The originally peaceful capital city was already on fire everywhere, and the city was full of shouts of killing. But the location of the castle in the center was exceptionally quiet at this time, the comma chariot had surrounded the castle, the front row of chariots, the rear row of infantry, everyone was in full array, facing the middle door. The silence was contrasted with the distant shouting, as if the shouting was more distant.

The ground is still shaking, the castle is still shaking, and if you want to use this level of earth-based spells, if you consume it purely with spars, the amount of money you use is very huge. But fortunately, the cotton was looted by the brave and they looted their military warehouses, so they didn't have to worry too much about the quantity.

A figure finally walked out of the castle slowly, wearing armor, accompanied by the surrounding firelight, the armor also reflected a dazzling brilliance, and it was obvious that the magic elements were gathered, obviously first-class equipment. The long sword has not yet been unsheathed, but judging from the hilt and scabbard, it is already extremely luxurious.

Apparently this man was the kobold king, and he hadn't worn it the last time the Quilt Warrior saw him. Maybe because it was a kidnapping of the princess, so I was in a hurry. There was plenty of time for him to put on his best gear this time.

Behind the king, a group of guards also immediately followed, standing behind the back, swords unsheathed, neatly aligned. It also looks very well trained.

"I'm already out, what's the matter? No one greeted me?" the king looked around, but did not find where the quilt warrior was, presumably in which car he was hiding.

No one answered, but the chariot was activated, and the encirclement began to slowly shrink.

"Hmph!" the king drew his sword, and the crowd saw a flash of blue light, and a chariot had been cut open. Immediately, there was a loud bang, and the entire chariot actually exploded, and the flames suddenly engulfed the surrounding area of more than ten meters, so that the surrounding infantry were all killed.

And the king, still standing in the middle, unharmed, only smiled at the sight of this: "Set a trap in the chariot, and if you attack the chariot, it will explode?"

"But there is no other way for the weak," the king himself continued, "and this has been the case since ancient times, when people fought monsters, and if they could not defeat them, they could only set traps. But you also underestimate my strength too much, I am a real ninth-order warrior, for a person of my strength, a distance of more than ten meters can be counted as a close combat. The explosion range you set is still too small. ”

Still no one answered, but the other party's horror was clearly felt. The chariots had already stopped in unison, and the soldiers did not dare to step forward.

"What's the matter??, and what about the quilt warrior?, and when you call me out, you shrink yourself in the cart?" the king grew impatient.

After a moment of silence, the king lost patience: "I count to three, get out of the car and surrender immediately, otherwise I will cut them down one by one!"

"One, two, three!" The king also knew in his heart that they did not surrender so easily, and since this was the case, one, two, three also counted quickly. Three words exited, the sword had been shot, the blue fighting spirit was crossed, and a chariot had been cut in two. Only this time, after the Wise Explosion was no longer effective against the King, the magic circle was no longer exploding.

In the car that was broken in two, some people broke their arms, some people broke their legs, some people directly became two halves, and some people didn't have anything, it all depends on luck. As soon as the chariot was destroyed, the surviving men desperately grabbed the wounded and retreated.

The king had no intention of pursuing, but continued to speak: "One, two, three!"

"One, two, three!"

"Wait!" Finally, a loud shout came from behind them, and everyone hurried to follow the voice, only to see another group of people walking out of the castle.

It was the coachmen, who had been sitting in the castle, and they didn't dare to do it, and they didn't dare to do it until the king went out to kill people. At this time, the queen has been successfully kidnapped, and there are several suspected king's daughters.

"Play this hand again?" said the king, looking a little annoyed, "do you think you can threaten me with this?"

"No!" the quilt warrior finally came out of the rear, he did not hide in the car, but mixed in with the infantry, and at this time calmly came to the middle of the encirclement, and looked at the king, "but at least you can buy time for conversation." ”

"What is there to say now?" asked the king.

"Yes!" replied the Quilt Warrior, "I have waited too long and sacrificed too much to say these words. ”

"Quilt Brave," the king replied, "I know you very well, and you are the one my daughter has raised. You share some unrealistic dreams like her, and unlike her, she doesn't have the guts to swing a sword at me, while you do. In the meantime, I can forgive my daughter for her outrageous behavior, but you can't. ”

"Do you really know your daughter?" asked the quilt brave.

