"Another giant dragon."

Standing on the rooftop, Losa squinted into the distance and said in a deep voice, "It looks like it's at least a hundred meters long."

"A hundred meters?"

Everyone's expressions were solemn.

"How big is that?"

Hans murmured, "The Earth Dragon our Knight Order's Grand Master rides is less than ten meters, and in our minds, that's already an enormous beast."

Losa remained calm, "There's nothing to worry about, I'll handle this creature myself."

If this were before the simulation battles, such a colossal giant dragon would have frightened even Losa. After all, even after his True Dragon Transformation, he's not even forty meters long, and the strength of a giant dragon is always proportionate to its size.

But now, this guy seems only about the same size as the Three-headed Demon Dragon, and its strength... Though several dozen kilometers away, Losa is still sure it's not as strong as the Three-headed Demon Dragon.

Because its aura is very mixed, and Losa doesn't believe that Shemir could casually summon an Ancient Dragon, which is much more difficult than reviving an Ancient God.

Is the lord really going to handle this hundred-meter fierce beast on his own?

Isn't that too dangerous?

Hans opened his mouth, intending to dissuade him, but when he saw that no one else was opposing the idea, he realized that the lord's strength was no longer the same as before.

The change is indeed remarkable.

Just a while back, they used to spar together and had quite even matches.

Viviana asked, "This dragon should be much weaker than Mahmud II's Three-headed Demon Dragon, probably only at the level of that Copper-Horned Red Dragon. The captain should be able to deal with it easily with the Dragon Slayer Crossbow."

Losa shook his head, "It's not that easy. Although the Dragon Slayer Crossbow is in my hands, I don't have the corresponding crossbow bolts, as the last one has already been used. Besides, Shemir wouldn't just sit by and watch me shoot down his pet with one arrow."

He hasn't had the chance to test the power of the Dragon Slayer Crossbow yet, and once these trivial matters are settled, he'll definitely need to try it out in the book world.

"Let's go."

Losa leapt off the rooftop and looked at Lavinia, who was holding the Decree Code, "Nia, I'll leave Miss Viviana in your care for now."

Lavinia smiled and nodded, "No problem, leave it to me."

Jeanne teased, "Hey, doesn't it look like I and Candle Knight are a better fit?"

Losa rolled his eyes, "Following you, I'm afraid Miss Viviana's pure nature would be corrupted."

No one knows how the Knight of Radiance, known for her sanctity, became like this and made Viviana, who originally held some "pilgrimage" sentiment, feel a sense of shattered ideals.

At her peak, Viviana's combat power was superb, which Losa estimated to be around just entering the Elite Second Stage. Unfortunately, after arriving in this world, her level reset to zero, her skills locked, and her most powerful Light and Shadow Secret Technique only had mid-to-low-level applications left.

However, Losa had already maxed out her ordinary state level to eighty, and in terms of attributes, she would crush Hans and the Five-Star group from Venezia. Her individual combat strength is quite impressive.

...

Outside the city, Richard the Lionheart and his Forbidden Guard had already arrived early. He was riding a horse, gently tapping the blade of the Broken Steel Sword with his finger, and it produced a pleasant ringing sound.

The high-hung red flag bore a golden lion roaring fiercely.

"Martha, are you sure that even if I draw the Sword in the Stone, I can't kill that Evil Dragon?"

The young Witch hid most of her face under her hood, "Definitely not, Your Majesty. Judging by its size, that Evil Dragon has already reached the level of an Ancient Dragon. I even doubt that even Her Majesty the Queen could deal with it."

Richard, feeling somewhat gloomy, saw the approaching Golden Iris Banner from afar and couldn't help but smile, "Look, our old friend has arrived."

Philip led the way and arrived in front of Richard. He scrutinized Richard, who was dressed in armor, and coldly laughed, "Tsk, it seems that our fearless Lionheart is also flustered by the strength of the Heretics. At the Grand Marshal's mere document, you rushed over here relentlessly?"

Richard retorted sarcastically, "If you hadn't shown up, you wouldn't have the right to mock me."

Philip dismounted, "Not showing up isn't an option. This is the great cause to resist the Heretic Devil, to recover the Alexandria Major Archdiocese, and to liberate the Christians enslaved by the Saracens. As the Christian King, it's my inescapable duty, and naturally, I can't be absent."

Richard snorted coldly, "If you're just here to use your wordplay in front of me, you'd best cut it off here."

"Then let's talk about something real?"

"Hmm."

"I have two Advanced Casters with me."

Richard raised an eyebrow, "What about you?"

Philip quickly shook his head, "I'm not like you. I can't go up and fight that Demon Dragon. If you ask me, this matter should still be dealt with by the Grand Marshal."

Richard frowned, "If he wins, then his position will be unshakable."

Philip chuckled, "It's already unshakable. You and I couldn't do it. Do you expect the Kings of Hungary rushing to get here and the Lords from the Germanic lands? It's time to face reality. Win this Eastern Expedition, gain the prestige and wealth you and I need, and go back to Europe."

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance, with noisy shouts being heard.

"Looks like our Grand Marshal is finally arriving."

In the distance, you could see the elegant Winged Cavalry escorting a Monarch wearing a Golden Mask Helmet, dressed in gold-patterned plate armor, and riding a giant horse galloping forward.

Wherever they passed, the crowd roared.

Philip couldn't help but mutter, "Don't you feel that this guy's presence is even more intimidating?"

Richard sighed lightly, "This guy really makes people feel powerless. Where on earth does his power come from?"

The young Witch interjected, "Don't know, but it certainly doesn't come from a Demonic Potion."

Losa greeted the two Kings and then walked straight to the stage. Baldwin IV did not attend this meeting. Although his condition had stabilized, the long journey had sapped his vigor, and today's matters were actually nothing significant, so Losa didn't ask him to attend.

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

Losa began speaking smoothly, having grown too accustomed to this recently.

Every time he finished a sentence, cheers erupted.

In just the short three days he was asleep, his prestige seemed to have been elevated by a large margin.

This power resembled the Power of Faith the Tree of Life receives.

Losa could feel the strength in his body rapidly swelling.

This strength seemed limitless, continuously increasing in strength.

But as the atmosphere gradually cooled, this strength quickly dissipated like flowing sand.

But as the atmosphere gradually cooled, this strength quickly dissipated like flowing sand.

But as the atmosphere gradually cooled, this strength quickly dissipated like flowing sand.

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