A foreigner's journey

It was obvious that he was just connecting the lifeless dragon head to his severed arm, but at this moment, the dragon's mouth let out an astonishing dragon roar, and even spit out blazing flames.

Heather clapped her hands: "Wonderful, my Majesty!"

"The power he uses to connect the dragon head and his own severed arm is very weird, like a kind of universal glue. The form of life is no different for this energy, it can fuse any flesh and blood life together."

Qishi’s beautiful big eyes reflect all the truth:

"It's like...a furnace that uses life as its fuel."

On the opposite side, the dragon flames dissipated all over the sky, and Greg's appearance at this time was particularly scary. Only his head and a small part of his chest were in his own human form, and the rest were a combination of mountain monsters, dragon corpses, and severed arms.

"This power! Yes, I feel the power of the descendants of the dragon!"

Greg laughed crazily, feeling the power that does not belong to mortals:

"What on earth was I hesitating about before... I should have taken advantage of this flying dragon power that transcends mortals long ago.

With this unrivaled power, I can immediately take back the royal city and eliminate all those rebellious people... huh? "

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 majestic knight. He holds a huge sword with a ferocious beauty and is stuck upside down on the stone floor in front of him. His whole body is covered in silver-white heavy armor, and his red cloak dances in the wind behind him.

Riding God King Arthur!

Seeing King Arthur's regal figure, Greg took half a step back for a moment.

What a majestic and majestic king of knights...Grek 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 compare with them. But he truly inherited Godwin's core rune and assumed the responsibility of being the king. That's why he desperately tried to make himself stronger without any talent or talent, and even embarked on the evil path of limb replacement.

The appearance of King Arthur was like the bright sunshine at noon, making Greg just want to hide in a dark corner.

But he must not continue to retreat!

I saw Greg holding the giant golden ax in his right hand, the dragon head of his left arm opening his mouth wide and roaring, and his angry and high-pitched scream resounded throughout Stonewell City:

"Pseudo king! Rebellion! Do strangers from other lands also want to snatch my big rune? Come on, come and give it a try, despicable foreigners, I will use the power of this newly obtained descendant of the dragon to completely burn you to ashes! "

The dragon's mouth aimed at King Arthur and suddenly spit out fierce dragon flames.

King Arthur held the giant sword with one hand and pulled it out from the ground and swung it upwards, and the flames were immediately split into a path.

The sharp sword wind was smashed into pieces by the dragon's wide-open mouth, and the air waves splashed out during the bite blew the surrounding flames to the side.

Greg's thighs from the mountain demon bent up to charge up, then roared and leaped high into the air, raising the golden ax with his right arm and striking down King Arthur below.

And King Arthur raised his sword without hesitation to face the king of limbs and swung it upward.

Clang! The golden giant ax and the platinum giant sword collided fiercely, causing fierce sparks to burst out.

I have to say that compared to the three axes in the game, Greg is indeed somewhat capable at this time. At least he was proficient in the storm combat skills he learned from the Lost Knight, and his golden ax that danced like a tiger was quite threatening when combined with the dragon head that bit into sneak attacks from time to time.

"How's it going, honey?" Heather asked in a low voice, watching the battle with interest.

"In terms of combat effectiveness, this limb-prosthetic king has surpassed the [disobedient Zeus] of the Godslayer world. It seems that this is the advantage of the local residents of the level 9 world. It is like being able to survive on a planet with a gravity greater than that of the earth. The foundation of the creatures that develop and grow will be far greater than that of 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. "

As long as Qishi sees it, nothing can be hidden from her. Just by looking at it twice, she could analyze the battle situation and the two warring parties quite accurately.

"Well, that is to say, even our limbed majesty has the power to explode in other universes. But he can only be regarded as a weakling both in the game and in the normal historical process of this world."

Heather folded her arms in front of her and commented: "Both body and mind are too different. Without that big rune, even the Homeless Knight can beat him...ah, it's over."

On the opposite side, the battle is coming to an end.

King Arthur held the sword in both hands and launched a violent attack like a storm. Greg hurriedly waved the golden ax to parry, but he was unable to do anything.

Clang! The platinum giant sword directly chopped away the golden giant ax with a delicate slash. Seeing his dependent weapon spinning and flying into the sky at high speed, Greg screamed and waved his left arm. The dragon's head breathed out flames while opening its mouth wide and biting fiercely at King Arthur.

But the big hand covered with silver-white heavy armor grasped the dragon's chin, not caring about the wash of the dragon's breath flames.

King Arthur grabbed the dragon's head with his right hand and pulled hard. Greg was staggered and his left arm was forced to straighten.

"You, you want... no! Stop!" Greg shouted in panic: "This dragon belongs to me! My -"

Click!

The sword rises and falls! King Arthur's platinum giant sword cut off Greg's left arm at shoulder level, and blood immediately spurted out.

Greg let out an earth-shattering scream, covered the broken part of his shoulder and collapsed on the ground, wailing continuously.

King Arthur casually threw the left arm of the dragon head that had lost all its vitality and breath to the side, and it turned into little bits of light and returned to Heather's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Greg's wailing was full of grief and anger. He had just obtained the power of the dragon and thought he could rely on it to realize his long-cherished wish. Unexpectedly, a group of outsiders ruined his dream.

hateful! Damn foreigners!

Heather covered her ears. This guy's screams were really harsh. She walked over and carefully looked at the slightly twitching faded limbs on Greg's body.

Qishi squatted on the ground and studied the dragon head and severed arm for a while, and then Shi Shiran walked to Heather:

"The dragon's neck and his severed arm are combined very roughly but effectively, just like using a welding gun to forcibly weld the half-remaining mobile phone and the bicycle together, and then the bicycle has all the functions of the mobile phone."

"A very vivid metaphor, dear."

"But there is one thing that I don't understand about His Majesty Greg's strength enhancement." Qishi raised his doubts.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Heather asked curiously.

Even Greg's continuous wailing has dropped by 90%. Although he is still screaming, you can see that he tilts his head slightly as if he is eavesdropping.

"Since His Majesty Greg can reattach limbs at will, why doesn't he reattach Rune Bear's arm?"

The rune bear Qishi mentioned was a huge beast that she and Heather encountered while traveling in Nimgofu these days. It looks very similar to a bear on Earth, but its size and strength are ridiculously strong. Its forelimbs are extremely strong, and its body structure is more like an orangutan than a bear.

According to her speculation, the Rune Bear was much more powerful than the Homeless Knight. If it were to be put into a duel with the King of Limbs in the city of Stonewell, the latter would most likely be hung up and beaten.

"Hiss... right?" Hearing the question, Heather looked at Greg and nudged him with her toes: "I'm asking you, why?"

Unexpectedly, Greg's screams were even more pitiful and louder than before, and they were full of sorrow and pain, making those who heard them cry.

"They can't beat them! My army can't beat them!"