The hallway is not wide, but it is not narrow enough for two people to dance a knife side by side. If there are more people, they will be crowded with each other and will not be able to perform.

The palace maid stood in the middle, and the six people who had fallen were still twitching slightly.

People are dead, but the tissues of the body are not completely lost immediately.

The scene looks eerie and bloody.

Blood flowed out, and the air was filled with bloody gas.

The twelve samurai tightened their swords tightly.

Spears were not easily accessible in the hallway, and they all used knives. A scimitar that differs from the Dothraki is a complete half-moon from the hilt to the tip.

The palace maid smiled: "Aren't you warriors, why don't you face the murderer and go forward?"

Warriors can't be thrilled!

The guards in charge of protecting the king were indeed warriors, but they didn't expect a palace maid to have such ghostly killing skills, and they were shocked.

But the palace maid's words rekindled the blood in their bodies.

So, the two warriors in front shouted in unison to alleviate the fear in their hearts, and the two scimitars drew a bright arc and swept towards the palace maid.

Suddenly, the palace maid disappeared, two scimitars slashed into the air, followed by a cold on the neck, two narrow swords slashed through their necks, they didn't see the palace maid's person, nor did they see the palace maid's shot, and the neck was cut with a deep wound.

The two warriors staggered and turned, the scimitar in their hands raised again, but the power disappeared too quickly, and the splattered blood drained their strength and their courage, and the second shot of the two warriors turned around only raised the knife, and they staggered and fell, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a crisp echo.

The palace maid appeared behind the two samurai, and the two narrow swords in their hands were as bright as autumn water. She killed eight people in a row, and the narrow sword that seemed to break at the touch of a touch had no blood at all, but was brighter.

Another pair of samurai rushed towards the maid, still roaring to relieve their fears, this time the maid no longer dodged close to the ground, but attacked directly, two narrow swords stabbed into the mouths of the two samurai, and when he passed by the two samurai, the scimitars of the two samurai were only half raised.

The two samurai scimitars in the back were sealed horizontally in front of their chests, and they had lost the courage to attack. The palace maid smiled, and suddenly stabbed forward, and the two scimitars sealed horizontally, but this time the narrow sword stabbed not their throats, nor their mouths, but their wrists holding the knives.

With two sounds, the scimitar fell to the ground, and the blood on his wrist soared. As their bodies stiffened, the two samurai swords were struck in their throats again, and the narrow swords pierced the Adam's apple of the throat, making a slight grinding sound.

The remaining six samurai were already frightened, and they knew that no matter whether they were attacking, defending, or taking the initiative, they would not be able to block the opponent's stab.

This can never be swordsmanship, there is only one possibility: witchcraft!

Witchcraft from the Temple of Immortality.

“...... You...... Be...... The shrine maiden ......" A samurai stammered, his eyes glared at the maid, he slowly lowered his scimitar to the ground, then raised his hands, turned, pressed his face against the wall, and handed over everything in his back to the terrible killer.

The maid stabbed her sword into the warrior's neck without mercy, piercing it, seemingly slow and soothing, but in fact surprisingly fast.

Put down the scimitar, stand facing the wall, let him go, he still won't spare his life.

This gave the samurai's companions a new courage in fear and anger, and slashed at the maid with a scimitar, not dodging, not hiding, and fighting for their lives.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute speed, it's useless to fight hard.

The maid dodged the sword, and it seemed that he had not attacked the desperate samurai, but the samurai's scimitar had been disarmed, and blood was splattering from his wrist and throat. His throat rattled, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and his head hit the wall with a loud bang.

This palace maid is naturally Will.

He is ruthless and unforgiving. Kill all eighteen elite warriors waiting in the corridors of the king's bedchamber, leaving not one behind.

When Will pushed open the palace door, he was confronted by two black-robed wizards.

In the blink of an eye, the black-robed wizard split into two, and the two were divided into four, a total of eight identical wizards blocked the gate, and the wizards all had a sharp knife with a keel handle in their hands, which did not look like a good weapon.

Will smiled slightly, and a very strange syllable came out of his mouth.

Correct!

At the end of the corridor, a dragon groan was immediately heard!

Correct!

A second dragon groan followed, but the sound of wings flapping had already reached the entrance of the hallway.

