HAIL THE KING !
Chapter 197: The Totem
"Hoho .. ho .. hoho …"
**** the short and skinny one struggled to say something, but his throat could only make a sound like a wild beast roaring in despair. He watched as Lampard's arms slowly emerged from his chest, the last expression of his once arrogant face was an expression of regret. Then, the sword rippled on the ground, he died as soon as he stopped breathing. Lampard lightly pushed him, and the cold body fell to the ground.
Just then, a burst of flames and flames suddenly appeared in the distance, burning half the sky.
Lampard was startled, his body flashed, and appeared on a hundred meter tall tree in the next second.
He looked into the distance. The fire that covered the entire grassland was visible. Lampard knew that this was the work of military leader Brook. However, Lampard was once again anxious. When he thought of the other team, there was a master who was almost at the peak of four stars. This fire would not burn the assassin, even if over a thousand black cavalry would burn. No pro can compete with the assassin beside Brook, the situation will swoop in, provided the other party breaks through the sea of flames.
He has to help.
Once the whistle was clear, the disappearance of over twenty Chambord archers from the forest, had appeared under the tree.
"Mr Lampard!"
"Is everyone here? Are there any casualties? ”
"God, everyone is here. Everyone is fine, except Andy and Taylor who suffered minor injuries. The two hundred and fifty black cavalry attackers all lived in the forest, none of them escaped. ”
"Good work . But the fight is not over, now divided into two groups, you guys go to support Lord Drogba and Lord Pierce immediately, I will help Lord Brook! "Lampard looked at the faces of those twenty soldiers, some of them still bleeding. Although they had the advantage of being on familiar terrain and killing over two hundred black cavalry in the forest, the sacrifices made by those twenty people were also not low. However, Lampard could not think much at the moment, he could only speak softly, "Be careful!". Then quickly, he disappeared instantly.
Silver lightning roared in the air, Lampard's lightning rushed into the distant hills where two-headed dogs and axe banners were planted on it.
At the same time, a series of hasty whistles sounded. The sound of hooves came, the horses left behind in the forest had returned again. The bloody warrior of Chambord rode these horses, and headed towards the distant meadow.
There, their brothers are still in a bloody battle to defend the homeland.
…
"Hehe, look at the two little mice, where can they escape?"
The black knight Alan who had yellow hair like messy grass had blue energy flames surging all over his body. With just one hand, the water blue energy shot towards Drogba and Pierce like arrows, forcing them to creep away. Only two large donkeys could be seen between the obscure grass, and the pool of blood.
He plays a game of cat and mouse, appreciating the desperate cries of fleeting opponents.
“Haha, stop and rest! Hehe, can you still escape with such severe injuries and so much blood spilled? ”Yellow hair Alan blown by the wind. He leaped into the air, saw the two men running in front, spreading the water blue sword energy and then sending it out like a volley, sweeping away the dust and grass on the ground.
The Empire's Knight Alan came with some orders from a powerful figure. Naturally, he was aware that the two people who escaped were important people under the king of Chambord. It would be a great achievement with a great reward if he could kill these two people. Therefore, he did not care that the other horse archers of Chambord had escaped and were only chasing after Drogba and Pierce.
After a series of energy bombardments, the grass was covered in blood. There were bloodstains everywhere, and it seemed that the two people were seriously injured and should not be able to run for a moment anymore …
The chase continues like this.
But–
After chasing for more than ten minutes, gradually, Alan discovered that something was wrong.
"Any ..even if it were two buffaloes, they would die after shedding so much blood. Why are two men still full of spirit and vitality like rats? Alan stood in his place and did not chase anymore. Just then, he patted his head and found himself lost in the meadow where he was chasing them.
Alan turned his eyes away, deliberately shouting loudly, then turned around.
He did not pretend this time, but really had the heart to return. If those two annoying Saint Seiya did not show up, he would leave. Although there were credits available for killing these two Saint Seiya, he would gain nothing if his other companions were one step ahead after capturing the city. They will plunder all the treasure.
"Well, don't go, you're really disappointing, we're just having fun, why do you want to go?"
"To be exact, you still haven't caught up with us?"
Both tall and muscular people appeared and started laughing. They came out of the thick grass behind, quickly chasing after and cursing at Alan, seemingly dissatisfied that Alan was frightened.
"Ahahah, you two are cowards .." Alan laughed and turned around, still standing.
He would mercilessly make fun of the nonsense of the two Saint Seiya, but the word "cowardly" it had not even come out of his mouth before he was suddenly stunned as he stared at the items Drogba and Pierce were carrying. Those were two headless black cavalry bodies that could not die. The two men shamelessly carried them like chickens in their hands. With a bit of force, blood would spurt into the ground.
"How can you…"
Alan understood things instantly, as he saw the two men laughing miserably as if they hit the jackpot. They were clean with no marks, let alone wounds. It was almost clean to the point of being shameless.
"I ... fooled! "
No wonder he felt that the blood of the two men was a bit too much after they were "injured". People would be mummified after losing a lot of blood, how could they keep running?
"You guys... . can't be forgiven! You must die ten thousand times! ”Alan growling.
"Paul, Look, look, the Yellow Child seems to be angry at us!" Drogba smiled proudly, "How was my idea?" He asked a question and answered himself, "Haha, I'm a cking genius!"
"Didier, I'm also being naughty now after following you!"Capricorn Saint Seiya Pierce laughed.
"You're all going to die for me!"
Alan was furious, his head smoking, his eyes lit up, his ears billowing white. The blue energy of the water lit up and surged all around him. The sound of waves crashing onto the beach came from the fire. The sharp sword became controlled by an invisible force. Suddenly, it spun furiously and ripples of weak water energy began to spread from the center …
"Two rotten rats, you really pissed me off …"
The sword wrapped in blue energy turned into lightning that suddenly shot out from the countless aerial swords in the sky. The two meter tall grass around them was cut down, the sword light was cut faster, more and sharper, finally to a point unbearable by the naked eye. The sound of the tide made it sound as if they were all in the vast ocean.
"Energy technique ..... Furious Thousand Layer Wave – !!"
Shouted Alan, swinging his sword over and over. In an instant, the sound of the waves rang out loud, like a deafening roar .. The sword lights in the sky suddenly appeared at once, forming a wave-like sword net, which was like a wave, charging straight towards Drogba and Pierce from all sides.
"Ah, well, this man is angry ...." Drogba screamed and shouted out suddenly, "Live Your Majesty!"
As the words rolled, something strange happened——
They saw his body that was like a cow suddenly drifting like there was no gravity anymore. Then the black light from his forehead came out and became a black iron box. The iron box above the seal has a lively Taurus pattern. In the next moment the iron box opened and a golden light burst out, and a huge black steel bull ran out from it. It was split into 125 pieces of armor instantly, as if they were blessed with souls. They all turned into golden flames, automatically flying through the air and finally landing on Drogba's body.
By the time everything was done, a huge golden ox totem consisting of 125 dazzling stars appeared as if it was breaking through black space. They passed behind Drogba mysteriously. The body of the giant cow had the scent of a vast and mysterious ancient breath. When proudly roared, the power was almost unbearable to the point of forcing observers to kneel in worship.