Raise Joan of Arc to be an empress, then discard her.

"How could they be so direct! Shouldn't they be a little gentler with someone who's about to die?!"

Aaron didn't bother to deceive Igorius at all. His ability did work, but the problem was that, in addition to Dastro, the entire surrounding area was also doused with black liquid. The scene was spectacular, but Igorius's method of fire attack was also ineffective.

Lighting a fire in a place filled with gasoline is tantamount to setting yourself on fire. Whether the fire will reach the other party is unknown, but you certainly won't be able to escape. It's hard to say whether Igorius's ability actually had a positive effect.

Furthermore, Aaron was actually quite skeptical about the effectiveness of fire attacks. He knew very well that if the fire wasn't powerful enough...

Aaron looked at Dastro, who was covered in blades, and thought that flames could only enchant him.

However, the fire attack plan was completely unworkable, but the black liquid did have an effect on Dastro.

Putting aside the psychological attack, the black liquid, besides being corrosive, also seemed to be toxic. Because Dastro faced the black rain directly, his eyes were in so much pain that he couldn't open them and he was temporarily blinded.

Out of pain, he frantically picked up the blade from the ground, intending to kill Reinhardt, but he ignored the fact that the blade was covered in black liquid. Dastro picked up the blade and threw it forward, but the blade slipped right out of his hand.

Aaron felt the situation was somewhat delicate. Igorius's abilities seemed useless, yet somehow useful, only the effects weren't what he expected...

Especially when he stared at the blind Dastro, a bold idea popped into his head: maybe now he really had a chance to deal with him.

“Nev…Nev can breathe fire too…!” Neve jumped around trying to get Aaron’s attention.

Aaron patted Neve's little head, but ignored her words and gripped his longsword again.

Aaron realized that this was indeed an opportunity, so he no longer hesitated, his whole body sprang up, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Dastro like a huge stream of light.

Despite being unable to open his eyes due to the excruciating pain, Dastro still heard the whistling wind. Without turning around, he simply swung his arm to block the knife.

Aaron did not dodge, but instead turned his blade and slashed at Dastro's back, which was also a weak point.

But suddenly the blades on Dastro's back became denser, forming a defensive wall of blades. Aaron struck Dastro's back, but didn't feel like he had hit a weak point at all. Instead, he felt like he was fighting against dozens of longswords at the same time. Dastro's body was protected by the blades so tightly that he couldn't cut through them at all.

In this extremely short time, the blades on Dastro's body grew longer and more numerous, becoming increasingly dense. Soon, his body was covered with blades, and in Aaron's eyes, he looked like a hedgehog.

This was originally a very dangerous situation, but Aaron suddenly realized another problem.

Dastro looks like an animal.

To be precise, Dastro is like a mythical beast.

The more Aaron thought about it, the more reasonable the idea seemed.

Previous information told him that Dastro was a member of the indulgent faction within the Church of Love, so Aaron had always assumed that Dastro possessed the blessings of the Church of Love. No matter what abilities Dastro displayed, Aaron attributed it to the blessings of the Church of Love.

But now he finds that if he tries to associate his abilities with the Church of Love, it feels far-fetched and there are some inexplicable aspects, but if he tries to associate them with the Church of Nature, everything seems to make sense.

At the same time, another question was on his mind: as a cult that split off from the Church of Eros, the Libertarians should have lost the ability to bless their members after the split, so how did they maintain the development of their talent pool?

This wasn't because Aaron genuinely cared about their talent development, but because he realized that as long as the Church of Eros wasn't a training ground for the permissive faction, they would have to absorb talent from other churches if they wanted to maintain their talent pool.

Upon closer examination, this becomes clear that it's an inevitable consequence of cults that have broken away from the church. For cults, the type of blessings members possess is unimportant; what matters is whether they agree with the cult's ideology.

Therefore, when Aaron looked at Dastro again, he was convinced that Dastro was the possessor of nature's blessing.

Despite the strict control over the blessing system in the Kingdom of Dok, it is still impossible to guarantee that the blessed will not betray. Those who betray are called traitors, and both the church and the kingdom will issue arrest warrants for them. At this time, extremist organizations become a haven for traitors.

Yes, that explains everything. Dastro's behavior is like that of a mindless beast, and Dastro also fits Aaron's stereotype of a nature-blessed being.

What kind of spirit beast is Dastro?

Covered in sharp blades, it should be a hedgehog, right? No, no, no, spirit beasts cannot be distinguished by simple animal common sense. Although Aaron is not a spirit beast expert, he has his own experience. He searched his mind carefully for a while and actually found a corresponding spirit beast.

“Corpse Dragon,” Aaron suddenly said.

Aaron looked at Dastro and said with certainty, "Your blessing is the Corpse Dragon."

Dastro was visibly taken aback, then after a moment, he actually laughed: "You actually found out?"

Dastro began to slowly stretch his body. Because of the many blades on his back and the great pressure, he even gave up walking upright, bent over, and started walking on all fours.

