After a while, Arthur slowly stood up and put on his clothes. Several succubi were also dressed neatly like puppets and surrounded Arthur out of the tent. An evil force controlled the nearby half-dragon guards, and they
The neatly arranged team walked out of the camp closely behind Arthur, and walked quickly along an avenue heading out of the city.
Arthur and the others were running quickly, but there was no sound at all. A faint black mist wrapped around their feet, absorbing all the sounds they made as they ran. Several strange snake heads loomed above them,
The body that swallows the sky is proudly using its evil power to control Arthur and hundreds of half-dragons.
Without encountering any resistance, Arthur and the others walked out of the city. They strode towards the nearest camp of the Sand Scorpion Khanate. When they were still a few hundred meters away from the camp, Arthur was already there
He screamed loudly: "I surrender, I am here to surrender! I am Arthur, Prince of the North Sea of the Gallic Empire, and I am the Cardinal Red-robed Archbishop with the Divine Crown secretly canonized by the Temple of Punishment. I have all my certification documents with me!"
"I surrender, I surrender to you! Damn it, I am not willing to sacrifice for the so-called empire, I am not willing to sacrifice for the interests of the church, and I will not sacrifice for the people of the Western Continent! What do those have to do with me?
relation?"
Arthur uttered evil curses and cursed all the gods worshiped by the church that he knew. His words were extremely vicious, his curses were extremely evil, his words were extremely obscene, and he cursed the gods at the top of his lungs.
Even the most staunch blasphemous heretics will feel deep fear when they look crazy.
The camp of the Sand Scorpion Khanate suddenly became brightly lit, and the sharp whistles of nomadic cavalry could be heard from all around. Brigades of cavalry came from all directions, wrapping Arthur and the half-dragon soldiers around him.
An angry roar came from the half-dragon city. Diogo turned into the body of the three-headed dragon king. He roared and flew into the sky, rushing towards Arthur: "Arthur, you despicable person."
Shameless coward! Even if you want to surrender, you have to discuss it with me before you can surrender! Even if you want to surrender, we must get the maximum benefit before surrendering!"
"You are a guy who is afraid of death! Can't I protect you by my side?" Diogo's eyes turned red with anger: "Don't forget, they have agreed that except for the strong men below the peak of heaven, on large-scale battlefields
No one else is allowed to take action! No one can hurt you by my side!"
Diogo was almost going crazy. He didn't value Arthur, a scumbag. What he valued was Arthur's identity and the various auras he could use behind him. With Arthur, he could live openly in the surface world.
Build an empire and eventually replace it with your own people!
But if Arthur leaves, what should Diogo, who is nominally Arthur's mount, do?
A demon dragon dared to establish his own country in the surface world. Diogo knew with his ass that he would be attacked by all groups, including orcs. At that time, it would not be the aliens and nomads joining forces to attack the western continent, but three parties.
Join forces to attack him.
So how important Arthur's identity is to Diogo! He absolutely cannot let Arthur escape from his hands.
But Diogo had just chased him less than five miles when a skinny figure with a violent aura suddenly stopped in front of him. This figure's face was obscured by a black mist, and his face could not be seen clearly.
.But a strange green flame shot out from his eyes, burning like a will-o'-the-wisp.
"Diogo!" The figure laughed in a low voice: "As you said, the gods behind us have reached an agreement! In this war, no one above the saint level is allowed to take action! Unless you want a full-scale divine outburst.
Fight, otherwise people of our level will not be allowed to take action!"
"If you dare to violate this rule, then we can work together to kill you!" The figure clapped his hands, and hundreds of black cracks suddenly appeared in the air around him, and a large group of strong men from the Desert Temple and Prairie Temple directly tore them apart.
He opened the void and appeared next to Diogo.
Diogo's body suddenly stiffened. Even if he was brave enough to face so many strong demigods from the two major temples, especially the dozens of strong men whose auras made him feel in awe, he had not yet evolved to Nine Heads at this moment.
How could Diogo, who was at the level of the Dragon King, have the guts to take action?
After being silent for a while, Diogo said in a low voice: "So, I came to surrender with Prince Arthur! I am his mount, and I will follow him no matter where he goes! But surrender must also have rules for surrender.
We bring millions of powerful warriors to surrender to you, so we must have enough power and status!"
The figure asked calmly: "What do you want?"
Diogo smiled brightly: "A separate country! Chaos Empire! I, no, we need the territory and people of an empire!"
The figure laughed strangely a few times, and said in a low voice: "Is that so? If His Royal Highness Prince Arthur joins us, then...damn it!"
