Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Compared to Su Nian's confusion, the players became excited.

They couldn't understand what exactly happened. Anyway, Irelan was wrapped in a crimson snowball, and soon after it was done, he turned into a half-dragon, half-human monster.

At this moment, all the players invariably thought of Relford's words - the mission of saving the world.

The world BOSS is King Airland!

Case solved!

Didn't you see that the big red circle on the map shifted as King Airland left the royal city? Now all the phenomena taken together are enough to explain everything.

It's just that the current King of Airland is obviously invincible to them, with a full eighth level of strength, and it seems that he has become stronger after a wave of evolution...

But now King Airland is under siege!

Maybe their players can watch the fire from the other side and finally reap the benefits?

That was what Big Ivan had in mind anyway. He had even begun to think about how much cloud explosive bombs should be used to kill this eighth-level powerhouse if King Aililan was seriously injured.

The "evolved" King of Airland absorbed all the blood-colored aura around him, and the aura on his body exploded, to the point of putting pressure on Borat and Shanima.

"Well...that's the kind of power it is!"

Krohn, the King of Airland, clenched his fists, and there was a sound like exploding beans all over his body, and his eyes towards Borat and Shanima became more and more unscrupulous.

"Haha, it's really sad. As the emperor of the dragon-slaying empire, he has now turned into a monster that is just like a dragon. What are your principles?"

Borat stared at the monster-like Crone, and the giant ax in his hand struck out with the force of a landslide. At the same time, the ridicule in his mouth did not stop, and he did not hide his disdain and contempt for Crone.

"too slow."

Crohn gently turned sideways to avoid the swiftly coming giant axe, and at the same time, he was close to Borat in almost a millisecond. He stretched out his right hand boldly, and used the dragon's claw to strike at Borat, who was close at hand.

The wind howled.

It even made Borat's face tremble.

"Bang——!!"

The moment the punch hit, a white air wave exploded. Borat's face suddenly turned pale, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

"Uh-huh!"

Shanima only heard Borat scream.

The next second, he was knocked backwards by Crohn's punch, and fell into the ruins of the forest like a haystack knocked away by a bull, without any movement.

Borat is not dead.

The Skyshattering Knight's vitality is extremely tenacious.

But of course things weren't looking good for him either.

Crohn punched his fighting spirit armor to pieces. At this moment, one shoulder was slumped softly, his chest was half an inch sunken, and he didn't even know how many ribs were broken. He was panting violently, struggling to climb from a depth of more than ten meters. He wanted to stand up from the pit in his mouth, and the breath in his mouth had a faint smell of blood.

He slowly raised his head and found that the eldest princess Shanima was already fighting Crohn.

With her superb magic, Shanima was still fighting with Crohn, but soon Borat noticed the sneer on Crohn's lips and the playful look in his eyes.

Obviously, for Crohn, fighting Shanima was just a joke, but Shanima had a serious look on her face, and every time she dodged Crohn's sword and minions, she was in danger.

"No, if this continues, both the eldest princess and I will die. We must inform Your Majesty of the situation here."

Borat pretended to be exhausted and fell back into the pit, and then took out the communication crystal from the space ring to contact Emperor Slott. He could only hope that Princess Shanima could hold on for a while longer.

Su Nian and Anna were near Borat, and he had already "seen" Borat's small movements through the secret breath language.

"Do you really think King Airland is blind? After merging with dragon blood, he already has an intuition as sensitive as a giant dragon, and he is even more sensitive to the fluctuations of magic. This wave is completely seeking death..."

Su Nian shook his head speechlessly.

Although this Skyshattering Knight is a bit brainless, we can't let him die now.

If Borat didn't bring in reinforcements, it wouldn't be easy for him to deal with the King of Airland, so he quietly hid all the magic fluctuations in Borat's communication tool.

As expected, King Aililan, who was playing cat and mouse in the air, didn't notice.

The distress signal has been sent out, but we don't know what kind of existence the coming person will be.

There was a loud "click" in the air.

Shanima's expression changed with horror.

Crohn actually kicked her magic shield.

The torrent of broken magic made her dizzy, but she still subconsciously tore up a scroll and used half-way teleportation to distance herself from Crohn.

When she came back to her senses, she saw Crohn sheathing his sword.

In other words, if she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been killed by a sword and broken into two pieces.

"Shanima, that's it. There are still many things to deal with in my empire, so I won't play with you anymore."

Just three seconds ago, Crohn had received the message from Iliad.

The old red dragon in the royal city has been released, and an inexplicable force has replaced the Sea Lion Duke to launch an attack on the royal city. This force is very powerful individually and also possesses a long-range weapon.

At present, the outer wall of King Airland City has been blasted to pieces.

This force is obviously players who came from various novice villages through the portal.

Players like national wars the most, because having national wars means having a lot of experience points and invasion points.

Therefore, players with small deposits were teleported, and those with no deposits who had borrowed money were also teleported. Only those players who were purely in the lifestyle field remained in the town without moving.

This was a surprise to Crohn.

In order to prevent more things beyond his control from happening, he planned to kill Shanima quickly, and then return to the Royal City of Airland to calm down the chaos.

He no longer held back his hands, holding the sword high in his right hand, his eyes indifferent, like a god judging sin.

Scarlet sword shadows appeared all over the body, overwhelming, blocking almost all the routes Shanima could escape. Even the surrounding magic was gathering towards Crohn, and in such an instant, a vacuum was formed surrounding Shanima. bring.

Without magic power, all the mage's methods will be limited and greatly reduced.

"fall--!!"

boom--!

The sword shadow slashed down, crushing the void one after another like a toppling mountain peak.

Each sword burst out like thunder and thunder.

The air waves stirred up surrounded the ruins of vegetation and turned into a hundred-foot-high wall, swallowing up everything around it wantonly.

"It's time to die."

Crohn put away his sword indifferently and was about to leave.

"Bang——!"

In an instant, the void shrouded by the sword shadow shook violently and shattered.

A huge, ferocious, and arrogant force tore apart the overlapping sword shadows.

It was a huge mage's hand burning with flames, twisting and crushing the void like a piece of paper.

Immediately afterwards, the mage's hand turned into a giant flaming palm and pushed towards Crohn.

The air collapsed wherever it passed, and a red wave of air swayed, and with a devastating momentum, he slapped Crohn's head from the top of his head.

Crohn's eyes narrowed, and he raised his sword to block, but was still slapped into the ground by a palm, and the giant palm even crushed him several times.

On the horizon, there is a red fire coming from the west.

Even if you just look at it, you will have the illusion that your whole body is being burned by fire.

"Hahahaha! Crohn, how are you doing lately??"

The wild laughter was like thunder rolling from the sky.

As soon as he finished speaking, the red fire approached.

In the fierce flames, a black-robed mage stood proudly, holding a staff wreathed in flames.

It seemed ordinary, but as he appeared, the fire elements in the surrounding environment gathered towards him as if they had found their biological father, and finally condensed into the elemental shadow of a glaring Balrog giant behind him.

The emperor of the Slot Empire finally came.