Logically speaking, modern humans who are used to walking upright are not very comfortable crawling, but Dastro seems to have no problem with this at all. He is like an ancient beast that has wandered out of nature into the city.

Not only that, the blades on his body moved like bone spurs, as if his body was not made of flesh and blood, but a lump of white mud. He said with a ferocious expression, "Now I'm going to tell you that I am not just a person who has received the blessings of nature, but I also have the enhancement of the cult's rituals."

He grinned at Aaron, his eyes, red from injury, suddenly widening and burning with flames like those of a ghostly lamp: "Dragon's Might!"

Without warning, a piercing pain shot straight into Aaron's head. Aaron felt as if he had been hit on the head with a club. At the same time, Dastro charged straight at him.

"Wake up!" someone shouted behind him again.

Aaron felt another punch coming from behind. Although it hurt a lot, Aaron managed to wake up.

In a split second, he gripped the hilt of the sword, thrusting it into the ground. Then, using the sword as a fulcrum, he flipped upside down, dodging the attack like a nimble acrobat.

Aaron dodged very well, but the blades on Kestro's body were too dense, and his ribs were still cut, leaving a long bloody scratch.

After his body flipped over, Aaron couldn't stop retreating, but he didn't dare to be careless. Risking the tearing of his wounds, he continued to fly backward until he realized that Dastro hadn't caught up. He was still half-blind and had only launched an attack based on his location.

He breathed a sigh of relief and stumbled backward, when suddenly he felt a soft figure hug him from behind: "Don't fight him anymore! Let's run!"

Aaron looked up at the completely enraged Dastro and realized that if he ran away now, others would suffer. Even if he were a judge on his first day, he would not do such a thing. Moreover, with Igorius and Reinhardt both down, he was not confident that he could take them away.

The superhuman's physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people, and the pain was quickly suppressed.

Neve realized she couldn't persuade Aaron, so she turned to him and said, "You can't fight him like that! You can't beat him with a sword!"

Aaron was somewhat dazed at this moment. When he heard Neve's words, he only had one thought in his mind: how could he hurt her without a sword? Should he bite her with his teeth or scratch her to death with his claws?

Seeing Aaron's dazed expression, Neve panicked, tears welling up in her eyes. She finally blurted out her thoughts:

"How strange! Your ability is clearly not this at all, so why do you always fight with a sword!"

"What do you mean?" Aaron was bewildered.

Neve jumped onto Aaron's neck: "If you don't know how, let me teach you! You take me into battle!"

Aaron found it amusing; Neve actually knew how to fight? He told Neve to stop fooling around and pulled her off his neck, but Neve kept struggling.

"He's a dragon! You should fight him like a dragon! Only a dragon can understand his weaknesses, and you should fight him like a dragon! Why can't you understand!"

Fight him like a dragon? Aaron was momentarily confused. He was human; how could he fight him like a dragon? What was Neve talking about? He couldn't understand a word she was saying.

Forget it, he couldn't understand what they were saying or doing anyway. Aaron didn't care about any of that. He just wanted to pull Neve off him. But for some reason, the more Aaron grabbed, the slipperier Neve became. It was as if Neve's back was slippery and he couldn't hold on to her no matter how hard he tried.

Aaron was stunned, thinking it was something Neve was carrying on her back. He tried to grab Neve by changing his approach, but Neve struggled even harder. In the struggle, Aaron grabbed the black robe Neve was wearing and ripped it off her body.

Now Aaron finally saw what he was holding. It was a huge tail that was completely attached to Neve's body. The tail swayed as Neve struggled, which was why Aaron felt that his hand was wet and slippery and he couldn't hold on to it.

And that tail looks a lot like a dragon's tail.

Chapter 206 You are a Dragon

Aaron was stunned.

At the same time, Neve shouted:

"You are a dragon! You are clearly a dragon! Why are you afraid of the dragon's might! Why don't you fight like a dragon! You are clearly a dragon! You are a dragon!!!"

What is a dragon?

"Black dragons are the most common and numerous type of dragon."

Is it the most common?

Aaron was somewhat disappointed. Just like young people always hope to have the most special and coolest abilities, Aaron had also had such fantasies. When he reached the blessing stage, this expectation turned into the hope that the blessing he would receive would be cool and awesome. However, it seems that his blessing is just the most common type.

Seeing that Aaron seemed to have misunderstood her, Neve said:

"Black dragons are the most numerous among our dragon race because they are one of our ancestors. The black dragon ancestor was very powerful, so his descendants are all over our dragon race. Because all black dragons' bloodline comes from the ancestral dragon, the bloodline of black dragons is very pure; they are pure-blooded dragons!"

"Oh, I see. It seems that although my blessing may not be special, it must be fine in terms of 'bloodline'. He heard that bloodline is very important to the dragon race, which sounds good. At least the black dragon is a blessing that is absolutely infallible."