The dragon came quickly, like lightning.

The little golden dragon came, and when the eight knives stabbed at Will, the dragon reached the top of Will's head.

There was a crisp clash of swords, and Will retreated, clearly and agilely separating the chain of attacks of the eight knives.

Each block is clear and beautiful, and the sequence of movements is full of layers.

Together, these movements are as fast as if there is only one movement.

Then, Long Yan erupted, and the figures of the eight wizards shattered in Long Yan and disappeared into airflow.

Eight are phantoms.

A wizard hired by Zaro, a wizard can create three phantoms to kill. And the male witch in the palace, a male witch divided the phantom of eight wizards to kill.

This wizard is truly powerful.

But the dragon is the highest magical creature, and under the attack of Long Yan, the phantom that the wizard could not kill immediately disappeared.

Jingle Bell!

The eight knives are not illusory, but real. It is also because it is true that a knife can kill people.

The little golden dragon landed on top of Will's head, making a triumphant twinch.

Will walked through the door, closed it, and returned to his true self.

His two narrow swords are like the two hellish scythes that come from hell to harvest life.

The king stood in his chamber, surrounded not by sorcerers, but by more warriors. This time, the samurai were divided into two layers, one with swordsmen and the other with spears.

The knife hand is in front, and the spear is in the back.

The king was behind the samurai, still wearing a jade mask.

So, where are the real bodies of the eight phantom wizards just now?

Will couldn't see it, and neither could his little golden dragon.

Will wasn't sure if it was the real king or the fake king in the dormitory, but it didn't matter, the first priority, whether it was true or not, kill it!

Will waved his sword flower lightly, ignored the thirty samurai, and said, "Are you coming?"

Correct!

Sky. Suddenly, there was a dragon roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the voice was louder and louder, and it was estimated that the entire Quells people heard it.

The dragon roar from a giant dragon in the sky, the voice was full of war intent, and people's hearts couldn't help but be afraid.

Correct!

Another dragon groan, superimposed on top of the first dragon groan, made the eardrums unbearable.

Will smiled, "One more, pay attention!"

Sure enough, before the words fell, the third dragon roar was superimposed on the previous two, and the shockwave was like substance, making everyone feel the boundless killing intent.

Three dragon groans.

Three different sound qualities, three unshakable overlords, three dragons are coming: Rego, Drogo, and Viserys.

Will said lightly: "Our three dragons are here, as long as we give an order, the entire Quells will be reduced to ashes, and the royal family's thousand-year-old palace will be nothing more than a huge ruin." Surrender, my great majesty. We are from Slave Bay, and I am Will Prime Minister on the continent of Westeros, Commander-in-Chief of the Desperate Wall, Duke of Dragonstone. My companion is Her Majesty Daenerys Targaryen, the Queen of Essos, who has conquered the western and central continents. “

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Chapter 0977-2

Three dragon groans shook the city of Quells. And all the city heard.

The three dragons all came to the sky above the royal palace, and then, there were two more violent metal knocks: Zheng!

The loud bang was terrible in the sky of the city, and on the ground, the dogs, camels, war horses, and beasts in the beast market in the city all crawled on the ground and trembled.

The griffon, the king of beasts, the predator of all beasts. Except for losing to the dragon in flames, the griffin is not inferior to the dragon in every other way. In terms of endurance and strength, it is not inferior.

In the square of the royal palace, the little silver dragon protected Daenerys and appeared in the square, Daenerys blew the dragon's horn, the black dragon swooped down, and the royal family members in the square were all shocked and screamed. The samurai raised their swords and spears, but unfortunately, they were not good at bows and arrows.

The shouts of hundreds of people sounded like the clamor of a child.

No one dares to shout loudly, shouting together, just to embolden themselves. It's as if the bleating of a goat in the forest against a wolf is a cry of fear, not a cry of threat.

"Long Yan!" shouted Daenerys, pretending to be a palace maid.

As a result, a red flame as thick as a giant pillar erupted from the mouth of the black dragon Rego, and the people in the square fled one after another, and countless princes, princesses, and horses pushed and fell down one after another, trampling on each other.

The giant red pillars swept through, and the hundreds of samurai below were like elves dancing in flames, only they were accompanied by howls rather than elegant music.

