Chapter 605: The Silver of Thassarian (I)
Shout!
Several screams rang out in an instant.
At that moment, the fire from the cannon barrel was like a brilliant firework, stunning and meteor-like flashing, and behind that astonishment was an endless cold killing machine.
In the eyes of countless people, the cannonball pierced the window and flew into the palace.
Rumble!
Sneerββ
The cannonball exploded suddenly, but the explosion was not as powerful as one might think, and it was able to blast through the palace walls, and instead a large amount of strange white smoke spread wildly in all directions.
"It's over. β
Seeing this scene, many high-ranking generals of the rebel army relaxed their shoulders slightly, relieved, and seemed to see the end of this war.
This is a poison gas bomb with a kill radius of 100 meters, plus this raid, they are considered to have semi-surrounded the palace, not to mention 360 degrees without dead ends, but it also covers most of the places where the king may exist, if you don't believe that the king is so lucky, it happens not to be within the kill radius.
The white smoke spread rapidly, and the semi-enclosed space of the royal palace and castle was undoubtedly their best help, and in a short time, the outer corridors were already occupied by white smoke, and some even leaked out of the castle through the cracks in the windows and doors.
"Ahh
"Ahem, ahem, ahemββ"
"Could it be poison gas!?"
"Hurry up, hurry up, avoid the poison gas and inform the king!"
β......β
Many of the guards roared in panic, and some of the unlucky ones who got close were already staggering at the moment, and they were about to fall to the ground.
It worked!
......
"It's weird over there. β
Stepping on the edge of the roof, Harut frowned slightly, shook his head, and sighed: "After a long confrontation, there was no fight." β
Rao is Kuzan had a straight face, and when he heard Harut's words at this moment, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said with a somewhat strange expression: "That's your captain's father over there." β
Yes, although they didn't meet, but from the familiar "voice", he still judged the identity of one of them, and he believed that Harut also judged it, after all, he had shown an extremely good insight and domineering before.
Harut's face couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly.
After removing his position, as a bystander and an audience, he really wanted the "story" to be more exciting, but the story here is obviously reality, and it is not so easy to end in a real fight.
He set his mind down.
"There seem to be a lot of voices on the other side of the palace that have been weakened, what are they doing?
He wasn't really asking Kuzan either, but he was thinking and organizing his thoughts for himself.
"It's a pity that my domineering experience is still not strong enough and not comprehensive enough. β
Harut felt his own shortcomings, but there was nothing he could do.
After all, people's energy is limited, and the mental effort required to develop all aspects of the domineering to the point of first-class is enough to make ordinary people tired to death, and he can be regarded as talented to be able to raise "perception" and "premonition" to the realm close to the peak so quickly, and it is impossible to make "listening" reach the realm of Anilu, without spending a few years of effort.
However, it can be regarded as a high-speed progress in a few years, after all, the vast majority of masters in this world are in their thirties, and Harut is just twenty, no matter how he counts, he can be regarded as "outstanding".
Vegapunk is really a genius!
Arut couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If it weren't for the talent of his body, he wouldn't have mentioned this realm, although the price to be paid was not small at all.
He pressed his heart gently, feeling his heartbeat.
This is my life now.
While Harut was pondering, Kuzan on the side had already begun to act, slowly walking in the direction of the dragon, and did not stop when he reached the edge.
One step.
Click~
The sound of freezing sounded suddenly, and a white, transparent ice path spread under Kuzan's feet.
"Huh!?"
Harut was slightly stunned, frowned, and then slowly followed.
Dragons are not enemies.
Kuzan didn't seem hostile to himself.
Then it shouldn't be a big deal to keep up, and besides, the strength of Jik's side should not be to the point where he can easily capture him, and with caution, Kuzan can't sneak up on him.
......
"You actually used poison gas bombs!"
Claire's face changed slightly, and she stared directly at the silver-haired men, her tone full of anger, but she couldn't say any more accusatory words.
This is war.
Although the lower limit of the rebel army's performance is somewhat low, this is war.
At this moment, Krall has already made up her mind that if she brings "freedom" to the whole world in the future, and when the newly-born Jutland kingdom ruled by Claudius does not perform satisfactorily, she will definitely bring the "wind of freedom" here, so that he can taste the taste of losing everything.
Klar's face was gloomy.
No matter how much he tried to convince himself at this moment, it was hard for him to believe that this guy Claudius was really fighting for the rebirth of this country.
Gas bombs!
This is quite a no-shower thing, how can he use this with his status?
Kraal was a little skeptical that his head was broken.
In the face of Kral's accusation, the young man called "Thassarian" by the dragon did not have any displeasure on his face, but his smile became more and more intense.
And before he could explain, the dragon above had already spoken: "It's over." β
The silver-haired young man smiled, straightened his collar slightly, nodded solemnly, and said, "It's really time to end, sure enough, your vision is still so unique." β
Even if the positions were different, the silver-haired man still praised at this moment.
"That's not a gas bomb. β
The dragon closed his eyes and said slowly, not saying Krar's name.
......
"That's... Miscellaneous...... ......?"
Boom!
The white smoke spread quickly, and in less than a minute, nearly half of the castle's space was occupied by it.
When the king fainted, he was still enjoying the food and dancing, and he was defenseless at all, and he was simply put down.
However, his face was not blue, and his breathing was still undulating.
- This is anesthetic gas!
Unfortunately, the rebels did not know this.
The Chancellor of the Exchequer is equally unaware of this.
At this moment, he had quietly come to the outside of the castle and joined several nobles.
"Alas, I didn't expect Claudius's methods to be so drastic. β
He hid behind a huge stone monument outside the palace, looked at the misty palace and sighed, "Fortunately, I placed my bet in advance. β
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