"Don't underestimate the Black Dragon. Besides the Proto-Dragon, the largest dragon in the history of our dragon race was born among the Black Dragons! Legend has it that its wings were enough to cover the sky! It is said that on the day it fell, the sky was as dark as if the sun had disappeared from the sky! Because of its enormous size, it fell directly into the sea from the sky and fell for three days and three nights before it stopped! It is a powerful creature that only exists in legends!"

"You clearly possess the same power as a pure black dragon, you should fight like a black dragon! Not with your sword!"

It sounded like crazy advice, but Aaron actually nodded and took Neve's suggestion.

Joy appeared in Neve's eyes as she said to Aaron, "Alright, the first step is to drop the sword and fight!"

This suggestion was even more outrageous than the last one, but Aaron didn't even glance at it, instead planting his sword in the ground and aiming it at Dastro, whose body was covered in blades.

Many people believe that swordsmen cannot fight without their swords, but that is a misunderstanding. At least in Lucerne, there is a saying: a sword saint is a master of weapons, and a master of weapons is a master of physical combat!

Aaron really went in with his bare hands. An ordinary person would feel fear or have no way to fight against Dastro, who was covered in blades. But Aaron still managed to move by relying on muscle memory. He didn't foolishly confront the blades head-on. Instead, he used methods such as grabbing and striking with his palms to block or deflect the blades.

Although Dastro was temporarily blind, his strength and defense were still unmatched. Although he could only counterattack, each counterattack pierced Aaron's body. Aaron had also abandoned his greatest reliance, the "sword," so he was in a sorry state, looking worse than before. If it weren't for his rich combat experience and the fact that he had returned from the gates of hell several times, he would have been dead long ago.

Anyone familiar with martial arts would realize that Aaron had exhausted all his strength to hold out this long, but Neve anxiously shouted to Aaron from behind:

"No! You're fighting like a human! You're a dragon! You should fight like a dragon!"

Dragons? How should dragons fight? As Aaron was pondering this, Neve couldn't wait any longer. She put her hands on the ground and lay down like a dragon, demonstrating to Aaron herself.

Aaron's golden pupils flickered for a moment, and then he actually followed Neve's example, putting his hands on the ground and lying down.

Standing in front of Aaron, Dastro felt that Aaron's demeanor had changed, and he frowned.

“That’s right, that’s it! You should attack him with your claws and teeth!” Neve began to demonstrate the movements to Aaron again. Like a dragon, she rushed towards a rock in front of her and tore at it with her claws and teeth, sparks flying from the rock.

Aaron had no claws or teeth, but he did it anyway. He imagined himself as a dragon, his fingers as claws, and lunged at Dastrom like Neve lunged at the boulder.

His explosiveness and jumping ability were superior to Neve's. Dastro only heard a whoosh of wind before Aaron had already jumped onto Dastro. For a moment, Dastro had the illusion that he was not facing a human, but a beast that would devour its prey, and that the beast would pounce on him and bite his neck.

Dastro clearly possessed instincts comparable to those of a wild beast; the moment Aaron leaped forward, Dastro had already placed his blade in front of Aaron.

Dastro couldn't see Aaron's figure clearly, but based on his intuition, he paused on his blade, knowing that his prediction was correct. He smiled, flipped the blade, and instinctively thrust it diagonally upwards, aiming directly at Aaron's face. The distance between them was too close, and there was no time to dodge. Aaron watched helplessly as the blade came toward him, with no way to avoid it.

At that moment, Aaron felt his blood boil, and his animal instincts took over. He instinctively tried to block with his hand, but Dastro let out a low growl. The blade moved forward without any hindrance, as if he had already anticipated the sight of the blade piercing his body.

The blade pushed in half an inch before stopping, but Dastro's expression changed. He didn't get any pleasure from piercing flesh; he felt as if he was piercing a steel plate, not flesh. If he could see, he would see a black, ferocious dragon claw gripping the blade tightly, preventing it from advancing even an inch further.

Dastrom tried to draw his sword and strike again, but Aaron had already jumped off Dastrom, panting heavily.

Aaron was no less surprised than Dastro. The dragon claw did not appear out of thin air. When the black dragon scales covered his entire palm, he felt the pale green spiritual power surging through his body. For the first time, the green spiritual power was more dominant than the white spiritual power, becoming the master of the spiritual power in Aaron's body.

“This is…my natural blessing…” Aaron murmured.

Dastro raised his half-blind eyes and looked in the direction where Aaron was. This time, a look of resentment appeared on his face.

Despite his blindness, he could still sense the change in Aaron. He hadn't become like a wild beast, but rather something similar to himself. This similarity disgusted him, and a wild savagery surged through his mind. He now wished he could break Aaron's bones and crush his body.

“That’s right, that’s how it is! That’s how dragons fight!” Neve shouted, overjoyed to finally see Aaron show his “dragon” side.

“Keep fighting like a dragon!” Neve shouted at Aaron.

Fighting like a dragon, Aaron lay down again, recalling the dragons he had seen. He immediately thought of the giant dragons he had encountered on the battlefield, and his golden eyes blazed with light. At the same time, Dastro raised his head again, revealing his bloodshot dragon eyes, swollen from his injuries.