Sword of the Dawn felt like he was stung by something on his right waist. Because he was concentrating on escaping at the moment, and a large amount of adrenaline was secreted in his body, the pain was not particularly strong.
But after walking a few steps, I stretched out my hand and touched it, only to feel that the place where I was stung was wet.
Sword of Dawn put his palm in front of his eyes and saw dark brown blood, and also smelled a faint smell of blood.
It was only then that Sword of the Dawn realized that he was injured.
He was at a loss at first, and then fell into deep fear, because he had no idea how he was hit.
And obviously the wound was not big, but the blood continued to flow out as if it couldn't be stopped.
The Sword of Dawn covered the wound with one hand, and was still holding on to the iron shield with the other hand, looking for the direction of Ilea.
The next moment, a girl's voice came to his ears, "You have already lost, quickly admit defeat."
The Sword of Dawn was silent when he heard the words. He gritted his teeth, but then released the hand covering the wound, picked up the spear on the ground, and stabbed towards the place where the sound came from.
However, it just hit the air. The Sword of Dawn staggered and fell to the ground again. At the same time, there was a pain in the abdomen.
Then he heard a cold snort, and Sword of the Dawn smelled the breath of death. Finally he didn't dare to play any more tricks and shouted, "I give up, you win!"
After hearing this, Ilea put away her gun and took off the strange black glass frame on her face.
Li Yu guessed what might happen today and lent his homemade smoke bombs and [Game Sunglasses] to Miss Rabbit.
This move was actually something he had used once before when he was slaying a dragon.
By adjusting the image settings in the system menu, adjust the volumetric fog resolution column to Super.
It can make the smoke in the field of vision much more transparent, and can extend the field of view from less than half a meter before to about three meters.
It is equivalent to a semi-see-through plug-in, and this is what the female lord relies on.
Even without the herringbone ladder provided by Ge Lipeng, she could still easily win the next battle.
When the smoke from the field cleared, the spectators in the stands realized that the competition was over.
The Sword of Dawn fell to the ground, covering his waist with one hand, looking depressed and weak.
And Ilea stood not far away from him, crossing her arms as if she had never moved.
After a brief silence, the crowd began to chant the name of the female lord rhythmically.
Later someone added Saturday.
Those were the 10,000 people who followed Li Yu and Shuang Xiujiao all the way outside the royal capital. Today, many of them came to the sidelines of the competition to see the heroic appearance of the female lord. By the way, they also felt the power of Saturday again.
Miss Rabbit fought very coolly in this fight, summoning fire and the fog of war, and finally used the holy weapon Judgment Hand to score the winning blow!
After this round of competition ended, the fifty fathoms faith count column on Li Yu's wrist began to scroll rapidly.
Sure enough, miracles speak louder than all words.
Li Yu looked at Cornelia in the stands and found that the expression of the priestess was very solemn. Hearing everyone chanting the name of Saturday in her own territory obviously put a lot of pressure on her.
She was no longer as calm as she was in the temple before, and now Edward II also had a look of curiosity on his face.
"Interesting," the emperor said, stroking his chin, "the gods behind the Shuangxiu sect seem to be quite magical. I wonder who is stronger with Varlia."
"The goddess of life is supreme," the priestess said. "Nothing in this world can be higher than life."
"I know, but I still think Ilea can defeat the Earth Bear. I can't explain why. Let's just call it a warrior's premonition. I can bet you a hundred gold lions."
Cornelia shook her head.
"Why, don't you have confidence in your man? Isn't he the most powerful warrior in the church? Then how about we bet ten golden lions."
"I have faith in the Earth Bear, but you know, I never gamble money, Your Majesty," the priestess said, "not even a single silver coin."
"Okay." Edward II did not force himself and said with a smile, "Don't worry, even if the Earth Bear loses, it will not change my devotion to the goddess."
"I believe in Varlia not because of her power, although she is indeed very powerful, but because of you. You can always point me to the path when I feel confused and allow me to listen to the voice deep in my heart.
Edward II lamented, "I am the emperor and I own the entire empire and a vast territory, but I am not free. You see, everyone in this city has their own agenda and purpose, and they are trying to influence and control me all the time.
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"They call me your Majesty in words, but in fact they regard me as a beast. They are afraid of my fangs and flatter me carefully, but at the same time they want to tame me and get enough benefits from me.
"Those noble families, imperial ministers, and even my relatives... they all keep talking about the truth, but in private they are all greedy. No one is really good for me, except you, Cornelia."
Edward II's eyes also softened, and he stretched out a big hand to hold the priestess's hand, but was withdrawn by the latter calmly.
"Your ministers are watching over there, and the Queen is also by your side. Now is not the time to pray."
The emperor sighed, "Cornelia, you know what I am thinking, and I also know what you are thinking. I will help you fulfill your wish. I hope you will not reject me again."
"It will be a long battle. Have you really made up your mind?" the priestess said.
"I will fight side by side with you. My ancestors raised troops by the Wind Chime Lake and built the most powerful empire on the continent from scratch. But this lion has been sleeping for many years. It is time to reawaken it.
Already." Edward II said solemnly.
"It's like you woke me up and reminded me that my body is filled with the blood of a warrior. I won't rot with this gorgeous and empty tomb. I want to fight! No matter how sweet the wine is, it can't be compared.
Take the blood of your enemies."
Edward II said enthusiastically, his eyes full of yearning.
But Cornelia said nothing more.
At this moment, the venue was still immersed in joy, and everyone was celebrating another miraculous victory of the female lord, so the short conversation between the two just now was not heard by the third person.
Queen Heloise fell asleep on her side because she felt too bored and drank too much wine. Her profile in her sleep was still breathtakingly beautiful.
This chapter has been completed!