Chapter 172 Lord Okmiren
Although she couldn't say she had experienced a lot, Vivian still felt that her life was a failure.

Vivian doesn't want to die, but when she encounters a dragon, it's not a question of whether she wants to die or not.

It doesn't matter who is with you, as it is always better than facing it alone.

But when Mu Hua decided to surrender to the monster, the contract had not yet been signed. Mu Hua's humble look made Vivian feel even more like a failure in her life.

When Mu Hua threw an unknown potion to the dragon, his humble expression became even more intense. The originally steady man now blinked his eyes and acted cute, as if waiting for the dragon's praise.

"Dog, go first." Vivian saw Mu Hua say to his demon follower in a very gentle tone.

The hellhound, which had been baring its teeth and ready to fight to the death, slowly retreated.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters, Mu Hua's cheeks became a little stiff as he smiled.

The dragon, who had no emotions to begin with, hung his head stiffly and ignored the dog.

Silence, in the silent environment of the boneyard, Mu Hua's breathing was slow and quiet, his eyes fixed on the dragon's mouth and nose.

He was afraid that the dragon would suddenly attack, but he seemed even more afraid that something more terrifying would come out of the dragon's mouth and nose.

The purple magic pattern spread upward from Mu Hua's neck. Vivian, who was originally filled with disgust, suddenly found that the atmosphere around her seemed to have changed.

Mu Hua was very quiet, and the magic dragon was also very quiet. Compared with the magic patterns that appeared on Mu Hua's face, after swallowing Mu Hua's potion, the death fog on the magic dragon's body seemed to gradually fade away.

"Lord Okmilon?"

"Lord Okmilon?"

Mu Hua called softly, as if testing her, his voice full of the tenderness between lovers.

The dragon was still calm, as still as a sculpture, but the mist of death on its surface was becoming thinner and thinner, so thin that one could clearly see the dragon's body hidden under the mist.

The body of the evil dragon is thick and dry, like a petrified ancient tree. The rough skin where the dragon scales have fallen off is devoid of any vitality. The withered tendons outline deep grooves on the body, making the muscles and tendons on the entire dragon body clearly defined.

Vivian felt her waist tighten, and in this strange atmosphere, Mu Hua pulled Vivian into his arms.

"Ah!" Vivian screamed subconsciously and found that Mu Hua had held her waist with one hand.

The Purgatory Warhorse is summoned, and the agile Purgatory Warhorse appears on the back of the Centipede Death Scythe.

"Lord Okmillen?" Another gentle inquiry.

"Give it to me, kill it!" The gentle inquiry suddenly turned into a neurotic shout. Mu Hua's shout made Vivian shiver subconsciously.

Climbing onto the horse, the surrounding scenery quickly flew back. Vivian was dazedly held in Mu Hua's arms, face to face, and the two embraced each other in a very ambiguous posture. Vivian felt the ups and downs of the warhorse as it galloped.

"Kill!" A low shout was heard. Wei Wei'an's sight just happened to see the motionless dragon. At this moment, the terrifying knights surrounding the dragon suddenly launched an attack on it.

"Ah?! Mu Hua, you..." Vivian was shocked.

"Damn it! I've been through so much trouble, not just to become a follower of the devil!" It was an extremely vulgar curse.

The Infernal Warhorse fled madly, crossing a hundred meters in an instant, and continued to gallop without stopping, continuing to widen the distance between itself and the dragon.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!~~" With dull sounds, dragon spears, giant swords, battle axes, a group of terrifying knights used various heavy weapons to chop at the body of the dragon.

Even riding on war horses, the Terror Knights still looked insignificant, because they were facing a dragon that was tens of meters tall and over thirty meters long.

It was just like a group of ordinary people standing at the foot of a building, and these terrifying knights, like a group of thugs who smashed and demolished things, attacked the dragon.

"Ang~~!" The attack of the Terror Rider was like turning on a switch. The fog on the dragon's body dissipated, and it raised its head and roared.

"Boom! Boom~!" The dragon claws slapped and the dragon tail swept across, and dozens of terror riders were scattered in the attack.

In a blink of an eye, the magic dragon seemed to go crazy. It ignored the fleeing Mu Hua and started to counterattack the terrifying knight beside it by hammering its head and sweeping its tail, jumping, smashing and hitting.

"Mu Hua, you...what did you do? What did you feed the dragon?" Vivian hugged Mu Hua's waist and back tightly like a sloth, curled up in Mu Hua's arms, and looked out from Mu Hua's neck, looking at the crazy dragon in the distance.

"The undead don't eat! Exclusive recipe! Great stuff!" The humble expression turned into a ferocious one. Apart from that, Mu Hua's eyes flashed with excitement and madness.

That's right, a magic potion with a unique formula and added ingredients. After adding the Philosopher's Stone to the magic potion, Mu Hua fed the magic dragon Ockmillen a tube of something that looked like the magic mist of the abyss.

What is the most powerful killing weapon? Vast magic power? Blood that can transform into trolls and titans? Divine weapons and sharp blades? Magic cannon mechas? No, none of them. It's poison.

In terms of pure killing, poison is a very efficient and convenient weapon. This world also has all kinds of horrific toxins and poisons, not to mention the large-scale disasters and deaths. Some poisons can kill even the most powerful people.

