Otherworldly White Dragon Lord

Within the Golden Spike Territory of the Kingdom of Berrama.

A luxurious carriage depicting the royal emblem drawn by eight horses is driving towards the lord’s mansion. The knights guarding the carriage on both sides are shouting to drive away pedestrians on the road. In fact, when many people see the familiar emblem on the carriage, it is already They fled as if avoiding the plague god.The caravan of Silvador, the most notorious idiot prince in the kingdom of Berrama!

Speaking of the idiot prince Silvador, the current lord of the Golden Spike Territory, there is no leader in the territory that does not curse this stupid lord. It is said that His Royal Highness has just visited the neighboring country of Saxony for a duel. The object of the duel is Luo Jie'an, the most treasured treasure of the Saxon royal family, the "Silver Snow" princess. The outcome of this duel determines whether Silvador can marry the princess of the Kingdom of Saxony and return home.of course!As the information of the neighboring two countries is always spreading very fast, the entire Belrama Kingdom knows that Silvador has lost the duel after the outcome of the duel is announced!

No one in the Jinsui Territory was angry about the prince of his country losing the duel. On the contrary, he was gloating at Silvador's tragic failure.In fact, no one in the entire Berrama Kingdom is optimistic that the idiot prince who only knows about eating, drinking, and having fun can beat Princess Silver Snow in a duel. When the result of the duel is passed back to the country, everyone should think so. Vado's defeat to Princess Luo Jiean was the most correct result.

In fact, if someone went to the Kingdom of Saxony to watch Silvador’s duel, there would be no idea that the idiot prince would “fail” to Princess Luo Jiean.┉┉

When the convoy approached the lord’s residence, night had fallen. Inside the carriage, there was a constant-temperature sharpener to keep the temperature in the carriage in a relatively comfortable state. There was even a space in the center of the huge carriage for a wine table to be placed on the side. There is also a half-drinked bottle of Sangden Bell in his ice bucket. The envoy who accompanied Silvador to the Kingdom of Saxony, who was accompanied by the motorcade, was uneasy. From time to time, he quietly glanced at him and seemed to be asleep. His Royal Highness the Prince in China.

The level of a person's identity can often be judged by the subtle differences in sitting posture, taste and habits.Now Silvador is closing his eyes and leaning on the sofa padded with precious animal skins, his expression is steady as if there is no distraction, that kind of cold aura that inadvertently reveals like an idiot prince who loves to play, but More like an emperor who holds the power of life and death in the world.

After the duel, Prince Silvador directly rejected all doctors and priests who healed him. He did not stay in the Kingdom of Saxony and chose to return home immediately.Everyone originally thought that His Royal Highness had lost the duel and was unwilling to do so, but Silvador seemed silent along the way and told anyone not to disturb him. He would always chatter and abuse him if he didn't get what he wanted. The personality is completely opposite. It was only when he returned to a territory in China to take a rest that the prince finally ordered people to send the two maids into the house, but the second angel found that the maid seemed to disappear. After entering the room of the prince, he never came out again.

Is it really Silvador, the idiot prince who was notorious in China before his eyes?Thinking of this, the messenger could not help but wipe the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. It is no longer clear how many times he did this action.

At this time, Silvador's closed eyelids twitched, and the next moment Silvador opened his eyes sharply, revealing a cold look containing killing intent, and the messenger sitting opposite couldn't help but his heart tightened. .Suddenly Silvador beckoned the messenger to sit over.

"His Royal Highness, do you have any instructions?" The messenger asked cautiously for fear of angering Silvador.

"Where is our current position, and how long will it take to reach the lord's residence"

The messenger hurriedly asked the coachman, and after getting the answer, he quickly reported back: "At the barn outside the city, you can enter the city in 20 minutes. Please take a rest."

Silvador moved his wrist joints: "You don't need to rest. It's not far away from twenty minutes. It's just a short walk."

"His Royal Highness┉┉What do you mean?"

The messenger was puzzled by Silvador's words, but before he could finish speaking, Silvador grabbed the collar by his collar. The great strength made the messenger's body like a weak chicken to be caught and blocked. By the side of the car window, at the same moment, several arrows painted in black slammed into the car window under the cover of night, and all nailed into the messenger's body in a scream.

Silva left the messenger's body still twitching, and looking at the carriage box that was gradually stained red with blood, a sullen bloodthirsty smile appeared, and Silvador's eyes began to glow with blood.

