Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 448 - 97 Two Kinds of People_4

Chapter 448: Chapter 97 Two Kinds of People_4

It was in a better state than the Giant Dragon, only its chest was clawed into a bloody mess. The gem-like red light that was once rolling on its feathers was now rolling on its intact skin. Also, there were remnants of huge fangs’ indentations and holes on its neck, but no blood flowing out.

Although this Giant Dragon wasn’t able to wrestle with someone half the weight of itself, at the last moment, it saw the danger of its master. Therefore it risked its body and got stabbed in the back by a fire crane, pinned to the ground. This heavy injury completely defeated it, didn’t work at all, and it couldn’t stand up again.

Liu was stunned to see despair trickling out of the eyes of this Giant Dragon. For a Beamon or a human, these tears would be like buckets of foot-bathing water spilling out.

The Dragon’s voice choked, and the endless tremor was present in its deep vocal cords.

"Hasel... My Hasel... How... could you... be... so foolish..." Along with the Dragon Knight’s deep words, Liu felt the damp warmth dripping down the arm he had grabbed.

"Sir... I know perhaps... I should not... say this... but can you... let... my Hasel... live..." Dragon Knight Lampard was struggling to squeeze out these difficult words from his throat.

"What do you have to exchange? As you know, a Giant Dragon is a treasure all over." Liu’s words were cold and heartless, but his grip on the arm had loosened much.

"I have a ring in my left hand. After the Demon Clan invaded the Aegean Continent, a ring was left behind. This ring is the "Death Lord’s ring", one of the two relics of the Death Lord that the Holy Vatican possesses. As one of the guardian knights, it happens to be me. This ring has a weird ability. It can transform the creature killed by its owner into a Ring Spirit. As a Holy Knight, I should be able to transform into a good Ring Spirit Knight." Lampard gave a faint smile.

The Golden Giant Dragon, originally powerless and dissipated, suddenly brightened its pupils and let out a low roar from its massive fangs.

"It’s saying if it signs the lowest-level Life Contract with you, would you let its master live." Daisy landed next to Liu and said softly.

Liu knew that the ’it’ Daisy referred to was the Golden Giant Dragon, Hasel Baink.

"Both offers are very tempting! Hmm, which one should I take? The Death Lord’s ring?" Liu smacked his lips, looking intoxicated. He had seen the figure of the Death Lord in several knight novels before, but that guy was apparently quite unlucky, although powerful, he was still annihilated. He had initially thought that the great war between gods and demons ten thousand years ago was somewhat fabricated, but who knew that he would confront a relic of the Death Lord today.

Liu removed the Dragon Knight’s left silver glove with one hand and took off a giant black gold ring from the middle finger that looked like an oversized needle hoop used for darning shoes by his mom. This ring was big enough to cover half of his finger, shaped like a teardrop-shaped small crown. A black epiphyllum pattern mask was engraved on the surface, and through the mask’s eye holes, it seemed like the profound world of death loomed ahead. A strange elemental power was subtly resonating throughout the ring.

Liu had Daisy help him put it on. The moment he wore the ring, the tear-shaped crown ring started to extend on his finger as if it were alive until his left middle finger turned into an iron finger full of peculiar black epiphyllum patterns. In the middle hollow section, only deep black was visible and not his skin. The ring material seemed sturdy, but it did not hinder his finger’s movement at all.

Liu felt it would be better if the ring had a few spikes for attack.

He could feel a unique summoning power, similar to the power of a barrier, calling him to collect a Ring Spirit. This dream-like thought made Liu feel thrilled, then regret.

He regretted not having this ring earlier. If he could tame the Hell Black Dragon as a Ring Spirit, it would have been such a marvelous thing.

"As a Dragon Knight, you must have killed many powerful creatures with your hand. Why did you not summon any Ring Spirit to fight me?" Liu blissfully asked the Dragon Knight up close.

"Even the Pope’s ’Purification’ cannot eliminate the evil power in the Death Lord’s relics. As a Holy Knight guarding such evil items, how could I summon a thoughtless Ring Spirit? No creature should appear in a thoughtless form. Only the Demon Clan can blaspheme life in such a way." Dragon Knight Lampard lowered his head, his voice trembling as he spoke.

"Both of you are begging me, ready to give up your own lives just to ask for a path of survival for the other. Aren’t you afraid that I will go back on my word?" Liu sneered, "Aren’t you afraid that I will kill you first, then slay the Dragon? Keeping a rival in the world is not a good idea."

"If a Beamon priest, admired by the noble Dragon Clan, would do the same, then I have nothing to say." Lampard lifted his head, with some effort, "Noble sentiments and character should not be confined by race, especially for a warrior who can defeat me in a fair fight."