Alfonstantin said to Artemisia, "Protect her." ”

The next moment, Artemisia reverted back to her second form and swapped positions with Her Highness.

His Highness stood proudly above the clouds, and in an instant he turned into a black and gold dragon that was enough to shade the sun.

Before, the attackers with obvious advantages were in the blink of an eye, the ants besieging the elephant, they looked down and looked up, and they were shrouded by the shadow cast by the huge dragon body, and they swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

Damn it!

Who said that Alfonstantin fell into a period of absolute weakness?!

Damn the one in charge of intelligence!

However, at this juncture, it is too late to say anything.

The prince of the dragon clan stared at the demon prince who was eager to try with the death scythe with golden eyes, "This is indeed time to be recycled." ”

The words fell, and both disappeared at the same time.

Artemisia escorted Charlie out of the danger range, and the first encounter between His Highness and the Demon Prince erupted with a rather terrifying wave of energy.

The black scythe, glowing with the scent of the River Styx, swung and slashed.

His Highness spewed out a dual-attribute dragon breath intertwined with platinum gold and dark blue.

Bymon spun his scythe around like a windmill, blocking the dragon's breath that suddenly came to him in front of him.

Dragonborn's most powerful dragon's breath vs Grim Reaper's legacy.

The dragon's breath with cone-shaped coverage scared away the white-robed people who came with the Demon Prince, but there was one who had been wandering in the shadow half-plane, staring at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince all the time.

The scarlet tongue licked the dagger in his hand that shimmered with a faint cold glow.

Just as Alfonstantin used his strong dragon tail like the serpent of the world to whip away the white robes that besieged him.

Now is the time!

The 'Viper' hidden in the semi-shadow plane showed its fangs, and he tore through the shadows and appeared in the main plane world in an instant.

However, the dagger slashed through the unusually hard black and gold dragon scales, sending out a series of sparks that emitted a piercing sound that only a fingernail could only have when a blackboard was picked.

But except for an unsightly scratch, it didn't let the black gold maharaja shed a drop of blood.

But this also angered the dragon.

The dragon's head twisted, and the cone-shaped breath swept fiercely towards the 'rat' who dared to sneak up on him, like a 'whip' that had been vigorously whipped.

Seeing that the platinum and blue deadly dragon breath was about to burn itself to ashes, Veron burrowed into the shadow plane almost at the last moment.

And at the moment when His Highness shifted the target of the attack, Yagger's inheritance was burned by the heat, and Baimon finally had a respite.

Half of his hands were charred black.

You must know that he is the most powerful demon prince in the lower plane, the existence second only to the seven demon kings, and he has the legacy of death in his hands, but he almost can't bear the dragon breath of His Highness!

What kind of 'monster' did the two dragon gods give birth to?

But now was not the time to ponder this, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Bai Meng couldn't care about the pain of his hands that were almost crippled, gritted his teeth and carried a sickle directly towards the huge body of the dragon, and slashed at the long dragon's neck.

……

After the last time the gods and demons fought in the ideal country, Charlie assured His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that he would never be involved in a battle that exceeded his strength.

But she was really worried, and she couldn't help but look back all the way.

"Artemisia, I'm fine, can you go back and help Your Highness? The dragon will send me back to my ideal country. Charlie pleaded.

"If Belte is here, one of us will definitely go back to help Your Highness, but the order Your Highness has just given me is to protect you. And I, I can't disobey His Highness's orders. ”

The dragon is a hierarchical group of the pyramid, and standing at the top of the pyramid are the two dragon gods, His Majesty and the Crown Prince, followed by Belt, the servant god of the Colorful Winged Prince.

In terms of rank, Artemisia could not disobey the orders of His Highness.

The silver dragon princess gritted her teeth.

I should have known that I should have mobilized a few more servants of the dragon god system to protect His Highness.

Just when Artemisia was remorseful, the ancient wurm pulling the dragon made an emergency stop.

Because of inertia, Charlie almost fell out of his seat, but fortunately, Artemisia stopped him.

At this time, standing in front of the dragon was a man who was barefoot, wearing a white robe, and had a pair of vicissitudes but clear sea blue eyes.

He stood barefoot in the clouds, holding no artifact in his hands, but Artemisia's vertical pupils almost shrunk into a strand of hair.

“…… Audrey! ”

The middle-aged man who seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts heard the voice, and his pupils slowly focused, and he looked at the two ladies sitting on the dragon bowl, and bowed his head slightly in hindsight, and saluted the two ladies quite gentlemanly.

The middle-aged man was so gentlemanly that Charlie subconsciously bowed to him.

"Lord of the Ideal Country, Legendary Arcanist, Count of the Platinum Empire, Miss Charlie Violet, may I take your time for a short time and invite you to leave with me?"

His voice was like a spring breeze.

Charlie was already stunned, this very elegant and easy-to-talk gentleman in front of him was the 'mastermind' who His Highness had speculated with her, the one who stirred up the continent and wanted to 'humanely destroy' all the gods on the astral plane?!

The founder of the League of Legends, the legendary hero Ode?

Artemisia stood in front of Charlie.

Odd didn't pay attention to the silver dragon princess, and only looked at Charlie quietly.

Charlie poked his head out and looked at Odd, who seemed to be a good talker, "...... Can I refuse? ”

Odd was stunned for a moment, and then showed a rather distressed expression.

"Why refuse, I don't mean to hurt you, I just want to talk to you."

"No way!" Artemisia rarely lost her composure, and refused in a fierce tone.

However, in fact, the leader of a 'terrorist organization' who has planned so many bloody events in a frenzy can never be a polite gentleman.

Artemisia was only glanced at by the calm, blue eyes that looked like the sea, and then vanished.

Charlie was stunned, and when he looked at Odd, who looked calm and did not have any ripples, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

As if to see through Charlie's thoughts, Odd spoke softly, "I just sent her back to the astral plane, and it didn't hurt her." So, can you come with me now, Miss Charlie? ”

Charlie nodded stiffly.

Does she have the power to say no?