Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 800 and Chapter 1 Prophecy
It's a lady!
Grand Duke Gros was shocked and he quickly prayed:
"My lady?"
"Gross...I protected you...once, but I can only protect you once, just like I protected Jules."
The beautiful figure and voice of the Lake Fairy appeared in the heart of Grand Duke Gros, and the power of the goddess poured into Grand Duke Gros' body, healing his injuries.
No matter how much the Grand Duke of Gros prayed, he could no longer hear the oracle from the Lake Fairy.
"My lady! Thank you!"
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The Grand Duke of Gross looked up to the sky and roared. He struggled to stand up again, staring at his opponent in the north, wanting to watch Dranosh fall.
At this time, Dranosh had more than a dozen deep wounds all over his body, and the big hole on his face was still bleeding. Anyone who was seriously injured like this would definitely die.
What happened next took the breath away of everyone who saw it.
Dranosh's injuries all over his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the evil god's blessing. Waves of green smoke erupted from its face, and all wounds healed automatically, leaving only a shallow scar.
The orc emperor had a bloodthirsty look on his face, then he raised his battle ax and stepped on the sword of Archduke Gross.
Grand Duke Gros's heart began to be filled with fear. Even though he was reluctant to admit it, he was forced to realize that he was close to losing this battle.
"Our duel is not over yet, Gross."
Unexpectedly, Dranoche stretched out his foot and kicked the sword back to Grand Duke Gros. With contempt for the fairy in the lake helping the weak, and with contempt for all rational people and logic, Dranoche let out a harsh laugh:
"I'll give you ten minutes to adjust, and then we'll start the next round."
Grand Duke Gros nodded silently. He picked up his sword and worked hard to restore his sore arm. Then he took out the potion and drank it to stabilize his injury.
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Because Dranosh is too powerful, their fate will soon be the same as that of Grand Duke Groth.
"His Excellency the Grand Duke of Gros..."
Duke Otto, Nielas Ellan, Kalad and others, as well as the Knights of the Silver Hand under Archduke Gros, burst into tears on the spot.
Galadriel, Elrond, Teclis and the remaining elven warriors all remained silent.
Duke Otto opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say.
"I..."
When he opened his mouth, Duke Otto felt tears welling up in his eyes.
He wanted to cry, but his status as a duke meant that he could not lose his composure, so the tears could only flow down the slender crow's feet in the corners of his eyes. Duke Otto was not only crying for the death of Grand Duke Gros, but also for
Charles cried.
At the same time, her father died tragically. Fiona, who could no longer hold back her grief and anger, jumped down and jumped between the corpses of Delanoche and Grand Duke Gros regardless of everyone's obstruction.
"Give me my father's head!"
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Fiona's voice sounded calm, but it contained endless anger and sadness.
Dranosh stretched out his hand to stop the orcs from celebrating wildly. He took the head of Archduke Gros in the palm of his hand and wiped off the dust on the head with his rough hands.
The Orc Emperor won the championship duel, but countless emotions arose in its heart. Archduke Gross was a respectable opponent, and it felt sorry for the passing of this opponent.ωωw..net
It was just that Dranosh quickly recovered from this state. It hung the head of Archduke Gros on the spikes of his armor, and then said to Fiona:
"He is your father? That's really embarrassing. Although your father is a respectable opponent, it is an indisputable fact that his skills are inferior to others.
Want to get your father's head back? Yes, provided you defeat me.
But I usually never kill women, which is also your luck. Go away, your father is no match for me, and neither are you!"
Fiona didn't speak, she showed her attitude with actions.
She stabbed Dranosh in the face with her sword at high speed.
It's a pity that the Grand Duke of Gross is no match for Dranoche, let alone Fiona, who has just entered the legend.
With just a muffled sound, Fiona flew out backwards, the sword in her hand broke, and blood spurted out.
At the same time, at the speed she was flying backwards, she would probably be dead if she hit the wall.
Everyone present had no time and no energy left to save Fiona.