On the battlefield, [ Aluode ] had been circling around the city for a long time with the Blood Corpse troops assigned to him.
Blood Corpse have poor thinking abilities to begin with, and when there are intelligent Blood Corpse nearby, they will simply abandon thinking and choose to blindly follow.
After running back and forth several times, [ Aluode ] was pleasantly surprised to find that most of the Blood Corpse behind him were dead, and he, as the commander, only suffered some minor scratches because he liked to protect his subordinates in front of him.
Looking at the few scattered Blood Corpse following behind him, [ Aluode ] decided to continue with his plan.
He first used a simple roar to command the few remaining Blood Corpse to come in front of him, and then, taking advantage of their inattention, pushed them into the area where the caltrops were located.
With a "plop plop" sound, the insteps of the Blood Corpse were quickly pierced by blood spikes.
Watching the blood-soaked thorns take root and sprout on the Blood Corpse's body, [ Aluode ] also pretended to fall to the side and began to play dead.
Now, it's up to the brothers to do their best.
Above the city walls, Count Bennett met his formidable adversary.
The half-dragon in front of him gave off a very strange feeling. Bennett had seen Dragonborn before, both when he was human and after he fell into the Blood Corpse, but none of them were as bizarre as the Dragonborn in front of him.
The power of dragons is a taboo for humans. Whether it's Blue Dragon, Green Dragon, or the Red Dragon hidden behind this guy, when humans obtain the power of dragons, their rationality will be severely eroded.
The half-dragon in front of him was able to maintain basic thinking ability while in Dragon Transformation, and his fighting style was quite disciplined, completely different from any other Dragonborn he had ever seen before.
Could it be that the dragon that transformed him into this form was extraordinary?
The count was puzzled. He didn't think the dragon would be here, in the White Wax Town behind the city walls. After all, he hadn't sensed any powerful aura at all, and the Dragonborn's nature was always like that of a dragon, completely unaware of the meaning of restraint.
So where did this Dragonborn come from? Is he a mercenary?
Bennett searched his memory but found no trace of a Red Dragon in his former marquisate.
While contemplating, he didn't forget to attack, unleashing another heavy punch, which the half-dragon in front of him raised his arm to block.
With the sound of bones breaking, the half-dragon's arms fell limply to his sides, clearly having been broken in a single blow.
Despite the excruciating pain, he did not lose consciousness; his two-meter-tall body remained standing like an iron tower.
Bennett was already getting impatient looking at the tall, humanoid creature in front of him.
In terms of pure strength, he could take on a dozen or so Dragonborn in front of him, but those guys wielding giant shields and lurking around were just too savage. Those vulture-like beings made it impossible for him to make the slightest mistake, otherwise all that awaited him would be endless elbow strikes until he fell to the ground below the city wall.
Considering his suspicions about the other party's identity, Bennett chose a strategy of superficial negotiation while secretly sowing discord between the humans of the Tree Worship Church and the Dragonborn.
His massive, fleshy hand casually waved twice:
"I have no interest in Dragonborn. You're hired, aren't you? Get out of my way, and I'll spare your life."
The Dragonborn before him remained unmoved; the muscles in his right arm twitched wildly as he tried to raise his hand without any skeletal support.
After several unsuccessful attempts, the half-dragon pointed his clenched right fist at his thigh and began to sway his body to bring his arm closer to his thigh.
Bennett frowned, and upon closer inspection, he noticed something amiss in the half-dragon's hand: the heavily injured half-dragon was still tightly gripping a slender, tubular object in its right hand.
The vampire didn't know what was inside the thin tube, but he instinctively felt that it was not friendly to him.
"Snap."
The thin tube struck the half-dragon's thigh, from which a slender needle sprang out, injecting a crimson liquid, unlike anything Bennett had ever seen before, into the half-dragon's femoral artery.
The count sensed something was amiss, but it was too little time. He only had time to perceive the strange energy contained in the mysterious liquid before losing all sense of it.
After a brief internal struggle, the count decided to retreat and observe the situation.
Just as he manipulated the fleshy arms beside him to change positions and continue fighting, two humans covered in grease pounced on him and grabbed his legs from either side.
The two men, like leeches, clung tightly to the count's legs. Several oily vines emerged from under their clothes, cuffs, and trouser legs, beginning to entwine their bodies with the count's.
"What?"
Bennett was both alarmed and puzzled. What exactly did these people want?
Even if they wanted to start a fire, using themselves as kindling is a bit too much. Aren't they afraid of dying? Or has the Tree Worship Church mastered some new kind of brainwashing technique?
At this moment, the half-dragon in front of him also began to transform. His eyes became bloodshot, his body swelled up again, his limbs stretched to an unnatural length, and he began to roar to the sky:
"Grant me power, great— the Anadrol!!!"
Bennett's pupils constricted sharply—so, this was the true name of the master behind the Dragonborn!
However, why would a dragon include the word "dragon" in its name? It feels as strange as a human being having the name "xx person".
But Bennett had no time to think, because the Dragonborn before him was about to charge!
On the edge of the battlefield, Professor [ Evergreen Tree ] patted [ Dawn Ah ] on the shoulder beside him:
"The results are alright. Remember to take good notes. I have a meeting in real life, so I'm logging off now."
"Okay, teacher."
[ Dawn Ah ] scribbled in the notebook in front of him, noting down the characteristic of uncoordinated limb growth.
" Anadrol " is the second masterpiece from " Steady and Sure Biology Laboratory ". The first product Trenbolone injection, has been improved by the professor into a long-acting injectable. Taking an injection regularly will keep the person in a state of imminent Dragon Transformation, so that there is no need for on-site injection when entering battle.
" Anadrol " is an improved version of the original injection. While it is more potent and takes effect faster, it also puts a greater burden on the body. Therefore, it is best to use it only in critical situations.
[ The Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] was clearly very obedient; just as he was about to be killed by the Earl, he immediately summoned a dragon to possess him without saying a word.
Trenbolone, Anadrol...
The power of the two dragons clashed within [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ], causing him intense pain while simultaneously reshaping his physical body.