OBS Chapter 722: The Power of the 3 Demonic Dragons
Chapter 722: The Power of the 3 Demonic Dragons
Chapter 722: The Power of the Three-Headed Demonic Dragon
The full moon hangs high.
A group of followers stood on the top of the mountain. The hill below their feet had been blasted into a huge gully by the red and black dragon incarnated by Lothar. The divine power of the King of Volcanoes turned this place into a small volcano, and hot lava was flowing everywhere in the gullies between the mountains.
As the card shining with the glory of legend fell into the mountains, a dragon roar filled with anger, unwillingness, and humiliation exploded.
"Damned Slavic slaves, damned Norman robbers!"
As the golden light faded, everyone looked at the "huge" dragon in astonishment and fell into silence for a long time. It looked to be only about one meter long. Compared to a dragon, it looked more like a big scaly dog - similar to a cute version of the three-headed hellhound.
Fulin glanced at Viviana beside her and said, "Is this the three-headed dragon you mentioned that is a hundred meters long?"
Viviana hesitated and said, "Maybe it's because its strength is limited like ours, so it has returned to its infancy?"
"If that's the case, each of us will have to transform back into baby form when we come here."
Fulin rolled her eyes. She didn't like Ms. Deer at all.
Lothar shook his head and said, "A dragon's strength is linked to its size. It is no longer a juvenile, but its strength is limited. As long as its strength recovers, its size will also grow."
This dragon's nest prepared in advance was not in vain. Lothar estimated that if the three-headed dragon was upgraded to the maximum level, its size would be restored to more than ten meters.
With a body size like that, it's impossible for him to be squeezed into the stable with Eclipse.
The dragon seemed to be unaware of what had happened. After cursing for a while, he fell into an argument with himself.
The green head on the far left said with some vigilance: "Okay, stop talking, look where this is."
"You idiot, if you weren't old and blind, and hadn't just been sleeping all these years, and hadn't even had time to release your most powerful poison mist, how could we have been caught off guard and destroyed by those bugs!"
The red and black dragon head in the middle was filled with anger. Once upon a time, they were the nightmare of the whole of Europe. Countless famous armies in the secular world were burned to ashes by them in a few strokes, but in the end, they were killed by the mortal armies that they looked down upon the most.
The dark green head on the far left also became angry: "If you had studied your Inferno seriously over the years, those ordinary people wouldn't even have the chance to see us. And yet you still call yourself the leader of the three heads? What about the head in the middle? Are you worthy of that?"
The two heads were about to bite each other while talking, but the black head on the far right still retained some rationality and said angrily: "You two idiots, if you want to fight, you should know when to fight. Don't you realize that this is no longer Dragon Garden?"
"How dare you talk like that? If you can curse those little bugs to death, no matter how powerful your weapons are, they will be useless!"
"Everyone, shouldn't you listen to me?"
Lothar cleared his throat. He didn't know if the strength of the three-headed dragon had deteriorated, and even its perception ability had weakened a lot. He and his people were not far away, but it couldn't detect it.
"Those dirty, stupid giants?"
"Idiot, he's not a giant, we're the ones who have become smaller!"
"Hmm, this smell is somewhat familiar."
“What a nasty smell!”
Three voices sounded one after another.
"Wait, why are we getting smaller, where's our power?"
"How would I know? When we first hatched, we weren't even this small! Could it be that we were reborn with all our memories? Damn it, how come I can't get rid of you two after living again?"
Faced with the endless quarrel between the three-headed dragons, Lothar could no longer bear it.
He defeated the three-headed dragon, killed Mahamu II, and retired after completing his mission. However, after returning, he showed off his achievements. However, the performance of the three-headed dragon made it seem as if he had only defeated a fool.
"listen to me!"
Lothar's body expanded instantly. In half-dragon state, he spread his wings and swooped down, easily grabbing the three-headed dragon that was only one meter long in his hand.
"Let me go, you bastard!"
"Damn it, why do I feel a sense of closeness to him? Could this guy be our father in this life? Has our dragon race degenerated to the point where male dragons have to raise children?"
"Idiot, he's our new contractor!"
After becoming half-dragon, under the gaze of Lothar's oppressive golden eyes, the three-headed dragon gradually calmed down. Perhaps because of its size, when it was held in Lothar's hands, even its originally terrifying six eyeballs seemed much clearer.
"Ah, I remembered!"
"Yes, I remember now. You are the guy in the dream! Can you put us aside first? Even if you are our new contractor, you cannot treat us like this. This is not in compliance with the contract I signed with your ancestors."
The two most aggressive heads spoke one after another, but their tone was much softer.
The head of the curse cursed helplessly: "Shut up, both of you, he is not from the Osman family."
It said, and then looked at Lothar: "Master of the giant ship yesterday, thank you for your help at the critical moment. You saved us from the threat of death and gave us a new life. If there is any offense - I apologize to you on behalf of my two brothers."
Lothar breathed a sigh of relief, as he could finally have normal communication with his new followers.
"You are welcome."
He looked at the other two confused dragon heads. In their eyes, Lothar saw only clear stupidity. "We are old rivals. You should have memories of me. Although it should be just a dream for you, it should also make you understand my power. So, now be obedient, don't make noise, and communicate well, okay?"
The two heads nodded hastily.
"Now, tell me about the world's situation before you died."
The two heads still looked confused.
It was the cursed head that spoke: "When we were awakened, it was already the fourth year since the war began."
The three-headed dragon had very limited information, because it was demolished by a bombing by the Allied forces not long after it was awakened. This old antique, which was behind the times, stubbornly maintained its arrogance. It had great strength but hardly had time to use it before it was blown to pieces by the Allied forces who had already prepared for a targeted response.
But at least Lothar knew how the camps were divided in the so-called war to end all wars in the world of battleships yesterday.
It is still unclear how the war broke out. This old dragon has been living in the Dragon Garden since the death of Suleiman the Magnificent. He usually sleeps and rides young female dragons. Food is provided by the Dragon Garden Guards specially set up by the Ottoman Empire.
On one side was the German Confederation ruled by the Habsburgs, and on the other was the French Empire, the European hegemon at its peak, which allied with Spain and occupied half of Africa.
The British Empire came together with the Habsburgs to form an alliance, and the two sides jointly fought against the Franco-Russian Entente.
Other secondary powers that participated in the war included the Polish-Lithuanian Confederation in Eastern Europe, the Teutonic Knights that occupied Prussia and the Baltic Sea, and the Ottoman Empire, which was already paralyzed. Its days were numbered, with the entire Crimean Peninsula and the Caucasus region swallowed up by Tsarist Russia, and its Balkan territories also gained independence one after another.
If the colonies are included, the thirteen colonies of the British Empire can be considered the second strongest.
On the Franco-Russian side, the only secondary power was Spain, the Sunset Empire, whose emperor was from the Bourbon family.
Italy, which historically stabbed its allies in the back, is still in the hands of the Wolf Tribe, and the Balkans are under the control of the Blood Court. No matter how this world war breaks out, it is highly likely that the powder keg in the Balkans will not explode.
Unlike the German II in history, the old emperor of the Habsburg family, although a little weak, his diplomatic skills are still acceptable.
Unfortunately, faced with such a luxurious lineup, the two traditional European powers, France and Russia, seemed to have gained the upper hand by the fourth year of the war.
This is probably also the reason why the British Empire was able to come together with the Habsburg family - or in other words, the Habsburg's ability to unify Germany was a compromise made by the British in order to restrict the French.
(End of this chapter)