HAIL THE KING !
Chapter 122.2: Oh, That's All Fake (2)

Modric this young prince seemed to be very social after seeing Fei, He immediately went to support him. Before this, many people saw Fei directly being hit by six-star master Murphy. There was dust everywhere at that moment and everyone thought this little king was dead. Who could guess, this person's life was even more difficult than the rats in the sewage pipe. Even though he didn't look as good as he did now, he was actually still alive.

Modric supported Fei and stood behind Elder Prince Arshavin.

“Paris, how lucky, it seems, I won this round. ”

Arshavin looked at Paris with a slight smile, lightly exhaling. Finally, this woman who caused him such a headache would not give him any more trouble later.

Papapapapa ~

Paris clapped her hands gently.

This wicked woman surprisingly recovered her composure in the shortest time possible, while clapping her hands gently. He sincerely said with his iconic charming smile, “To be honest, I really didn't expect a dignified Emperor Elder Prince, either, would actually come to such a remote and bitter cold country just for me, even willing to disguise as a lowly warrior.to attack in surprise, You must tell me, should I be honored, or afraid? "

Arshavin could of course hear the sarcasm in this woman's words, but now she was the winner, so she maintained her smile and did not mind at all.

“However, I must admit, this is really a beautiful move! The deaths of these soldiers were precious, at least they confused Murphy's eyes, allowing His Majesty to successfully attack Murphy in surprise, wouldn't that make the remaining warriors survive Will it be a little cold in their hearts? ”

“Paris, many things have progressed to this point, you have to get rid of your little thoughts. Give up on me, work for me, and I won't kill you today. ”

Arshavin still had a faint smile on his face, but these words were extremely domineering, with no room for negotiation.

"Hehe, Your Majesty, I'm afraid you're overconfident in your strength. Although I cannot kill you and the Elder Princess today, but with my current strength, I am still capable of running, right? ”Paris was still calm and smiling, as if chatting with an old friend, and his words were full of provocation and judgment, but he had no meaning in giving up.

“If you choose to escape at first, maybe you will have a chance. But not anymore. ”

Arshavin still had a smile on her face that showed that she had controlled everything. Not knowing when, Knight Captain Romain led the remaining 25 knights and firmly guarded the only stone staircase that descended the mountain. Maybe the sword-killer and the others could hold Arshavin for a few seconds, but after that, if Paris could not push all the knights and Romain and escape down the stone path, it would be impossible for him to escape, then Arshavin will have a chance to kill him by lightning in the next second.

Paris saw this scene and his face changed slightly.

"Sister Tanasha, your luck is truly admirable, if it wasn't for this little King screwing up my plans by accident, maybe the one dying today would be you …"

At this moment, Paris seemed to have accepted her destiny, a peerless beautiful face showing a hint of unwillingness, she said, it was as if he no longer wanted to talk to Arshavin and turned his gaze to the Elder Princess who was quietly standing in front of the crowd. Her tone was sad, as if it was really a little sister complaining to her older sister.

This woman was indeed an evil creature, she frowned and bit her lips, and the trace of sadness in her eyes suddenly made most of the men on the scene feel sympathy for her, she said, wanted to put it on their arms and comfort him.

Elder Princess just slightly smiled, “Indeed, my luck today is better. ”

When the female saint said that, it was the same as acknowledging Fei's significant impact in this battle.

Indeed, Fei was like a stirring stick***, stirring up the plot planned by both sides.

If Fei had not become angry because of his love and forced Paris into a dead corner, he would not have called Murphy before, so even if the Elder Princess had Arshavin as the last card on her arm, he would not have called Murphy before, it still won't be easy to win. After all, Murphy was also a six-star master, and that older generation master was much more experienced and his strength could not be ignored. Even when faced head-on, Arshavin [The Zenit War God] still had no chance of winning, and if Murphy was hidden in the darkness, it would become even scarier.

Murder is like dating, anyone who initiates will be more likely to get hurt.

Hearing that, the Elder Princess openly admitted that she was indeed lucky, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Paris's face, “But sometimes, luck alone is not enough. ”

"You ..." The Elder Princess suddenly thought of something and her face changed color immediately, "Everyone cares …"

But it's too late.

At this moment, something that no one expected happened.

The eyes of Modric the prince of the Royal Lake who was standing beside Fei suddenly became colder and sharper and he suddenly moved like lightning. The two palms carrying heat energy suddenly launched forward like lightning, one left and right, accurately attacking the back of the hearts of Elder Prince Arshavin and the Purple-clothed girl Zi Yan.

In the next moment, a powerful force broke out, and a fiery red dominant energy suddenly exploded in a series of explosive sounds.

Puff ~'s

Justjust wonderful.

Arshavin and Zi Yan's attention were all focused on Paris and the other people, constantly making sure that this terrifying woman did not do something as crazy as a trapped ferocious beast. How could they think that their "team-mates" would attack them in surprise. At such a close distance, even though they were stronger, they really did not have time to react, it didn't even have a chance to channel defensive energy before they were completely struck by Modric's fiery red palm. An enormous energy was pushed into their bodies and both of them vomited blood.

Both of their faces were instantly covered with expressions of disbelief, anger, and shock.

After successfully performing the first blow, Modric did not run, but turned his palm and struck again with a grim smile. The fire energy turned into a long dragon, whistling as it flew towards the not so far away Elder Princess.

The event happened so suddenly, most people still did not react to what had just happened.

At this moment, no one really thought of ascending to protect the Elder Princess.

"It's despicable, go die!"

