Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks

Chapter 743 48: Battle on the Dragon’s Back

In the sky, the Three-headed Demon Dragon kept circling, with scorching flames spurting out from the gaps in its scale armor, like a meteor dragging its tail. The scattered Dragon Flame was viscous like oil, still burning upon hitting the sea.

Yet even amidst fire, countless schools of fish emerged one after another, flying towards the Dragon Flame like moths to a flame, merely to approach the rich Giant Dragon Bloodline that no marine creature could resist.

Fine beads of sweat seeped down from Viviana's forehead.

The environment on the Demon Dragon was akin to the Fire Prison, making every step difficult for her.

Climbing onto a Giant Dragon wasn't easy. Each Advanced Giant Dragon's body forms its own miniature world, similar to the Divine Realm a half-deity might possess. The surface of a Giant Dragon was challenging enough, but the interior was even more so.

Any Dragon Slayer harboring thoughts of causing chaos inside the belly of a Giant Dragon without exception ended up without leaving a trace.

Viviana had left countless scars on the Demon Dragon's back, but it was visible that these scars shimmered red, dispersing the Spiritual Radiance left by her longsword. Each piece of flesh bulged and sprouted new scales rapidly.

Viviana had dismissed the possibility of killing the Giant Dragon here, but she had no intention of leaving, determined to find Mahmud II's whereabouts in this boundless Purgatory.

Roar——

The sound of roaring came from the flames, as wave after wave of Fierce Beasts formed by Dragon Flame lay in wait, biding for her to make a mistake.

Viviana knew very well these monsters were endless.

She suddenly leaped into the air as a sharp bone spike nearly pierced her battle boots from her original spot.

But as she soared upward, beasts immediately lunged out.

A rapidly spread net made of swords quickly opened up, slicing these airborne beasts into countless fragments. Yet at this moment, a hidden deadly strike, a Flaming Arrow, shot forth.

It seemed insignificant, but even within the fiery Purgatory, Viviana could feel the surrounding temperature surging upwards.

Boom——

The massive impact, like a trebuchet, flung Viviana's soft body heavily afar.

The viscous flowing fire slid over Viviana's body, revealing her combat suit enveloped by a transparent ripple. A Demon Warrior isn't a fragile mage; Viviana's spiritual power was still abundant, and her defense was at a peak state.

Viviana coughed lightly, suppressing the rebellious blood in her chest. Her spiritual power's sensing range was heavily restricted in this fiery world, making it extremely hard to find Mahmud II's whereabouts.

Hard, but not impossible. She just needed to resolve to face death.

"Candid honesty, rather die than deceive!"

She softly murmured the outdated knightly code, only resting briefly before unhesitatingly rushing into the flames.

Her movements were astoundingly agile and swift. Occasionally, Evil Beasts emerged from the flames, crashing into her body, but either they passed through her like hitting a shadow or were cleanly sliced into two by a swift sword shadow.

But such rapid traversing greatly increased her spiritual power consumption rate.

If reserving spiritual power to confront Mahmud II, what remained would likely be insufficient for her to retreat.

Seeming to sense something, the Female Knight, while still maneuvering, a Spirit Candle quietly lit upon her sword edge, and she mercilessly snuffed it out, causing an instant collapse into deep darkness.

But within this fiery realm, darkness lasted too briefly, disappearing completely in just a moment.

However, as darkness vanished, Viviana's figure also disappeared.

Accompanied by the clang of sword resonance.

In the void, a sharp sword struck against a scepter.

Mahmud II's eyes were filled with disbelief. He appeared entirely unlike a human now, his Dragon Taming Bloodline more advanced, deeply developed, able to tap into the Three-headed Demon Dragon's power briefly through the bloodline connection.

But this power wasn't enough to support him against formidable opponents like the Candle Knight.

After a few brief exchanges, Mahmud II found himself in a desperate situation. If not for the surrounding flame surging forward, sending a large group of Evil Beasts to entangle Viviana at any cost, he might have already met his end.

Barely creating some distance on a Flame Evil Beast's back.

Watching Viviana trapped in a siege, slaughtering masses of beasts derived from the Three-headed Demon Dragon's power effortlessly like dancing gracefully, Mahmud II felt a surge of fear.

Her swordsmanship was elegant. Even as an enemy, Mahmud II found it refreshing, much like the legendary Greek goddess Athena, no less than that, surely?

Given she was crafted as a "star", with a noble lineage, elegance was engraved in her very bones.

"Miss Viviana, decaying Rome isn't worthy of your allegiance. Join me instead; whatever the Emperor of Greece promised you, I'm prepared to offer tenfold."

Scepter in hand, Mahmud II spoke sincerely in fluent Greek.

Mahmud II was also a genius. After initially abdicating, he committed to learning Armenian, Greek, Slav, Hebrew, Persian, Latin, and Arabic, becoming a master of languages.

Viviana didn't respond; her brows furrowed deeply, as more and more Evil Beasts surged forward, revealing their cards already making the Three-headed Demon Dragon more wary. Creating opportunities like earlier became significantly more challenging.

She couldn't help but sigh softly.

What a pity.

Ultimately, her spiritual power had depleted too much, impacting her performance at crucial moments.

Mahmud II said sincerely, "Your power is waning. Continuing the battle will only end with you burned to ashes."

Viviana could feel her physical strength rapidly declining, but she still did not cease her combat, as conjuring these flame beasts also required a cost.

In the twisted air, a rapidly flying figure crashed directly into the Three-headed Demon Dragon's domain.

In his hand

Was it the Emperor of Greece?

Only then did Mahmud II realize that the pursuit of the Red-Black Dragon had ceased unbeknownst to him.

Where did it go?

That dense aura of an Advanced Giant Dragon, a shadow almost equal to the Three-headed Demon Dragon, how did it conceal its presence?

Mahmud II was puzzled, but he had no time for contemplation.

The reckless raiders who burst into the Fire Prison had multiplied from one to two, which for the Three-headed Demon Dragon might not be terribly dangerous, as given time, it could eliminate its foes thoroughly, but Mahmud II faced a different scenario altogether.