In the camp of the Sand Scorpion Khanate, a arrogant middle-aged man wearing white silk robes slowly walked out. This time he was the supreme commander of the Sand Scorpion Khanate's forward army, the Grand Commander of the Sand Scorpion Khanate.
Prince Damuda.
"Prince Arthur? We have heard of your name a long time ago!" Damuda smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a straight line. He pointed to Arthur reservedly: "Kneel down on the ground and kiss my feet.
, you will get the power to surrender! If you refuse, then I will chop you into pieces and feed it to the scorpions!"
The sound of deep breathing came from behind Damuda, and a giant yellow scorpion with a body length of more than five meters slowly walked out from behind him.
Arthur didn't hesitate or resist at all. He knelt on the ground obediently, then crawled forward, his lips close to Damuda's boots. At this moment, a figure flashed past the diagonal stab, and the knife stabbed straight in.
Arthur's heart.
There was a miserable howl and blood splattered everywhere. Before the guards around Damuda could recover, Arthur had been stabbed to death. The assassin slashed at Damuda with an extremely brave sword. It was Damuda.
He retreated quickly, but the knife still struck him hard on the thigh, almost removing one of his thighs.
"Assassin! Assassin!" Damuda was so frightened that his face was livid, and he fled toward the camp in embarrassment surrounded by his guards.
The surrounding sand scorpion cavalry were in chaos. They roared and rushed towards the assassin. However, the assassin's body swayed and lightly took up two afterimages and disappeared into the darkness. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace. Thousands of nomads were surrounding him.
The cavalry searched frantically for a long time, and finally found a nomadic soldier's coat that had been taken off in a cesspit in the camp.
The frustrated Damuda borrowed two old wolves with an amazing sense of smell from the army of the Golden Wolf Khanate, hoping to find the assassin's figure through the coat. However, the coat, which had been soaked in the manure pit for a long time, did not get close to the two old wolves.
The old wolf whose skin had fallen off, and these two old wolves with green eyes were so smoked that they fainted!
Diogo, surrounded by hundreds of demigods, watched blankly as Arthur was stabbed to the ground.
Arthur is dead. Arthur, who he relied on to nominally establish the country, is dead. Arthur, the talisman that allowed him to stay freely in the surface world, is dead. From now on, unless Diogo can find another high-level person in the church to back him up, he will not be able to stay.
In the surface world, everyone calls for beatings.
The demon dragon clan is notorious, and no race will let go of a demon dragon that has lost control and wanders around the surface world.
"Why, is this happening?" Diogo stared blankly at Arthur's bleeding body.
"How could this happen?" Many demigods surrounding Diogo frowned in surprise: "Diogo, why didn't you get hurt at all? As Arthur's mount, your soul is controlled by him, and Arthur is
If you kill me, your soul will be severely damaged at least!"
The figure whose face was wrapped in black smoke sneered sinisterly every word: "Unless you are not controlled by Arthur at all, but Arthur is controlled by you! Ah, it is indeed the treacherous and unpredictable dragon clan.
, you are really amazing!”
Diogo's face suddenly darkened. He fluttered his wings and was about to fly into the sky to break through the encirclement.
But the figure that appeared first, Jie Jie, laughed strangely: "I originally thought that you were a mount with an owner, so for Arthur's sake, we wouldn't do anything to you, but now, you actually
It is an abyss dragon that backfires on its master, so... what a great sacrifice this is! Have you ever heard of Lord Wood Spirit, the mount of the great God of the Grassland? He lacks a powerful body!"
Diogo flew into the sky as fast as lightning, but hundreds of demigods from the Prairie Temple recited spells at the same time. Large grass blades and grass stems sprouted out of thin air, grabbing Diogo tightly like the claws of a drowned ghost.
Diogo let out an angry dragon roar, his wings trembled violently, and black flames burned all over his body, burning the grass blades and stems crazily.
"You fell into the hands of me, Harlan Galdi. Do you still want to escape?" The tall and thin figure raised his right hand. He clapped his hands gently, and a loud "crash" was heard. Dior
The air around Diogo suddenly collapsed. No matter how hard Diogo tried, his wings could not carry any wind, and his huge body suddenly fell downwards.
"Harlan the Prairie Hyena? Gardi!" Diogo was so frightened that he was the first generation disciple of the God of the Prairie, the first master of the Prairie Temple, and the first high priest! Such an ancient creature
If you don't die, why would he show up for such a trivial battle?
Even if Diogo takes the Ten Thousand Poison Holy Dragon Fruit, his body is undergoing drastic changes, and he is likely to evolve into the extremely powerful Nine-Headed Demon Dragon King in the future, but Diogo has absolutely no confidence in fighting an immortal like Harlan Galdi.
Oppose! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)