honor me as god

Chapter 809
At this moment of risking his life, the air seemed to freeze, and the passage of time became extremely slow.

The blade in Andre's hand had already pierced Candy's neck, the skin was cut open under the pressure, and the first drop of blood overflowed from the wound.
"Kuuuuuuuuuuu!" The sword light exploded in an instant, and the flames of metal collisions shot out in the air, and the blade fragments splashed to the stone wall behind the throne, deeply penetrating into the murals.

Andre slowly looked at his right hand. The blade had been cut into pieces, leaving only the bare hilt in his hand. He was silent, with an unprecedented highness in his eyes, and looked at Denisa with a sly smile: "Look Come on, you lose."

I saw that Denisa's breathing was disordered at this time, cold sweat was constantly breaking out on her forehead, and the joint of her right hand was white because she was holding the sword too tightly, and it kept making crackling sounds. There is an inch, but no matter what, it is impossible to break through this close distance.

Just as Andre was about to say something, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he sat there paralyzed while holding his forehead.

It can be seen from the extremely pale face that Andre was also facing tremendous pressure just now. He has no idea what he thinks about Denisa, and he is completely desperate and gambling.

Now the result is finally settled. In this psychological game, he had the last laugh.

Andre stopped holding Candy, and pushed her into Denisa's arms.

Candy was beaten by Denisa just now, and her face was in hot pain, but this little girl is very sensible, and she believes in Denisa's feelings for everyone more than anyone else. She didn't cry at this time, but hugged Dinessa tightly. Nisha's waist, silently shed tears.

"Kang Dang." Denisa seemed to have no strength to hold the sword, and the Twilight sword in her hand fell to the ground. She closed her gray eyes, hugged Candy lightly, her fingers trembling on the red and swollen part of her face Caressed.

Andre slowed down a little, and the smile with the overall situation reappeared on his face: "Don't be so sad, anyway, you are also a person who is indifferent to the world, the superior Solandelle, the superior Bolton, or me Does it make any difference to you, sir?"

"At least I can assure you that after I am crowned king, you can still live your original life. For those children, I will take care of them like my own children and give them the best material conditions for them to study and go to school." , to pave the way for them to embark on a wonderful life."

"You can also visit them at any time and play with them like before, the only condition is that you can't get all of them together, otherwise I won't sleep well at night."

Denisa didn't say anything, she put her hand behind Tangtang's neck, and suddenly pinched her, knocking her out.

Immediately, she picked up the Twilight sword on the ground, threw it to Andre, and stretched out her arms to reveal her chest: "Aren't you just afraid of me? How about taking a step back? You stab my heart with Twilight, so The person you fear the most is gone forever, and those children have lost the meaning of being hostages, you let them all go, and never bother them again."

Andre didn't go to pick up the Twilight in front of him, his shoulders kept shaking, and he burst out laughing from time to time, and finally burst out laughing: "Hahahahaha! I really didn't expect that the majestic 7th series of red wheels would actually Saying such childish things."

"Don't worry, Denisa, you won't die. I will never let your sharp blade break in my hands. I forgot to tell you just now that if I die for any reason, all those children will be killed." kill."

"It's the same for you. If you die, no matter if you commit suicide for your honor, lose in a battle, or deliberately release water to be killed by others, those children will die too."

"So, you have to protect me, and you must also protect yourself." Andre stood up and walked in front of Denisa, stretched out his hand to her, his eyes were burning with fanatical flames, "Now, abandon those childish thoughts , accept fate, and walk into a new future with me."

At the entrance and exit of the huge wall of the king's city, Sting galloped past on a horse, and plunged into the blood mist spreading outside the huge wall.

Perseus issued an order to immediately control the archbishop of the Scarlet Church. Whether the timing of this order was correct, whether it was too hasty or too late, Sting couldn't judge. All he could do was to carry out the king's order with all his strength.

Now the city is filled with blood and mist, and the ground combat is too restricted. He must first go to the dragon's habitat to find his own dragon.

Fortunately, Sting was very familiar with the Wangcheng. Even though his sight was blocked, he was still familiar with the road when driving the horse forward, and he arrived near the giant dragon's habitat in a short time.

But who knows, before he reached the dismounting point, the war horse under Sting suddenly neighed rapidly, stopped his body without receiving instructions, raised his hooves, and kept snorting with fear .

Sting was a little confused, so it was normal for him to be an ordinary horse and not dare to get close to the giant dragon's habitat. After all, Longwei has a strong deterrent effect on ordinary animals.

But the imperial war horses in the palace have all undergone special training, and they will be taken to have close contact with giant dragons when they were young. They should not be afraid at this time.

Seeing that the war horse did not dare to move forward no matter how hard he drove it, Sting could only tie it aside and rushed to the giant dragon's habitat.

It didn't take long for Sting to see a familiar silhouette in the thick blood mist, which was undoubtedly his dragon. He ran over to call it, but froze in place for a moment.

I saw the golden dragon lying on the ground, surrounded by dragon blood, and its huge body was wrapped in some kind of twisted flesh and blood. The flesh and blood had no fixed shape and could be stretched at will. There were messy blood vessels and nerve tissues everywhere. Like the most primitive embryo at the beginning of life.

The golden dragon is not dead, and the resting platform is full of burn marks and broken gullies, obviously a fierce battle broke out.

Judging from the current results, the golden dragon failed to win against the huge and twisted mass of flesh and blood. It looked at Sting with difficulty, and let out a weak whine from its throat, as if calling for help from its master.

The giant dragon that had been with him for many years was severely injured, and Sting's eyes were already red. Flames appeared in his throat, and scorching dragon's breath spewed out, attacking the twisted flesh and blood.

Where the dragon's breath passed, the distorted flesh was quickly scorched and peeled off the dragon's body one after another, but at the same time, the painful wailing of the golden dragon came.

Sting took a closer look, and was shocked to find that the dragon's body covered in twisted flesh and blood was festering, and there were still residual tissues writhing under the dragon's skin from time to time!
This mass of flesh and blood has grown together with the giant dragon!
What is even more astonishing is still to come. The flesh and blood burned by the dragon's breath had shrunk and carbonized, but in the blink of an eye, they re-grow and cover the dragon's body, like the most malignant diseased tissue, endless .

Just when Sting was at a loss, the twisted flesh and blood had spread to the neck of the giant dragon. It twisted its head vigorously, its throat could no longer make a sound, but it still desperately opened its mouth wide to Sting.

Years of fighting side by side has made Sting realize that the dragon is warning him!

Sting quickly looked back, only to see the overwhelming distorted giant shadow rising behind him, as if to swallow this world.

(End of this chapter)