Meidanzuo and Aluka fought together, and the scene immediately became extremely hot. The besieging guards didn't even realize that Meidanzuo was only a sixth-level warrior, and he was not at a disadvantage at all. Aluka was injured, and hastily received Amon's astonishingly powerful arrow. Up to now, there is still tearing pain between the chest and ribs, and Medanzuo knows magic and uses it very skillfully.
Mei Danzuo didn't fight like a magician. What he wielded was an epee with a staff as the hilt, integrating all kinds of strange powers into the attack range covered by the sword light, which looked like a A great samurai who has been awakened twice, but his mana is extremely high.
The place where the two fought was swept away by thunder and strong winds. Accompanied by the sound of thunderbolt-like weapons colliding, surges of force were surging and flying, and ordinary warriors could hardly get close. After all, the king's guards were well-trained. When they saw this scene, they formed formations on both sides. Their shields were connected as one and they raised their spears, sealing off the space for Medanzuo to dodge left and right, and only waited for him to show up. If there is a flaw, it is ready to tie it into a hedgehog.
Aluka couldn't stand against Medanzuo. He tried to get rid of the melee between the two of them several times but failed. He just swung his long sword and fought against the entanglement of various divine arts with great strength. Medanzuo's long sword and The short blade's attack gave him almost no chance to fight back.
Mei Danzuo, who had the upper hand, was also frowning secretly. This wounded warrior was still so brave, and he was desperately fighting to the death, so it was impossible to solve it in a short time. After a short period of panic, the surrounding soldiers had already set up their battle formations, and there were quite a few guards rushing out of the camp, and the noise he was about to make was almost the same, and it seemed that he had to be more ruthless. Mei Danzuo put away the short blade in his left hand, stretched out his hand and pulled out two scrolls.
During the fierce battle, he was always paying attention to the movement in the direction of the camp. If he threw out the high-level magic scroll, he would not be able to alert the great magician inside!
Just as he took out the scroll, he swung his sword to force Aluka back a few steps, and his figure also slid to the left, arousing a force to slam into the soldiers formed on one side. It is said that the magical power of the space impact can knock the soldiers in the front row back a few steps. Unexpectedly, a halo flashed through the shields of the soldiers, as if they were connected by an invisible chain. Shocked a step back.
A petite man in a cloak had already walked out of the camp, he waved his staff lightly in his hand, did not speak aloud, but quietly cast divine magic to help the guards fight against Metanzor's power. This person had already seen that after Aluka was injured, he was no match for Medanzuo. It might be possible to stop the assassin with just this big warrior and dozens of guards around him, but it was very difficult to take him down.
Mei Danzuo also knew that the opponent's great magician finally couldn't help but make a move. Judging by this posture, he wanted to capture him alive and interrogate him. He had achieved his goal, and without any hesitation, he waved his hand and unfolded the scroll.
Amon was really willing to spend the money, and gave Metatron two high-level scrolls, one of which was "Flying Wind Blade", which he had used when he met Julian's men chasing him by the Ronnie River. It was a large-scale indiscriminate attack high-level magic. A violent wind suddenly swept around Medanzuo, and countless small air streams were condensed and compressed, like blades shooting out in disorder.
The battlefield where Medanzuo was on didn't have room for such a large-scale attack on the gods. He was fighting with Aluka head-on, and there were guards holding shields on the left and right. He didn't have time to retreat far enough to control the gods. surgery. As expected of being the heir taught by Amon, he used the same technique as Amon in the past. The explosive wind blades attacked him together. No one thought that he would do this.
A blue phosphorescence glowed on the scorpion armor, which was the result of Medanzuo's mana to maximize the defensive effect of this treasure armor. At the same time, he lifted the long sword upside down and half knelt on the ground, sticking the end of the hilt to his forehead As if praying, the smoke and dust rose to form a hazy shield to surround him in the middle, and pieces of fire continued to flash in the smoke and dust, which were caused by the cutting and friction of the wind blade.
Aluka swung his epee wildly and flew back, the sword was shining brightly like a shield shining with silver light in front of him. The great magician in the distance also reacted extremely quickly, chanted a staff and raised his staff, the light and shadow on the shields of the soldiers on both sides distorted, like a translucent invisible wall curtain rising, refracting the flying wind blades.
This defensive technique consumes a lot. The great magician didn't give Mei Danzuo a chance to defeat each one. The formation of the guards on the left and right did not move. It seemed that Mei Danzuo was the only one who suffered. If another scroll hadn't been thrown, and if no other accidents had happened, when the wind blades dissipated, Medanzo would have been caught.
The other scroll that Medanzuo threw was not aggressive, it issued a large-scale information disturbance magic, and the surrounding area was instantly dark, like a thick and insoluble fog that suddenly burst into obscurity, not only invisible to the naked eye, but even The divine detection technique was disrupted in an instant, and no one knew where he was.
