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Volume Two: Demonic Invasion Chapter 242: Battle for the Throne (15)

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    Pasha led a group of guards running up the stairs. When the guards woke him up, he couldn't believe that an enemy could pass through the sight of the patrol and the detection of the magician.  He also learned on the way that a team of assassins from the Scarlet Dagger Brotherhood had just appeared. Hadawa's personal guard chief ordered the others to be on guard and chased the assassins alone without knowing where they were going.  When he heard the news, the captain of the guard felt uneasy. The captain of the guard was the most powerful among them, a swordsman at the blue badge level. Now that he has left, maybe a few more guards around him will fall.

    The magician told him that the intruders went directly to the fifth floor to attack Hadawa without stopping, and only two people stayed on the fourth floor to guard.  This made him feel extremely at ease. You know, in order to please the eldest prince, several nobles sent a sixth-level magic beast, a bison named "Ogias". It was tied by magic to the door of the prince's bedroom, and any enemy  All will be killed by it.

    This monster has been tamed and is as obedient as an ordinary guard dog, but when faced with an attacker, it will burst out with the terrifying power of a high-level monster.  Pasha saw with his own eyes that this high-level monster sprayed out a stream of flames from its nose and burned two long swords made of the God King's stainless steel, leaving no crumbs or powder left.

    "They must have turned into bones by now." Pasha thought in his heart, "I don't doubt Augeas' ability."

    "Captain, something's not right up front." A guard said as he ran, gripping his sword tightly and getting ready for battle.

    "Really? Ah - grass and wild flowers? Stop!" Through the moonlight, Pasha saw the strange scene in front of him. He was obviously in a tower, but the ground was covered with various plants, as if there was a  Primitive jungle, "Everyone, be prepared." He looked behind him and saw fifty guards ready to go. Such strength made him feel much more at ease.

    "Move forward quickly." Pasha took the lead, and the footsteps of the guards sounded like a dense drumbeat.  The moonlight coming in from the window was instantly covered in countless shadows and turned black until they all passed through.

    For this tower, it can be said that Pasha can't go wrong with his eyes closed. The guard captain has the right to understand the building he is guarding.  Therefore, he could clearly tell that the stairs ahead were different from before.  First of all the railings are missing, and secondly, the brick-paved ground is also covered with wild grass and flowers, and there are vines on the walls next to it.  The only thing that made Pasha feel at ease was that the staircase was not destroyed. Once it was destroyed, they would have to spend a lot of time to take a long way around.

    "Who knows what is going on?" Pasha pointed at the grass in front of him with his sword, "Weeds will not grow on the bricks."

    "But druids can do it all." A well-informed guard said, "They have all kinds of abilities. Captain, I think we have toah-" Before he could finish his words, the wall  A vine quickly sprang out from the window, and it passed through the guard's throat like a poisonous snake, then tied his body tightly and threw him out of the window.

    This change surprised all the guards.  They roared and rushed over, cutting the vines with their long swords.  The remaining vine seemed to feel pain, and shivered and retracted into the countless vines on the wall.

    "Damn it, hurry up! Let's go through this grassland and kill the druid directly." Pasha made a quick decision.  Stopping can only be used as a target. Only by taking the initiative can you get a chance.  However, "crossing the grass" is no simple task.  There were vines growing out of the walls on both sides, punching holes in the necks of the guards.  Two guards holding torches planned to throw the torch. One of them had his throat strangled, while the other successfully threw the torch.  Raging flames ignited on one side of the wall, and the sound of crackling and popping vines was heard. The firelight illuminated the tragic situation of the warrior who threw the torch being twisted into a puddle of mud by the vines.

    "Who is that guy?" The guards were lucky enough to get to the fifth floor, but guarding the stairs was a huge Aslago-toothed tiger.  It roared ferociously, and then pounced on the guards.  At the same time, the grass under their feet grew wildly and turned into long, tough grass more than one meter long, tightly wrapping around their calves.

    This sealed their legs. Every time the Aslague-toothed tiger made a save, one of the guards would inevitably have his head bitten off.  The number of guards dropped sharply, but the sharp teeth of the Aslaug-toothed tiger were covered in blood. Many heads with fearful expressions were rolling around on the floor, joining the headless corpses of the guards who had fallen down.  into a pair.

    Pasha was frightened and angry. He roared like a wild beast.  The guard captain was furious at the tragic death of his comrade. He threw the long sword in his hand, and the sharp sword accurately pierced the eye of Aslaug-toothed Tiger.  It looked up to the sky and roared, and then pounced on the guard captain even more crazily. It instantly bit his throat and greedily devoured his body to compensate for the pain it had suffered.  However, the enraged mad beast just had time to eat the parHis thigh was killed by other guards.

