Chapter Seventy-Five: Bet × Reclaim × Coward
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!
Dressed in the full armor of the pure white Praetorian Guard, the middle-aged man with white beard and powerful steps carried the grinding grains of sand, passed through the center of the armory training ground, went up the black gangway, and stepped on the black eggplant-shaped giant that stopped here at some point.
The shell of the dewy giant in front of him opened silently, accompanied by a calm unknown greeting.
"Hello, Lord Yu Du, respect our invincible Majesty the Queen."
The middle-aged man was Yu Du.
Changing into the majestic Praetorian Guard's full body armor, Yu Du was completely unhurried and unhurried by the chief of the palace affairs department on weekdays.
At this time, when he heard the voice, he stopped, nodded his head, and continued to walk inside.
As soon as I raised my legs and stepped forward, I heard the voice sound again, but this time it was completely in the style of a hanger.
"Hah! He went in with his left foot! I won! ”
As soon as the words fell, the voice style switched back in an instant.
"Lord Yudu, be careful!"
Along with this sound, an unknown black object is coming!
Airplanes! The dazzling light passed by in a flash.
The thing was cut in two pieces and fell to the ground with a clatter, and the air was filled with the smell of grease and burnt meat, and it turned out to be a Huzma.
A long stick with a restraint between the front and the calyx was slowly hung back to his waist by Yu Du, but his eyes turned to the other side, from where the Huzma flew from.
Before Yu Du could fully turn around, a fist the size of a sandbag had already arrived, and there was an angry shout that shook the space: "You still dare to come!" Yu Du! ”
Yu Du did not answer, his face was like a sea, and his hands crossed to meet the fist.
Boom! A muffled thud rang out between the fist and the wrist!
Yu Du's whole body flew backwards, and the armor was imprinted with a clear fist mark.
It's just that the fist didn't give up, and it was pressing on Yu Du's figure, and he was going to kill it all!
"Two adults! Please stop! The empty prince matters! ”
The voice sounded, it was the newly appointed Mark Treasurer.
The fist did not hesitate, but turned the fist into a claw and grabbed at Yu Du.
Yikes! Yikes! Hiss! Click!
The shadow-like fingers cut out five deep finger holes directly on the whole body armor on Du's chest, and then Yu Du pulled back.
It's just that Yu Du didn't appreciate it, and his body sank hard.
Click! The chest armor that was clasped by the claws broke directly.
Boom! White boots stepped tightly into the gangway.
Airplanes! The milky glow was fleeting.
Syllable!
The palm that seemed to be about to be cut off turned into a knife, passed through the beam that restrained the light, and stuck to Yu Du's chest, not light or heavy, and retracted in a blink of an eye.
Five oil-stained fingerprints were as glaring as the twisted finger holes on the pure white chest armor.
Under Yu Du Nong's thick white eyebrows, his slender eyes narrowed, staring at the fish bubble eyes and fat face that were rolling his eyes in front of him, and his body was waiting to squat.
At this moment, a figure appeared between the two.
Mark stopped the two of them and pulled them inside, and by the way, he nodded to the guard who was nervously wearing a headband and carrying Tu Fan, and led the person into a deeper room.
As they vanished, the gangway was retracted from its shell, and slowly disappeared into the night sky.
After a gust of wind when the sand was flying, the giant object on the training ground disappeared, and in the high sky, a faint burst of heavenly thunder came, gradually disappearing in the direction of the Dean tribe.
At this time, the new oracle tower of the Dean tribe was extremely quiet.
The figure that had previously scattered the flying black python in the air also fell to Kaoru's side, his face covered in pure white streamlined visor, and he couldn't see what kind of face looked under the mask at all.
His whole body was covered in pure white feather-like scales, and the wings of his feathers flashed with flowing red light from time to time.
This uninvited guest, with a thin body, pure white waist and abdomen and sides are scorched black, but the white feathers under those scorched black are gradually recovering their white, and they look fine. Only the jaw of the visor oozes red fluid, suggesting the fact that it is injured.
The liquid only oozes out a little before it stops, and it seems that the pure white armor has protected its owner with some measures, but its owner is still motionless.
The green light on the tower slowly hidden, only the green light on the tower disappeared from time to time.
And when the two of them didn't know about it, countless green roots were expanding wildly under them, constantly surrounding them deeper and farther.
After a short time of silence, the sky gradually darkened, and the realm of the tower was faintly glowing, and the green light came from under Kaoru and the uninvited guest, and it was very beautiful, like the light of the sun rising from the ground.
A huge black shadow appeared in the fog in the air, and a white pillar of light descended, tightly enveloping the two people on the ground, and then a white figure descended along with several black figures.
"The Empty Prince is over there!" A voice rang out, it was Mark.
A few people went straight to the white armor on the ground. Yu Du's face was as cold as frost, and he ran to Bai Jia, and when he saw the dried blood stains under the helmet, there was a tense atmosphere all around him, and the rest of the people, including Mark, stood there quietly, waiting for him to move.
Only a round and somewhat lame figure broke the silence, strode over, and took off the closed helmet of the uninvited guest with a heart, revealing a delicate and weak face, a teenager, and the curly hair on his head added to the fragile atmosphere.
At this moment, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and the corners of his diamond-shaped mouth were slightly upturned, and the touch of red showed the origin of Yu Duna's inexplicable coldness. At this moment, the voice full of murderous intent came out of his mouth.
"Old lame, don't move with your dirty hands, you don't have that qualification."
With a buzz, Bai Mang flashed back in Du's hand.
The old lame man was none other than the armory elder Qi Lun, who didn't care about Du Du's threat, but still touched the neck veins of the young man on the ground, and found that it was okay, so he stood up silently and stopped moving.
Yu Du also closed the equipment in his hand and nodded to Mark: "The empty prince and the precious apprentice of Piel over there, bring them together and treat them immediately!" ”
Mark replied in unison, and with a few warriors, he lifted the figure on the ground and sent it to the huge flying shadow suspended in the air.
Although he is the treasurer, he is still too tender compared to these two old guys, and only working silently is the right way.
Seeing them walk up the gangway step by step, Old Chilun turned around, silently lifted his crutches, and pointed one end of the handle at Yu Du.
At one end was the handle of the crutch, with a black rough hammer on one side and a sharp cone on the other, which was covered with long circles of blades.
"You coward who hides behind the Queen's back!"
The oily beard twitched around old Chiron's mouth, and he couldn't bear the anger that blurted out. The huge hammer head swung at the white armor Yu Du in front of him, Yu Du stood up, but his white eyebrows did not move, and when his hand moved, the blazing white light flashed, and he struck back fiercely on the hammer head.
It's just that the hammer head is not as crushed as everyone who stood at the flying shadow hatch eating melons imagined, and the voice of Hang'er Langdang is still clamoring: "The monkey steals the peach!" Old man cart! him! ”
A low explosion and a dazzling white light flashed at the moment of impact, and the entire realm of the Oracle's Tower was set off in a stone rain, and the surrounding white mist was even more swaying.
The melon-eating crowd in the sky also shook with the flying shadow. The two people who were at the bottom didn't seem to be affected.
Only the aftermath was still stirring on the stone on the ground, and the circle continued to drum from the point where the two collided.