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Chapter 1396 The Weeping King
Chapter 1396 The Weeping King
He was clearly just connecting the dragon head that had long lost its life to his broken arm, but at this moment, the dragon's mouth let out a shocking roar and even spewed out raging flames.
Heather clapped her hands. "Brilliant, Your Majesty!"
"The power he used to connect the dragon head and his own broken arm is very strange, like a kind of super glue. The form of life is no different to this energy. It can fuse any flesh and blood life together."
Nanami's beautiful big eyes reflected all the truth:
"Like... a furnace fueled by life."
Across from him, the dragon flames in the sky dissipated, and Greg looked extremely scary. Only his head and a small part of his chest were his own human form, and the rest was a combination of a mountain goblin, a dragon corpse, and a broken arm.
"This power! Yes, I feel the power of the descendants of dragons!"
Greg laughed wildly, feeling the power that was not mortal:
"What on earth was I hesitating about before... I should have used this flying dragon power that surpasses that of mortals a long time ago.
With this unrivaled power, I can immediately recapture the royal city and wipe out all those rebels... Hmm?"
He saw that in addition to the two uninvited guests, there was a new figure in the courtyard ahead.
This is a tall and burly heroic knight, holding a giant sword with a ferocious beauty stuck upside down on the stone ground in front of him. His whole body is covered with silver-white heavy armor, and a red cloak flutters behind him without wind.
The Knight God King Arthur!
Seeing King Arthur's kingly figure, Greg took a half step back for a moment.
What a mighty and majestic king of knights... Greg even thought of his ancestor, Godfrey, the first king of Elden.
Compared to his ancestor Godfrey and his father Golden Godwin, Greg never thought he was qualified to be compared with them. But he truly inherited Godwin's core Great Rune and assumed the responsibility of being a king. That's why he would do whatever it takes to make himself stronger even though he had no talent or aptitude, and even took the evil path of limb grafting.
The appearance of King Arthur was like the bright sunshine at noon, making Greg want to hide in a dark corner.
But he must not continue to retreat!
Greg held the golden axe tightly in his right hand, and the dragon head on his left arm opened its mouth and roared. His angry and high-pitched roar resounded throughout Stonewell City:
"False king! Rebellion! A foreigner wants to steal my Great Rune? Come on, come and try it, despicable foreigner. I will use the power of this newly acquired dragon descendant to burn you to ashes!"
The dragon pointed its mouth towards King Arthur and suddenly spewed out intense dragon flames.
King Arthur grasped the greatsword in one hand, pulled it out of the ground, and swung it upwards, and the flames immediately cut a path out.
The fierce sword wind was suddenly crushed by the dragon's wide-open mouth, and the air waves splashed by the bite blew the surrounding flames to the side.
Greg bent his mountain-troll thighs to gather strength, then he roared and leaped high, raising the golden giant axe with his right arm and chopped down at King Arthur below.
King Arthur raised his sword without hesitation and swung it towards the limb-replaced king.
Clang! The golden giant axe and the platinum giant sword collided fiercely, bursting out fierce sparks.
It must be said that Greg was indeed more capable than the three axes in the game. At least he had mastered the Storm Fighting Skills he learned from the Lost Knight, and the golden axe that he danced with with great vigor and the dragon head that bit and attacked from time to time was quite threatening.
"How's it going, dear?" Heather asked in a low voice while watching the fight with great interest.
"In terms of combat power alone, this Limb-Removing King has surpassed the [Disobedient Zeus] from the God Slayer World. It seems that this is the advantage of the natives of the Level 9 World. It's like the creatures that can survive and grow on a planet with gravity greater than that of the Earth will have a much higher base than humans on Earth. This is the physical quality created by the living environment, and has nothing to do with the inner fighting will and experience."
Nothing can be hidden from Nanami if she sees it. She can analyze the battle situation and the two warring parties with a rough understanding of the situation.
"Well, that is to say, even our Limb-Replacing Majesty has the strength of a star-level superhero in other universes. But whether in the game or in the normal historical process of this world, he can only be regarded as a weakling."
Heather crossed her arms in front of her and commented, "Both his body and mind are too different. Without the Great Rune, even the Knight of the Lost Homeland could beat him...ah, it's over."
On the other side, the battle is nearing its end.
King Arthur held the sword in both hands and launched a fierce attack like a storm. Greg swung the golden axe in panic to parry but was unable to do so.
Clang! The platinum giant sword chopped off the golden giant axe with a delicate strike. Seeing his dependent weapon spinning at high speed and flying into the sky, Greg screamed and swung his left arm. The dragon head spewed flames and opened its mouth wide to bite King Arthur fiercely.
But the big hand covered with silver-white heavy armor grabbed the dragon's chin, not caring about the impact of the dragon's breath flames.
King Arthur grabbed the dragon's head with his right hand and pulled it hard. Greg staggered and his left arm was forced to straighten.
"You, you're going to... No! Stop!" Greg shouted in panic: "This dragon is mine! My--"
Click!
King Arthur's platinum sword cut off Greg's left arm at the shoulder with a clean stroke, and blood gushed out immediately.
Greg let out an earth-shattering scream, then collapsed to the ground, covering his broken shoulder and wailing.
King Arthur casually threw the dragon's left arm, which had lost all vitality and breath, aside, and it turned into star-like light and returned to Heather's body.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
Greg's wails were filled with grief and anger. He had just obtained the power of the dragon and thought he could rely on it to fulfill his long-cherished wish, but he didn't expect a group of outsiders to destroy his dream.
Damn it! Damn foreigner!
Heather covered her ears. The guy's screams were really harsh. She walked over and took a closer look at the slightly twitching Faded limbs on Greg's body.
Qishi squatted on the ground and studied the broken dragon head for a while, then walked to Heather leisurely:
"The dragon's neck and his broken arm are joined together very roughly but effectively, just like using a welding torch to forcibly weld together only half of a mobile phone and a bicycle, and then the bicycle has all the functions of a mobile phone."
"Very vivid metaphor, dear."
"But regarding the strengthening of His Majesty Greg, there is one thing I am confused about." Nanami raised her doubts.
"Oh? What's the matter?" Heather asked curiously.
Even Greg's incessant wailing had dropped by 90%. Although he was still howling, one could see that he had tilted his head slightly as if he was eavesdropping.
"Since His Majesty Greg can reattach any limb he wants, why doesn't he reattach Rune Bear's arm?"
The Rune Bear that Qishi was talking about was a huge beast that she and Heather had encountered while traveling in Nimgefu these days. It looked very similar to a bear on Earth, but it was incredibly strong in both size and strength, with extremely strong forelimbs, and a body structure that was more like an ape than a bear.
According to her speculation, the Rune Bear is much stronger than the Lost Knight. If it were to be brought to the city of Stonewell to fight against the Limb-Removed King, it would most likely be the latter who would be hung up and beaten.
"Hiss...right?" Hearing the question, Heather looked at Greg and touched him with her toes: "I'm asking you, why?"
Unexpectedly, Greg's screams were even louder and more miserable than before, and were filled with grief and pain, which made anyone who heard them cry.
“We can’t defeat them, ahhhhhhh! My army can’t defeat them, ahhhhhhh!”