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In the study room, Prince Tulip was suddenly startled.
Then, the old man sensed something and shouted loudly——
"Stop him!"
The patriarch of the Green Vine Family immediately sowed a seed.
Dozens of vines as thick as arms grew rapidly and quickly enveloped Fabol VII.
but,
It's of no use at all.
When a giant dragon that was twenty meters high and one hundred meters long appeared, these dozens of arm-thick vines were like rubber bands that had been stretched to the extreme, and they just broke.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the vines breaking was like a slap on the face of the Tulip Duke.
The old prince looked at the giant dragon with red and gold bodies in front of him, and his expression changed back and forth.
"It's you!"
"It was you who refined the three leaders of the 'Dragon Blood Knights'!"
"Dirkmo is the smoke bomb you threw out!"
Grand Duke Tulip instantly understood the ins and outs of the matter.
However, his face became more and more ugly.
Not only because he was deceived by Fabol VII, but also because he knew very well what Fabol VII who turned into a dragon in front of him represented!
legend!
Moreover, as we all know, legends transformed into dragons are stronger than ordinary legends!
The ones with even more ugly faces were the five family patriarchs, Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus. They looked at Hotmas with angry eyes.
Previously, the information about Fabol VII was provided by the other party.
The evaluation of Fabol VII two days ago was still: his strength is acceptable.
Is this OK?!
Looking at the giant dragon, green vine, lily, thorn, violet, and dark lotus looking down at them, the five family patriarchs almost roared.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Hallucination!"
"This is all an illusion!"
Hotemas shouted as if he couldn't accept the reality.
What greeted him was a dragon claw from Fabol VII.
Bang!
Hotemas smashed the wall like a cannonball, flew out of the study, and fell heavily to the side of the palace, vomiting blood and falling into a coma.
Fabol VII took action.
Grand Duke Tulip and the five family patriarchs of Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus also took action.
By this time, it was already irreversible.
Or rather...
Fabol VII waited for so long before they took the bait. How could he let them go so easily?
This time!
Either you die or I die!
Clang!
The patriarch of the Violet family drew his sword and charged.
On the sword blade, the sword energy that can cut steel shoots out like an arrow.
Whoosh whoosh!
Ding ding ding!
But it's no use at all.
The sword energy shot onto Fabol VII's dragon scales, except for bringing up a stream of sparks, which was of no use at all.
And more seeds took root and sprouted at the feet of Fabol VII.
Among hundreds of green vines, there are plants with bright colors, sharp branches and leaves, or unique shapes.
But it's basically useless.
At this moment, Fabol VII's size after transforming into a dragon is too huge.
Most of the plants could only cover his legs.
More?
It's just too much.
The only person who is a threat is the leader of the Lily family!
Buzz!
A faint light bloomed in the hands of this patriarch, causing ordinary people to be stunned instantly, and the slow illusion of extraordinary beings to attack Faber VII silently.
Fabol VII, who had just raised his dragon claw and was about to shoot away the patriarch of the Violet family and the patriarch of the Green Vine family, was stunned.
Then——
call!
A hot, lava-like dragon's breath sprayed down from his head.
"Drink!"
The patriarch of the Thorns family stood in front of the leader of the Lily family, and an invisible force field surged up. The unique power of thorns in his bloodline made him fearless.
Then, melt in the dragon's breath.
Also melting away was the patriarch of the Lily family.
roar!
Fabol VII let out a dragon roar.
The crimson light flickered again at the dragon's neck.
This is the precursor to the dragon's breath.
But at this time, a figure appeared there.
He is the patriarch of the Anlian family.
The dagger in the hand of this short clan leader was already filled with blue venom.
The patriarch's eyes flashed with a cold light.
Of course he knew how terrifying the dragon was.
Therefore, he chose 'dragon tooth' as the dagger.
Therefore, he chose ‘Voodoo’ as an assistant.
He was sure to insert the dagger into Faber VII's body. When the 'voodoo' spreads, that's when they will win.
Moreover, he was sure that he would escape immediately if he missed a hit.
As for what happens next?
Naturally, it was left to the Tulip family patriarch!
It’s not about trusting the other person’s promises.
Not to mention trusting the other party's reputation.
But a contract.
only--
Boom!
A sound of thunder.
A bolt of lightning flashed out from the golden dragon scales of Fabol VII.
The patriarch of the Dark Lotus family was directly hit.
Not fatal.
But it affected the mobility of the Anlian family patriarch, which was fatal.
Snap!
As soon as Fabol VII's dragon claw was lifted, the patriarch of the Dark Lotus family was pinched in the dragon's claw.
The next moment, Fabol VII's dragon claws suddenly grasped.
