Chapter Ninety-Eight: Whahahahaha
Huge beasts soared through the air, heavy clouds obscuring his form. Zhou Zhongmou looked at the ant-like crowd below, "It's orderly, but it's meaningless!" After spreading his wings, his body more than twelve meters wide circled, not only using the clouds, but also using the tall towers in the city to hide the shadows he cast.
Someone did spot the anomaly, but when they looked at the sky, they could only see what appeared to be a bird of prey flying between the clouds and the tower. The most important thing at the moment is the enemy in front of you, the position of the Royal Knights and the Knights of the Guards is unknown, but the Northern/Southern aristocratic alliance is definitely the biggest enemy - neither of them will care now even after the appearance of the Transylvanian Imperial Army in the city. But the situation inside the city made it impossible for them to fight aggressively - the kingdom's most elite troops were now neutral, and they did not allow either side to put their main forces in the city. And more importantly, the bloodline weapon nobles were also not able to exert their power directly - for the sake of safety, their weapons were not brought, and neither side was prepared to fight in such a situation at first - because the odds of victory could not be estimated.
Although reluctant, the two sides still had to give up the dream of taking the capital with a single raid, and instead tried to win the power of the Royal Knights and the Knights of the Guards - the only few bloodline weapon holders who did not have a fief were the positions of the Grand Master for generations, and in terms of combat power alone, it was indeed a powerful weapon that the royal family could suppress other great nobles - the wielder of the Heavenly Spear Gangenier, the Wyvern Knight Dain, the magician of the Holy Flame, Farah, The inheritor of the holy axe Swanchka, the axe knight Nell, and the sword known as the Sword Master and his Excalibur Barumunk, these four holy weapon holders have passed on the positions of the head and deputy head of the two major knights for generations, plus the royal inheritance of the holy sword Tilfingu. The twelve holy weapon wielders were almost half of what the royal family could command. This is the backing of the royal family for many years to continuously gather power in the hands of the aristocracy.
The Duke of the Black Knight, who was present now, did not possess the magic sword Mysterdin, which had been passed down from generation to generation in his family, and the other two of the great nobles of the North were the Spear Knight of the ground spear Keberuk. The second is Todd, the magic knight who wields the thunder magic of Thor's hammer. The two men did not come to Sarajevo, but each entrenched themselves in their own territory in the north with a coalition of vassal nobles attached to them. And the three nobles of the Holy Weapon in the south did not come. They all remained in their own realm like turtles - that is, nominally they declared themselves subordinate to the princess and the little prince. The descendants of the last scepter, Balkiri, the wielder of the High Priest, were as missing as the scepter for many years.
However, this qiē has nothing to do with Zhou Zhongmou in the sky, this guy directly retracted his wings and began to dive at high speed after seeing the direction. The acceleration of gravity made him faster and faster, and the kinetic energy of his massive body, combined with his incomparably hard horns, slammed into the top half of a spire. The people on the ground only felt a strong wind and a huge shadow passing by, and when they looked up, there were broken bricks flying everywhere. Half of the minaret slowly toppled down, looking really slow, but in the blink of an eye it was already falling against the people in the street. In the lower spire, a black beast shook its head and clung to one side of the broken wall with its large claws. It was as if I was dizzy.
The crowd below was in a panic, and the stones falling from the sky were not too difficult to deal with - anyway, it was about thirty meters above the ground, and there was nothing else where the tower fell, but there were quite a few high-ranking warriors. However, dodging or directly smashing falling stones from the air will inevitably cause chaos in the otherwise tight queue, which is what the beast needs.
Zhou Zhongmou pounced down from the tower that was still about thirty meters above the ground after half of the collapse, in order to have the greatest deterrent effect, this guy also spread his huge wings, and the visual effect was first-class. The huge black beast that pounced down was extremely fierce, with huge claws and big horns, as well as a mouth full of fangs in that bloody mouth. The current Zhou Zhongmou's physical strength and strength alone can be compared to that of an adult gold-level true dragon. Although it can be called a mess in terms of magic, the resistance to spells is also terrifying compared to dragon scales - if it weren't for the fact that there were no Beamon Behemoths in this world, Zhou Zhongmou would definitely be considered that thing. The armor of magic is vulnerable to the immense and simple force, although the spells on the armor have mitigated the physical impact as much as possible. However, the colossal force after the overload still completely kneaded the flesh in the armor into meat sauce, and as for the pair of horns and the fangs in the mouth, it regarded the armor of magic as nothing.
Zhou Zhongmou's attack caught those hapless guys off guard. Most of the unlucky ones who are now on the spot have been killed before they can react to draw their swords, but their deaths have also bought time for the truly powerful - such as the Earl of Tyre. He drew his magic sword right now and began to burn his fighting energy. The pure golden fighting spirit was blazing, bringing out the young man in the middle - a tall and majestic young man. There is also the precious magic sword that is not very ornamental, but the lines are simple and powerful, and it has a magic power that is as tough as the earth - it can already be called a holy sword.
However, the first target of Earl Tyre's sword skills was not Zhou Zhongmou, who was huge at all, and he slashed out a sword qi like a white dragon with a single sword, directly tearing apart the chaotic team and helping the princess and the little prince beside him open the passage. The next moment he escorted them to evacuate quickly, of course, the subordinates of the squad he brought with him, as well as the princess - or the stalwart nobles of the Little Prince's party also drew their weapons or used spells to open the way or break the back. And the nobles of the north didn't take the opportunity to attack - it was because Zhou Zhongmou's attack range was too large, and I couldn't let others tell which side he was on - this guy attacked any unlucky guy who appeared in his attack range, and the direction of his progress was completely irregular. It's like he's beating up the guards of the northern aristocracy (to be continued......