Pivot of the Sky

With Medanzo at war with Aruka, the scene immediately became extremely hot, and the sieged guards did not even see that Medanzo was only a Class Six warrior, and he was completely out of the wind. Aruka was wounded and hastily attached an astonishing arrow of Amona power. To this day, there is still a torn connection between her chest ribs like a fire, and Medanzo can do magic and use it very cleverly.

Medanzo did not fight like a magician. He waved a heavy sword with a staff as the handle of a sword, and integrated all kinds of strange powers into the range of attack covered by the sword. He appeared to be a warrior with a second awakening of power, but his powers were extremely high.

The place where the two men fought was swept away by the thunder and the wind, accompanied by the sound of a thunderous weapon, a sweeping force, almost impossible for ordinary samurai to approach. After all, the king's restraint was well trained. At first sight, a formation had been formed on both sides. The shield held up the shotgun in one piece, sealing the space for Medanzo to dodge the left and right, and just as soon as he revealed the rupture, he was ready to hedge it.

Aruka actually had some enemies against Medanzo, several times trying to escape the conflagration between the two did not succeed, just waved the long sword against the magical entanglement with powerful power, Medanzo's long sword and short-edged attack gave him little chance to fight back.

Medanzo, who dominated the battle, was also frowning in darkness, and the wounded warrior remained so brave that a desperate death battle could not be solved in a short time. After a brief panic, the soldiers around him had set up a battle formation, and there was no shortage of guards to rush out of the camp. He was about to make a scene, and it seemed that he had to do it a little harshly. Medanzo closed the short blade of his left hand and reached out and pulled out two scrolls.

He is still watching the movement of the camp in the fierce war. If he throws out the high-end divine scroll, he will not be able to impress the great magician inside!

He had just pulled out a scroll, waved his sword and pushed Aruka back a few steps. His figure flashed to the left, stirring up a force against a soldier forming on one side. The divine power of space impact can knock the soldiers in the front row back a few steps. Unexpectedly, a light circle flashed through the soldiers' shields, as if they were connected by an invisible chain, and Medanzo was shocked one step apart.

A petite, cloaked man has walked out of the camp, waving gently with his staff, not speaking, but has quietly performed his magic to help the guards against the power of Medanzo. This man has seen that Aruka was not an opponent of Medanzo after he was wounded, and that this great samurai and the dozens of guards around him may be able to stop the assassins, but it is difficult to take them down.

Medanzo also knew that the other great magician was finally unable to hold his hand. Looking at this scaffold, he wanted to capture him alive and then interrogate him properly. His purpose had been achieved, and there was no more hesitation. Waving opened the scroll.

Amon really deserved the money and gave Medanzo two premium scrolls, one of which was "Windblade Dance," which he used when he met Julian's men on the Ronnie River in pursuit of high-end magic with a wide range of indiscriminate attacks. The wind swept around Medanzo, and countless tiny airflows were condensed and compressed, like cluttered blades.

Medanzo was in a battlefield where there was no room for such a widespread attack on the divine arts. Face to face he was wrestling with Aruka. On the left and right were the guards in the formation of shields, who could not even retreat far enough to manipulate the divine arts. It's true that Ammon taught the heir, and he used the same technique as Ammon did. The wind blade broke out with him, and no one expected him to do so.

There is a blue phosphor on the scorpion shell armor, which is the power of Medanzo to use the defense effect of this manicure to the extreme, while raising the sword half kneeling, affixing the end of the blade handle to the forehead seems to be prayer, the soot rises to form a hazy shield surrounding him in the middle, and a flash of fire continues to appear in the soot, which is due to the wind blade cutting friction.

The Aruka dance sword flew backwards and backwards, and the sword gleamed like a shield with a silver light blocking it. The great magician in the distance also reacted extremely quickly, singing a staff and twisting the shadows on the shields of the soldiers on both sides, like raising a translucent invisible curtain wall, reflecting the dancing wind blades.

This hand defense theology is extremely expensive, this great magician did not give Medanzo every chance to destroy, the left and right guards are still in formation, it seems that only Medanzo himself has suffered. If another reel is not thrown, if no other unexpected condition occurs, when the wind blade is gone, Medanzo may not be caught.

Another reel thrown by Medanzo was not aggressive, sending out a wide range of messages disturbing the divine art, surrounded by instant darkness, like a thickening mist burst out of nowhere, not only the naked eye could not see things, even the detection divine art was disturbed for a moment, no one knew where he was.