    The remaining guards cut the long grass under their feet, and then saw a saw a savage Retenin rushing over, Bastanai raised his sword high, and while the guards were panicking, he kept raising and lowering the sword.  , a guard's face was cut open directly.  Seeing the bravery of the Leitening people, the guards completely collapsed and they ran down the stairs.

    "Quack¡ª¡ª" The sound of wood rubbing against each other sounded, and the wooden warrior who had been ambushing before rushed out immediately.  They were actually very agile in their movements, and the big wooden sticks slammed into the helmets and chests of the guards. They died of concussions and broken hearts.  Some of them managed to survive, but these monsters without thoughts and emotions, regardless of whether the fallen person was alive or not, would hit him twice more to make sure that the person had lost all his life.

    These guards all died miserably, with some parts of their bodies turned into flesh, and their armors were beaten into dents and deformations.  The power of the giant wooden hammer was so amazing that it was difficult for them to keep their bodies intact.

    The guards who escaped the attack of the monsters condensed by the railings were killed by vines on their way downstairs. Their chests, foreheads, and abdomen were pierced by sharp vines, and blood flowed on the green grass.  The last guard ran wildly on the grass, away from the vines, the wooden warrior and Bastanai.  Just as he was running desperately, the flowers under his feet suddenly jumped up, and all the petals opened, revealing the sharp thorns inside.  The sharp thorn pierced the guard's forehead, and his steps stopped. After a few seconds, the flower returned to its previous appearance, returning to the ground, with its petals closed and beautiful.

    ¡°Huh¡ª¡± Bastanay sighed as if he was escaping from death. When he saw fifty guards rushing over, he was almost ready to write a suicide note.  But he didn't expect that Delant's druid magic was so powerful that he directly killed fifty guards. Their corpses were still lying in a mess in front of them, and their blood was flowing at their feet.

    He turned to look at Delant, and was about to say a few words of encouragement - Delant fell in the corner, blood pouring out of the corner of his mouth, his arms were full of tiny cuts, and there was a large area of ??burnt black on his chest.  .  Bastanay was startled. He strode over, helped Delante up, and loudly asked about the current situation of the Druid of Change.

    "This piece ofmagicis closely related to meit gets hurtand I will be hurt at the same timeonce it is completely destroyedI will alsodie" Delant said intermittently,  Blood emerged from his mouth, then flowed along the corners of his mouth to his chin, flowed on his neck, and finally fell to the ground drop by drop.

    "Are you okay?" Bastanay held Delant's hand, "You're not going to die."

    "As long as it isn'tcompletely destroyedI won't dieit just hurtsit will be fine" Delante said laboriously, his head tilted to the side, breathing irregularly,  On and off.

    "Let me see" Bastanay heard vague footsteps, and he immediately rushed down the stairs.  This time, the strength of the guards made his expression change greatly. About two hundred guards were running here, as well as eighty Hadawa's personal guards.  In dealing with fifty guards before, a lot of Delant's efforts have been ruined. Nowaccording to what the druid said, once this magic is completely destroyed, he will also die!  Bastanay raised his sword and took a deep breath.

    Yes, just like many years ago, he was walking alone on the snowfield.  He was just sixteen years old at the time and discovered that the girl he had always had a crush on was performing passionate scenes in bed with a man.  The sudden blow knocked the Leitening man dizzy. He heard a sound not far away, so he raised his sword and took a deep breath.

    There was only one chance. The white-haired polar bear rushed over. It raised its giant claws, cut a terrifying wound on Bastanay's chest, and knocked away the long sword - he seized the opportunity!  He punched the bear hard in the face, and while it was dazed, Bastanay punched, punched, and punched the bear to death.

    His blood dyed the snow red, and he fell on the polar bear's body.  The bear's fur protected him from the cold snowflakes when he was dizzy. The people in the village found him and gave him the title "The Man Who Killed the Bear with His Bare Hands."  After a while, he beat up the man he slept with the girl he had a crush on, and later found out that the man had a lot of background connections.  Fortunately, the lord of Bastanai was a good man, and under the protection of that lord, Bastanai was sent to the Atak Empire to start a new life.  But from then on, he no longer had any stupid thoughts about "love", and he liked to exchange gold coins for a night's sleep.

    This is his story.  Now, Bastanay wants a new name.  Perhaps "the Reitning man who blocked two hundred and eighty enemies alone" is more suitable for him. The Reitning man raised his sword.

    It¡¯s okay to stick to one pointOne minute, one second counts.
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