In the study, Duke Tulip was suddenly stunned.
Then, the old duke, sensing something, shouted loudly—
“Stop him!”
The patriarch of the Green Vine Family immediately scattered a field of seeds.
Dozens of vines as thick as arms grew rapidly and quickly enveloped Fapol VII.
but,
It's of no use at all.
When a giant dragon that was twenty meters tall and a hundred meters long appeared, these dozens of vines as thick as arms broke like rubber bands that were stretched to the extreme.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the vines breaking was like a slap on the face of the Grand Duke of Tulip.
The old duke looked at the giant dragon in front of him, whose body was a mixture of red and gold, and his expression changed back and forth.
"It's you!"
"It was you who refined the three leaders of the 'Dragon Blood Knights'!"
"Dilkmo, you are the one who threw the smoke bomb!"
Duke Tulip instantly understood the whole story.
But his expression became more and more ugly.
It was not only because he was deceived by Fapol VII, but also because he knew very well what Fapol VII, who had transformed into a giant dragon, represented!
legend!
Moreover, as everyone knows, a legend that has transformed into a dragon is stronger than an ordinary legend!
The five family patriarchs, Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, had even uglier expressions on their faces. They glared at Hotemas.
Before this, all the information about Fapol VII was provided by the other party.
However, two days ago, the evaluation of Fapol VII was still: his strength was acceptable.
This is acceptable?!
Looking at the giant dragon looking down at them, the five family patriarchs, Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, almost roared out loud.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
“Hallucination!”
"It's all an illusion!"
Hotemas shouted as if he couldn't accept the reality.
What greeted him was a dragon claw from Fapol VII.
Bang!
Hotemasi smashed the wall like a cannonball, flew out of the study, fell heavily to the side of the palace, vomited blood and fainted.
Fapol VII took action.
Grand Duke Tulip and the five family patriarchs of Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus also took action.
At this point, it's too late to recover.
Or rather...
Fapol VII waited so long for them to take the bait, how could he let them go so easily?
This time!
Either you die or I die!
clang!
The Violet Family Patriarch drew his sword and charged.
From the blade, the sword energy that could cut through steel shot out like an arrow.
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Ding ding ding!
But it didn't work at all.
The sword energy shot onto Fabol VII's dragon scales, but it was completely useless except for causing sparks.
And more seeds took root and sprouted under the feet of Fapol VII.
Among the hundreds of green vines, there are plants with bright colors, sharp branches and leaves, and unique shapes.
But it's basically useless.
After Fapol VII transformed into a dragon, his size was too huge.
Most of the plants were barely higher than his legs.
More?
It's beyond my ability.
The only threat is the Lily Family Patriarch!
Buzz!
A faint light bloomed in the hands of this patriarch, an illusion that could make ordinary people faint instantly and slow down extraordinary people, and it silently attacked Fabol VII.
This made Fabol VII, who had just raised his dragon claws to slap the patriarchs of the Violet Family and the Green Vine Family away, stunned.
Then——
call!
A scorching hot dragon breath like magma spurted down on his head.
"Drink!"
The Patriarch of the Thorn Family stood in front of the Patriarch of the Lily Family, an invisible force field surged up, and the unique power of thorns in his blood made him fearless.
Then, melt in the dragon's breath.
The patriarch of the Lily family also melted away.
roar!
Fabol VII let out a dragon roar.
The crimson light flickered .
This is a precursor to the dragon's breath.
But at this moment, a figure appeared there.
He is the patriarch of the Dark Lotus Family.
The dagger in the hand of this short clan leader was already filled with dark blue poison.
There was a cold light flashing in the patriarch's eyes.
Of course he knew how terrifying the dragon was.
Therefore, he chose 'Dragon Tooth' as ​​the dagger.
Therefore, he chose 'Voodoo' as an aid.
He was sure that he could insert the dagger into Fabol VII's body, and when the 'voodoo' spread, that would be their victory.
Moreover, he was confident that if he missed his target, he could escape immediately.
As for what happens next?
Naturally, it was handed over to the eldest son of the Tulip family!
It’s not about believing in the other party’s promises.
It’s not about trusting the other person’s reputation.
But a contract.
only--
Boom!
A roar of thunder.
A flash of lightning flashed from the golden dragon scales of Fabol VII.
The patriarch of the Dark Lotus Family was hit directly.
Not fatal.
But it affected the mobility of the Dark Lotus Family's patriarch, which was fatal.
Bang!
As soon as Fabol VII raised his dragon claws, the patriarch of the Dark Lotus family was pinched in the dragon claws.
The next moment, Fapol VII clenched his dragon claws suddenly.