Seeing this posture, the great magician realized that Mei Danzuo wanted to run away, and immediately shouted: "No one move around, keep your position!" With a wave of the staff in his hand, a ray of light fell Dispelling the dense fog in front of Aluka, when the ray of light hovered and was about to break through the dense fog in the battlefield layer by layer, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly came from the camp, as if something had been struck by a sharper blade. Cut in half.
At the same time, someone yelled: "There are assassins!" The yell stopped abruptly with a thunderous crash, and then a heavy object seemed to fly out with the sound of the wind, knocking over many things, and then there was a cold The voice said: "If you want the king's life, you should stay still and obey my orders!"
The voice was not loud, and the speaker was also very young. He must have been accompanied by a magic spell of information transmission when he spoke, and everyone inside and outside the camp could hear it clearly. The great magician and Aluka couldn't care about Medanzuo anymore, turned around and rushed back to the camp.
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The magnificent animal skin tent in the center of the camp had fallen down at this moment, and it looked as if it had been split in half by a huge sharp blade. In the courtyard surrounded by curtains in front of the big tent, the large iron stove used for barbecues was also knocked into the air. The curtain was torn down and the two tents in front were knocked down. Distorted.
It turned out to be a person who knocked into the big iron furnace, he was A Fei, the great warrior guarding the king, at the moment, with rust and charcoal dust on his shoulders, he was standing at the door of the big tent with a long sword in his hand, although the door of the tent Long gone.
The courtyard was in such a mess, the front and rear triple tents were also split in half, but the things in the front tent were intact, the king's throne was upright, but there was an extra piece on the table in front of the throne that was split in two On one side of the bed, lay a naked beauty, who was the concubine brought by His Majesty the king, who was shivering in terror, wrapped in a blanket.
The king's guards, palace servants, and two sixth-level magicians all stood on the edge of the fallen tent, but none of them dared to approach. King Lucier was sitting on his throne with a horrified expression on his face, his body was still shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or frozen. Because His Majesty didn't wear any clothes, his bare shoulders and thighs were exposed. The person beside him was quite polite, he tore up half of the bill and threw it to Lucier.
Lucille clutched half of the bed sheet tightly with both hands, as if grabbing a life-saving straw and hugging it in his waist and abdomen. Standing beside him was a young man, wearing the same strange armor as Medanzo, with a sharp short blade in his right hand resting on Lucille's shoulder.
Celia, the king's accompanying great magician, rushed back. She had already realized that the king had been kidnapped, and at first thought she wanted to use the magic of space transfer to take the king back from the assassin's short blade, but she gave up immediately. idea. Because she saw the assassin holding a gray scroll in his left hand, and he was gently twisting it with his fingers, as if it would unfold at any time.
Celia knew the goods, and recognized it at a glance as the legendary storm of destruction! If he fails to hold the king hostage, the assassin trapped in the camp will naturally die, but if he unfolds the scroll with a last-ditch effort, no one here, including the king and Lucia, will survive.
Celia was not sure that she would be able to kill the opponent in one fell swoop before she unfolded the scroll. This assassin could sneak into the vicinity of the king's tent without knowing it, and repel the big warrior Affi with a single shot, which was definitely better than outsiders. That assassin was even harder to deal with. The atmosphere was extremely tense, but Celia calmed down, took a step forward with a staff in her hand and asked, "This strange warrior is so courageous, who are you?"
The assassin smiled with a hearty smile, and his teeth were very white: "You may have heard of my name, my name is Amon, and I am the commander of the An-La Legion of the Eju Empire. The people outside are my personal guards. Long Mei Danzuo. You must still want to ask me why I did this and what conditions I met to release your majesty the king? After hearing my name, I don’t think you need to ask any more! I am for the sake of the relationship between the two countries. I just want to sit down and have a good talk."
Rao is a great sorcerer with deep thoughts, Celia almost lost her footing, and it turned out to be the head of the An-La Legion, Amon, the survivor of the criminals in Duke Town!
At this time, the great warrior Aluka rushed back and shouted: "General Amon, I admire your courage, but do you really think that you can go back alive if you come here alone?"
Amon was still smiling: "Of course I want to go back alive. I thought about it before I came. His Majesty the King will definitely protect me, right?"
This was said to Lucille, and King Hattie also saw the surrounding situation clearly. Although the assassin forced himself with a knife, he was also surrounded by heavy siege. In the hinterland behind this battle line, if he hurt his own life, it would be impossible for him to escape. Lucille also regained his composure a little, and said in a dignified tone as much as possible: "General Amon, I can forgive you for your betrayal." and offensive behavior, but since you are here to pray for peace, you should first lay down your arms and ask for my forgiveness."
He tried to maintain the majesty of a king, but his voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was a little trembling.