Humanoid candles were lit, running, falling, rolling, howling.

The dragon fell, the ground trembled, the tail swept across, and the warriors who came to slay the dragon were sent flying one after another, one by one like scarecrows.

"Long Yan!" Daenerys shouted.

The green dragon and the red dragon were immediately suppressed, and the two dragons spewed out two pillars of fire, blowing the two teams of running warriors into the air. It's just that it's not the wind that blows the samurai, it's the fire.

The queen was the first to kneel, shouting her submission.

The warriors who protected the queen knelt down, dropped their weapons one after another, and fell prostrate on the ground, their heads touching the ground.

The black dragon swept out a huge space, and then lay down, Daenerys turned over and went up to the dragon's back, regaining its original appearance, the dragon slowly rose into the air, and the little silver dragon stayed on her shoulder, and the sound of entanglement was very proud.

"Dear members of the royal family of Quells, courtiers, and magnates from all over the world, I am Daenerys Targaryen, born in the storm, the princess from Dragonstone in Westeros, I am Carissy of the Dothraki steppes, the only governor of the nine free trade city-states in the western part of Essos, the mother of dragons who broke shackles, the liberator of slaves, the only Maven of Slave Bay, I am the conqueror of Essos, the only queen, and you all have to submit. ”

Three dragons flew low in the sky, spitting out three terrifying torches.

Throughout the square, everyone knelt down with their heads on the ground. The two griffons made a clanging sound, making people want to cover their ears desperately. Some of the camels could not bear the pressure of the sound and fell to the ground, limp and limp. Ponies, these little creatures almost faint.

Daenerys rode the black dragon to the sky above the King's bedchamber.

"Will the King has surrendered?" Daenerys' voice shouted.

In the room, Will had already killed sixteen samurai, and thirteen others who had surrounded him. His narrow sword was as bright as autumn water, but his clothes were covered with blood. One of the warriors stood in front of the king to protect the jade-masked king, and although he changed his appearance, Will knew that the guy was his good friend Maiin.

"Not yet. Will laughed.

Unfortunately, Daenerys couldn't hear Will.

"Your Majesty, if something happens to Lord Will, all of Quells' royal family will die. Long Yan!" Daenerys shouted.

Call!

A huge pillar of fire lit up white, spewed out from the black dragon's mouth, and strafed the roof of the king's bedroom, even through the roof and ceiling, the power of the dragon could still be felt. The scorching flames instantly ignited the roof, and the beep and beep sound of burning was loud.

The power of Long Yan is that the boulder is also burned into fluid.

There was a loud bang, and a huge hole burned out of the roof.

Will and the samurai below dodged in time, and his little golden dragon did not enter the battle under Will's orders, but did a real wall view from the wall. As soon as the black dragon flame appeared, the little golden dragon cheered, and in the sound of entanglement, flew out of the hole to get close to the huge black dragon.

However, the black dragon was not willing to get close to the little golden dragon.

The little golden dragon and the little silver dragon seem to have a natural suppression of the black, green, and red dragons! The two dragons are lively and cute, and like to get close to the three huge guys, but the three dragons are obviously unwilling to play with the two little ones.

"Are you alright, Lord Will?" Daenerys called out.

"I'm fine!" Will laughed. He's fine, he's not hurt, just a little sore wrist.

"Your Majesty, surrender or exterminate?" Daenerys asked sharply.

The king slowly removed the jade mask, and it was a man with a pitted face, as if he had had a very serious burn on his face: "Lord Will, I am willing to surrender, but I will not survive." ”

"You want to die?"

"I wish I could die in the flames of your little golden dragon!"

"Okay, but do you want the royal bloodline to continue or perish?"

“...... Continuation ......"

"Then pass the order, announce the surrender of the royal family, and the entire Quels people will surrender!"

"Yes, Lord Will. But even if I surrender, I will not kneel. ”

"I don't need you to kneel, I just need Quells to submit!" Will said lightly.

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When Arya, Jaime, Argo, Jogo, and Lacarlo arrived at the square of the royal palace with a dozen cavalrymen with spears and arrows, the square was full of kneeling crowds. The king was walking out of the palace accompanied by Will, and behind them were several royal palaces that were blazing.