Many things are destined to not stop from the beginning, just like a one-way road running away from each other sooner or later, of course, I don't know how this will turn out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the former master and servant meet in the second time, I don't know if it can still be ordered as before, of course, at least here it is estimated that it will not happen, because some are just fighting each other.

The Royal Praetorian Guard of the Kingdom of Giroux did not disappoint the old king, and no matter how big the obstacles were encountered along the way, they continued to advance without the slightest stagnation. The general in purple glowing armor slowed down his walking speed and said respectfully to the ornate carriage next to the heavily protected carriage.

"Your Majesty, the resistance we encountered along the way has not weakened in the slightest, it seems that the king's guess is indeed right, that guy really has a disobedient heart."

"It's okay, I know about it, a kid who doesn't know the height of the sky just killed it." An old voice came from the carriage.

"Yes. . . Yes, sir.. ”

Just as the mighty troops continued to advance, a figure seemed to slowly come out of the fog in front of them, and with a wave of the general's hand, the troops that had been advancing in an orderly manner suddenly stopped.

I saw a calm man appear in front of everyone, and the person who came was none other than the disobedient person they mentioned earlier, General Saman Giroud, but it seemed that this guy appeared alone quite strangely.

The leading general asked calmly,

"You're here to apologize to the king?"

Saman Giroud suddenly smiled very brightly, "I didn't expect the mentor to come after all. ”

"You and I no longer have the love of master and apprentice, do you plan to tie up and let me press you to see the king or let me do it." The leading general was like talking to a stranger, without a trace of emotion.

"Mentor Fari Giroud, you're heartless, but it's okay that if you continue to choose allegiance to that hypocritical old fellow, we'll only see you on the battlefield." Saman Giroud didn't seem surprised by the conversation in front of him.

"Since you are here, why should you be in a hurry to leave?" Farry Giroud's suddenly calm eyes suddenly turned murderous.

"Haha, don't worry, we'll see you sooner or later... A sinister smile appeared on Giroud's entire face, and he stepped back.

"Take him." Fari Giroud doesn't seem to be going to talk so much about the present.

Before the words fell, the sword was unsheathed, but unfortunately, when he rushed forward, there was only a white mist around him, and there was no trace of Saman Giroud, if it weren't for the voice of the previous conversation still echoing in his mind, he was not sure if Saman Giroud had really appeared here.

It seems that the atmosphere is a little solemn, and Fari Giroud's expression that has not changed for thousands of years seems to have changed a little, but I don't know whether it is happy or sad.

However, these don't seem to be that important, because Fari Giroud doesn't have that time to think about it, because there seems to be a new enemy ahead, and I don't know if this will be a gift from the man.

It shouldn't be just the front, but in all directions, countless vines are stretching from the ground, and of course it doesn't matter if you think these vines are friendly.

And the first reaction in Fari Giroud's mind was to be scheming, and I saw him give the order very solemnly.

"A detachment of troops will be sent to the left and right to stop them, and a group of people will be left behind, and all the rest will follow me to escort the king out."

This weather-soaked general finally showed an astonishing decision at this moment, and broke his arm to survive.

"Kill." Order.

A large force rushed directly towards the front.

The elite soldier bravely held his sword and slashed at the living vines in defiance of fear and life and death, only to see the green liquid flowing directly from the wound, and the vines seemed to feel pain.

Unfortunately, there were so many of them that they were very difficult to guard against, and a very small vine was mixed in with many thick vines, and suddenly pierced up from under the soldier's feet.

Suddenly a scream came, this scene seemed to be not an isolated case, these elite soldiers were already very difficult to deal with these strange vines, and it was even more difficult to resist these sneak attacks. And it seemed that being pierced was only the beginning, and one soldier shouted in horror when he saw his companion being pierced.

'Help me. ”

And the speed at which the soldier had been pierced through the words dried up and was completely visible to the naked eye, and then only a skinny bone remained, and then a fat vine came out of the soldier's mouth.

The soldiers who stayed behind were trembling all over their bodies, but it was surprising that none of them escaped, but continued to rush forward, but unfortunately more and more vines spread out from behind.

After a few moments, the area was quiet again, and the fog covered the area again, and the dwarf bones that had fallen here seemed to be covered by the fog, and there was no trace of it.

Fari Giroud led the troops to rush out, but his whole face was very gloomy, although he thought that it would definitely not be a very good greeting gift, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of monster, looking at the whole one-fifth of his subordinates behind him, so no wonder the old general would be so moved.

And the worst thing is that those monsters still planted a lot of fear in the hearts of their troops, not only in terms of personnel, but in terms of morale.

It seems that this area has not only not weakened that guy, it seems that this place is the home of that guy, so there is a problem with the information received all the way before, so there is only one possibility that the man is acting, and he has been acting for us to paralyze himself until we step into here.

If this guess is correct, then there may be more than that, and this is probably just the beginning.

Fari Giroud subconsciously looked at the gorgeous carriage behind him, but the people in the carriage seemed to be asleep and did not react at all, Fari Giroud couldn't help but sigh, not knowing whether he was sighing for the current situation or for something else.

In the distance, Saman Giroud seemed to ignore the white fog and could clearly see the scene of the disadvantaged troops in the distance, and sneered and muttered to himself.

"Everything is just the beginning, you think I'm going to deal with just you, but it's a pity that you think too highly of yourself, I want all the clowns to be buried here."

Saman Giroud turned his face to look beyond the white world, not knowing what was hidden inside, but he smiled meaningfully.