"This boy is really capable of causing trouble." The princess rubbed her delicate chin and thought for a while.
"Don't worry about him for now. If he can't even overcome this small difficulty, then he doesn't deserve to be valued by me."
Kenzat nodded in agreement: "Yes."
"Oh, by the way, the old king is about to pass away. You ask them to prepare in advance."
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Six days later, a team of two hundred people appeared outside Dawn City, it was Occam and his party.
The marquis had already found out the identity of the lord.
"Chris, get out of here!"
The sound resounded across the sky like rolling thunder, and could be clearly heard even more than ten kilometers away.
"coming!"
Chris had just finished lunch and was about to take a nap when he heard such an earth-shattering cry.
He immediately put on his armor, mounted his horse and rushed to the south gate without stopping.
At this time, many strong men gathered on the city wall, including Lauder, Guli and the sixth-order Ghost Muscle Vine.
Chris had long expected that the Marquis would come over in the next two days, so he kept his men on high alert.
When he came to the city wall, he saw the young man in the crowd at a glance.
The Marquis of Ockham looks to be in his early twenties, but there is a weathered look in his eyes.
He was wearing gilded armor, holding a sharp sword, and had a bright red cloak on his back. He was very heroic and exuded a mountain-like temperament.
Even from a distance of several hundred meters, you can feel the pressure on the opponent.
Worthy of being a seventh-level knight, this is the most powerful existence Chris has encountered besides his ancestor Qiao Dun.
Marquis Occam asked: "You killed a hundred knights under my command. Do you have anything to explain?"
"They deserved their death." Chris said proudly without any fear, puffing up his chest, "In order to forcefully buy the blue brick formula from me, these guys want to trap my people in the city to death, even if we say there is no food.
, and they are not willing to let the people out."
Occam looked at Bugatti with startled eyes: "How come I haven't heard you talk about this matter? I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"
Bugatti and Ignatz lowered their heads and said nothing.
"But even so, they won't die, that's more than a hundred lives!" Occam said angrily.
Chris asked: "Those people don't care about the life and death of the people under my command, why should I forgive them?"
Occam couldn't help but glance at Chris. Let alone a boy under twenty years old, even a sixth-level knight in front of him would not dare to speak so loudly.
But the boy opposite him was neither humble nor arrogant, and showed no fear at all.
"Give you a chance. Give me the crafting formula of blue bricks and the big tree, and then select thirty strong tauren and give them to me as slaves. This matter will be revealed. Otherwise, I will
Cut off your limbs and turn you into a stick!" Along the way, Occam learned about the composition of the people in Dawn City from Bugatti's mouth, and came up with such a solution.
After all, he couldn't really do anything to a count of the Eagle Kingdom, otherwise even if he was a seventh-level marquis, he wouldn't be able to withstand the attacks of other nobles.
Nobles value their rights and interests. Once this hole is opened, can their own life safety be protected in the future?
"Ha!" Chris sneered, "Sorry, I'm not willing to accept any of your proposals."
Tell me about a hundred lives. In the final analysis, they are all for profit.
"Boy, since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude!" Occam clenched his fist with a sinister smile on his face.
He walked out slowly from the crowd, exuding his momentum to the extreme.
Suddenly the situation changed, the sky was covered with large dark clouds, even the sun was covered, and it became dark within a few kilometers.
"Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it!" Chris jumped off the city wall.
It's a pity that he has only accumulated 10,000 reputation points in the past few days and has not been promoted to level five, otherwise he would have greater confidence.
"This is a matter between the two of us. Let us resolve it one-on-one. What do you think?" Occam raised his head and asked.
Although he has more people than his opponent, the opponent relies on a tall city wall. Once he starts attacking the city, his own side may also suffer casualties. This is not worth the gain and is not in line with Occam's view of interests.
"No problem!" Chris agreed immediately. He didn't want his subjects to be in danger. This was a fortune he had saved little by little.
The two stood under the city wall, facing each other a hundred meters apart.
"Ouch!" Chris directly transformed into a true dragon form. He decided to strike first and spat out a stream of blazing dragon flames from his mouth.
The intense fire light twisted the air, and the pillar of fire spurted toward Occam.
Occam turned a few somersaults and nimbly dodged to the side.
However, Chris turned his head slightly and caught up with him.
Occam was seen holding one hand in front of him, emitting an invisible aura that blocked the dragon's flames from harming him.
The dragon flame pillars naturally spread to both sides like streams hitting the rocks.
Chris sprayed it all in one breath, and Occam was unscathed. Even the corners of his cloak were clean and not stained with dust.
"Whoosh!"
Occam projected the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword flashed with sharp light, bringing a biting coldness, as if it could penetrate even the soul of a person.
"Here comes the sword!" Chris waved his hand, and the dragon's roar grew larger and longer and flew into his hand. He grabbed it and slashed forward heavily.
"Keng!"
When two long swords of very different sizes collided together, there was a deafening impact and sparks flew.
Countless people unconsciously covered their ears with painful expressions.
At the same time, Occam stamped his feet on the ground, and his body flew forward like a cannonball.
He grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulled out the strange sword flower, and stabbed forward again.
Chris hurriedly blocked the dragon's roar in front of him. With a crisp "ding" sound, he felt a huge force coming towards him, causing his jaw to hurt.
Chris flapped his wings quickly and stepped back more than a dozen steps before he could barely steady himself, his arms going numb.
As expected of a seventh-level powerhouse, even a casual blow is so difficult to parry.
In terms of strength, his opponent had an absolute upper hand, far surpassing him. Even the Mammoth Man at the top of the sixth level was inferior to him.
"Oh, is this all you have?" Occam mocked, "The Bloody Dragon Man is nothing more than that."
"Then may I ask, Lord Marquis, what level were you at when you were of my age?"