In an instant, the Dark Lotus Family patriarch's flesh and blood turned into mud.
call!
Another breath of dragon came out.
The patriarch of the Green Vine Family was unable to dodge and was directly melted in the magma-like dragon breath.
The Violet Family Patriarch slashed out sword energy to stop the invasion of dragon breath.
However, the scorching dragon breath was too terrifying.
After just a dozen seconds, the long sword in the patriarch's hand groaned under the heavy burden, and then broke.
The Violet Family Patriarch’s combat effectiveness immediately dropped by 50% after losing his sword.
Facing the sweeping dragon breath, he could no longer resist and could only dodge continuously.
The dragon's breath is like magma, easy to hide from.
The dragon's breath is as fast as lightning and hard to defend against.
Boom!
When the lightning dragon breath fell, the body of the Violet Family Patriarch trembled, and then he was submerged by the magma-like dragon breath.
The patriarchs of the five major families, Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, all died.
And at this moment, less than three minutes had passed.
"roar!"
The dragon-like Fabol VII roared towards the sky.
The red and golden scales complement each other.
Burning|Heat and thunder, flickering constantly.
Tyranny and kindness appear to each other.
But more than that, it’s refreshing!
He had wanted to do this for a long time.
Now that he had finally accomplished it, Fapol VII could not help but shout out loudly with a sense of satisfaction and satisfaction:
“Come out!”
"It's just you and me!"
The Duke of Tulip just disappeared.
However, Fapol VII knew that the other party was nearby.
As for escaping?
The other party will not escape.
Where can the other party escape to?
In fact, this is true.
The Duke of Tulip did not run away.
However, the location where the Grand Duke of Tulip appeared also surprised Fapol VII.
"Yes, it's just you and me."
"It's time..."
"Let's put an end to this!"
The sound came from the stomach of Fapol VII after he turned into a dragon.
Fapol VII was shocked.
He never thought that the Duke of Tulip would actually get into his stomach.
Immediately afterwards, severe pain spread throughout the body.
roar!
Fapol VII uttered a wail, rolled over and fell to the ground.
Then, the dragon-like body shrank rapidly.
"Come out!"
Fabol VII roared.
“Heh, I’ve tried my best to get here. After coming in, I no longer have the strength to leave. Otherwise, the attack just now would not be so simple.”
Teleportation, one of the awakened abilities of the Tulip family bloodline.
Able to instantly move to the field of vision or coordinates.
The former is effortless.
the latter?
The consumption varies depending on the length of the coordinates or the environment.
In the dragon's belly?
That really is all the Tulip Duke has given.
If the five family patriarchs, Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, had not created opportunities for him, he wouldn't even be able to set up the coordinates.
"Unfortunately, we have all been deceived by you."
"Otherwise, we will definitely win!"
Feeling the pressure on his body, Grand Duke Tulip was still worried about the outcome, but then, the old Grand Duke raised his head again and said, "But my son will definitely accomplish the feat of slaying the dragon!"
"The coordinates will always exist within your body!"
"Anyone who is a member of the Tulip Family can feel its presence!"
"Unless you never transform into a dragon, you will definitely die in the hands of my son, and your flesh and blood will be used to catalyze the creation of the strongest person for the Tulip Family."
"Under this premise, it doesn't matter if I die!"
"Hahaha!"
Duke Tulip laughed out loud.
There is no longer any resentment.
"Oh."
Fapol VII sneered.
The king who was in charge of the overall situation stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and said in an extremely cold voice: "Back then, the 'Dragon Blood Knights' had three chiefs and vice-chiefs. The 'Dragon Blood Potion' I took was only for two of them. Guess who took the last 'Dragon Blood Potion'?"
Duke Tulip, who was laughing, was stunned.
"You only took two?"
"Another one?"
"Is it Dirkmer?"
"wrong!"
"It's not that guy. He's just a smokescreen you threw out. It's..."
Duke Tulip obviously knew who it was.
But Fapol VII no longer gave him a chance to speak.
Gah! Gah!
Fapol VII, who had fully regained his human form, squeezed the Grand Duke of Tulip, who was still hiding in his body, into mud.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Fapol VII's mouth.
A pale color appeared on the king's face.
It was obvious that this had just caused His Majesty the King to suffer serious injuries.
But we are not done yet!
"Hotmas!"
Fapol VII looked in the direction where his 'uncle' had flown backwards before, and walked towards there with big strides.
but,
No one!
All that was left were downed bushes.
"Run away?"
"Can you run away?"
Fapol VII sneered, turned around and walked towards his bedroom.
One figure after another appeared behind His Majesty the King.
These figures have stern faces and sharp eyes.
When Fapol VII walked back to the door of his bedroom, there were already hundreds of such people gathered.