It's just that poisons like that are usually hard to collect and can cause a lot of chain reactions, just like Mu Hua's deteriorated magic potion. He believes that this is definitely not his patent, because demons know the Philosopher's Stone, and he doesn't believe that demons can't make something similar to the Abyss Mist. Moreover, this thing is highly diffusive and easily absorbed by living things. Not to mention that if you don't throw it well, you will be affected, and others don't have his Burning Source Furnace.

Even if there is a potion master who can refine this kind of thing, how to collect it is a problem. The most likely possibility is that the magic mist that is refined has already spread before it is collected and is absorbed by the potion master himself.

A powerful weapon, a powerful weapon that was almost forgotten by Mu Hua. It was originally just an attempt. Mu Hua was even prepared for the abyss magic fog to spread like a virus.

But unexpectedly, this silly dragon would actually catch it with his mouth.

The potion refined by the Burning Furnace came with a 'packaging', so if the dragon had really swallowed the potion, nothing would have happened. But it actually tore up the 'packaging'.

Mu Hua couldn't be sure how much Abyss Mist would be emitted by that tube of 'deteriorated' magic potion. He couldn't afford to mess with that thing and had never tested it. After making it, he had always thrown it in the corner of the storage space.

But since the packaging has been torn and nothing has leaked out, it seems that the dragon's huge body is enough to absorb the magic mist beautifully.

When the dragon was in a daze, Mu Hua felt that this guy was quickly turning into a "lunatic".

When the death mist on the dragon's body dissipated, Mu Hua estimated that this should mean that it had lost the ability to cast spells.

"Aren't you going to become a demon?" The sudden change made Vivian a little stunned.

"Follow the devil? Haha, it's impossible for me to follow the devil. I haven't enjoyed myself enough. I have never had a love relationship in my life. Who wants to be a follower of the devil who is hated by everyone! Damn it, it actually wants me to be a lich!" Mu Hua laughed wildly and shouted, releasing the suppressed fear in his heart.

"You're still a virgin." Vivian hasn't recovered from the shock brought by the dragon yet, and seems a little crazy.

"Never having been in a relationship is not the same as never having slept with a woman." Mu Hua rubbed Vivian's head. As his head shook, Vivian's silly expression gradually returned to normal.

"Bah! Dirty!" Vivian cursed.

"Haha, it's dirty so be it. Come on, you leave first." The battle in the rear made the earth shake frequently. Mu Hua suddenly stopped his horse, and got off the horse while holding Vivian.

Re-mark the teleportation coordinates of the courtyard key, open the portal, and urge Vivian to leave.

"What about you?" Vivian's heart tightened inexplicably.

"Me? I want to try to deal with it!" Mu Hua was looking at the mad dog-like dragon hundreds of meters away, with madness and excitement flashing in his eyes.

Mu Hua summoned the blind ravens again and let them scatter in all directions to conduct high-altitude reconnaissance as far as possible.

Yes, do it. A dragon that has turned into a psychotic one. It would be a shame not to do it. Such an opportunity doesn't come every year.

"You're crazy! Let's go! The dragon will kill you with one breath." Vivian pushed Mu Hua.

"Don't pull it. Look, the death mist on it has dissipated. It can no longer cast spells, and I doubt it can breathe out." Mu Hua pushed Vivian.

"The breath isn't magic! Can't cast spells? Even without casting spells, the dragon is still a catastrophic monster!" Vivian was anxious.

"Haha, if it knew how to vomit, it should have done so a long time ago. What a stupid disaster. Look, it will only attack enemies that are close to it first."

"Hahahaha, a dragon dares to come out and wander around without a knight." Mu Hua pointed at the dragon from a distance and laughed.

Every time the dragon exerted its strength, it would cause an earth-shaking movement. Its figure shuttling short distances was like a flash of light. However, at this time, some terrifying knights had already abandoned their horses and climbed onto the dragon's body.

Whether it is the evil dragon, the demon dragon, the giant dragon, or even the Leviathan, they do have very powerful bodies, but they are also huge in size.

The magic dragon has the roots of an evil dragon. Penetrating, cutting, and destroying magic are all natural characteristics of dragon teeth and dragon claws. Their bodies are naturally extremely aggressive.

There are dragon knights in this world, and the so-called dragon knight is not simply a knight who relies on the power of dragon beasts.

Or just the opposite, more often than not, the knight is actually protecting the dragon beast.

Just like the Terror Knight who is climbing onto the dragon's body at this moment, at times like this, it is usually the Dragon Knight who cleans up those enemies that the dragon finds difficult to attack.

A dragon without a knight, without the cooperation of its own kind, and especially without the ability to cast spells, cannot shake off the terror knights on its back. It can only withstand the attacks of those terror knights again and again.

"What... did you do to this dragon?" After a brief observation, Vivian asked in surprise.

"Oh, I've already told you, it's an exclusive formula. My brother is a professor, a professor of Potions!" As Mu Hua said this proudly, the smile on his face gradually faded.

The evil dragon Okmiron was in a very miserable state. At this moment, it was like a terminally ill dragon. It had lost its flying magic and the death fog. Its dragon wings, which were like dead branches, could not even fly.

But Mu Hua gradually discovered that the Terror Knight seemed unable to cut it. Even without dragon scales, the Terror Knight's sword and axe would hardly inflict a wound on the dragon, not to mention that the dragon seemed to have the ability to regenerate.

That’s right, regeneration. Unlike the Terror Rider, its regeneration seems to no longer rely solely on the breath of death to repair the body.

(End of this chapter)