"Of course," replied the king, "I am an old-fashioned force in your eyes, a pawn of the Empire. But do you think I'm willing?"

"You are willing," replied the Quilt Brave, "you don't need to make any excuses, you just do!"

The king was a little annoyed: "Then you come to be the king, the empire is dissatisfied with the war against you, how can you fight against the dragon knights? Not to mention that you are now a wanted person in the empire, once you sit on the throne, it will be a tragedy for the whole country! The people of the empire only need to make up an excuse at will, such as some necromancer, it is enough." ”

"I'm not waging a war to covet the throne," replied the Quilt Brave, "I didn't even think about how long I lived. The Wyvern Knight is indeed powerful, but even then it is not invincible, and the front line has already managed to kill two Wyvern Knights. We unite the forces that we can, we unite, we all are soldiers, we fight a protracted war, and there are many ways. ”

"It sounds like it's the history of Lou Baole again," the king sneered, "If you really act according to their history, then you should first find a place to hide, and then train hard for thirty or fifty years, and then become a sword master and then come out to fight." ”

"I will practice, I will practice hard, but at the same time, I need more people to practice together. The quilt brave replied.

"Impossible!" interrupted the king, "no matter how many people practice hard, I can tell you unequivocally, the ninth order is the ceiling of kobolds." There must be a gap between each species, and to ignore the gap is nothing but self-deception. I have reached the ninth order, and I know better than all of you where the gap is, and this is the gap of species. ”

"Even if there is a gap, there must be a way to make up for it," replied the quilt warrior, "I have learned a lot of knowledge about the magic formation, and in the future, I may only need to hold the magic crystal, which is enough to match the quite strong one." ”

"Hahaha...... "The king laughed, "and you are on par with the strongest, and if you hadn't grabbed my queen now, I would have slashed you with a sword." Your so-called trap is useless to me, how can you match the strong?"

The quilt warrior fell silent.

The king sighed, "So there is nothing to talk about between us, and you cannot convince me or me, so what is there to say?"

"I still say the same thing, you say that you don't want to be a pawn of the empire, but the reality is that you just do," replied the quilt brave, "because you think that this is the only way to live comfortably, you look at the so-called capital you govern, it is not even as good as me." You are wearing high-end armor and sword, and when have you slain a foreign enemy, all you have left on it are the blood of your own people. At the end of the day, you're the kneeling king, and I'm the standing commoner. ”

Whoosh! The king's figure flickered, and disappeared in place, and the quilt warrior was startled, and hurriedly tried to defend it, but saw that the king was not aimed at him, and he had already appeared in front of the coachman.

Before the coachman could react, his wrist had been cut off by the other party, and the queen, who was originally holding it hostage, instantly fell into the other party's arms: "Hmph, do you really think I can't save people?"

"You can't save it!" the coachman reflexively tried to hug the king, but the king hugged the queen with his left hand, and with a shake of the long sword in his right hand, he immediately cut off the coachman's entire arm, and the man also fell out.

However, at this moment, the king suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and the surrounding water element quickly formed, and instantly turned into layers of cold ice covering the king's body. The king was shocked, could this be a trap? Looking back, sure enough, several people around him were holding hedrons, each standing in a corner, and the nearest one of them was actually wearing on the queen's body.

Because of the relationship between hugging the queen, the spar she carried was close to the king, and the magic effect was several times more than that. Ice magic has an excellent effect on confinement, and even a ninth-order powerhouse will be difficult to get out of trouble for a while.

"Up!" Outside, the three comma chariots that had been waiting for a long time finally swarmed up.

The chariot exploded, and the heat surged. At this time, the castle finally could not support it anymore and collapsed with a bang. Dirt and rocks rolled, flames scattered, smoke billowed, and the area at the entrance of the castle turned into a magical turbulence, raging and terrifying. The magic array that was originally intended to be used for control was also completely out of control, and the quilt brave and others had no other way but to wait.

