Chapter 973

The flames are rolling, and the gem river is a sea of fire!

In the middle of the explosion, the giant dragon Elliot wailed. He was dragged to the dark bottom of the river by countless chains and warships he personally destroyed. Finally, he was swallowed up by smoke and river water.

If you go straight to the flagship, even if the elf Prince's plan succeeds, Elliot has the same chance to escape;

If it is not entangled in chains and warships block the ferry, the dragon with open wings has time to avoid the explosion;

If Elliot only shoots with dragon fire in the air, the first one to die must be the little prince's flagship;

If it were not at the mouth of the Baoshi River, even if it sank to the bottom of the river, the depth of the Baoshi river would not be enough to drown a giant dragon;

If

No if.

The burning River can no longer see the shadow of a giant dragon. Some only have a burning sea of fire and the wreckage of warships burned in the flames.

"Puff --!"

On the bank near the city wall, a wet figure suddenly broke through the water. It was like a fish on the shore. It fell straight to the ground, then lay on its back, gasping, and its chest fluctuated violently.

"Ah --! Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

The trembling elf Prince looked up at the sky with open arms and lay down on the muddy beach. The body was still trembling while breathing.

Live... Live yourself.

At the moment when he jumped into the water, the whole world seemed to slow down - the little prince with his pupils suddenly narrowed saw the flames splashing from the dragon's throat and the flagship detonated by Longyan on his side.

He saw the ignited water surface, and the flame covered the whole river before his eyes.

It's just a little... If you don't jump out of the boat decisively, just dive into the water in a few seconds at night and become the flagship of a fireball, you'll devour yourself and burn no residue!

But there is no if in this world. I won the bet... Facts have proved that the giant dragon, the guardian of the Empire, is not invincible; As long as you use your brain and have a little good luck, you can still win!

And I am the first dragon butcher in the Azores kingdom!

"Hei hei... Hei hei... Hei hei, ha ha, ha ha..."

Although he was wet and shivering in the cold wind, the little prince couldn't help smiling proudly. His expression was like... Well, just like the person who had just played the game to pass the customs.

The stimulation of the edge of life and death, powerful and challenging enemies, monsters that can hardly be defeated, games of inner choice and decision again and again, as well as endless accidents and surprises

I really love this game!

With a long sigh of relief, the little prince who got up from the ground and shrunk into a ball still hummed and laughed "hey hey", because he was shivering all over with cold, so that his twitching smiling face looked more like a ghost animal.

"Pa!"

Until a sharp blade hit him on the shoulder.

The smiling little prince looked back slowly. The expressionless black haired wizard stood behind him with a big sword of "dawn" and panting.

"Don't you think it's too early to laugh so happily?"

Lightly pursed at the corners of his mouth, the little prince pressed the blade with two fingers and moved away from his neck: "on the contrary, I think it's time to be proud, Duke Loren Turin."

Leaving behind an elf girl who took the opportunity to escape and had no threat, the black haired wizard still came a step late... But he still stopped a complacent elf prince. I don't know if it's lucky in misfortune.

"Maybe you didn't notice, but in fact, this eboden war is coming to the end I designed step by step."

"Including being cut to death by my sword?" Lauren sneered, full of irony.

"Of course not." turning around, the smile on the little prince's face became stronger: "in the ending I arranged, I defeated the dragon and razed eboden to the ground - port, wall, street, tower... Nothing left."

"And you... My friend, will fly away from the city with the last defeated soldiers; now it seems that it is not far from my goal."

"Twenty days, um... A little earlier than expected. I'm amazing!"

As if he didn't care about the threat in front of him, the expression on the little prince's face became more and more vivid and wonderful.

"Really?"

The black haired wizard sneered, and the "bright silver" in his hand suddenly gushed out a gray blue sword - the sudden sword tore the little prince's cloak and armor, and his shoulder was like a spring of blood.

"Dang!"

The elf prince who retreated half a step finally pulled out his saber at the last moment to block the sword he was about to chop, but the splashing blood still dyed most of his body and his cheek near his left shoulder.

Only the slightly ghost animal smile is still as old as before.

"It's very close. It's really close... Hiss..." the little prince, whose face is getting paler and paler, couldn't help laughing bitterly: "I thought I could at least block your sword, but it seems too self righteous..."

"But it's OK, because you won't kill me."

"Your Highness rodria, you are really confident." the indifferent Loren narrowed his eyes gradually, and his voice became more and more gloomy: "if I were you, I wouldn't be so confident..."

"Stop --!!!"

There were several exclamations around the river. Looking at the little prince who didn't change his face, the black haired wizard looked slightly - more than a dozen equally embarrassed elf warriors had appeared around him and the little prince, holding down the handle of the knife and being vigilant, he didn't dare to come forward.

Of course, only a dozen warriors would not stop him. More importantly, the chief of the imperial court... The elf brothers and sisters of the ZAD family were also inside, staring at themselves nervously.

Trouble

Not afraid of them - in a sense, they should have been beaten by themselves - but it's really not the time.

After holding on for so long, when your body reaches its limit, you really have to open the valve. At this time, you can throw it to two difficult enemies

"Give me a suggestion and let them come closer next time."

Although it was troublesome, Loren still looked dismissive and indifferent: "this distance, don't expect anyone to save you."

"Oh... No, no, no, my friend, you misunderstood." the bleeding little prince smiled still: "they're not here to stop you, they just want to prevent you from making some emotional decisions."

"As I said, you won't kill me... Because you don't have the time."

