It was eerily quiet, and Solandar was always on the lookout for cold arrows from corners, or the mage's low, eerie chanting. But there was nothing, and she continued to walk, one step, two steps, and the closer she got to the throne, the more panicked she became, which was a bad omen, especially when she stared into the eyes of the old wolf, and saw the frenzied longing that flashed there, and she felt like an ignorant little wolf walking into a trap set by the hunter. But if you want to take it, you must give it first, if you want to take the life and throne of the old wolf, and don't sell a flaw to him, how can you satisfy his self-righteous dignity as a king.

"It's now!" Voguson roared, his right hand slamming on the armrest of the throne. A flash of lightning split the dome directly above Solanda, and a large net full of spikes and barbs fell from the sky, Solanda instinctively chose to jump to the side, but found that he had hit an invisible wall, it turned out that after the net fell, the place exposed was a huge six-pointed star magic array, Solanda was trapped in the array and could not stab, so she could only temporarily draw her sword to top the gillnet, but the spell attached to it still caused her damage - the princess's leather armor began to catch fire the moment it touched the gillnet, Pale green flames crawled all over her body like a geisma, wrapping her in a mysterious and deadly circle of light.

Phoenix sprang into action, he urged his magic, trying to summon an ice arrow or a blood blade, but he couldn't do it, and the corpse on the other side of the hall was still bloody, but they were too far away from him for his magic to reach. Seeing Solanda's painful appearance in the magic circle covered in flames, rushing left and right, Phoenix pulled out the dagger from his waist, his movements were extremely fast, and he instantly swept over Katulu beside him, only to see the hilt of the gem-studded dagger, the gap between the blade and the handle was against the weak Katulu's chin, and the slender blade had reached his brain before he realized the danger.

Solanda shouted, "No! Then she saw a blood dragon rise from Katulu's fallen body and fly towards the magic circle directly above her, the blood dragon covered every corner of the six-pointed star without stopping, and the princess felt that the magic cage around her disappeared, and she threw herself to Katulu's side despite the fire on her body, but the vicious-looking life continuator had already died. Phoenix's magic worked again, and what little blood he had left was turned into a thin red satin that covered Solanda's body.

A bloodied Sorenda turned and ran to the wolfskin throne, Voguson's body twitching with excitement and fear, and he muttered words aloud that no one understood, as if he were praying or celebrating a dying mass. Sorenda jumped in the air, the long sword in her hand raised high, and seeing the blade falling, the old wolf was about to pay for his conspiracy, but a miracle happened at this moment, and the blood silk on her body surged up, condensing into a dark red blood blade, narrowly catching her own blade.

"Achilla," Solanda said triumphantly as she looked at the Sandrider Princess behind the Bloodblade, "you're finally willing to use your magic. ”

Then, the long sword of blood and iron clashed, and they tore desperately to the death.

The blood sword met the cold iron sword from the bottom up, dragging out a long dark red halo, like a ribbon around the waist of a noblewoman, but the blood intersected with the iron, there was no sonorous sound, and there was no flying sparks, the first move was just framed, Solandar immediately swung the second blow, her attack was violent and swift, up and down, left and right, but it was blocked by the blood sword from all directions, the dark red flames jumped around the iron sword, Akira avoided the deadly attack on the head, and the more violent thrust that followed made her show a painful look, obviouslyThe wounds on her body are affecting the use of her magic - the Darkblood Blade is shrinking. The two swords collided, bounced, slammed, bounced, tiny foam of blood flying from the blade, and Achilla staggered, cursing.

Sorenda didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, she pressed forward step by step, the iron sword kept kissing the bloody blade, Akira gradually couldn't support it, her long straight black hair pressed against her forehead, shining with sweat, as she attacked again, Sorenda sensed the fear rising in her eyes. She's dying, and if she wants to make it happen, it's right now.

Solanda danced the heavy iron sword more and more violently, and blood droplets continued to fly into Akira's eyes, forcing her to retreat in a hurry, her legs were weak between the forces, and she fell to the ground on one knee, Solanda immediately pounced, the iron sword roared, drawing a light wheel in mid-air, Akira closed her eyes and silently recited her last prayer, thinking that she would definitely die, but Solanda's slash was not aimed at her head, and the heavy iron sword knocked Akira's bloody blade out, in an unbiased direction, right in the chest of old Voguson.

"No—!" Akira's screams resounded through the hall, and she grabbed her hair with both hands and said hoarsely, "Kill me, please, kill me." She was crying, "Okay, kill me." ”

The old wolf on the throne opened his mouth, blood poured out of it, and the blade of blood had already penetrated his chest and disappeared into his blood, but the wound was still disappointingly off the point, and he could not die for a while. Solanda beckoned to Phoenix, signaling that he could come over.

"Now you can tell me the whole truth, right?" Solanda took a step forward, with a long sword in hand, ready to take the old wolf's life at any time

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