After a long time, the magic turbulence finally eased, and the outer magic array was successfully re-controlled, and the wind spell was blessed to blow away the smoke first.

As far as the eye could see, there was a ruin, and everyone just wanted to step forward to check, when suddenly a boulder rolled, and a figure stood out from inside!

"Is it the king?" exclaimed. Even after being attacked by such a magical turbulence, he still did not die.

The king walked slowly down from the ruins, his body covered with scorched marks, his face completely black, his armor completely torn, but the sword in his hand still glistened coldly.

"You...... Is this necessary?" said the king, "using the lives of his own men as bait and my family as a trap?

"Yes," the quilt brave looked at him firmly, "this is also a brave man!"

"Despicable and shameless. The king rebuked.

The quilt warrior drew his sword: "It's time, let's do the final duel." ”

"Hahaha...... "The king laughed, "since so many means have been used, it is better to come up and kill me with a sea of people." Still dueling?"

The quilt brave replied: "No, this is just a final tribute to you." ”

The king sneered, "Do you think that if I am wounded, you will win? ”

"You're underestimating me!" the quilt warrior had already swung his sword forward.

Out of the sword, block, counterattack, separate, the two swords intersect, sparks fly, smell each other, four eyes to each other. The surrounding soldiers consciously gathered in a circle, but they all watched silently.

"swordsmanship?" the king was slightly stunned, still concentrating on the enemy. The magic turbulence just now really injured him a lot, and almost all of his fighting energy was used for defense, and he couldn't slow down for the time being. Moreover, the muscles were penetrated by the cold ice and burned by the fire, and at this time there was already a weakness of qi.

But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the strength of the ninth-order powerhouse should not be underestimated, and basically all kinds of swordsmanship are involved. It's just that even if they win the quilt braves now, they may still be killed by their follow-up troops. How should this be?

The king calmly considered it, and felt his physical condition while defending, and his physical strength was gradually recovering, which was good. If you slow down a little longer, the fighting spirit will be released, and its quality will inevitably drop significantly, but if it is only used for escape, it may be enough.

"Why, don't you attack?" the quilt brave man slashed several times, and couldn't help but make provocative remarks.

"Hmph. The king did not answer, but still focused on defense, and even had the strength to speak, in order to recover his strength as soon as possible.

"Then you're welcome!" the quilt warrior struggled with his sword, but he was too big to show the gap. It's just that the king still sneered, retreated to block, and of course he knew that he was proficient in swordsmanship and experienced in actual combat, and this was just a flaw.

Sell a bigger flaw, continue to sell a flaw, full of flaws. The brave quilt even decided that he would be hacked to death even if he was stabbed first, but the king was not fooled. The more he fought, the more the quilt warrior understood that the opponent's strength was indeed far above his own, and no matter what kind of technique or technique, he was easily seen through. He also understood that the king was regaining his strength.

"I didn't expect you to have such a good study of low-level swordsmanship. The quilt warrior couldn't help but speak.

"Do you think that I, a ninth-order powerhouse, was taken by taking tonics?" the king couldn't help but reply, "I also practiced hard step by step!"

"So, you've had unrealistic dreams?" said the quilt warrior.

"Hmph. "The king doesn't want to talk nonsense again.

"You've given up too much, when did you start to get used to giving up?Look at the gap between the two of us?Isn't it me pressing you now?" roared the quilt brave.

"Remember this poem?" the quilt warrior sang loudly, "When people are chasing profits, I never follow!"

The king was stunned, this poem is......

"When people take refuge from disaster, I don't flinch!"

Yes, it was also a poem that the princess had recited more than once in front of the king.

"I am willing to give my life only for the greatest cause. ”

The king had dismissed it, thinking it was just a flash in the pan, and he had thought it was nothing more than the willfulness of the princess's youth. However, now there are people who carry the sword as a lifelong belief and challenge themselves, and they have actually been defeated.

"That is, to fight for the interests of the country for the rest of your life. ”

Bang! The king lost his mind for a moment, and his sword was shot down. The cotton was pressed against his throat by the warrior's sword: "I won." ”