Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 188 The battle for succession

Ulum's tentacles burst out with inexplicable traction.

Feiyun's dodge movement deformed, and he was hit hard. His body shape was like a baseball that was shot away, creating a perfect parabola.

After flying for tens or hundreds of meters, it barely stopped, leaving a long ditch on the ground.

Feiyun didn't regain his composure for quite a while, and his head felt a little dizzy.

The strength of monsters is completely different from that of intelligent species such as humans, orcs, and elves.

Even if she stands at the top of her race, she has only touched the lower limit of monsters.

"It's a bit outrageous!" Feiyun felt the opponent's playful attitude, and his true strength was like a deep pool of water, unfathomable. He patted the dust on his body and stood up.

The body lit up with the radiance of the recovery technique, and his injuries recovered quickly. If you were in an ordinary sanctuary and were hit by a monster from the front, your bones and tendons might be broken, and you would lose your fighting power.

Being immune to physical slashes is the trickiest part. Feiyun's attainments in magic are really nothing to brag about.

The fire spells and wind spells that were barely cast could only create some comical smoke.

After trying almost all means, we finally came to the conclusion that there was no alternative.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

Feiyun thought hard about the way to win, and even took out the spell book from the space ring and learned and sold it on the spot.

The wind-breaking technique released by the wind-attribute bloodline physique, coupled with the slashing attack, successfully cut open the body of the monster slime.

However, within a few seconds it was back to normal. Recovery is faster the second time around, in the blink of an eye.

Feiyun felt a deep sense of frustration in his heart. If he couldn't cause damage, he was destined to be unable to defeat the opponent.

We can only try our best to maintain an undefeated situation...

after an hour.

Mi Jiaan changed into clean clothes and appeared near the battlefield: "You haven't finished fighting yet?"

"Wulu, woo!" Wulum raised his tentacles, expressing his desire to play for a while longer.

Feiyun said with a dark face: "Your Excellency, I admit that there is nothing you can do against your pet, but there is nothing I can do about your pet. The best we can do is a draw."

"Really?" Mi Jia'an smiled slightly.

Wulum's body expanded rapidly, reaching a speed visible to the naked eye of more than twenty meters, and its tentacles grew into eight.

The first form is giant slime.

Feiyun felt his body sink inexplicably, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move.

"Field?" Panda Girl's face changed slightly.

The eight tentacles turned into afterimages all over the sky and attacked, and the situation was suddenly in a precarious position, with both arms and legs in limbo.

The realm of spellcasters and the realm of warriors are completely different concepts.

The caster's domain is to use the spiritual power that touches the root to cover the surrounding area and form absolute control. You can freely manipulate magic elements to create an environment more favorable to you.

The field of warriors is nothing more than an ultimate instinct and state that can predict dangers within a certain range around them.

The attack that was sure to hit fell into the air, and Feiyun's figure turned into clouds and dispersed, like massless gas, elusive and unpredictable.

The cloud and mist fighting spirit is formed by merging wind and water attributes in a certain proportion. Originally he was not very powerful and was only known for confusing his opponents and defusing attacks, but in the hands of the Demon Swordsman, he developed a variety of tactics.

In the field, countless panda girls appeared vaguely, surrounding Wulum in the center. He didn't attack, he just watched quietly, unable to distinguish the true from the false.

Wulum quickly waved his tentacles to destroy the cloud clone. Every time one is eliminated, more appear, which greatly affects the mentality.

The angry Wulum suddenly jumped high and hit the ground.

The ground trembled heavily, and the shock wave spread out in all directions. The cloud and mist clones collapsed at the same time. When the dust cleared, the body returned to its original form.

"How about it, let's call it a tie!" Feiyun suggested with a smile.

"It's a pity that you will see the true power of Urum, the second form."

The giant slime quickly shrank in size, and the white demon condensed its form.

The powerful and domineering figure is like the embodiment of strength and beauty.

"It's meaningless." Feiyun had just made his conclusion when he saw the white demon raising his hand.

The invisible storm of repulsion spreads.

In an instant, all the cloud clones collapsed, and the panda girl's true body flew out like a fallen leaf in the strong wind.

The white demon followed closely and punched hard.

Feiyun's figure turned into clouds and mist dispersed again, appeared behind the white demon, and slashed towards the head with a sword.

The hoped-for blow still failed to work, so the white demon twisted his body and punched.

The fist peak penetrated Feiyun's face. When the attack failed, she retreated ten meters.

The white demon opened his palm and invisible suction force exploded.

Feiyun struggled to resist, and the blade of the sword penetrated deeply into the ground. He was still unable to resist. Seeing the soil loosening under his feet, he helplessly shouted: "I surrender!"

The suction stopped, and the white demon lowered his arms.

"According to the agreement, you can't disturb our lives anymore." Mi Jia'an put his hands behind his back and raised his voice.

"I will fulfill my promise. Please tell Apan that the panda people are endangered. If everyone refuses to fulfill their responsibilities, the group will naturally die out in a few hundred years..."

A cool night breeze blew by, and the panda girl's leaping figure disappeared into the starry night sky.

Things don't end, they just come to an end.

In the next few days, news about the murder of the second prince spread through various channels.

The Violet Royal Family did not deliberately block news.

The situation of the second prince Anglaus was witnessed by many people at that time, and it immediately spread to the top leaders of the major forces in the royal capital.

The original plan to mobilize troops for revenge turned out to be not only without any practical measures, but also completely left alone.

Many people who paid attention to the incident smelled something unusual. The weight of the first heir, the future king, was enough to start a war.

The Violet royal family explained to the outside world that Anglaus had committed blasphemy and was punished by God. I hope everyone can learn from this and maintain respect for this great existence.

The forces gathered under the second prince were like a sand castle washed away by the sea, and most of them were lost in just a few days. This is an alliance of interests, and there is no loyalty at all.

The battle for first place successor is back on the table.

According to the normal process, it is most likely to be the eldest prince Charles.

He was originally the first in line to succeed.

However, later on, he was not as good as the second prince in terms of political affairs, personal strength, and followers, so he was replaced.

The fourth prince Andrei would not sit still and wait for death. He mobilized his connections to lobby the key figures in the noble council for support, and asked his mother to help test his father Alfred's tone.

Now is the best opportunity to confirm the location. If you miss it, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

The current situation is in constant turmoil surrounding the dispute over the order of the throne. Secretly, major forces intervened, forming two major factions.

King Alfred has never expressed his stance. Ever since he saw the memory image of his daughter Sylvia, there is only one choice before him.

(End of this chapter)