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Chapter 1248 1246. King Louis’s divine assist: Don’t underestimate the bond between us father and daughter!
"Ah, my head hurts."

Amidst the violent coughing, little Princess Bridget, who had been unconscious for most of the day, suddenly opened her eyes, then held her head and screamed. She felt as if her little head was hit hard by a heavy punch.

At this moment, my lungs felt like they were on fire, and every breath was filled with a burning feeling.

But the good news was that the weird numbness that had been plaguing her was gone and the strange nightmares were fading fast.

The skin on her neck and arms that was transforming into dead wood also regained its former touch. Unfortunately, some brown scars were left behind, which somewhat ruined the fair image of Her Royal Highness the Princess. However, she was very lucky to recover from such a desperate situation as being infected by the death spores and only be left with scars.

The little princess suppressed her discomfort and looked around for her poor big brother and stinky scorpion lion, but she did not see them. She only saw the old knight who was moving a medicine bottle away from under her nostrils and smiled with relief.

Colonel Ron, wearing combat leather clothing, squatted beside the little princess, holding a dandelion-like plant in his hand.

That thing was emitting light and looked very strange. He carefully looked at the little princess's posture and eyes. When he saw her vigilant look, he knew that the little princess had recovered from the infection of the death spores.

This also made Colonel Ron feel relieved.

He immediately explained to the young nobleman in front of him:
"My name is Ron, Your Highness. I am from the Soros family in the Antani region. My father is a general in the Pioneer Corps. Your Highness may not have seen me, but you must have seen my brother. He is in the old guard and is responsible for protecting the safety of the palace.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about this. If you have recovered, please come with me.

We must send you to the safest place, and bring back the pollen of the mother plant of the Death Spore to detoxify other unfortunate people who are infected.

Come!
Iron Hand, I'll give you a good job!

I appoint you as Princess Bridget's temporary mount, quickly carry Her Royal Highness on your back and let's get out of here."

Ron stood up, lit a cigarette for himself and said something to Captain Iron Hand, who was also wearing combat leather but looked like an iron tower. The latter shrugged and squatted in front of the princess. The little princess was sensible and knew that she couldn't ask for more at this time, so she endured the pain and climbed onto Captain Iron Hand's broad shoulders.

She glanced back.

Ron's Black Flame mercenaries, under the command of old Sir Ferdinand, are surrounding a huge spore tree mother plant that looks like a dandelion but also like a creeper, and are carefully collecting pollen with special tools.

These things are the only way to cure the death spore infection.

The area they are currently in is on the edge of Castle Avalon. This was once an area used by the Old Church to cultivate plants. Although it has been destroyed, the lack of human intervention still allows the various flowers and plants with strong vitality in the cultivation room to grow very luxuriantly like a colorful jungle.

"Are they. Are they okay?"

The little princess was carried on Captain Iron Hand's back and moved out of the ruins.

She looked at Colonel Ron, who was guarding her with a melta rifle. Although she was not familiar with this ruffian colonel, she had indeed seen a general who looked very similar to Ron in Dunwich Palace, so she chose to trust this guy.

she asked:
"Commodore Fraser and Little Rich. Where are they now?"

"They're going to fight monsters. I wanted to join in the excitement, but unfortunately I have to protect you, a little burden with a distinguished status."

Ron blew out a smoke ring and looked around vigilantly. He said:
"Don't worry about them, my little princess. If you don't go back, King Louis will probably go crazy."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Little Princess Bridget whispered back with a sad look on her face.

She really didn't want to cause such a big trouble because of herself, but fate didn't seem to let this already miserable princess go. At the moment when Ron and the mercenaries left the breeding room, a violent tremor suddenly struck, like an earthquake sweeping through the abandoned city, making Ron and Iron Hand a little unsteady.

The little princess behind the captain was even more sharp-eyed. She pointed ahead and screamed:
"That tower! Look! It's growing!"

"Ok?"