[The Zenit War God] Arshavin finally reacted, seeing that the Elder Princess was in danger, he gritted his teeth and endured through the painful wound and began to frantically channel the residual energy, it gives a blow that destroys the earth. Modric had no choice but to stretch out his arms to block, and his arms suddenly became a mist of blood, as he spewed blood from his mouth as it flew high into the air, landing before Paris and the others, fortunately it still survives.

This change was too overwhelming, instantly putting everyone in a rock state.

How could such a thing happen?

No one would have thought that Modric, the Prince of the Kingdom of this small Lake who was most likely impartial to Paris, would suddenly attack without a sign. Moreover, no one thought that the strength of this little Prince had far exceeded the level of two stars from before, injuring the masters of Arshavin and Zi Yan, the two strongest warriors on the Elder Princess's side, it even nearly killed the Elder Princess if she did not have a high-level water element magic defense item on her.

The atmosphere of the peak of the Eastern Mountain instantly changed.

This incredible dramatic change instantly brought about a profound change in power.

Murphy, Arshaven, and Zi Yan were originally the three with the highest strength on this mountain, but now they were all severely injured and almost paralyzed. Now at the Elder Princess' side, the only people who could still fight were Romain, and the female swordsman Susan, the only person who could still fight was Romain, as well as 20 or so useless knights and 10 or more envoys from other countries, but on the Paris side the original assassins and Modric with unknown powers all suffered varying degrees of injuries, he said, but they still had not lost their fighting ability. Paris itself has not suffered the slightest injury …

The comparison of forces on both sides was instantly canceled.

Subversion happens so fast, people just feel that this is a dream.

Originally those with red ribbons had already felt desperate, but now their eyes were shining, not hiding their ecstasy to escape death. Their confused expressions were replaced with grinning, one after another they all straightened their backs.

"Hehehe, sister Tanasha, you have finally miscalculated once!"

The flirtatious smile of this wicked woman returned to her incomparable beautiful face, like a little girl who managed to pull off a joke. Until then, the new people realized, all the sad words he said were just acting.

The Elder Princess remained silent

And even though [The Zenit War God] Arshavin was furious, his body had already begun to tremble uncontrollably. The damage caused by the blow by Modric was too much. On the other hand, Zi Yan's purple-colored clothes were tightly sealed, droplets of sweat the size of a bean were flowing on her beautiful white cheeks and purple flames were crazing on her body. Clearly, he had anxiously taken the chance to heal on his own.

“Hehehe, thinking about it, this is really a pleasant surprise. At first I only wanted to kill sister Tanasha to cut off the arm of His Majesty Arshavin (TL: metaphorically an arm), but who knows that I can even kill His Majesty the God of War as well. Haha, the goddess of fate is too generous, I think His Majesty Dominguez will be very happy to hear this news. ”

With a charming smile filled with killing intent, Paris approached step by step.

Behind him, the assassin finally removed the thick veil on their faces.

"It's a pity, I originally wanted to have a drink with both of Your Highnesses, but in order to avoid a nightmare later on, I have no choice but to kill you as soon as possible.

Paris' tone was very gentle, but in the eyes of Arshavin and the others, she was more like a reaper.

"Hehe, nice move, but I just want to know, if you killed Tanasha and me, how do you explain to dad? There were so many people on the scene today, such a secret could not be withheld at all. Sooner or later one day, he'll know what's going on here. How long can you and Dominguez keep this away from him? ”

Arshavin sat on the stone ground, trying her best to delay the time as she channeled the remaining energy within her body. But, expectations were very thin, he was injured too much, and he did not have much strength left.

"Hehehehe, Your Majesty, what did you just say a joke to adjust the mood? You know better than me, the beginning of this operation is a path of no return, do you still hope that I will let you guys survive? Kill or be killed, that's a very simple thing. As for Emperor Yaxin, His Majesty Dominguez would naturally explain to him, it would only be the peasants in the rebellious city of Chambord. Sister Tanasha unfortunately died in battle. As for you Your Majesty, aren't you sitting safely in the [Iron Blood Camp]?

The words of Paris were light and pleasant, but the message contained in them drowned the heart of Arshavin.

The use of substitute tactics was originally a beautiful strategy of the crickets throwing away his skin (TL: escaping with cunning and deceptive maneuvers), and it almost succeeded, but now due to a sudden change in the situation, the, it was a fatal weakness. Paris was already very clear with his words, if his gloomy younger brother, Dominguez had a successor under control, he might even be able to use a substitute hand to take over the entire [Iron Blood Camp] without any effort.

“Aobina, Modric, Hershzen, the three of you immediately take all the messengers and guards to wash the blood of the city of Chambord, then burn and burn this small town. Remember, do not leave the survivors, be sure to create the illusion of chaos rebellious citizens … "

Paris lightly waved her jade-like hand and issued a cruel order to the assassins behind her.

"understandable. ”

The three assassins and envoys of the other countries with red ribbons all became very happy. This was a good opportunity to generate wealth, as they could freely plunder all the royal families and wealthy nobles in the city of Chambord. According to the current situation, there should be no decent resistance force left in the city.

But…

"Hey, wait, so it's not polite. If you want to raid Chambord City, you must first ask if the owner agrees or not, man! ”

"You?" Modric looked disgusted and mocked Fei, "A very heavy injury, you think you can still turn the situation around? Save energy, so you don't bleed to death, hahaha! ”

"Eh, you said injured?" Fei wiped the blood off his face, his steps suddenly became no longer surprising, and he straightened his back, "Sorry, I was just pretending. ”

At this moment, Fei had just jumped up and down, how did he look injured at all.

“Come, tell me, how can you help this ahjumma. "(TL: middle-aged woman in Korean, wrinkled like fk and stuff) Fei put her hands on her hips, She then looked and pointed to the two people behind Modric with hostility," And you two, you're not dead already? How did you come back to life? "