Immediately, the patriarch of the Anlian family turned to flesh and blood.
call!
Another breath of dragon breath came out.
The Patriarch of the Green Vine Family couldn't dodge and melted directly in the magma-like dragon's breath.
The patriarch of the Violet family slashed out sword energy to stop the invasion of the dragon's breath.
However, the scorching dragon's breath is too terrifying.
Just ten seconds later, the sword in the patriarch's hand groaned under the load, and then broke.
After losing his sword, the Violet family patriarch's combat effectiveness immediately dropped by 50%.
Facing the dragon's breath that swept towards him, he could no longer resist and could only keep dodging.
The magma-like dragon's breath is easy to hide from.
The lightning-like dragon's breath is hard to guard against.
Boom!
When the lightning dragon's breath fell, the Violet family patriarch's body trembled, and then he was submerged by the magma-like dragon's breath.
The heads of the five major families, Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, all died.
At this moment, less than three minutes had passed.
"roar!"
Fabol VII, who transformed into a dragon, looked up to the sky and roared with dragons.
The red and golden scales echo each other.
Searing heat and thunder, flashing continuously.
Tyranny and kindness appear in each other.
But more importantly, it is fun!
He has wanted to do this for a long time.
Now that it was finally done, Fabol VII couldn't help but roared loudly with a sense of contentment and satisfaction -
"Come out!"
"It's just you and me left!"
The Tulip Duke disappeared just now.
However, Fabol VII knew that the other party was nearby.
As for escaping?
The other party will not escape.
Where can the other party escape?
In fact, this is also true.
The Tulip Duke did not run away.
However, the location where the Tulip Archduke appeared also surprised Fabol VII.
"Yes, only you and me are left."
"It's time..."
"Let's end it!"
The voice sounded from the belly of Fabol VII after transforming into a dragon.
Fabol VII was shocked.
He never thought that the Tulip Duke would get into his stomach.
Immediately afterwards, severe pain spread throughout the body.
roar!
Fabol VII let out a wail, rolled and fell to the ground.
Then, the dragon's body shrank rapidly.
"Come out!"
Fabol VII roared angrily.
"Oh, I tried my best to enter here - after I came in, I no longer had the strength to leave. Otherwise, the attack just now would have been more than that simple."
Teleportation, one of the Tulip family bloodline awakening abilities.
Can instantly move to the location of the field of view or the location of the coordinates.
The former is effortless.
the latter?
Depending on the length of the coordinates or the environment, the consumption will be different.
In the belly of the dragon?
That really exhausted all of the Tulip Duke.
If it weren't for the five family patriarchs, Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, who created opportunities for him, he wouldn't even be able to set up the coordinates.
"It's a pity that we have all been deceived by you."
"Otherwise, we will definitely win!"
Feeling the squeeze of his body, Grand Duke Tulip was worried about the outcome, but then, the old Grand Duke raised his head again and said: "But my son will definitely complete the act of slaying the dragon!"
"In your body, the coordinates will always exist!"
"As long as you are a member of the Tulip family, you can feel its existence!"
"Unless you never transform into a dragon, you will definitely die in the hands of my son, and your flesh and blood will catalyze the creation of a strongest person for the Tulip family."
"Under this premise, it doesn't matter if I die!"
"Hahaha!"
The Tulip Duke laughed loudly.
There is no longer any regrets just now.
"Oh."
Fabol VII sneered.
The strategizing king stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said with extremely cold words: "At the beginning, the 'Dragon Blood Knights' had three captains and deputy captains, and the 'Dragon Blood Potion' I took was only one of them.
You two, guess who took the last 'Dragon's Blood Potion'?"
The laughing Tulip Duke was stunned.
"You only took two points?"
"One more?"
"Is it Dirkmo?"
"wrong!"
"It's not that guy, he's just a smoke bomb you threw, it's..."
The Tulip Duke obviously thought of who it was.
But Fabol VII no longer gave him a chance to speak.
Gah! Gah!
Fabol VII, who fully recovered his human form, squeezed the Tulip Duke still hidden in his body into mud.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of Faber VII.
Paleness appeared on the king's face.
It was obvious that what he had just done had caused serious injuries to His Majesty the King.
But it's not done yet!
"Hotmas!"
Fabol VII looked at the direction where his uncle flew backwards before, and strode towards there.
but,
No one!
All that was left were the downed shrubs.
"Run away?"
"Can you run?"
Fabol VII sneered, turned around and walked towards his bedroom.
One after another, figures appeared behind His Majesty the King.
These figures have stern faces and sharp eyes.
When Fabol VII walked back to the bedroom door, hundreds of such people had gathered.
These people are the subordinates he truly relies on.
Thinking of his men, Fabol VII thought of Porti.