Ron looked up and saw what the little princess meant by "grow taller".

The dead wood tower seemed to be awakened, and was rising from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if some damn seal had been broken. Circles of black turbid air surrounded the giant tower and spun wildly like a black storm, covering the entire area of ​​Gramore Island at an extremely fast speed.

In an instant, it was as if night had fallen, and the surroundings suddenly became dim amid the little princess's screams.

What's worse, Ron could feel that his consciousness was being torn apart by some force. He was very familiar with this feeling, as he had experienced the same thing before when he was hunting fishermen and Chaos Vanguards in the Genoa Peninsula.

This is the aura of chaos escaping!

"Iron Hand! Protect the princess! The evil creature is coming."

The colonel turned around and slapped a mental protection scroll on the princess's head and shouted again. Then his eyes widened and he swept the surroundings like a red sickle under the gathering of scorching breath, sweeping those filthy spirits like hanged ghosts that emerged from the dark land away as soon as they rushed out, and were swept through the center by the blazing beam of light.

"Wow! Your eyes light up!"

It was unclear whether the little princess was frightened or just brave by nature, she was still in the mood to comment on Ron's "charming eyes".

The ruffian colonel shrugged his shoulders and said in a long voice:

"Well, my Lord, your loyal warriors are more than just glowing eyes. Sit tight, we have to speed up, this damn place is unbearable."

After saying that, Ron activated the combat prosthesis on his legs. As his combat power was released, flames wrapped around his legs. He kicked forward with a cool sonic-speed flaming kick, burning into ashes those weird evil creatures that were being transformed into entities by the filthy "black mud".

Captain Iron Hand also activated his Heavy Strike Frame prosthesis, and punched the monsters flying from the sky one by one to prevent them from getting close to Princess Bridget.

They sped forward, and the mercenaries in the back kept clearing up with Iron Fist missiles and explosives. Even the old knight held a shotgun and kept firing at the evil creatures breeding around him.

You know what, this veteran explorer's talent is truly extraordinary. Although I don't know where an explorer of Sir Ferdinand's caliber got his skills from, his marksmanship is truly amazingly accurate.

The hail of bullets and the splashing of flames made the little princess, who had always lived under the protection of her parents, truly feel the weight of the word "war" for the first time. However, she could do nothing but bury her head behind Captain Iron Hand and pray that this terrible disaster would pass as soon as possible.

By the time these fierce guys rushed through the ruins and reached the remains of the ancient tree, the Big Bird Group, which was supposed to be conducting a war trial here, actually "teamed up" with the Epirus Knight Commander, who had been pushed back to the third stage by them.

Because there are too many evil creatures gathering and breeding here, those monsters that continue to breed like black mud gather into a rolling black tide, forcing the enemies to join forces to fight the enemy.

What's worse is that at the same time as the chaos creatures were attacking, a steady stream of Dagon fishmen were also pouring out of the passage at the heart of the ancient tree. It was obvious that Dagon was exerting his strength, and judging from the constant flashes of lightning shooting out from the heart of the ancient tree, the other side also had at least one Dagon Saint among them.

Yan Sang was manipulating the power armor to continuously launch missiles in all directions, and with the cooperation of the plant army summoned by the Knight Commander of Epirus to fight everywhere, he barely carved out a safe area. As for wanting to move downward from the heart of the ancient tree, it was now impossible.

The rolling filthy black mud and the crazy fishmen that kept crawling out almost blocked the place.

"Think of a solution!"

The little hands holding the dagger and the short sword kept flashing back and forth in the shadows, harvesting the newly formed evil creatures while shouting to Brother Wu Miao:
"I don't know what the situation is like for those guys who rushed into the tower, but if the intensity of the battle is this high, I think they are in great danger."

"Bah! Say something nice, please!"

Sanwudou, carrying a heavy shield, activated Avalon's heavenly barrier to include the Black Flame mercenaries rushing over into this shrinking safety zone, and shouted:
"Quick! Distribute the heavy weapons and build a defense line! We can't rush over to help, but at least we can't fall behind at this time!"

