Chapter 967

see.

Ilion is about to unleash his magic and kill this slippery fish!

Su Chen stopped him with a smile, "Just watch."

"Yes, Marquis Su."

Ilion's attitude is very respectful, because the young man in front of him is a magister!

not far away.

The mercenary warrior wearing a brown turban dodged several attacks from the giant tree warrior, and quickly approached the old king with a scimitar in his hand!

"Marquis Su!"

"Marquis Su, hurry up!"

"The traitor is coming!!"

Many timid royals. They shouted in a hurry.

at this time!

The sound of several whip ropes waving came from above!

The mercenary warrior looked up, his eyes widened suddenly. "What!?"

That's hundreds of vines!

dense!

Like countless tentacles attacking!

It is common knowledge that vines parasitize some tall trees.

These vine tissues have no chloroplasts in their cells and are unable to photosynthesize, and they typically climb high on their hosts where the bark is thinner and pierce the spikes. Drain tree sap for a living.

Under the effect of the idiom card, these vines naturally became treant warriors!

"Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish!"

Before the mercenary warrior could react, he was tied into a big rice dumpling!

These vines are extremely tough, no matter how much strength you have, it is impossible to break free!

"Plop!"

The zongzi hit the ground.

The giant treant warrior swung his hammer high, ready to smash it into a pulp, but was stopped by Su Chen - he needed to live.

"Hush..."

"It's too thrilling!"

"so amazing!"

"This magic is really against the sky!"

"I really want to learn!"

Members of the royal family and nobles breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Su Chen walked up to the fifth-level mercenary warrior, and with a quick glance, he immediately discovered the poison he had hidden in his tooth decay!

"Crack!"

"Ahhhh—"

The carious tooth was pulled out by Su Chen, and the mercenary warrior's mouth was full of blood, screaming in pain!

"What is it called!"

"It's still called to help you pull out your tooth decay!"

Su Chen casually stuffed a few stinky socks that Na Jie had stored into his mouth, and the latter's eyes widened, and he whimpered non-stop.

look around.

In a forest clearing. Dead bodies littered the field.

Poor those habayashi army knights who fainted, most of them were trampled to death by treant warriors and fleeing mercenaries. It can only be said that they were unlucky.

"Damn it!"

"how so!!!"

"That kid, turned out to be a magister!?"

Near the lake in the forest on the other side.

The four have yet to decide the winner.

The black-robed holy-rank killer and the harpy witch didn't even want to defeat Galen and Jarvan, and in fact they couldn't do it either.

They use the kite-flying style of play, only needing to drag two people.

Originally, they had a good idea, holding Galen and Jarvan down, and restraining the Archmage Ilion. It is absolutely impossible for the remaining troops of the king to stop a thousand mercenaries!

Under the temptation of a hundred thousand golden dragons, every mercenary went crazy and wanted to be the first to cut off the king's head!

For this day, they planned for half a year!

First use the witch's ability to tunnel hundreds of miles into the Campas forest, then select and train mercenaries. They paid a lot of money and energy for this, and took huge risks...

I thought it would be a success!

Who knows, Cheng Yaojin popped up halfway! Oh no, Magister!

"damn it……"

"You wait for me!!"

The eagle eyes of the black-robed saint stared fiercely at Su Chen in the distance!

this moment!

Su Chen is on his must-kill list!

No matter what, he will kill this kid to vent his anger in the future!

"Sirsa!"

"retreat!"

The black-robed saint order gave the order, and the harpy witch Saoirsa, who was already covered in bruises. Without saying a word, he flapped his giant wings, set off a storm, and left this ghostly place.

"I'm so envious of being able to fly!"

The black-robed holy step forced Galen back with a sword, and also slipped into the dense forest.

Just as Galen was about to chase after him, Jiawen rushed over first, "Galen! Go and protect Father, leave him to me!"

"Your Highness!"

Just as Galen wanted to stop him, the furious Jiawen had already run away.

Su Chen was watching the battle from afar. Really worried about Jiawen chasing after him alone, he summoned Ziyunyi and followed.

"I go!"

"Marquis Su can still fly!"

"What kind of magic is this?!"

"It's like that witch. Can summon wings!"

"Too awesome!"

Everyone was stunned by Su Chen's multifarious magic.

Even Ilion, who is very knowledgeable, has never seen this kind of magic.

"..."

Galen looked at the direction the two left, and then at the corpses in the woods. Can't help but sigh slightly.

Outside the Campas Forest.

south side.

This is a piece of undeveloped mountains. At the end of the mountains is the vast ocean, and at the foot of the mountains, tens of thousands of mountain people live for generations.

They work at sunrise and rest at sunset, living a simple life.

Until the arrival of two uninvited guests broke the tranquility!

"stop!"

"I still want to run!!"

The fourth prince Jiawen, holding a red halberd, hit the black-robed holy steps with a blow from the giant dragon.

"Crack!"

"puff--!!"

The long sword on the chest of the black-robed holy rank was finally overwhelmed and exploded into dozens of pieces.

The man spurted a mouthful of blood and smashed it into a stream.

He leaned on the stones at the bottom of the stream with his elbows. The gurgling and clear stream washed away the scars all over his body, and wisps of scarlet flowed away.

damn it……

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party had a well-known artifact in the continent, how could he, the Black Blade Frink, be easily defeated?

The cultivation of the fourth prince, Jiawen, is only at the beginning of the holy rank. comparable to him.

Galen is in the middle of the holy rank!

Possesses a terrifying holy grudge!

In order to hold back the great general, he was seriously injured!

Right now, his grudge is almost exhausted and his weapon is ruined. How can he still be Jiawen's opponent...

"Give up, you can't escape."

Jiawen stood by the creek, looking down at him, "Assassinated the emperor in the royal forest, hmph, I want to see what kind of organization you are! You have such courage!"

Frink the Black Blade lowered his head and was silent for a while.

Jiawen thought he was captured without a fight.

Who knows!

He suddenly raised a stream of water forcefully and shot it at his eyes!

"Small tricks!"

Jiawen turned his head away.

When I looked again, Frink the Black Blade had turned up the creek, entered the farmland a few meters away, grabbed a peasant woman by the neck, and looked at him with a wicked smile on her face.

"Ah... ah... woo..."

The middle-aged peasant woman who was still plowing dropped her hoe, and her legs began to tremble in fright.

She could feel that that big hand could break her neck with just a little force.

not far away.

Jiawen's eyes darkened.

"Hey hey..."

"It is said that His Royal Highness, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Demacia, loves the people like a son, and has a kind heart. He must not watch his own people die tragically before his eyes..."