As soon as he saw the frame, the archdeacon reacted and Medanzo tried to escape. He immediately drank a loud drink: “Nobody move, hold your position!” As the scepter waved and a light fell to disperse the fog in front of Aruka, which circled, preparing to break down a layer of fog in the battlefield, the sound of a sharp prick suddenly appeared in the camp, as if something had been cut in half by a sharper blade.

Meanwhile, someone shouted, "Assassins!” This shout came with a muffled collision, followed by a heavy object flying out with the wind, smashing many things, and then a cold voice said: "If you want the king's life, don't move, do as I tell you! ”

This voice is not loud, the person speaking is very young, must be accompanied by the magic of information transmission, everyone inside and outside the camp can hear clearly. The archdeacon and Aruka could no longer care less about Medanzo, and turned around and rushed back to the camp.

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The gorgeous beast skins in the centre of the camp have collapsed at this moment, looking like they were cut in half by a giant sharp blade. In the courtyard surrounded by a curtain in front of the large tent, the large iron stove for the original barbecue was also crashed. The curtain was torn down and the two tents in front were smashed. It stopped a long way and was completely deformed.

The man who crashed into the big iron stove was Afi, the guardian of the great samurai next to the king. At this moment, with rust and charcoal ash on his shoulder, he was standing at the door of the big account with a long sword, although the door to the tent no longer existed.

This has already happened in the courtyard, the front and rear triple treasures have been split in half, but the things in the front treasure are intact, the king's throne is at the right end, but there is an extra bed plate split in half on the table in front of the throne, while laying a naked beautiful woman, it is His Majesty the King with his love wife, is frightened by the blanket Cersei trembling.

The king's guards, palace men, and two Lv6 magicians stood on the edge of the fallen tent, but no one dared approach. King Lucille was sitting on his throne with a horrible look on his face, his body still trembling and wondering if he was frightened or frozen. Because His Majesty was not dressed, his naked shoulders and thighs were exposed. The guy around him was kind enough to pull half a sheet and throw it to Lucille.

Lucille held half a sheet of sheets tightly in her hands, like grabbing a life-saving straw to protect her waist. He was standing next to a young man, dressed in the same strange armor as Medanzo, with a sharp, short blade on Lucille's shoulder with his right hand.

Celia, the king's accompanying archmage, came back, and she realized that the king had been kidnapped. The first thought was to carry out space transfer magic to take the king back from the assassin's short blade, but she quickly dismissed her mind. Because she saw the assassin's left hand holding a grey scroll, twisting it gently with her fingers, as if it were going to unfold at any moment.

Celia was an expert. She recognized it at first sight. It was the legendary Destruction Storm! If the king fails to be held hostage, the assassin in the camp is naturally a dead end, but no one here, including the king and Lucia, will survive if he tries to spread the scroll.

Celia was not sure that she could kill the other party before they rolled the scroll, that the assassin could unwittingly dive into the king's large account and defeat the great samurai Afi as soon as she took the shot, which was definitely harder to deal with than the assassin outside. The atmosphere was so tense, Celia calmed down and stepped forward with her staff and asked: "This strange warrior, how dare you, who are you? ”

The assassin smiled slightly and his smile was bright and his teeth were white: “You may have heard my name, my name is Amon, and I am the Legion Leader of the Ecumenical Angela Regiment, and the man outside is my SS Captain Medanzo. You must also be wondering why I have to do this and what conditions have been met to release your king. When you hear my name, I don't think you need to ask me any more! I am here for peace between the two countries, and I just want to sit down and talk. ”

Forgiveness is a great magician, and Celia has barely stood steady. She is actually the Legion Commander of the Legion of Ann La, the survivor of the sinners of Duke Town. Amon!

Aruka, the great samurai who rushed back, drank: "General Amon, I admire your courage, but do you really think you can go back alive when you get here alone? ”

Amon is still laughing: "Of course I want to go back alive. I thought about it before I came. Your Majesty will protect me, won't you? ”

This was said to Lucille, and King Hattie looked clearly at the surrounding situation, and although the assassin had forced himself with a knife, he was caught in a heavy siege. In the hinterland behind this front, he could not have escaped if he had harmed his own life, and Lucille had restored a little calm and tried to say in a dignified tone: "General Amon, I can forgive you for your treachery and treachery, but since you have come to pray for peace, you should first lay down your arms and ask my forgiveness. ”

He was eager to maintain the dignity of a king, but his voice was a little mute and his voice was a little trembling.

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