These people are the subordinates he truly relies on.
When thinking of his subordinates, Fapol VII thought of Porti.
Although the other party should also be a chess piece planted by someone else on his side, he is a very useful chess piece. Now that the person who planted him is dead, he should still be useful - for example, to take the blame for him!
Thinking of this, Fapol VII began to look for Polti who should still be unconscious.
But nothing found!
Just like Hotemasi!
Disappeared!
A bad premonition made Fapol VII quicken his pace.
He rushed directly to the secret room in the bedroom.
Then--
"Porti! Hotemas!"
"I'm going to skin you alive and tear out your tendons!"
Fapol VII's roar echoed throughout the palace.
Everyone heard it.
Including Polti.
No!
To be more precise, it should be: Skiffens Steinbeck.
The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, who had taken the Fabol royal family's secret realm 'Saint Expedition' away through the 'door', had a smile on his face - not a proud or complacent smile, but just a polite smile.
Because, in front of him, there was a person blocking his way.
Hotmas.
Looking at the patriarch of the Rose family, Skiffins Steinbeck frowned slightly.
Of course he knew the other party.
When Faber was planning to "take advantage of the situation", the other party's name had always been on his observation list, but Skiffins Steinbeck never thought that the other party would stand in his way.
After everyone had been deceived by him, the other party appeared.
This made Skiffens Steinbeck sigh.
"It seems that I underestimated you."
This is what the Steinbeck family heir said.
Hotemas shook his head.
"Me too."
The 50-year-old patriarch of the Rose family looked much younger than his peers, and there was an undisguised look of surprise on his face. He looked at Skiffins Steinbeck with amazement.
"Is Porti dead?"
The patriarch of the Rose Family asked.
"Then Hotemasi is dead too?"
Skiffens Steinbeck also said so.
The heir of the Steinbeck family believed in his previous judgment that although Hotemus was a person worthy of care, he was definitely not someone who needed to be paid special attention to.
Such a person should not appear in front of him.
Just like the character he played, Polti.
unless……
Hotemas in front of him was also replaced.
Standing on the outskirts of Sark, the capital of Faber, Skiffins Steinbeck and Hothmas smiled at each other. They seemed to have a telepathic connection and said almost at the same time: "For the sake of sincerity, we can show our true colors."
The same words made the two of them stunned.
Then, the two of them smiled at the same time without any embarrassment.
"I count three, two, one?"
"Of course, no problem."
Skiffens Steinbeck nodded.
Hotemas began to count down.
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
As the voice fell, the two men raised their hands at the same time and wiped their faces. Then, when their palms were put down, the faces still belonged to Porti and Hotemas.
“This is my real face.”
"I didn't lie to you."
Hotemas sighed.
The face of the Rose family patriarch was full of sincerity.
"Me too."
"I'm really Poldi."
Skiffins Steinbeck was equally sincere, and his eyes even showed the sincerity of a young boy just starting out.
Then, the two smiled at each other again.
"I think we need to have a good talk."
"Farpol VII will not let you go if you take the secret realm 'Saint's Expedition'."
"But I'm curious, how did you take the secret realm 'Saint's Expedition'?"
"Mr. Skiffins Steinbeck."
Hotemas asked softly.
"Just pick it up and take it away as usual."
"There's nothing to be curious about."
"On the contrary, I am curious about your resurrection."
"His Majesty King George VI."
Skiffens Steinbeck's voice also softened.
"Am I that obvious?"
Hothmas... No, George VI touched the face that belonged to Hothmas.
"Not obvious. Except for me, probably no one can determine your identity. After all, only those who get the 'clues' I left in Lust will understand what I just did to make Fapol VII so angry."
"Except for my stupid brother, the person who got the most clues is naturally the former King of Tesin, His Majesty George VI."
"And I know my silly brother very well. He doesn't seem to be very smart and not very good at calculating."
"So, you are the only one left."
Skiffens Steinbeck shrugged.
"Yes, just now, even when King Fabol VII was most angry, he only vented his anger towards you and never said what you did."
"I was negligent."
"I didn't expect it to be discovered so soon."
Hotemas sighed.
"It's us, not you."
"I am just a young man who has lost his family and is forced to survive."
Skiffins Steinbeck spread his hands, full of helplessness.
"oh?"
"Then I am an old man who has escaped death and is now in his twilight years. I just want to find a safe place to spend the rest of my life."
King George VI was all smiles.
"You see, we still have a lot in common."
“I think we can work together.”
Skiffens Steinbeck suggested.
“I’m not against collaboration.”
"But, there is one thing I need to know—"
"Where did you learn the knowledge left by my ancestors?"
