Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 33 Come on, Zangula's fate has reached a turning point!
The steel shattered the raindrops, along with the heads of the palace guards.

The blood mixed with the rainwater, was trampled by the messy soles and splashed with scattered blood, as if it foreshadowed the bloody treason tonight.

Without the existence of the Bone and Blood Guards, the strength of the guards in the entire palace has dropped to a level visible to the naked eye. This is also an opportunity that the Blood Pact Gang spent countless efforts to obtain!
"kill--!!"

A crazy roar sounded.

Shalupa decapitated a certain guard with a knife, and seeing more guards rushing up from all directions, he did not take a half step back without fear.

The strength of swinging the machete in his hand is sometimes light and sometimes heavy, outlining the arc of the antelope's horns in mid-air, blocking the incoming slashes one after another!
With Sharupa's other hand, he quickly pulled out twelve long and narrow throwing knives that were only as long as fingers.

The flying knives with a faint bronze luster tore through the air, and the guards seemed to have rich combat experience, and they set off ahead of time to dodge this obvious attack.

But just as they were halfway through their actions, several throwing knives were already within reach!
As if the distance was shortened in an instant, these flying knives flew for an extra period of time where no one could see, which caused a fatal error in the guard's prediction!
"How can..."

While the guards' eyes widened in disbelief, the sharp knife tip embraced their armor unreservedly, easily pierced through the metal's wailing, and then sank deep into the flesh and blood!
The deadly poison smeared on it in advance poured into every drop of blood, and within a moment, amidst the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, one after another guards died unrepentantly.

stay in their unwilling pupils.

There was only Sharupa's indifferent forward figure, and more guards were defeated by the attacker's superb offensive.

Just as he was about to leave, one hand suddenly grabbed Sharupa's ankle with all his might.

Glancing back indifferently, he saw that the guard, who had only his last breath left, was still staring at him with great unwillingness and pain, and questioned him hissingly with his last strength.

"Why...why do you do this...don't you know...only His Majesty Tolisso...can bring Zangula to glory?"

Sharupa wanted to leave.

But when he stared at the loyal guard who was as loyal as he used to be for a few seconds, he took the initiative to squat down and type his answer word by word into the bottom of his heart.

"I do not care.

From the moment my mother died, your splendor and glory have nothing to do with me, I just want to see everything burn in flames. "

"You... monster..."

Watching the guard swallow his last breath feebly.

Sharupa indifferently opened his fingers bit by bit, retracted the throwing knife, and stepped forward towards the depths of the bloody palace!

His enemies are still ahead!

.........

"How is the situation now?"

With a solemn face, Augustus came behind the last line of defense formed by the remaining guards in his hand, holding the famous and ferocious iron spear.

Since the War of Dawn ended.

For some reason, Augustus resigned from his status as a nobleman and stayed in the palace as the head of the guard. At this moment, he naturally became the backbone of all the guards.

"It's not optimistic, the enemy is obviously coming prepared, we must block the offensive here!"

Unamuno said solemnly.

At this moment, he who usually appears as the prime minister is already holding a weapon nervously. It can be seen that the situation has reached the limit.

"That's it."

puff-

The spear point pierces the heart.

Under Unamuno's unbelievable gaze, half of the fierce spear protruded from his body, with drops of bright red blood still flowing on it!
"How dare you betray His Majesty?!"

"No, he betrayed me first."

Unamuno's eyeballs were instantly burned red by the violent flames, but before he turned around and counterattacked, a long knife cut off his head very smoothly!

"You were also responsible for that famine. You should have died long ago, old man."

Without dragging his feet, Augustus indifferently pulled out the iron spear from the corpse.

A series of vigilant and hateful eyes came, but the former Iron Spear King just glanced around and spoke abruptly.

"Aren't you going to do it yet?"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, isn't this a chance for the great Iron Spear King to set things right?"

In the familiar Sen Han's laughter.

One after another, the guards covered their throats one after another, and they strangled themselves to death in front of August with blushing faces. This strange scene made August a little more afraid.

Glancing at the Poison Swamp King and Navarro, who was beside her with a low brow, Augustus asked tentatively.

"You're the only one here? Where are the other nobles?"

"Do you think those cowards of them dare to appear here? Jie Jie Jie Jie, it seems that after enjoying a luxurious life, the expansion of desire in their hearts has crowded out the living space that once belonged to courage and blood."

"Tsk, it's really mud that can't support the wall."

Augustus spat disdainfully, "What about you, why don't you worry about the risks?"

"Don't compare me with those rubbish, Iron Spear King, and if I don't come here in person, how can I ensure that I can get the reward you promised without any mistakes?"

Amid the inexplicable sneer of the Poison Swamp King, Augustus' expression remained unchanged.

"I've said many times, as long as you can take down Molten Iron King, I won't ask about the future."

"Even the alcoholic who is drunk in the corner of the alley knows that you and the Molten Iron King had an intimate caravan time, so you really have the heart to watch me torture him out?"

"...In this world, there is always something more important than friendship."

Augustus's eyes were deep, and he had long since disappeared from the shadow of the caravan leader.

The starving hell was forever imprinted deep in his soul, and Augustus never thought that His Majesty, whom he was loyal to, would be the chief culprit for creating all this with his own hands!

Is it really worth creating another hell in order to leave the hell called Soul Eater?
When Augustus made a decision according to his determination, he resigned from his noble status and reintegrated into a part of the palace guards, continuously providing countless valuable information to the outside Blood Pact Gang!

He didn't want countless civilians to fall into the hell that was worse than death, but he would never be able to trust Tolisso again.

Then do it yourself.

Overthrow the rule of Toliso, rely on yourself, and re-establish a golden dynasty of all trolls——! !

For this purpose, for a better future for all civilians.

Sacrificing the Molten Iron King in exchange for the support of the Blood Pact Gang is a necessary price on the road to success!
For this reason, what is a little friendship?
As for magic weapons, it is indeed a problem, but before such magical weapons appear, will the trolls surrender under the malice of fate?
Augustus believed that it would be great if there were magic weapons. Even if there were no magic weapons, Zangula's future might be more difficult, but it would definitely still lead to a bright future!
Navarro, who arrived late, was the last to arrive.

The brutal bloodstains left by the fighting were still on his face, and the men behind him had been damaged to less than [-]%, and everyone was injured, even the wooden staff in Castal's hand was cut off.

But everyone who has come here believes that these powers are more than enough to kill the aging Tolisso!
"My apprentice has already cast a warning spell, no one has left the palace tonight, he is definitely still inside!"

Augustus ignored the Poison Swamp King, but looked at the twelve blood-stained throwing knives on Navarro's body, and asked.

"Is the flying knife easy to use?"

"Created by Molten Iron King himself, the effect is as expected and powerful."

"That's good."

Augustus turned his head and stopped talking, silently watching his subordinates hammer open the closed door.

boom--

Smoke and dust filled the air.

When the front door is no longer an obstacle, at this moment, no matter who it is, they all raise their heads at the same time, and stare at the majestic figure sitting on the throne!

In the weak coughing sound.

Tolisso leaned on the blood slaughter blade and stood up from the throne, condescendingly raising a cold smile.

"Common people, seeing the kingship, why don't you worship?"

(End of this chapter)