Chapter 84 Come Out, Du Lu
Immediately after, the eyes of every black-clothed person lost their luster, and their eyes became pitch black.
The black combat aura on their bodies also became stronger.
They threw themselves at him like they did not care about their lives.
In the distance, old Morgan let out a wail and knelt on the ground in pain.
"Give up resisting and follow me."
The figure in the black fog let out a bewitching voice.
"You will get everything you want."
Looking at the ferocious faces pouncing on him.
Joelson sighed softly and said in a low voice, "Come out, Du Lu."
The black-clothed men who rushed over were about to enter within three meters of Joelson.
Joelson looked as if he had given up resisting.
Leas covered her mouth in horror.
Beard sighed bitterly. "It's over. It's all over."
The man in the black fog looked down on his appearance, but he could imagine the smug look on his face.
Suddenly, the wind blew.
It was a hurricane.
The terrifying air pressure pressed down on the ground. A dozen men in black were blown back like scarecrows and fell heavily to the ground.
Everyone raised their heads with difficulty in the hurricane.
They only saw a fiery red shadow slowly rising from behind Joelson.
Its huge body was very ferocious and its power was terrifying.
When that pair of golden-red eyes that were like lava coldly stared at everyone, everyone's heart subconsciously trembled.
Beard fell to the ground and began to stutter.
"Dragon... fire dragon!"
Beard felt that what he had experienced in the past few days was enough for him to brag to others for the rest of his life.
Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to survive.
Leas' eyes were filled with admiration and hope.
That's right! She had almost forgotten.
Young Master Joelson.
But he raised a dragon!
Old Morgan lay on the ground and stared blankly at the terrifying creature in the sky.
He suddenly felt that the son he had watched grow up was a little strange.
The figure in the black fog stopped laughing the moment the dragon appeared.
It was like a duck being strangled, unable to make any sound.
At this time, the men in black who had controlled their hearts with the dark power rushed forward again.
Joelson did not even look at them.
Du Lu himself knew what to do.
The ferocious huge mouth spat out raging flames and circled around Joelson.
Soon, only a circle of charred black and smelly marks were left around Joelson.
Not even corpses and bones were left behind.
The figure in the black fog trembled violently.
Holding back his fear, he said forcefully, "Hehe, so it's only a level eight giant dragon. Joelson Edward, you're lucky this time. I'll still..."
Before the figure in the black fog could finish his words, Du Lu waved his huge dragon claw impatiently.
The terrifying power was wrapped in blazing flames. Although it seemed slow, it was actually very fast.
The figure had no time to dodge.
The black fog made the sound of wood being thrown into the firewood pile. Layers of black fog were peeled off, revealing a short and skinny figure hidden within.
There was also a pale and frightened face.
"How is this possible?! How can he be so strong?!"
That person screamed in disbelief.
The dragon's body had 30% ancient fire dragon bloodline, and Du Lu had won three matches in the Dragon God Arena. How could an ordinary fire dragon be compared to him?
The person exposed in the black fog could not even run away in front of Du Lu.
He was about to die under the dragon's sharp claws.
Suddenly, Joelson said, "Wait."
Du Lu stopped moving.
That person suddenly half-knelt on the ground. The cold sweat on his forehead fell like rain, and he panted heavily.
Facing the terrifying dragon's sharp claws, he could not resist the threat of death. His knight's heart was about to collapse.
"Undo the poison on my father's body," Joelson said faintly.
That person laughed strangely and said, "There's no way to undo the seed of darkness. Even if there is, I can't tell you unless you're willing to join me..."
"Forget it."
Joelson shook his head and interrupted that person's words. He said casually, "Du Lu, continue."
The moment he finished speaking.
Peng!
The entire ground seemed to tremble.
Everyone was stunned.
When Du Lu raised his claws.
There was only a disgusting pile of meat on the ground, bleeding profusely.
A level 8 knight, an expert of the dark church with a strange aura.
He died so easily?!
However, Joelson seemed to have done a very small thing.
He glanced at Du Lu and signaled for it to go back.
Du Lu did not seem to be enjoying himself. This opponent was a little too weak. It had not even aroused its desire to fight yet.
It let out a low roar.
The huge dragon's figure circled twice in the sky and slowly disappeared from sight.
To old Morgan and Beard, everything that had happened just now seemed like a dream.
Even the two children that Leas had been protecting were stunned.
"Brother, you summoned a dragon, right?"
The girl asked in a low voice.
The little boy, Vernal, shook his head in a daze.
Joelson walked towards old Morgan. His tightly furrowed brows had yet to completely relax.
Although the people from the dark church were dead, The trouble was still there and had not been resolved.
He had seen with his own eyes old Morgan wailing in pain when that person was controlling the Dark Warriors of Death.
If he had not guessed wrongly, there was a similar thing in his body.
Moreover, Joelson had never understood.
How did the Dark Church find him?
Why did they want to use his family to coerce him?
Did they simply want him to join them?
"Lord Joelson!"
Beard jumped up and greeted him excitedly. He greeted Joelson respectfully.
A few months ago, he had personally tested the boy's magic talent. A few months later, he had become a very powerful tier 6 mage and knight. He even had a giant dragon!
This was even more legendary than the story sung by Beard!
I've also seen a giant dragon and successfully survived!
Beard couldn't help but want to shout this out.
Joelson nodded slightly at him and walked forward to help old Morgan up.
"Father."
Joelson looked at old Morgan's pale face, his eyes filled with worry and guilt.
All of this happened because of him.
And for him, old Morgan had killed his current wife with his own hands.
Old Morgan forced a smile and comforted him, "Joelson, don't worry about me. I'm fine. I feel fine. As long as I rest well for a few days, your father will be as strong as a lion again."