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

Moslian separated from the crowd and focused his eyes on Su Nian. He was Telunsu's mentor and was also proficient in necromancy. Because he had been dealing with dead people for many years, he also had a face that was not much different from that of a dead person. He was pale. , thin, with gray spots on his face, which look like corpse spots.

"It turns out that Princess Minian is here too."

Mosilian bowed slightly and saluted Minian. The Abyss Order is a force that belongs exclusively to King Illian and only serves King Illian. Therefore, he has no fear of princesses like Minian. Necessary etiquette must still be in place.

"What's going on with you? This is St. Louis Magic Academy, not your Abyss Order!"

When Minian saw that Mosliyan came with bad intentions and that his target was Su Nian, her pretty face was immediately covered with a layer of frost.

"Your Highness, I know this is the St. Louis Academy of Magic. I don't mean any offense by coming here today. It's just that my mage told me that they found a suspicious spirit in your library, and that the spirit also interacted with me. We have met Lord Watrous before..."

He paused, and the muscles on his pale old face under the hood tugged from side to side, revealing a stiff sinister smile:

"The library of the St. Louis Academy of Magic is the treasure of my Airland empire. Isn't that spirit hiding in the library just to secretly learn knowledge? Such a suspicious person must be found, tortured, killed, and let him know the offense The price of my Airland Empire!”

"Fuck you!"

Pastor Noreki cursed loudly in the space ring.

"I've been staying in your shabby library for hundreds of years. I haven't read a single book. Just one look at those rubbish magic models makes my eyes dirty. What the hell, I'm secretly learning from them... with the key. Really? How many handfuls are there?"

Unfortunately, in the space ring, only Su Nian and Anna, the two owners of the space ring, could hear these words. Moslian had no reaction at all to the curse.

The corners of Ana's mouth twitched and she subconsciously put her hands behind her back.

Pastor Noreki in the space ring is still chattering like a machine gun.

"Anna, let me out, and I will shoot him right through with an arrow of dome light!"

"Ahem, mentor, you'd better stay in the ring. My brother and I will resolve this matter."

Anna conveyed a soothing message to Pastor Noreki.

Next to him, Su Nian had taken off his helmet, revealing a serious and cold face and murderous eyes.

He said in a deep voice:

"The spirit did say something to me, but she just asked us to step away, so I took Anna and stepped aside. The matter that the spirit has anything to do with us is pure nonsense. I don't know this. Which of your subordinates told you this sentence?"

Moslian subconsciously glanced at the gray-robed mage on his left.

Su Nian raised his chin, held the big sword behind him with his right hand, and drew the sword in the blink of an eye.

"bass--"

A flash of white light flashed.

Su Nian sheathed his sword.

The head of the gray-robed mage was separated, and his body fell weakly to the ground. The splattered blood covered Princess Minian's face.

ah!

Lord Watrous is so handsome!

I want to be Lord Watrous's dog!

Princess Minian's heart trembled and her whole body shivered. She calmed down her breathing, quietly clamped her legs, and turned a blind eye to the screaming mage students around her. Instead, she calmly took out a silk scarf and wiped the blood on her face.

Moslian's face was ugly, he reached out and took out the bone staff from his arms, and looked at Su Nian with an unkind look:

"Lord Watrous, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? What do you mean by fabricating and distorting facts to smear me as a dragon slayer?"

The gray-robed mage's head just rolled to his feet. Su Nian smiled disdainfully, raised his foot and crushed the head with a "click" in front of Moslian, and then said in a cold tone:

"St. Louis Magic Academy was invited by His Excellency Ferrari Rafa. Before coming to the Ireland Empire, I didn't even know what St. Louis Magic Academy was. How could you actually bring a spiritual body that has been hidden in the library for who knows how long? It’s ridiculous that we connected.”

"We just have suspicions," Moslian said through gritted teeth.

"If you doubt, you have to pay the price of doubt."

Su Nian crossed his arms and raised his head proudly.

He was already tall, so when he raised his head, Moslian could only see his chin, which made Moslian, who was already unhappy, even more unbearable.

He has been working in the Abyss Religion for so many years, and it has always been the Abyss Religion that teaches others how to do things. When has he seen other people's faces?

"Your Excellency Watruss, don't be too arrogant. Don't think that killing a dragon is any big deal. There are many such people in our Iriland Empire."

Moslian squeezed his staff tightly and gritted his teeth, wishing he could summon an undead knight immediately to play with Su Nian.

But he knew not to do that.

Su Nian is the popular person around Aililan. He has an arrogant and domineering personality, which is what the King of Aililan is used to. Now that he has a conflict with Su Nian, he can't get any benefits.

"Slaying a dragon is awesome. If you have the ability, can you kill one?"

Su Nian turned a blind eye to Moslian's soft steps.

This sentence made Moslian laugh angrily.

He looked at Su Nian for a long time, and then thrust the bone staff towards the ground.

"Bang——!"

A circle of black mist roared and spread around. The students screamed and backed away. Ferrari and Minian also changed their expressions instantly.

"Moslian! This is St. Louis Academy of Magic! What do you want to do?"

Ferrari had just taken out his staff and was about to stop Moslian's crazy move. "Boom!" A huge bone claw suddenly jumped out from the ground and grabbed Ferrari.

"I know where I am, and I know what I am doing. Everything I do now is to make the Ireland Empire greater! How can I, the Ireland Empire, rely on an outsider?! What we have to rely on is us Own!"

Moslian opened his arms and looked up at the sky, howling in a reading tone.

His eyes lit up with a faint undead fire.

Amidst the gloomy wind and howling ghosts and wolves, a skeleton altar slowly rose with black smoke.

He quickly took out various materials from the space ring and threw them in various directions on the altar. During the process, many tutors from the Saint Louis Academy of Magic had arrived and attacked him, but they were all beaten to death by the sudden appearance of bone claws. Bits and pieces.

A stronger mage is still on the way.

But now no one can stop Moslian.

"Get up—! Resurrection! My beloved dragon!"

Moslian was like a fanatical musician. He held the staff and pointed towards the center of the altar. A green ray poured into it, followed by a violent dragon roar in response to him.

"hold head high--!!"

In the center of the altar, surrounded by black mist, a huge ghost dragon stood proudly. Its body was terrifying and majestic, and the soul fire in its eyes exuded endless malice towards the living people around it.

"This, this is a ghost dragon! Look, this aura has reached the sixth level!"

"Oh my god, run!"

"We will die if we touch the ghost dragon's withering breath, retreat quickly!"

"As expected of the magician of the Abyss Order, so terrifying!"

The surrounding mage students ran faster, and many instructors also began to flee in a panic. Ghost dragons were summoned. It can only be said that the dragon slayer and Miss Anna are asking for their own blessings.

"Lord Watrous, aren't you able to slay dragons?"

Moslian grinned ferociously and raised his hands.

He stood high on the ghost dragon's head, glaring at everyone present, and screamed: "What is in front of you now is an adult ghost dragon. You should kill it for me, Jie Jie Jie!"