Although the opponent is probably a chess piece planted by others, it is a very useful chess piece. Now that the person who planted it is dead, it should still be useful - for example, taking the blame for him!
With this in mind, Fabol VII began to look for Bolti, who was probably still in a coma.
But not found!
Just like Hotemas!
Gone!
A bad premonition made Fabol VII quicken his pace.
He rushed directly towards the secret room in the bedroom.
Then--
"Bolti! Hotemas!"
"I will peel off your skin and cramp you!"
The roar of Fabol VII resounded throughout the palace.
Everyone heard it.
Including Polti.
No!
It should be more accurate to say: Skeffins Steinbeck.
The owner of the Songzi Hotel, who took away the "Saint's Expedition", the secret place of Fabol's royal family, with the "door", had a smile on his face - not a proud or complacent smile, just a polite smile.
Because, in front of him, there was a person blocking him.
Hotmass.
Looking at the elder of the Rose family, Skifens Steinbeck frowned slightly.
Of course he knows the other party.
When Faber was planning to "take chestnuts from the fire", the other party's name had always been on his watch list, but Skifens Steinbeck never thought that the other party would stand in front of him.
After everyone was deceived by him, the other party appeared.
This made Skiffins Steinbeck sigh.
"It seems that I underestimated you."
The heir to the Steinbeck family said so.
Hotmass shook his head.
"Me too."
The fifty-year-old elder of the Rose family, who looked much younger than his peers, had an undisguised surprise on his face. He looked at Skifens Steinbeck with a look of wonder.
"Is Bolti dead?"
The elder of the Rose family asked.
"Then Hotmass is dead too, right?"
Skeffins Steinbeck also said.
The heir to the Steinbeck family believed in his previous judgment that although Hotemas was a person worth paying attention to, he was definitely not someone who needed to focus on.
Such a person should not appear in front of him.
Just like the Polti he played.
unless……
Hotemas in front of me has also been replaced.
Standing on the outskirts of Sack, the capital of Fabol, Skifens Steinbeck and Hortmas looked at each other and smiled. As if they had a tacit understanding, they said almost at the same time: "For the sake of sincerity, we can reveal our true colors."
The same words made the two of them stunned.
Then, the two of them showed that unembarrassed smile again.
"I count three two one?"
"Of course, no problem."
Skeffins Steinbeck nodded.
Hotemas began to count down.
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
As the voice fell, the two of them raised their hands to wipe their faces at the same time. Then, when their palms were lowered, the faces still belonged to Bolti and Hotemas.
"This is my real face."
"I didn't lie to you."
Hotemas sighed.
The elder of the Rose family had a sincere expression on his face.
"Me too."
"I'm really Polti."
Skeffins Steinbeck is equally sincere, and his eyes even have the sincerity of a young boy when he was just starting out.
Then, the two looked at each other and smiled again.
"I think we need to talk."
"Fabol VII will not let you go for taking away the secret realm 'Saint's Expedition'."
"However, I'm curious, how did you take away the secret realm 'Saint's Expedition'?"
"His Excellency Skiffins Steinbeck."
Hotmas asked softly.
"Just pick it up and take it away as usual."
"Nothing to be curious about."
"On the contrary, I am curious about your resurrection."
"His Majesty George VI."
Skeffins Steinbeck's voice also became softer.
"Am I so obvious?"
Hotemus... No, George VI touched the face that belonged to Hotemus.
"It's not obvious. Apart from me, probably no one can determine your identity - after all, only those who get the 'clues' I left in Luster will understand what I just did and let Fabio
Your seventh generation is so angry."
"Except for my silly brother, the person who got the most clues is naturally the only King of Tesin, His Majesty George VI."
"And I know my silly brother very well. He doesn't seem to be very smart or very good at calculations."
"So, you are the only one left."
Skeffins Steinbeck shrugged.
"Yes, just now His Majesty the King, Fabol VII, even when he was the most angry, only vented his anger against you, but never told what you did."
"I was negligent."
"I didn't expect that I would be discovered so quickly."
Hotemas sighed.
"It's us, not you."
"I'm just a young man whose family is ruined and has no choice but to survive."
Skeffins Steinbeck spread his hands, full of helplessness.
"oh?"
"Then I am an old man who has rarely escaped death and is dying. Now I just want to find a safe place to spend the rest of my life."
George VI was all smiles.
"You see, we still have a lot in common."
"I think we can work together."
Skiffins Steinbeck suggested.
"I'm not opposed to cooperation."
"But, there is one thing I need to know -"
"Where did you know the knowledge left by my ancestors?"
George VI's smile remains the same.
Skeffins Steinbeck also smiled.
