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Chapter 1789: Turnaround

The fourth black dragon's black armor glowed with a shiny metallic luster. This high-level treasure endured unparalleled damage, and then launched a counterattack: "Dark Glory·Blunt Force~!" The black dark power gathered in its body, and every move struck Every counterattack carries a strange secret power, but all of them are powerless in front of the Golden Shield of the Holy Eye.

In terms of strength alone, without considering weapons, armor and other equipment, the fourth black dragon may not be inferior to Freed, but the Holy Eye Golden Shield has become the strongest defense that he cannot break through.

After receiving the transforming power of the Golden Shield of the Holy Eye, Freed, clothed in glory, became stronger and faster: "King Tiger Roar...Three Kills with Splitting Blade~!"

The fists and swords struck simultaneously, one first and then the other. The fourth black dragon was unable to resist and was injured again. He vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Ah~!" The Royal Banner Guards exclaimed, and the Queen was worried that he would die.

"Don't worry about others!" Freed did not pursue her, but turned around and took action quickly, grabbing the neck of Queen Midgard among the guards.

"Your Majesty, let go of Your Majesty!" The female guard beside the Queen was furious and slashed at her with her sword. Crusu on the side also raised his fist and rushed forward. But... it had no effect.

Freed's fighting spirit affected the surrounding air. With a shock, everyone was knocked away. Unexpectedly, several hidden weapons hit his wrist. Freed did not want to hurt the Queen of Midgard, so he had to let go.

Seriously injured, the fourth black dragon fired several hidden weapons, forcing the opponent to let go. He once again grabbed the short stick that fell beside him and rushed towards Fried.

"Are you looking for death?" Fried became angry. He wanted to let this man live, but now he didn't want to: "Mercenaries should not be involved in such a war. Take risks honestly. , Isn't it good to go out into the world?" In anger, his subordinates were already killers. The boiling demon, with its evil power, exuded a disgusting smell of rust, and slashed at the opponent with one sword after another.

"..." The fourth black dragon was unable to parry, and was slashed several times with swords. The blood flowing from the wounds had a strange color, and even the blood spit out of its mouth had a rusty smell.

Fried was not a kind person, so he drew his sword and slashed: "Die!"

The sword filled with evil power was about to strike down. The fourth black dragon bent down below, holding a stick in one hand and holding a shield in the other to resist, but in his current situation, he couldn't resist the sword at all. .

Just then a strange feeling suddenly came over.

Goosebumps appeared on the surface of Sand Jiao's skin as if it had exploded. The muscles and tendons all over his body trembled suddenly, and his face turned pale: "What the hell... what does this feel like...?"

The mummy and the gladiator were still watching the excitement happily. Suddenly they heard the sand dragon murmuring in a low voice. They were a little confused and asked: "What, what's wrong with you?" The two of them didn't feel anything, just like the others. The Royal Banner Guards, as well as the frightened female guards, were still concerned about the changes in the situation.

However, they also suddenly discovered that Fried seemed to be hesitant in swinging his sword in the air, and the fourth black dragon, who was at a disadvantage, also seemed to be a little distracted.

This feeling cannot be felt by weak people, but the fourth black dragon and Freed noticed it.

There was a roar of a giant dragon in the sky. It was the dark dragon that had gone away before and was flying here. However, what arrived here before the dark dragon was a ball of thunder with the force of thunder!

匌~!!!

The mountains and soil rolled, the trees snapped, and the sound of tearing electric current erupted with astonishing power. In the center of the electric current explosion, many palace guards, royal flag guards and others died tragically. Fried held up the golden shield of the Holy Eye to block it.

After this blow, it still slid far away, and the mountain of soil beneath its feet sank several meters.

"Such strength... a master!" The remaining thunder on Fried's body gradually dissipated, and he raised his head and jumped out of the sunken pit.

The mummy and the gladiator were affected at the same time, but the power of this blow was concentrated and the impact was not large. The damage they received was not heavy, but they were still shocked by this power. In the center of the explosion, a whole body flickered.

A tall man with a thunderous flame stood among them.

The surviving guards protected the Queen. "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Are you okay?" Himani was very nervous and concerned about the fainting Queen.

"Your Majesty?" Emperor Kui looked at the group of Royal Banner Guards in the thunder flames: "The king is indeed here." When he took action, he obviously didn't care about the life and death of the people around him. Even though he now knows that among these people there is a lord of the country,

He still didn't care. He looked back at the man who jumped out of the pit, shining in glory: "Is this the power of the Golden Shield of the Holy Eye? Kya Freed, you got the one you had a few years ago.

The opponent’s treasure.”

"Are you...?" Fried looked at the person in front of him uncertainly, but he immediately saw three more people approaching from the opposite mountain peak.

Di Kui smiled coldly: "I still have to give some proper respect to the famous general of the country. Prisoner's Gate, Di Kui Bodokasijie, it is an honor to meet the general himself."

"It's you!" Fried's eyes became gloomy. Although he rarely cared about things other than the war, he still heard about the Prisoner's Gate. During the several coups in Sindermore, prisoners were indispensable.

The shadow of the gate. The fact that he was given the territory afterwards also made a fuss in Saint Vicoia.

When Inaniga and the other three people landed on the red shadow blood beast Skaffin, it was just when the dark dragon flew back. The early morning sky was suddenly shrouded by two pairs of giant wings. The people below shrank and looked.

Looking at the two giant objects very close to each other in the sky, it was the first time they saw such a monster hovering overhead at such a close range.

The thumb of Fried's right hand caressed the ridges on the hilt of the sword and stared at Di Kui: "Are you going to get involved in this matter?"

"Yes." Bodokasijie said lightly: "The female king of Midgard is protected by the Prisoner's Gate!" As soon as he said this, Bodokasijie struck again, and the electric current he stepped out of his feet drew in the air.

The dazzling arc, the feet as fast as a phantom, and the moves are like thunder.

Although Fried was on guard against the sudden attack, he didn't expect the opponent to attack so suddenly. The sword in his careless hand was instantly released. Bodokasiji showed no mercy and continued to attack again and again.

Fried gritted his teeth. He knew that the Prisoner's Gate was the dark force lurking in the shadow of Saint Vicoia, but he didn't expect it to be so strong. He was secretly shocked: "With such physical skills and strength, a leader of the underworld can actually

With such strength?!" He couldn't believe it. How could a person with such strength become the leader of the underworld? For a conservative-minded person like him, the other party clearly had more and better choices in life.

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