Looking at his confident expression, Loren couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Look at your expression... I don't think I'm really unprepared and take my own army to attack a 'wizard city' like eboden?" the little prince lost his voice and smiled. Probably because of too much blood loss, his voice became weak, not as arrogant as before:

"If it were my brothers, maybe... But I'm not. I decided to attack the city after I fully understood all the information I could understand."

"This is a city of wizards. Although she is fragile, she has more value. She can use more means to resist than I imagined... Well, yes, maybe you don't believe me, but..."

"Whether it's the chain that blocks the sea, the iron gate that blocks the river, the sewer, the ice barrier, or even your strange projection weapons..."

"If I said, I expected it from the beginning... Would you believe it?"

Looking at his confident expression, the black haired wizard suddenly had a bad hunch.

"So... Try to think about the bloody battles between our two sides these days. The corpses everywhere are spread in this city full of empty forces and empty residues. Moreover, with our reckless spending, these forces not only do not decrease, but also increase..."

"What will happen if it goes on like this?"

The little prince tried to widen his eyes and stared at Lauren curiously.

Loren was startled.

He, he doesn't want to

"I don't know if something similar has happened in the Empire, but in the Azores Kingdom... This disaster has become as common as hurricanes, volcanic eruptions and floods." the little prince, who was not aware of the change of the black haired wizard, continued to smile and say:

"Because... The abuse of the power of emptiness and war have led to large-scale corpse changes and evil god Puppets - it's really terrible, isn't it? Monsters hiding in another world don't want to invade our world all the time."

"So... I made it convenient for them. Not surprisingly, Lord Ogan, who was killed by you and the Dragon again and again, should have finished his work? Ha ha ha ha ha..."

"Poof --!"

The gray blue sword awn suddenly cleaved down without warning; While swinging away the little prince's blade, he also opened the hole directly - the bleeding wound extends from the shoulder to the right waist.

"Your Highness rodria -?!!!"

The screams of Elven warriors sounded in my ears, and a "Jiao lightsaber" hit the black haired wizard directly; The stunned little prince didn't even have time to resist, so he was kicked in the chest by the cold black haired wizard.

"Poop!"

With the clear sound of falling into the water, the bleeding little prince sank directly to the bottom of the gem river.

"Dang!"

With a backhand sword, the black haired wizard blocked the attacking blade. Regardless, he directly threw down the enemy and turned and ran wildly.

The Elven warriors behind them hurriedly went into the water to salvage their royal highness, but there were also several chasing after him to stop the "runaway" Duke Byrne.

"Come back, don't chase!"

Seeing that they had not run far, Anson ZAD, the chief Wizard of the imperial court, quickly stopped them: "now your highness is the first!"

"But..."

Several warriors were still a little unconvinced. Before they could speak, the elf boy backhanded "Jiao lightsaber" swept to their feet and stared at them coldly: "no, but!"

"Remember, we are proud Azores. Azores give priority to obedience and loyalty. Don't make claims! And..."

After a pause, the elf boy looked at the figure of the dark haired wizard, and his eyes were very complex:

"Duke Byrne... He won't live long."

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Bang -!

As soon as Lorraine, who was running wildly, had just crossed a ruin, the sound of the collapse of the ruins began to come from his side; Among the rubble, one can't see clearly, flesh and blood blurred figures climb out of it.

Blood sacrifice has begun!

Biting his teeth, the black haired wizard kept running in the direction of the wizard tower with his head down.

There are no fewer than 20000 remnant troops in eboden alone, and there are tens of thousands of people left who have not completely evacuated - so many people are still mainly civilians, and the withdrawal speed cannot be fast, at least half a day.

It seems that it doesn't take half a day for the blood sacrifice to be completed and the evil god puppet to be born.

Even though several years have passed, Loren still has a fresh memory of the "blood sacrifice" of eboden at the beginning - that time, even under the premise of being arranged by coronat and "monitoring all the way" to ensure that it will not spread, he easily destroyed half of eboden and turned tens of thousands of civilians into living dead monsters.

This time, it is obvious that the little prince will never be as "kind" as corona. It can be seen from his withdrawal of troops from the city

If he guessed right, his plan should be to let the evil gods shell, slaughter the eboden soldiers and civilians who had no time to retreat from the back, and then send an elite warrior to block the road of retreat in front.

In a dilemma, unorganized civilians will immediately fall into panic and turmoil and become rabbits to be slaughtered; The army trapped in it can not retreat, and even organize defense because there are too many civilians around.

Therefore, he must rush back to the wizard tower before it is completely completed, organize the defense of the incomplete army and wizards, and find a way to inform the red dragon grum who is going to contain the port fleet to buy time for the evacuation.

Time, time, time... What we lack most now is time!

Just when Lauren was in a mess, a bloody figure staggered close to him, and raised the long knife in his hand rigidly and quickly.

"Dang --!"

During the collision of sharp blades, the black haired wizard did not hesitate to dodge and avoid the other party's second knife; The next second, the position where he had just stood was covered with ice and snow.

"Ah... Ah... Ah... Er... Ah..."

The throat roared and faltered, and the twitching chief "ogen" dragged the ragged long knife and more ragged body, jumped up again and attacked Loren.

"Dang!"

It was another knife. This time Loren didn't dodge, but a "force impact" while parrying directly hit "Ogan" in the chest.

"Get out! I don't have time to talk to you now!"

Looking at the figure flying out like a shell, the ferocious Lauren resisted the more and more powerful temple, "pa!" and his left hand gently snapped his fingers.

High level spell, Turin fire.

"Boom --!!!"