Parmenides raised the sword in his hand and gave the order in a low voice: "War Department, hold the gate for a quarter of an hour, and then, retreat into the courtyard and fight in the streets." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The five captains of the hundred-man team of the war department agreed in unison, and then led the soldiers behind them to rush towards the gate of the outer courtyard with murderous spirit.

Parmenides spoke slowly again: "Shadow Guard, look for your own opportunities, if you don't make a move, once you choose to make a move, I hope to kill at least one enemy!"

"The abyss was gone, so the shadow guard was handed over to the man named Fallen.

After falling into promise, he raised his head and looked at Parmenides, and asked softly, "Do you need to send someone to protect the head of the family and the eldest young master?"

Parmenides chuckled: "No, this is Yord's battle of life and death, no one is special, we are all fighting for the glory of the Blood Rose, we are all part of the Blood Rose!"

After Parmenides finished speaking, he slapped the fallen shoulders heavily, and then, softly, "Go, prepare for war!"

Fallen groaned slightly, and said: "The eldest young master is right, we are all part of the Blood Rose, and we are all fighting for the glory of the Blood Rose, however, among the Blood Rose, the head is more important than the rest!"

Parmenides stared at the depraved eyes tightly, and said word by word: "The head of the Blood Rose is very important, but the Blood Rose already has the next leader, my younger brother Rand Yolde, but outside, once the Yord of Babylon is gone, the Blood Rose will be headed by Rand!"

The Fallen gave Parmenides a deep look, as if to confirm that this was Parmenides' heartfelt words.

His heart obeys the words of the family master, Rand is the future heir of the blood rose yord, and his heart obeys the words of the leader Abyss, anyone who threatens the will of the family master, the shadow guard must get rid of it!

After muttering for a long time, Fallen nodded slowly and said, "The subordinate will go to prepare for war!"

As the words fell, the fallen figure disappeared into thin air, followed by the three hundred shadow guards.

Parmenides sighed softly, he didn't know if the tradition of the shadow guard was good or bad, and only followed the words of the head of the house?

Fortunately, it was decided that Rand was the future head of the family, otherwise, once Yord became chaotic because of the competition for the head of the family, the shadow guard would inevitably become an extremely unrestful factor!

Anyway, now that life and death are at stake, why bother thinking about these distant things?

Thinking so, Parmenides withdrew the blade of his sword into its scabbard, and walked back to Locke's room step by step, and sat quietly on the edge of Locke's bed, looking at Locke unconscious with tired eyes.

That high-spirited father, who can make opponents fearful in the middle of his eyes, you will wake up soon, if you can wake up, with a three-hundred-third-order battle spirit, who in this Babylon would dare to be disrespectful to Yord?!

Parmenides smiled bitterly, but in the end he slowly leaned back in his chair, his divine grace was abolished, his cultivation stagnated, and most of the mental power in his body was blocked by that curse, and the strength that he could exert was only a first-order, two-three-star.

Go out and fight? I guess I'll have to waste my combat power to protect him!

Rather than that, everything was already arranged anyway, so he might as well just sit in this room and wait for the final result.

If he wins, he will go out to comfort the soldiers, and he will definitely destroy the royal family!

It's just that the probability of victory, too small.

If you lose, then you can fight in this room for the last time, or calmly apologize for your sins!

"I'm really not fit to be the head of the house, I'm just fit to plot in the shadows!" Parmenides smiled to himself, then sat down next to him, took out an ancient book from Locke's shelf, and read it slowly.

There was a faint sound of shouting and killing outside, as well as the roar of the explosion of telekinesis spells, the dying cry of the Blood Rose, and the sad and angry words of cursing the four major families.

Five hundred against one thousand, still in such a narrow place as the gate, the situation seems to be stable, not so one-sided, so the war seems to have signs of stalemate!

The sword blade with a cold glow slashed through the neck of the coalition army that rushed in, blood splattered, and after the coalition army's head rotated in a circle under the force of inertia, it did not fly out because the back of the neck was still connected with some muscles and bones, but hung on the neck like a yo-yo, slowly turning, while rotating, spraying blood!

The coalition troops who rushed in followed closely behind looked slightly stunned, and their faces became pale, obviously, this was a recruit who had never been on the battlefield.

This horrific hellish scene scared him silly.

And on the battlefield, once you are scared silly, there is only one dead end left!

After a breath, his head flew too!

The captain of the 100-person team laughed: "Are the four major families all such soft eggs? Really, if it weren't for the demon fox giving the order, Lao Tzu would really want to go out and kill them, and teach this group of soft eggs what war is!"

The captain of the 200th team is a more cautious person, no different from the rudeness of the captain of the 100th team, but reminds with kind words: "The demon fox's plan has never gone wrong, since he has arranged it, let's do it, after a quarter of an hour, we must retreat!"

An unhappy expression flashed on the face of the captain of the hundredth team, and he said: "The conspiracy and conspiracy, the calculation and calculation all day long, there is no tough demeanor of the blood rose at all, so Lao Tzu still prefers the blasphemous, and it is no wonder that the head of the family has designated the blasphemous as the heir!"

"What blasphemer, that's a conspiracy of the four great families!" the captain of the 500th squad scolded.

It could be seen that the captain of the 500th team had a high prestige, and the captain of the 100th team shut up quietly.

The battle continues, and the gate of the once magnificent Yord family has become a hellish appearance, which can be called the door of death!

On the other side, Char's face slowly became gloomy, it had been thirteen minutes, and he hadn't rushed into Yolde's house yet!

These four major families are really perfunctory, and the troops sent are all here to make up the numbers?

So, what about the elite of the four major families, where are the elites of the four major families?

Char was a little frightened, and then asked inwardly, "Are the four major families so capable? What about your elite?

Goode said leisurely: "It's the demon hunters who are invincible, and it's good that these private soldiers have this level, but it's Yord, the private soldiers are so strong, it's really uneasy and kind!"

Char yelled: "Three minutes, three minutes, break open the gate and rush in, otherwise, the royal family will withdraw!"

Goode looked slightly surprised, did this Char find something? He actually wants to quit? It seems that he invited those people out in advance!

Goode smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, we have already prepared a backhand, a fifth-order guardian of my Mance family has arrived!"

As Good's voice fell, an old man with purple telekinetic wings behind his back slowly flew from above.

Gude of the Mance family hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Great Elder, let's take action, destroy Yorde, just do it here!"

The old man, who had been made a great elder by Goode, bowed slightly, and a purple telekinesis slowly condensed in his hand, in which there was a flash of electric light.

A thrilling breath came.

The captain of the hundredth team was shocked: "Demon Fox Barmenides must have expected that the other party would dispatch the Guardian at this time, right?!"

But no one around paid attention to him, only the captain of the 200th team shouted: "Withdraw, prepare for street fighting!"

The five hundred people at the door dispersed in a hurry, and quickly retreated into the long corridors between the outer and inner courtyards.

It was also at this time that the guardian's telekinetic spell came.

"Click!", the three-foot-tall and two-foot-wide gate of the Yord family collapsed with a flash of purple thunder and lightning.

The flesh and blood corpses in front of the door all turned into a charred paste, and the rich bacon filled the entire space, and many people in the coalition army began to retch!

The black corpse, the viscous black flesh, the slowly flowing blood, the miserable state of the Shura field.

Goodgaard shouted: "March!

This time, both the telekinetic soldiers and those mortal soldiers rushed towards the Yord family in one go.

The enemy, who was close to 4,000 men, broke in!

The Battle of the Blood Rose has officially begun!