From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 347 Royal Capital ()

Silver Palace, in front of the palace.

The bodyguards of the King of Ten Thousand Names form an array.

There are ten sword masters present, two king-level swordsmen, and the intermediate swordsmen can only serve as ordinary soldiers. This army is one of the ballast stones of the royal capital.

Faced with the charge of eight thousand knights, the Guards remained motionless. Although the King-Blooded Warriors could shake them up, the honor they had instilled for a long time prevented them from retreating. At this time, in the Silver Palace, the First Prince was circling Darius. , the conspirator Sariel is the biggest enemy. Once His Highness is allowed to pass, King Asra will suffer a fatal crisis.

The Asra Guards are the King's Shield.

The head of the Guards Corps looked ferocious. He needed time and lies to gain a chance for his loyal prince. His Majesty is not worthy of sitting on the throne at all. The three magical kingdoms in the north are vigorously developing magic applications, and the King of Dragon Kingdom in the south is also making great efforts. The demons on the Demon Continent are ready to move, and the current situation does not allow Asra's king to be a mediocre person who will only stay in Mei Ji's bedroom.

The commander of the Guards waved his hand and ordered. He believed that there were not many people who loved the country at his feet more than himself. For this reason, he would not hesitate to kill the king even if it cost him his own blood.

The elite magician group of five hundred people chanted at the same time. Under the command and dispatch of the second fire king level magician in the palace, the tide of magic emerged and lingered around them. After the saint level, magicians can affect the magic in the environment, such as The famous universal water magic Thunder Cumulonimbus, and using the advantage of numbers is the fundamental method for the legion to fight against the strong.

Emperor-level magic, composed of black flame breath, a condensed fireball with a diameter of ten meters slowly rose into the sky.

At this moment, a team of guards guarding the magician group suddenly turned against them. The alchemical sword saint Meade threw the sword in his hand with all his strength. The magician needed three to five seconds to sing. In this situation, the emperor was controlling During the magic, the Fire King had no defense behind him.

The head of the Guards Corps was stunned. After personally killing the second princess's chief knight, Meade became his most trusted subordinate. He was a man of loyalty and loyalty, and he resolutely carried out any order, including giving orders before the sun rose. The second prince sent the nobles to massacre, but now he ignored the promised reward and rebelled against the enemy.

The long sword pierced the back of the Fire King-level magician's head. Even the magician could not cure this kind of injury. Among the thousand guards, only a few hundred drew their swords to kill, but it also caused heavy losses to the magician group of the chanting gap. .

What's even more terrible is that the black flame breath was out of control and did not dissipate. Instead, it exploded unexpectedly.

On the long sword, the matrix that held the spell collapsed under the fluctuation, and black flames suddenly swept out.

Five thousand cavalry arrived in front of the battle formation almost at the same time as the explosion. The confidence of the King Blood Knights greatly increased. The brave man was indeed the one favored by fate.

When the two sides came into contact, blood and minced meat immediately spattered.

The originally impregnable battle formation was easily torn apart, and the Guards in the rear near the explosion began to flee. Meade and another sword master died, and the morale of the army was in chaos.

The commander of the Guards drew his sword, and a line of fighting spirit that was more than ten meters wide sliced ​​through the ground, instantly strangling hundreds of knights and annihilating them along with their attack-resistant stainless steel armors.

The second sword was swung, and the Guards Commander rushed towards the king-blooded Sariel. He saw the other party's indifferent eyes. Facing the enemy at the top of the Sword Master, in order to be foolproof, the Guards Sword King decisively used the secret , the magic crystals in the body are running wildly.

The Secret of Water God Flow·Half-step to fortify the city.

Within a step away from the sword, fighting energy accumulates and condenses into a fortress that cannot be broken through. It has strong defensive power, but can also be used for offense.

The long sword was slashed out, and it was like a huge mountain pressing forward in a trance, with majestic and majestic momentum.

The black dragon rider was very fast. Jiang Yuan placed the holy sword at his side, and the magic power in his body instantly solidified into crystal under his extreme control.

The two sides clashed, Jiang Yuan swung out the holy sword, and the green and red light of the source demon's fighting spirit flashed. The increase of Shuofeng Knight and Wind Whisperer made the already unparalleled edge of the sword even better. When he cut into the fortified city, resistance came. , but the explosive bomb of dragon flame was released at the tip of the sword, and Wu Chan's overwhelming advantage over ordinary magicians was revealed.

Dragon flame explosive bombs exploded inside the Half-step Fortress City, and the holy sword split the Guards Commander in two from his chest.

The black dragonrider passed over the enemy.

After one strike, Jiang Yuan was promoted to the Sword King level, and the sword-cutting style was engraved on the magic crystal, giving birth to his own secret.

The cavalry broke through the battle formation and faced one of the most elite troops in the empire. Although they had a huge advantage, more than two thousand people were killed. As ordinary soldiers, the intermediate swordsmen had enough fighting power before dying.

The palace gate broke through, and three thousand white steps appeared in front of you. At the end, the palace with bright silver light lay horizontally.

Fifteen hundred forbidden troops stood on the left and right, and three masked King Blood Guards stood side by side, exuding a powerful aura. "Your Highness, the Silver Palace does not allow troops other than the Forbidden Army to enter." The old voice sounded.

"But I can." Jiang Yuan dismounted, and the holy sword in his hand lit up with wisps of green and red light.

"There are two emperor-level and six hundred superior swordsmen inside."

Another voice sounded.

"How many people dare to kill the king's blood?"

Jiang Yuan climbed up the steps, and the three of them retreated to avoid it.

"The king can be ruthless and greedy, he can be arbitrary, he can be arbitrary, but he cannot be mediocre."

Another voice came.

"He informed me, which was a wise choice."

Jiang Yuan walked past the King's Blood Guard and when he turned his head, the three King's Blood Guards avoided their sight. No one wanted to bear the final sharpness of the Holy Sword.

"Looks like he disappointed you."

"Everyone has relatives." The old voice answered.

"But if I were the king, you would die if you dared to disappoint me."

Jiang Yuan turned back and continued upward.

"Then let's wait until you sit on the throne."

In front of the Silver Palace, nearly four hundred corpses fell to the ground. All the imperial soldiers who were willing to be loyal to the king were killed here.

Of the five King's Blood Guards, two supported Gravell to usurp the throne, and three others were involved. The experience of the earl's only daughter seemed to be just the trigger, and the dissatisfaction with King Asra had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Very good." Jiang Yuan nodded lightly. He even hoped that Brother Wang would be more serious. The determination of the Sword King who died just now was definitely not supported by the so-called glory and wealth.

That guy might still be a positive figure. After all, in the original world line, the first prince was indeed a wise king who worked hard to govern.

Jiang Yuan kicked open the door of Silver Palace.

In the palace with flickering candlelight, King Asra was bored to experience the loss of life. The ministers retreated to the corner, waiting for the monarch's "natural" death. The imperial troops lined up in two rows, wearing armor and holding swords. The first prince stood beside the throne. Darius was wiping sweat with a silk scarf.

No one dared to kill the king.

The destiny that has been passed down for more than 400 years has its own great potential.

The king needs to die in a decent way. It is unrealistic to kill him with a sword. Poisoning is already the limit that the ancient hero in the underground palace can tolerate. This is based on the fact that King Asra is indeed a bastard.

"Brother, the rescue is late, please forgive me." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

King Asra nodded with complicated eyes.

“Do your best and don’t be too pushy.”

A loyal minister will be recognized by the upheaval!

(End of this chapter)