"The legacy of His Majesty the 'Mad King' is not only being searched for by the Tesin royal family, but also by royal families from all over the world. There are countless forces secretly searching for it. After all, everyone will be curious about the creation of the 'baptism' ceremony.
What kind of power did the people who founded the Kingdom of Tesin get from the witches, so that 'they' are..."
"Shut up!"
Skeffins Steinbeck spoke softly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by George VI.
King George VI was a little angry.
He looked around warily.
Skeffins Steinbeck smiled even brighter.
"Wish you a good time."
With these words, Skiffins Steinbeck pushed the door open and entered.
Looking at Skiffins Steinbeck walking through the door, George VI looked gloomy.
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by 'them'?"
"Of course I'm afraid."
"But isn't there you, Fabol VII, and, by the way, my silly brother standing in front?"
"However, if you are willing to stand in front of 'them' and clarify, it will be a different situation - but the question is, are you willing?"
Skeffins Steinbeck smiled very jokingly.
King George VI's face became increasingly gloomy.
Especially when he saw that Skiffins Steinbeck was about to disappear as the 'door' closed, his face became even more gloomy, and he could shed tears.
He began to flee quickly.
As Skeffins Steinbeck said, he didn't want to stand in front of 'them'.
The ‘door’ closed behind George VI.
As the 'door' closed, George VI swept away the gloom on his face.
The corners of his mouth turned up, full of smile.
"The 'door' is actually real!"
"This guy is so bold as to borrow the power of the 'Lord of Flesh'!"
"However, since you borrowed the power of the 'Lord of Flesh', then I... can do it too!"
Thinking of this, Qiao An VI left even faster.
And somewhere, Skeffins Steinbeck, who reappeared, was panting slightly.
"The use of the 'door' is still too expensive."
"But it's enough to give you a 'reminder'!"
"The 'High Priest of Flesh and Blood' is in Bode and is imprisoned by the Tesin royal family - this is enough to divert your attention, but it is still not safe..."
"My silly brother, I didn't want you to appear so early, but now that the situation is special, please help your poor brother!"
Skeffins Steinbeck sighed.
He staggered and quickly disappeared from where he was.
…
The negotiations between Emrek and Dortnil Mag were quite smooth.
The second son of the Grand Duke of the North will never admit that he used force to coerce him, let alone say something like, 'If you don't give me satisfactory compensation, everyone in Fabol will have to pay the price.'
No!
None of the above!
If there is, it is just a rumor!
He, the second son of the Grand Duke of the North, is amiable and approachable.
I just had a friendly discussion with the eldest son of the Tulip family, and the two parties reached a considerable consensus and a common strategic goal.
"Brother, how strong is Dortnil Mag?"
"Has it reached level three?"
Enmley Ke suddenly asked on the way back to Bear Castle.
"Well, it must be level three."
"When you asked for the secret technique of 'Fire Tornado Sword Qi' and 5 million compensation, the other party's aura leaked a little."
Simlei Ke nodded.
"Is it really the third level?"
"How does he compare to his elder brother?"
Enmley Ke continued to ask.
"Give him a hand."
Simlei Ke laughed.
"That's good - I want to ask my brother, please kill Dortnir Mag."
Emley said solemnly.
"Um?"
Simulai Ke looked puzzled.
"The North does not need a complete Fabol - the Tulip Archduke has won the internal battle of Fabol. Although he will rest and recuperate for a few years, he will eventually send troops to the North, and he will be more powerful than when the Rose family was in power.
It is a threat, so Dotnir Mag must die, and the heir to the Tulip family can only be Margareta Mag."
"And it must be Margarida Marg who is pregnant with Goethe's child!"
Enmlai Ke said seriously.
Simulai Ke looked at his younger brother.
"Does Goethe know?"
"Does father know?"
asked the grand duke's eldest son.
"have no idea!"
"Goethe will not agree, and neither will my father - but someone must do it. I am willing to do it, and I will give Goethe and father a satisfactory explanation afterwards."
"This will make the Ke family prosperous for hundreds of years!"
Enmle Ke clenched his fists.
Simlei Ke frowned and hesitated.
Of course he knew his brother was right.
But if he does this, Emlay will definitely die.
What is a satisfactory explanation?
It's nothing more than death as apology.
He knows his brother's character very well.
If you die in exchange for a hundred years of prosperity for the Ke family...
He is willing too!
Thinking of this, Simlei Ke made a decision.
He did not allow his brother to die in front of him.
Unless, he dies first!
"I……"
roar!
Just when Simlei Ke was about to say something, a dragon roar suddenly sounded from the dock not far behind him. That was - unique to the Tesine royal family: the dragon-blooded warrior!
PS Fei Long got up late...Sorry...cover your face!