"Assassin! All assassins are on guard!"

"The opponent has a crossbow. Hurry up and drive the carriage to the back of the granary."

Accompanied by the sound of arrows flying and the shouting of the guards, the carriage suddenly accelerated with a turbulence, but it didn't take long for the horses to scream and the carriage stopped suddenly, and it was obvious that the assassin shot and killed the horse pulling the carriage first.

"Please leave His Royal Highness Silvador as soon as possible┉┉ ah!!!"

The coachman poked his head into the coach, and before he could finish speaking, several arrows had been shot into the coachman's body.Under the cover of night, a group of dark shadows surrounded the carriage from all directions. There were only 14 guards protecting the carriage. In the first round of the attack, three guards were killed. The number of assassins was definitely more than 20. The average strength is better than that of the guards who pamper themselves in the territory.After the escort sent a red firework signal into the sky, the battle began quickly.

Although the guards of the carriage were not strong enough, they were very well equipped. Everyone wore sophisticated armor. It was just that the assassin’s tactics were very sharp and aimed specifically at the gaps in the armor. Soon the screams and screams of swords and swords began to torment. The original will not be too firm guard.The opponent has more people than his own, and the average strength is also higher than his own. In the dark night, it is the home of these assassins. The battle soon took on a one-sided situation. The guards who had been killed and injured nearly collapsed and began to flee, but the assassins We decided to kill everyone at the very beginning.

Silvador sat quietly in the car listening to the sound of fighting and screams outside. The leisurely and contented expression seemed as if what was going on outside was not a cruel battle but an elegant concert. The sound of impact, the sorrow that humans would make before death is more beautiful than the most beautiful music in the world.

fighting!Kill!This is the source of your strength!

The most hideous aspect in everyone's heart is unreservedly unreserved. The fear of death, the pleasure of killing, the hatred of being killed, and the powerful ideas make the nearby space full of negative feelings, although this kind of unreserved The worth mentioning small-scale assassination will not produce a meeting point, but at least it is like an appetizing dish that can add a little power to the body that has consumed too much power of the abyss.

An assassin broke through the guard's defense and rushed to the door of the carriage. The black masked assassin looked at the carriage and showed a sneer. The idiot prince had been hiding in the carriage just now and didn’t even get out of the carriage and escape. Was scared to pee in the carriage.

All right!It's time to send this idiot who has lost the face of Berrama Kingdom to hell.

The assassin eagerly opened the carriage door and prepared to appreciate the panicked expression of the idiot prince. However, the assassin only felt black in front of his eyes when the door was opened for a moment. The collapsed bridge of the nose sprayed a lot of blood and pressured eyeballs. The huge impact on the face accompanied by the piercing pain caused the assassin to become sick in an instant.

The assassin who was ready to respond at any time behind was almost stunned by the sight before him. His companion was kicked out the moment he opened the door. After rolling on the ground for a few turns, the assassin's body was no longer moving. .

Silvador walked down in the carriage in a leisurely and contented manner, and his leisurely appearance was more like attending a banquet, indifferent to the tragic sight before him.

Happiness!

Silvado took a look at the body of the guard lying on the ground and the blood all over the floor, took a deep breath and clapped his hands: "It's a very nice welcome ceremony, but the scene is still too small┉┉"

The assassin leader Shizra who was in charge of this operation felt a little uneasy instinctively. Silvador exuded a strange aura that made people feel like sitting on pins and needles. Suddenly the assassin leader Shizra was caught by Silvado. Vado stared tightly at that moment, that kind of feeling!Shezra felt that she was more closely watched than something terrible.

"Why escape?"

Silvador's gaze suddenly turned to the guards who fleeed around. Only seven of the guards were killed or injured. Hearing Silvador's voice, they stopped as if they had been casted by the body magic. After the action, even the assassins who were still chasing them were attracted and unanimously lowered the dagger in his hand. Silvador condensed everyone's eyes on him like a black hole.

"Why are you afraid? Listen to the longing, fighting, blood, killing, force called violence that emanate from the deepest part of your soul┉┉"

"The most primitive power that everything in the world is born with ┉┉"

"The power you most desire, the power that can bring you unlimited excitement, isn't it time to enjoy this power!"

Silvador's eyes had completely turned blood red, and the voice that he said sounded in everyone's mind as if it could pass through the soul!