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

King Slot, Grad is already 83 years old, but he has surpassed many old guys who are more than two hundred years old in climbing the path of magic. As it is now, he can almost compete with the dragon-turned-King of Airland.

"Father..." Shanima looked at Grad's back as if she were seeing a god.

If Grad hadn't arrived in time just now, she would have been crushed to pieces by the sword skills of King Aililan.

"Shanima, go join Borat and help me kill King Aililan. This guy is not easy to deal with. He is still unharmed under my nine-ring forbidden spell."

"Yes, yes!" Shanima hurriedly did as she was told, and soon found Skyshatter Knight Borat sitting against the rock wall in the large hole she had made earlier.

"Your Highness Princess..." Borat, whose clothes were stained with blood, took a deep breath, and his eyes burst out with hope: "Is your Majesty here? Great! We can survive when your Majesty is here. Went down..."

"Did you call His Majesty?" Shanima was a little confused.

The magic power of the communication crystal fluctuates so obviously that King Airland should not be able to miss it.

Soon she felt that there was an inexplicable force around her that interfered with the magic magnetic field. No wonder she almost didn't see the big pit just now - the sense of existence here became lower due to the disturbance. She could notice it because she had a purpose. Searching everywhere, and as an eighth-level professional, her mental power is strong enough.

"Is anyone helping us? Or do they have other purposes?"

Shanima had no time to care too much, because the thunder coming from behind and the strong wind showed that her father had continued fighting with King Aililan.

"Borat, it's father here."

Shanima helped the loyal old general up.

This old general who calls himself "Spark Knight" has been stationed in King Slot City for more than eighty years.

He is older than the King of Airland and his father combined, but he is in such a mess at the moment.

Shanima quickly used healing skills to help Borat recover from his injuries.

"Thank you for your help, Your Highness, I am getting old after all."

Seeing the collision of blood and flames in the distance, Borat sighed sadly.

If there is no miracle, he will be stuck at the eighth level for the rest of his life and will never be able to advance to the championship level.

"You are not old yet. You can live for more than a hundred years at least. Don't think too much about it."

Shanima comforted Borat for a few words, and then said anxiously: "Father is not sure about taking down King Aililan, we have to help him."

"Oh?" Borat immediately perked up after hearing this, turned around and picked up the giant axe, which had a slightly curled edge.

"Let's go! Help your majesty kill the thief!"

The royal family of the Slote Empire has always regarded the royal family of Iriland as traitors and thieves, and firmly believes that the royal family of the Slote Empire are the orthodox members of the former Iris Empire. Now that the king of Iriland has made himself inhumane, Long Those who were not dragons strengthened their views.

It is the long-cherished wish of every subject of the Slot Empire to kill the King of Airland and restore the former Aires Empire.

King Slott, who was fighting King Airland on the horizon, did not feel relaxed.

The previous palm was just a surprise. When the actual fight came, he found that he was still slightly weaker than King Aililan.

After transforming into a dragon, King Aililan's power increased dramatically, and the space around him trembled. He was stunned and didn't dare to take a hit.

If he was hit by that murderous giant sword, he would basically end up here.

But he was about to reach the ninth level anyway, and various mysterious spells restricted King Airland one after another, just like a gladiator entangled with a giant beast in a gladiatorial arena, making King Airland spin around.

But that's all.

He has no way to use powerful destructive spells, so he can only deal with the King of Airland. This is the disadvantage of being a mage. It takes time to guide the magic. Now he needs Shanima and Borat to fight for this for him. time.

"Cron, you are not worthy of being a descendant of the St. Ellis Empire. You will die here today, and I will cut off your head and show you how I restored the St. Ellis Empire."

Grad used his mage's hand to deflect the long sword that Crohn had struck.

Then he raised his hand to draw a halo of flames.

One of the fire dragons stretched out its head and breathed dragon breath at Crohn, but in the end it did not cause any effective damage other than making Crohn retreat slightly.

The red dragon's scales have extremely high magic resistance.

Especially the resistance to flames has reached its peak.

However, Grad is still a fire mage. If he is also an ice mage like the Queen, he may be able to bring greater trouble to King Aililand.

"You do not deserve!"

Crohn was indeed angered by these words.

Cut it down with one sword.

Shock waves swept through the world.

Grad took it calmly. What he wanted was for the King of Airland to fight to the death here.

Shanima and Borat quickly came to support.

Now Borat has learned his lesson.

His main role is to act as a human shield to help Grad buy time, while Shanima provides protection for everyone while weakening King Aililan's attack.

Besieged by three eighth-level professionals.

King Aililan finally showed a hint of fatigue.

Finally, at a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Grad's forbidden spell was prepared.

“…gafah-dumahu-ioden-salatuoya!!”

The nine-ring superimposed forbidden spell—thunder and fire destroys the world.

"Disperse!" Grad raised his staff high, soared into the sky, and shouted loudly at the same time, reminding Borat and Shanima who were still hanging around King Iriland.

The sky was covered with fiery red thunderclouds.

The entire Sigrama Mountains felt like the end was coming.

Shanima used an ice shield to help Borat block Crohn's slash, then turned into ice crystals and teleported behind Borat, tore open the teleportation scroll and quickly left the area covered by the forbidden spell.

King Airland looked up at the sky with his sword in hand.

The king of the Slot Empire stood in the thundercloud like a god.

He squinted his eyes and his heart sank.

He felt that a terrifying force had locked onto him.

I haven't had time to think of any countermeasures yet.

"Click——"

I saw a crimson fire thunder splitting out from the thunder cloud, winding down like a swimming python. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed inch by inch from the bursting energy of the fire thunder.

People in nearby towns stared in dismay at the suddenly dark clouds in the sky.

The moment thunder rang out.

Everyone screamed and fell to the ground with their heads in their hands.

"God's wrath!"

There were priests screaming and screaming.

"This is the wrath of God!!"

Wow——

The colored glass of the houses in the town was shattered, and countless translucent fragments floated up and were about to scatter in all directions.

Among the pieces of glass fragments.

All of them reflected the shock, panic, and fear on the faces of passers-by nearby.

boom--

The thunder python landed.

King Aililan's body was swallowed up by a thunder pillar with a diameter of tens of meters. Also swallowed up were the surrounding ruins and trees. They were wiped out like smoke in the endless fire and thunder.

After the smoke dissipates.

King Aililan was seen half-kneeling on the ground, sword in hand, and his majestic body was riddled with holes.

The use of such a powerful forbidden spell at the super level also made Grad almost exhausted. He could not even fly in the air. He fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken.

Borat immediately rushed forward to support the powerful king.

Grad's face was pale, but he showed a proud smile to Crohn who was half-kneeling.

"You lose, Crohn."

"Ahem..."

Crohn raised his eyes coldly and looked at the three eighth-level professionals who were slowly approaching. The tearing pain in his body and the overwhelming internal organs made him spit out a large mouthful of blood.

But even so, he remained expressionless, even curling his lips into a smile, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"We don't have much fighting power now, do we?"

"So what?" Grad frowned, not understanding what Crohn meant.

He didn't think King Airland had any trump cards.

"Come out, Sir Watrous, and kill them."

Crohn raised his eyes and looked in one direction.

There, Su Nian was riding slowly with Anna on a dragon-blooded horse.

Crohn turned his head and continued to stare at Grande, as if he were looking at a bed bug.

"Old guy, after all, I have more trump cards, Jie Jie Jie~"