Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 484 - 264: Bathing in Dragon Blood

The Holy Spear, over ten meters long, carried with it the blazing golden Holy Flame.

The Angel flapped its wings, and the Holy Spear pointed directly at the Demon Dragon.

Beams of golden light shot out from her now ethereal figure, transforming into burning golden silhouettes around the Demon Dragon. They wore armor made of Holy Flame, their expressions resolute.

A golden silhouette teased with a laugh, "Jeanne, this opponent sure is exciting."

Another golden silhouette replied solemnly, "Jill, now is not the time for banter."

"Mind your own business, Rahel."

The twelve golden silhouettes were evidently the twelve Guardian Knights under Jeanne’s command. Under normal circumstances, she could only summon one, but in the state of the Holy Body, Jeanne had astonishingly summoned all twelve Guardian Knights.

"Form the array and take down this Demon Dragon. Now is not the time for pleasantries."

Jeanne said concisely.

"At your service, my lady."

The twelve Knights smiled and saluted her, then wielded the weapons formed by the Holy Flame in their hands. The golden radiance emanating from their bodies intertwined, forming a golden array that completely enveloped the colossal dragon within.

Shemir chanted a magic spell.

The spiritual radiance scattered, like falling stars landing on the Fire Dragon, providing strong recovery and boosting magic that enhanced all its attributes comprehensively.

Jeanne’s expression was exceedingly solemn, nothing like the usual nonchalance she often wore.

Under the illumination of the Holy Light, she appeared just like an angel from mythological legends, filled with divine radiance.

In the golden array, the phantoms of Holy Spears slowly materialized, their surfaces covered with ancient runes (Norse runes), densely packed, as if blotting out the sky, carrying an aura of supreme judgment, all aimed at Shemir.

"Sinner, prepare to die."

"What a grand scene."

Prajna retracted her shield, her snow-white skin bearing numerous burn marks from the Fire Dragon’s breath. Even with her far superior recovery abilities, she still looked somewhat shocking.

"This isn’t the world of combat records."

Losa furrowed his brows, worry written all over his eyes.

In the combat records of the Wolf Race’s civil war, Jeanne burned her life and died just like this.

Although Jeanne could synchronize with his talent from the Tyrannical Dragon, "Nirvana," allowing her to resurrect in the future even if she died in battle, this process would take decades. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of helplessness in his heart.

His power was still too weak; the enemies he killed during the charge were too far removed from his own strength, and his experience bar barely moved after this slaughter.

Even if his depleted spiritual power was replenished, what could he do now?

Even if he risked entering a half-dragon transformation state, his most powerful attack would still be the Tyrannical Dragon’s Dragon Flame. With the double boost of Volcanic Divinity, its power might not be inferior to the Karelian Fire Dragon, which surpassed the Tyrannical Dragon.

But this kind of attack would likely not inflict much damage on a Fire Dragon that could be immune to the vast majority of fire attribute attacks.

As for the Holy Spear...

Right now, Jeanne was using it.

Prajna touched the edge of her shrunken Black Shield, showing no emotion on her face, but this rare small gesture still revealed her current anxiety.

She whispered softly, "If only I could regain the power I had while alive..."

She lifted her head, her pitch-black eyes streaming tears as they were pierced by the intense Holy Light.

...

In the place where the Kasaji Guard gathered.

"Master Mudeliji!"

Saladin couldn’t help but shout.

He had limited understanding of the power of the Extraordinary World, but he knew that this was the critical moment when Master Shemir was fighting the enemy. In such circumstances, Mudeliji couldn’t falter.

"Stay calm."

Mudeliji’s face was somewhat bitter. He didn’t follow the path of a traditional wizard, and his abilities were not only restrained by the Holy Spear, but the Dragon Flame of the Fire Dragon also greatly limited his performance.

Right now, Jeanne and Master Shemir were fiercely battling the Fire Dragon. How could he have room to meddle?

"Saladin, after Master Shemir settles the score with the enemy, I will make my move."

Underneath his black robe, Mudeliji’s dark fingers tightly gripped the Magic Staff in his hand.

Under normal circumstances, with such a formidable enemy, his nature would at most lead him to help rescue Saladin, which would be considered going above and beyond. How else would he dare set foot on the battlefield in such a perilous situation?

Saladin said no more. His eyes swept over the terrified soldiers, all eager to retreat, feeling a surge of emotions in his heart. Even if Master Shemir won this battle, as long as Losa was alive, reclaiming the Holy Land seemed like an impossible task.

"Holy Flame above, have you truly forsaken your followers?"

...

Clang—

A Holy Spear was knocked aside by the crown-like Dragon Horn of the Fire Dragon. It didn’t consider its own defense at all. Countless Holy Spears nailed into its body, stirring up countless magical ripples—those were the protective arrays cast by Master Shemir.

Bam—

The Holy Spears exploded into countless dust particles.

Such a gale-and-torrential-rain-like offensive seemed still unable to break through this powerful caster’s defensive efforts in the short term.

Moreover, even if it could break through, with the Karelian Fire Dragon’s rugged defense, accumulating enough damage to render it unable to fight was still extremely difficult.

Another damned war of attrition.

Jeanne murmured softly.

When my power is exhausted, I’ll have to burn my life again, and that’s a feeling not worth remembering.

Bam—

The Golden Knight wielding a two-handed greatsword suddenly transformed into a giant ten meters tall, taking heavy steps as it cleaved a sword towards the caster behind the Fire Dragon.

Shemir’s casting actions did not pause for even a moment because of this.

He didn’t pay any attention to the aggressive offensive of the Guardian Knight before him. Instead, he layered protective arrays, one after another, onto the Fire Dragon’s body.

Roar—

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded out.

The Fire Dragon opened its gaping maw again, spewing forth intensely hot Dragon Flame from its mouth.

The world beneath the golden spear array was immediately filled with this all-encompassing, terrifying blaze.

Jeanne almost instantly sensed the energy inside her depleting rapidly. This kind of head-on, attrition-driven battle was precisely what she most hoped to avoid.

Could it be that I must go all out?

Jeanne bit her lips tightly.

Currently, under the command of my lord, the strongest are myself and Chelina. That little girl Chelina might not even be able to stand up again, so I can only rely on myself.

She silently made up her mind.

But just then, a figure suddenly burst into the golden spear array.