Chapter 673: Live for My King, Die for My King!
The two kings were all startled, and Thomas almost jumped up in his seat, but fortunately, a trace of reason kept him restrained.
The collective face of the First Empire changed greatly, and several of Thatcher's cronies were about to rush to the high platform, but they were stopped by the man in gold armor and the man in purple armor, the two looked at each other, their brows were deeply locked, their eyes were full of disbelief, and there was a hint of jealousy.
The free kingdom was boiling, and soon it spread to every corner of the scene, before it was about 50,000 people, but now it has become 60,000 or 70,000 people, and they are mercilessly chanting one name: King of the Night!
Thatcher flew a parabola in the air, slammed his back on the marble floor of the high platform, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood in succession, his whole body convulsed like spasms, and his face was in pain, and the miserable condition was extremely oozing.
In her chest, the black gold armor was sunken half the size of a football, and the injuries in her body could be imagined.
The blue whirlwind continued, however, the violent energy released was weakening, and after more than ten seconds, it finally completely dissipated, and in the center of the whirlwind, a thin but resolute body like a mountain stood with its head up, except for the seriously damaged robes on its body, there was no blood stains on its body, and its face was full of awe-inspiring slaughter.
King of the Night!
The night is falling, and there is no life!
In an instant, the sound of the scene reached its peak, as if the earth trembled and the sky shook.
The Night King flashed and came to Thatcher, lowered his gaze, and said indifferently: "You lost." ”
Thatcher was silent, blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth, and his spirit was very weak.
Freud announced, "The winner of this contest is the King of the Night." ”
The applause rang out and was indecisive.
On the side of the First Empire, two people jumped on the high platform to help Thatcher down, but the Night King raised his hand: "Wait a minute." Then he said to the Free Nation: "Alina, erase one of Thatcher's latest memories." ”
Aliana immediately jumped onto the high platform, and the faces of everyone in the First Empire changed suddenly, and the man in purple and gold armor shouted: "The victory and defeat have been decided, Night King, are you doing this too much?" ”
The man in the golden armor also said: "Thatcher has many secrets of the First Empire in his mind, Night King, if you insist on doing this, then my First Empire will not hesitate to fight with your free country!"
If Thatcher's skills are not as good as others, and she unfortunately dies in battle, it may not cause a backlash from the First Empire, but if she searches her memories and puts some of the core secrets of the First Empire at risk of being exposed, it is tantamount to moving the bottom line of the First Empire.
The Night King looked indifferent, looked down on the people of the First Empire with a squinting eye, and said in a light tone: "If she is not voluntary, who can get information from her memory, I just want to erase the memory of her battle just now, and that memory contains my personal secrets." ”
Although the man in purple armor and the man in gold armor were extremely reluctant, they still kept their mouths shut, they knew that the Night King was right, but in this way, Thatcher would be humiliated in public and bring shame to the First Empire.
It's like asking for a body search.
"Aliana, let's get started. ”
Alina answered, tied a knot in front of her with both hands, and a ball of white light emitting holy brilliance floated up, brighter than Scondi's eyes, revealing a hint of admiration, and couldn't help but say: "It's not a loss to be the top three magic geniuses in the two hundred and thirty-year history of the Academy of Magic, Alina, as long as you nod your head and are willing to join the Red Devil, today I promise in public that when you complete the magic of the Holy Light System, I will give you the position of the leader of the Red Devil." ”
I don't know whether to say that it is above board, or is it extremely shameless?
Everyone in the Red Devil showed a hint of surprise, but they couldn't see how to resist, after all, the Holy Light Magic Cultivator was recognized as the darling of the heavens, and as long as he didn't die halfway, he would definitely reach the peak of the pyramid of the wizarding world in the future.
On the side of the Free Nation, the members of the rear of the phalanx looked angry one by one, but the nine cores, the twenty-one cores, and most of the high-level looked the same, I don't know if it was just a joke from Biscondi, or if they had absolute trust in Aliana's position.
The Night King glanced back at Biscondi, a smile crossed his eyes, and after Alina's mouth came to an end, he raised his eyes to Biscondi, and his tone was cold and resolute: "I live for my king, and die for my king." ”
Biscondi choked for a moment, shook his head with a dry smile, he didn't see any embarrassment, but there was some regret in his heart, he was also happy, and he mentioned it, not a lie, but he didn't have much hope, he knew very well how terrible the cohesion of the free country was, and the source of this terrible cohesion was the King of the Night.
Live for my king, die for my king!
The Night King just shook his head, and there was a helpless expression under the mask, in his heart, those brothers and sisters were not his flesh and blood?
Alina chanted a piece of magic again, and the ball of light shone brightly, slowly glancing at Thatcher, who was seriously injured and unable to resist, and his eyes slowly closed, and at this moment, Thomas shouted: "Stop! As he spoke, with a wave of his big hand, a sword with condensed true qi flew towards the ball of light.
The Night King's eyes narrowed, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and with a teleportation, he intercepted the True Qi Sword with his body, and the True Qi Sword exploded at the touch of a button, and a scorching heat burned a large part of the Night King's clothes, revealing the charred flesh inside.
At the same time, the white light cluster also reached the center of Thatcher's eyebrows, gradually illusory, and finally dissipated invisible, Thatcher's body trembled, several forehead lines appeared on his forehead, and Alina said coldly: "I only erased a small part of your recent memory, if you resist, you will bear the consequences." “
When the words fell, Thatcher's forehead lines loosened, as if he had accepted his fate.
Thomas's face was gloomy, and he glared at the Night King viciously, his fists clenched and creaked, but he didn't strike again, but said: "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, the underground world is not the only one of your free kingdoms, and your Night King is not invincible in the world." ”
The Night King said lightly: "The arbiter's domineering is far above the free country, and the two sides are on the same footing, which is well known in the underground world, Thomas, if you want to fight, I will accompany you, otherwise, shut your mouth." ”
Thomas only felt a surge of anger rise in his chest, and almost exploded, and in the end, it was Freud who came forward to play a round: "Haha, both of them are big names in the underground world, since they have come to the underground summit, please abide by the rules of the conference." ”
The two kings did not continue to compete against each other, and after a while, Alina had finished casting her magic, nodded at the Night King, and silently jumped off the stage.
(End of chapter)