CHAPTER 332: CHAPTER 25: DRAGON SLAYER

"The contest is about to be decided,"

Losa suddenly remarked.

At this moment, in the arena, the beast battle had reached its final deadly stage. The horn of the unicorn rhinoceros carved a deep gash into the unprotected belly of the barbaric dragon, even causing internal organs to slip onto the ground.

Yet, in the face of such injury, the barbaric dragon still fiercely gnawed at the unicorn rhinoceros’ nape, seemingly ready to perish together.

The crowd let out excited cheers.

The life-and-death struggle between beasts is what most awakens the hidden bestial nature in people’s hearts,

"In the end, the barbaric dragon won. Although it is also aggressive and attacks any beast intruding on its territory indiscriminately during mating season, the unicorn rhinoceros is, after all, a herbivore lacking the courage to perish with its foe."

Obviously, the unicorn rhinoceros was afraid.

It stopped attacking the barbaric dragon and instead tried to turn and flee.

Ultimately, it was knocked over by the barbaric dragon in a fierce collision, biting down on its already bloodied neck with such force that Losa could almost hear a crisp snap in his mind.

The barbaric dragon, after biting the unicorn rhinoceros to death, stood with one foot on its head, raised its head, and let out a deafening roar towards the stands, a roar so overpowering even the audience’s cheers were suppressed.

For a moment, the stands fell into silence.

Some were so frightened they fell and couldn’t stand up for a long time.

Anna remarked curiously, "Impressive, I didn’t expect this dying barbaric dragon to be able to sense there are people outside. Were their shouts too loud, or does a beast’s intuition become more acute as it faces death?"

"Beast’s intuition?"

"Oh, don’t mind me, it’s a new subject I’m researching to summarize the instincts of all predatory beasts."

Losa realized that he, too, had this so-called beast’s intuition.

Anna suggested, "How about it, care to step into the arena and personally finish off this barbaric dragon, solidifying your dragon slayer reputation under the watchful eyes of the people of Constantinople?"

Losa was uninterested: "There’s no need; I don’t care how the people of Constantinople view me."

Though it was a prime opportunity to gather fame, this was Constantinople, not Jerusalem. What use was high renown for a foreigner like him? He had no intention of becoming a "Du Family son-in-law."

"General Losa,"

An authoritative female voice suddenly called out from nearby.

Losa immediately responded, "Your Majesty."

"I’ve heard of your ’dragon slayer’ reputation and wonder if you’d be willing to grant this dying beast a dignified end for me?"

Losa paused in silence.

If it were a real dragon beast, he wouldn’t need Ragaya to speak; he’d be volunteering.

But how was he to explain that the barbaric dragon wasn’t a dragon?

He subconsciously recalled the iconic "medium, large, extra-large" scene.

Seeing Anna’s gloating expression, he stood and said, "Since Your Majesty commands, I naturally won’t refuse."

Secretly, he felt it wasn’t so easy to earn the title of a Limassol Military Zone General.

Leopold kindly reminded, "Be careful; the closer to death an evil beast is, the more dangerous it becomes."

Losa smiled and nodded.

There wasn’t much danger. Although this barbaric dragon was mightier than some dragon beasts, it was ultimately spent, and dealing with it wouldn’t take much effort.

He rose and walked toward the arena.

...

In the arena, the barbaric dragon had already begun to devour the unicorn rhinoceros’ flesh and blood in large mouthfuls.

Though fatally wounded, its will to survive remained tenacious.

Losa’s footsteps caused it to suddenly look back.

Its amber vertical pupils were filled with vigilance, which immediately transformed into excitement.

It could sense the deathly aura surrounding it, knowing that devouring the unicorn rhinoceros would not delay its death.

But the person before it could!

He had the true aura of a dragon, and it was overwhelmingly potent!

It suddenly straightened its chest, its belly torn open by the unicorn rhinoceros, with its organs drooping.

Yet, the desire in its eyes grew ever more intense.

This was when Chelina’s "Execution" talent came into play.

If it were she, a single slide tackle would easily finish the barbaric dragon.

Losa thought so to himself.

In his hand, he gripped a heavy spear used by the Eagle Banner Brigade, and under the influence of "Bloodfall," his Dragon Bloodline flowed rapidly, instantly boosting his attributes in all respects.

Unfortunately, with so many eyes on him, he couldn’t reveal the dragon traits. Otherwise, he could have tested the so-called "Half-Dragon Transformation," a power he had never truly unleashed since acquiring it.

With the crowd’s exclamations, Losa suddenly leaned back, channeling his full strength.

The heavy spear in his hand shot out like a ballista bolt from the city wall, piercing swiftly through one of the barbaric dragon’s eyes.

Pain and blurred vision slowed the barbaric dragon’s movements slightly.

Losa leapt into the air, landing on its smooth back, easily reaching the back of its neck.

He raised the Shining Cross Sword in his hand, assuming an executioner’s stance.

Sensing imminent death, the barbaric dragon struggled desperately, trying to fling Losa off.

The perilous scene immediately elicited screams and cheers from the audience.

The noblewoman previously sympathetic to her husband now expressed deep concern.

The noblewomen of Constantinople had evidently been conquered by Losa’s feats.

Furin sighed disdainfully at those shameless women!

Despite the barbaric dragon’s struggles, Losa’s feet remained firmly planted on its back.

Unmovable as a mountain!

Losa borrowed Prajna’s strength.

Silver light flashed!

The head of the barbaric dragon fell with a thud, its hard bones unable to withstand Losa’s immense strength and the system-forged Treasure.

As the barbaric dragon’s massive body collapsed like a toppled golden mountain and jade pillar,

Losa jumped up, blood-soaked but composed, landing before the barbaric dragon’s head.

Its eyes had already dimmed.

The arena seemed frozen in time.

Soon, there came an unprecedented wave of cheers and screams.

"Dragon Slayer!"

"Losa!"

In the arena, only this chorus remained.

The people of Constantinople, though proud, also admired the strong.

Crown Prince Henry, watching the scene, sourly remarked, "It’s just a dying dragon beast; I could do the same."

From the stands, Furinjira watched the smitten noblewomen, who seemed eager to rush down and tear Losa apart, with displeasure on her face.

"Can’t they see they’re just a bunch of ugly misfits, wanting to bed him? As if they deserve it!"

In Furinjira’s eyes, she matched the Lord best, with Prajna second.

As for Jeanne, she never considered her at all.

In Chelina’s eyes, she never even regarded Jeanne as a woman; she assumed the Lord thought the same.

Wait, there seemed to be another dangerous element!