Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1199 It’s a mess! It’s all a mess!!
With his identity exposed, Blood Hand King smiled cruelly, but with a single sword in hand, his attack did not stop at all, and the sharp sword force continued to force its way towards Yalvet.

Now it seems that the Blood Hand King had probably guessed the threat of Yalvet and Gungnir when he discovered the trace of reinforcements, and deliberately exchanged weapons with his subordinates, allowing the other party to impersonate him and take action.

Besides, it was the middle of the night now and the light on the battlefield was dim. How could anyone on their side see clearly?
As for strength...

That subordinate was already a powerful Vajra Realm warrior with considerable strength. He was supposed to be using dual swords, and his fighting style was similar to that of Blood Hand King. With the alloy claws as enchanted weapons, he was even more powerful. Under the cover of night, during the brief fight, no one could tell anything was wrong.

Everything happened so fast that even Zhou Xu didn't have time to think about it.

Now it can be said that one wrong step leads to every wrong step!
"Grass!"

Zhou Xu reacted quickly and his face darkened. The dire situation made him unable to hold back his swearing. He subconsciously wanted to take action and repel the Blood Hand King.

However, at this time, the Blood Hand King was pressing towards Yalvet step by step. The distance was too close, and any mistake would result in accidental injury, leaving him no room to attack.

During this time, the Pegasus under his mount also became agitated, as if it wanted to pounce down to save its master.

"Calm down, you'll die if you go down there!"

There is a huge gap in realm, and Tianma in the Bailian realm does not have the strength to participate in this battle at all.

But letting Yalvet continue to fight with the Blood Hand King is obviously not a good choice.

The minimum requirement for launching Gungnir is to consume nearly 70% of Yalvet's strength. Regarding this point, the other party had already told her the truth when discussing tactics before setting off.

The Blood Hand King had changed to a weapon that was not suitable for him, which certainly affected his performance. However, his own strength at the peak of the Vajra Realm was there. How could Yalvette, who was now at the end of her strength, be his opponent? It was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

But in this situation, he didn't dare to pull the rope hard to pull Yalvet up. After all, once a person is suspended in the air, he will basically lose the ability to dodge, which is too dangerous.

Meanwhile, Fisher...

Unlike Zhou Xu and Yalvet, he had fought with Blood Hand King several times. When they rushed down for a few rounds of fighting, he really didn't react due to the intense battle and the lighting problem.

But after the opponent was shot through by Gungnir and fell down, Fisher actually discovered that the opponent was not Bloody King.

At the same time, the real Blood Hand King had already jumped into the air along the outer wall to launch an attack!
This was clearly beyond their expectations, and Fisher couldn't help but think a lot.

[The Bloody King has already come after them. I should just go with the flow and deal with the remaining green-skinned warrior. The fight has already started, and they can't just withdraw, not to mention that this was an accident! They made a wrong judgment themselves, so they can't blame me, right?]

Fisher was quite excited by the idea.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came to mind, Zhou Xu's slightly cold gaze swept over.

Fisher, who obviously noticed something, was startled.

[Fuck! It still doesn’t work! ]

This is a matter of life and death for them. If they did this, they would offend those two guys. If they find a chance to leave later, they will be dead.

And even if the other party did not leave and successfully eliminated the Blood Hand King, when the battle was over, the other party would settle the score with him, and they probably would not have a good ending.

When Fisher thought of this, he felt so miserable!
If they had one more warrior in the Vajra Realm or a wizard in the Saint Realm in their country, they would not be so passive.

In fact, the military strength of the Smith Kingdom was not weak, but at this moment, Fisher felt a sense of sadness as a weak person with no control over his fate. He had no choice but to go over to support them. The green-skinned warrior holding a mace suddenly killed a large number of slave soldiers in front of him with one blow, and rushed to him.

In a flash, Fisher quickly swung his sword to block. The weapons collided, and the opponent's mace was so powerful that he was forced to retreat several steps on the spot, and his palms were numb.

However, faced with such an attack, Fisher was not surprised, but secretly delighted.

[It’s not that I don’t want to come, but I can’t come because I have no choice! ]

With this thought in mind, Fisher tightened his face and pretended to want to get rid of the other party and turn around to provide support.

In this situation, the green-skinned warrior on the opposite side did not let him down. He immediately rushed forward with a mace, forcing him to turn around and resist.

At first glance, it looked like he was being suppressed by the other party.

In fact, this is not the case at all.

In the Blood Hand Clan, besides Blood Hand King, there are two other green-skinned warriors, one wields dual swords and the other wields a mace.

The former is faster than him, but not as strong as him. The latter is stronger than him, but not as fast in attack. Overall, they are inferior to him in terms of hard power.

Simply put, as long as he makes a slight adjustment and competes with the former in strength and with the latter in speed, he will basically be invincible.

[Is that enough? Never mind, I'll take one more baton. After I take the next one, I'll stabilize my position and start to fight back.]

The opponent's mace was swung with great force and power. If I continued to resist, I would lose the feeling in my hands after a few more hits, and I would not be able to win even if I could have.

Fisher, knowing this, naturally did not dare to be too wasteful.

Unexpectedly, just as he was thinking this, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred!

In the pitch-dark night, a green-skinned warrior holding two swords suddenly rushed out.

The moment he saw the other person, Fisher's expression suddenly became dull.

"Ward's Law..."

At this time, Fisher was racking his brains to figure out where this new person came from.

"He's the one who uses two swords? Fuck! Then who was the one who died before?!"

It's a mess! It's all a mess!!
At this moment, Fisher only felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

At the same time, he had no time to think, as the opponent's double swords had already swung in front of him.

Now that's a problem, the two green-skinned warriors at the Vajra Realm level on the opposite side, one on each side, directly besieged him.

Any one of these two greenskins would be no match for him in a one-on-one fight, but if both of them came together, he would basically be pinned down and beaten. He would have to use all his strength just to defend himself, and would not have any chance to fight back!

"Fuck! Save me! Save me now!!!"

(End of this chapter)