George VI still smiled.
Skiffens Steinbeck also smiled.
"His Majesty the Mad King's legacy is not only sought by the Tesin royal family, but also by royal families of various countries. There are countless forces secretly searching for it. After all, everyone is curious about what kind of power the person who created the 'baptism' ceremony and founded the Tesin Kingdom obtained from the witch, so that 'they' are..."
"Shut up!"
Skiffins Steinbeck spoke softly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by George VI.
George VI was somewhat exasperated.
He looked around warily.
Skiffins Steinbeck smiled even more brightly.
“Have fun.”
Having said these words, Skiffins Steinbeck pushed the door open and walked in.
King George VI looked gloomy as he watched Skiffins Steinbeck walk in.
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by 'them'?"
"Of course I'm afraid."
"But aren't you, Fabol VII, and my silly brother standing in front?"
"However, if you are willing to stand in front of 'them' and clarify the matter, it will be a different situation. But the question is, are you willing to do so?"
Skiffens Steinbeck laughed playfully.
George VI's face became increasingly gloomy.
Especially when he saw Skiffins Steinbeck about to disappear as the 'door' closed, his face became so gloomy that water seemed to drip from it.
He began to flee quickly.
As Skiffens Steinbeck said, he didn't want to stand in front of "them".
The 'door' closed behind George VI.
As the 'door' closed, the gloom on George VI's face disappeared.
The corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.
"The 'door' is actually real!"
"This guy is so bold as to borrow the power of the 'Lord of Flesh and Blood '!"
"However, since you have borrowed the power of the 'Lord of Flesh and Blood', then I... can do it too!"
Thinking of this, Joan VI left even faster.
And somewhere, Skiffins Steinbeck reappeared and was breathing slightly.
"The use of 'door' is still too consuming."
"But it's enough to give you a 'reminder'!"
"That 'High Priest of Flesh and Blood' is in Bodø, imprisoned by the Tesin royal family - this is enough to divert your attention, but it is still not safe..."
"My silly brother, I didn't want you to come on stage so early, but now the situation is special, please help your poor brother!"
Skiffens Steinbeck sighed.
He staggered and quickly disappeared from the spot.
…
The negotiations between Enmleik and Dortmund Magg went quite smoothly.
The second son of the Northern Grand Duke would never admit that he used force to coerce, let alone admit that he said something like "If you don't give me satisfactory compensation, everyone in Faber will pay the price."
No!
None of the above!
If there is, it’s just a rumor!
He, the second son of the Grand Duke of the North, is amiable.
I just had a friendly discussion with the eldest son of the Tulip family. Both parties reached a considerable consensus and have a common strategic goal.
"Brother, how strong is Dortnier Mag?"
"Have you reached the third level?"
Enmlai.K suddenly asked on the way back to Xiongbao.
"Yes, it must be level three."
"When you asked for the secret technique of 'Flame Tornado Sword Qi' and 5 million compensation, the other party's aura leaked a little."
Simlai K nodded.
"Is it really the third level?"
"Compared to my brother, how does he do?"
Enmlai Ke continued to ask.
"Give him a hand."
Simlai K laughed.
"That's good - I would like to ask my brother to kill Dortniel Mag."
Enmulai said solemnly.
"Um?"
Simlai Ke looked puzzled.
"The North does not need a complete Fabol. Grand Duke Tulip won the Fabol internal struggle. Although he will rest for a few years, he will eventually send troops to the North. And he will be more threatening than when the Rose Family was in power. Therefore, Dortnier Magg must die. The heir of the Tulip Family can only be Margarida Magg."
"And it must be Margarida Mag, who is pregnant with Goethe's child!"
Enmlai Ke said seriously.
Simlaik looked at his brother.
"Did Goethe know?"
"Does father know?"
The eldest son of the Grand Duke asked.
"have no idea!"
"Goethe would not agree, and neither would my father. But someone has to do it, and I am willing to do it. Afterwards, I will give Goethe and my father a satisfactory explanation."
"This will make the Ke family prosperous for a hundred years!"
Enmlai K clenched his fists.
Simlaik frowned and hesitated.
Of course he knew his brother was right.
But if he did that, Enmlai would definitely die.
What is a satisfactory explanation?
It's nothing more than dying to atone for one's sins.
He knew his brother's character too well.
If I were to die in exchange for a hundred years of prosperity for the Ke family...
He is willing too!
Thinking of this, Simlai Ke made a decision.
He would not allow his brother to die in front of him.
Unless, he dies first!
"I……"
roar!
Just when Simlai K was about to say something, a dragon roar suddenly sounded from the dock not far behind him. It was - the dragon blood warrior unique to the Tesin royal family!