"That's right." Brother Wumiao, carrying the butcher's battle axe in his hand, looked at the cool posture of the Red Knight next to him waving the Great Oak Sacred Blade with regret, thinking that this bastard's plot advancement was too unreasonable. He had clearly already beaten the BOSS into the third stage of armor explosion.

"No! The boss is summoning!"

Old Qu, who had sharp eyes, loaded the gun in his hand with bullets and said:

"Look! He is using the Punisher's Blade to summon minions, but we just killed all his plant minions. There shouldn't be any monsters around that can be used for summoning."

"In the heart of the tree! Those dormant plant species, oh, I know, those dormant wild plants are preparing for this battle. These undead spirits have long guessed that a war of this magnitude would break out, and they have made preparations in advance!"

Brother Wumiao shook his head and imitated the BOSS's summoning movements, using the Red of War to call upon the plant spirits inside the ancient tree, and soon received a response.

A dozen seconds later, as the remains of the ancient tree broke apart, huge bloodthirsty vines rushed out of the filthy black mud like a giant snake.

In a horrifying sweep, it cleared out all the chaotic foreign objects around it, and then turned into a bridge to connect the ground. The next moment, with the roars and cries of plant spirits, the warlike servants bred in the heart of the ancient tree rushed out like a turbid current.

Leading the group were seven or eight mutated war thorn beasts. As the giant blade of the Epirus Knight Commander was swung, they launched a ruthless sweeping attack on the chaotic creatures that were surging from the surroundings like soldiers under command.

Moreover, this BOSS did not do everything to the extreme. He left the control of some monsters to Brother Wu Miao, the genuine Red Knight.

It's like a "professional assessment", a way to test Brother Wu Miao's command and leadership ability as a Red Knight.

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After all, the Red Knight is a special profession that cannot be achieved by just being able to fight. A player without any command ability cannot play the Red Knight well.

But what was surprising was that after the army of plants summoned by the two red knights, there was actually another "army" that followed the bridge built by vines and rushed into the ground from under the ancient tree. They were the living people in Deadwood Town who had been severely transformed into plants. They were still in a daze, but under the leadership of the mayor, Mr. Senaudis, they howled and rushed towards those dark creatures and the Dagon fish people they had been dealing with for many years.

"Ahhh! The oracle of the God of Nature has issued an order! This is the final battle to protect morality. Warriors of Deadwood Town! Stand up! Be loyal to our God."

The mayor waved an old church flag that was already tattered and unrecognizable like a madman.

As he ran forward, he accidentally knocked over the corpse of a man who had died eight years ago, causing the body of the warrior with the same "name" as him to be submerged in the tide of black mud. However, he did not care and did not even stop for a second. Instead, he joined the same war for the second time with a fanatical attitude.

It seems that rushing to this final battle is the only meaning of his existence.

"They do know that this war will happen, but perhaps even they have forgotten the significance of preparing for it."

Brother Wu Miao whispered to Jie Chong and Brother Hei Si beside him:

"Case solved. Our crazy Red Knight Commander is really a friendly boss. Damn it, no more gold coins will be dropped now."

"What's the point of talking about this now?"

The guy with black silk stockings swung his flaming sword and used a cool dragon-chopping move to clear out the surrounding black mud monsters. He then put away his sword in a handsome manner and raised his iron fist to launch a missile towards him. In the background of the explosion of fire, he shook his sexy long hair and said:
"The chaotic enemies are ahead, let's defeat them first and then think about the gold coins. Be careful!"

Brother Black Silk shouted and rushed over to protect little Princess Bridget who was about to be caught by the black mud monster, but Brother Qu's bullet was faster than him. The burning golden bullet flew over like lightning, brushing against the little princess' hair and smashing the monster that jumped out of her shadow.

The shot frightened Bridget.

