if you want to use dragon blood, you must use specific rituals, and Jenkins' body is not worried about being eroded by dragon blood, and now he doesn't have time to arrange rituals, so he can only try the current method.
But the reality is that Jenkins, who received the treatment of dragon blood, did not feel the slightest change in himself. He had nothing to gain except for chocolate to run away in disgust.
Seeing that the wandering spirit in the air was about to launch its next attack, Jenkins thought of the fiery red slender flame that actively stimulated his chest. He had done this before, but the flame didn't accept his spirit. At that time, he thought it was the reason why the souls of the four kings didn't gather together.
While looking up at the wandering souls running around his head in the sky, he slowly mobilized his own spirit to stimulate the dragon soul. There was a tingling sensation in his chest, but Jenkins resisted it, and did not end the transfer of the spirit, and this time the spirit was accepted.
The fiery red slender flame continued to expand under the infusion of spirit. But instead of bringing more strength to Jenkins, the swelling process made him feel dizzy because the flames affected his heart.
Double images appeared in the world in front of my eyes, and the already dark night sky seemed to be filled with grotesque color blocks in front of my eyes. Jenkins heard a roar coming from his ear, and it came from a different direction.
But at this time, the wandering souls had already launched a charge again, this time it was not a tide like a long river, but a charge from 360 degrees above the head with no dead ends.
The white sword light rushed to the sky, but because Jenkins was dizzy at the moment, the sword light disappeared in a flash. Seeing that the wandering spirits rushing from top to bottom were about to overwhelm Jenkins, the cat hiding aside sighed.
"Ahem~"
Amidst the soft cough of the cat, a bright yellow bead was spit out by it. It exudes a warm light, and the unicorn standing with the cat opened its eyes curiously at the bead.
But this time things didn’t need the help of chocolate. Jenkins, who was standing in the field and blowing the cold wind, seemed to have returned to Blacktown again in his dizziness. More precisely, he had returned to the story of "Legend of the Dragon Slayer".
He looked up at the night sky, but in his eyes were not those whizzing wandering souls, but countless dragons. It seems that the ground under his feet is not flat ground, but the silver dragon Anastasia.
"It feels like you're thinking about something really weird."
The ground beneath my feet spoke.
Jenkins lowered his head in surprise. Although he is not in a good state now, he also knows that the dragon is an illusion. In fact, he is still standing in the field facing the wandering soul.
"Are you real or fake?"
"of course it's true."
Anastasia said, then reminded Jenkins:
"Our conversation is best as soon as possible. Although this is a spiritual exchange, the flow of time is not much slower than reality."
"What is the situation now?"
"The soul of the dragon forged by ancient humans is about to awaken. It draws your spirit to touch the dragon. You are a human and an elf, and have nothing to do with dragons, so you must really have the power of a dragon in order to be the same as the original human expectations. , meet the inheritance conditions of the Dragon Soul. The ancient humans chose to use rituals to obtain the power of the dragon, but you don't have the time, and I suspect that your elven bloodline does not accept your ability to use and pollute the bloodline.
Therefore, the soul of the dragon can only lead you to make spiritual changes. I am probably the dragon you are most familiar with, so your spirit will be drawn to establish a connection with me. "
In fact, the most familiar with Jenkins is Red Dragon, but Jenkins did not point this out.
"So what kind of power do you need now? It's just a spiritual communication. I can't give you material help. Now Sophia and I are out at sea, and it's too late even if we have to rush over."
Yinlong said.
"Any power is fine, I don't ask for it."
"That's good. Jenkins, relax and feel the power I bestow on you. For thousands of years, I sometimes doubt whether I can still be called a silver dragon. But I was born as a silver dragon, and the power of that dragon Will be with me forever. The savior of the eighteenth century, please accept this power, and may you move forward in the wind."
Silver light filled his eyes, completely disrupting those grotesque illusions. This also revealed the ferocious wandering cavalry behind the phantom.
Jenkins didn't care about them. Instead, he checked his body in horror. Fortunately, no extra organs grew.
"Ahem~"
He also coughed, but his voice was hoarse compared to the soft voice of chocolate, as if there was sticky phlegm stuck in his throat.
"Ahem~"
He coughed harder and even had to cover his lungs. A little worried, he mobilized all the ability spots, but fortunately, the only remaining bubble was not occupied (Note).
Jenkins was a little surprised that the power given by Anastasia did not form a new blue alien ability, but he soon understood why.
The fiery red slender flames jumping cheerfully in his chest are continuously sending vitality to every corner of his body.
"Ahem~"
He coughed violently again, feeling something want to rush out of his throat. But the silver dragon only gave him spiritual power, and his blood of human mixed elves did not give him the organs to use that power.
With a flash of inspiration, I felt the strange feeling of wanting to vomit, and at the same time activated [Ning Bing]. The spot of light immediately bloomed with color, but this time it didn't manipulate the moisture in the air to condense, but made Jenkins subconsciously open his mouth:
"Roar~"
Finally, he couldn't bear the strange feeling in his throat anymore, and let out an uncontrollable roar towards the sky. An extremely cold white beam of light spewed out from his mouth, as if connected to the depths of the sky, and with the movement of his head, he drew a trace like a light curtain in the air.
Even the wandering souls use the power of ice, but under the effect of the dragon's roar, if the beam of light touches even a little bit, the wandering souls and mounts will be frozen into ice blocks and fall to the ground together.
At the same time, even if they were not touched by the beam of light from the dragon roar, just hearing the "dragon roar" sound from the human hybrid elf, all the enemies showed signs of slowing down, even if the dragon roar ended, they could only recover slowly.
"Ahem~"
The coughing sound was normal this time.
PS: Note 1: The unicorn leaves directly to avoid the attack, and comes back again after the attack is over.
Note 2: Two bubbles remain after the end of Blossoms, and one bubble remains after [Malicious Transformation].