She hid behind the soldiers, trembling. In helpless fear, she could only cry like a child and call out to the most powerful person in her heart.
"Dad, save me!"
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"Snapped"

On the moving king's ship, the haggard King Louis silently looked at the exquisite coffee cup in his hand that he had crushed. The fragrant coffee spilled all over him, causing the maids around him to rush forward in panic but were pushed away by the king.

Just now, he vaguely heard his daughter's scream of fear.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or the legendary telepathy between relatives, but he knew that he couldn't wait any longer and he had to do something!

The king walked quickly through the luxuriously decorated cabin of the battleship, and finally came to a meditation room and opened the door. An old figure was meditating as a psychic inside. From the ancient robe on his body, it could be seen that his identity was not ordinary.

"Master Sim, I know you must be tired from rushing here."

King Louis said in a deep voice:

"But I must ask you to leave for Glamour Island immediately. My mind is very uneasy. I can feel that my daughter may be in danger, and I, as an incompetent father, cannot rush to her side immediately.

You are the last force I can mobilize to move quickly, and I have to do this."

"No problem, Your Majesty."

The master of the Ring Tower, Lord Sim, nicknamed "The Immortal", slowly stood up, picked up the golden mask next to him with his skinny hands like a dead man and put it on his face, and then picked up a bone staff shining with starlight from the other side.

He said in a weathered and aged voice:

"The surrounding spiritual energy tide has changed. Its source is in the direction of Gramo Island. There is indeed a critical situation there. We will set off without your instructions.

You don't have to worry too much.

Princess Bridget has a bad fate but she is blessed. She will surely turn the bad into good. But are you sure you want us to go to Glamour Island instead of Hermes Island? Which is more important, a war or your daughter?

“Your Majesty, there’s an incident on the direction of Gramay Island!
Our navigator has observed a strange black tower rising from Gramo Island. The black storm is spreading in all directions, and even the sea water is showing abnormalities. Your ship cannot move forward any further!"

The captain of the king's ship rushed over and reported the bad news to King Louis, making the king even more worried. However, when he turned around, the undead Sim who had just been here had disappeared in the cabin.

Also disappearing were several other Ring Tower Psychic Masters who were resting in the meditation room. It was obvious that they had already set off to participate in the unusual events on Gramo Island.

King Louis did not need to answer the question just now. Lord Sim seemed to have the ability to see into people's minds. He had already sensed the ruler's decision from King Louis' emotional changes.

Such a decisive action made King Louis feel somewhat relieved, but in the heavily guarded bedroom of the king's ship, Countess Margaret, who should have been lying in bed resting because of excessive worry, was sickly but gritted her teeth as she pressed Queen Elizabeth, with whom she had a good relationship, down on the bed.

She pinched the queen's slender white neck angrily like a madman, and the latter struggled hard in the fear of death.

"You did it! Right, Elizabeth! For the sake of your son's future, you ordered those crazy Issa people to kidnap my daughter! You are their leader! It was you, right! You vicious woman!"

"Ahem, it's not me. Margaret, calm down!"

The queen struggled weakly, but Margaret was a silver knight after all.

Her strength was so great that the queen almost fell into fear of suffocation. She grabbed the cup at hand and smashed it over, which barely made Countess Margaret calm down a little. She let go of her hand and stepped back a few steps. The queen in front of her covered her neck and sighed:
"It really has nothing to do with me. God, I take care of Bridget as if she were my own daughter, Margaret, and you know that."

"But my daughter is in danger. I feel it. She is very scared. Damn Dagon! It shouldn't be like this, bastard! That damn evil god! Bastard!!!"

Countess Margaret was in a trance at this moment.

She seemed to sense that her daughter was in danger and stumbled out. The queen, regardless of the pain in her neck, stepped forward to support her and tried to calm Margaret down. In the end, the two women, both of whom seemed to have complicated "backgrounds", hugged each other and cried.

The situation is out of control, but there is nothing they can do about it.

(End of this chapter)