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In the Kingdom of Egypt, in the Kero City arena, the atmosphere was completely destroyed.

On the aristocratic viewing platform, King Khufu calmed down and looked at Macbeth with a stretched face: "Sorcerer, you say, what do you want from me? As long as you don’t kill me, I can tell you anything I know and let you Take away whatever I have. Didn’t you ask me before, what wizard organization is supporting me, I can tell you, it’s just..."

"Hush!"

Macbeth made a silent movement, shook his head, thought of something, and nodded: "Well, without you saying, I already know the answer-when I asked you questions before, your reaction was already Let me know, definitely one of the wizarding organizations I said is supporting you. That's enough.

I don't need to know specifically which wizard organization, as long as I know they do exist. As for you, your majesty, oh, you must die. The reason is simple. As an ordinary person, or as a king, you are a little too good. Excellence is your original sin, because this world does not require you to be such an excellent person-it will break the rules. "

"I..." King Khufu's eyes widened, what he wanted to say, was again blocked by Macbeth.

"Hush, be quiet, listen." Macbeth said.

"Listen to what?" King Khufu looked puzzled.

"The sound of ice bursting."

"Ok?"

"Wow!"

King Khufu was puzzled. Macbeth put a little bit on his body, and instantly a large amount of ice fog and water vapor wrapped his body, instantly turning him into a human-shaped ice sculpture.

Macbeth reached out a little more, and with a "click", a large number of cracks appeared in the entire ice sculpture, and a large amount of blood poured out inside. The wrapped King Khufu was obviously dead and could not die anymore.

"Huh, what a beautiful voice." Macbeth exclaimed, turning his head to look aside. Intelligence Secretary Chekel was groaning painfully and stood up from the corner with a watchful face, his hand tightly holding a poisoned dagger. Chekel doesn't think that a poisoned dagger can do any harm to Macbeth, but at a critical moment, it can at least help him out.

Macbeth did not make any offensive moves, looked at Chekel, and said: "I'm sorry to kill your king, but this kind of king, killing one, there will be the next, and it's no big deal. Yes. So, go find your next master. By the way, if someone asks you about this today, you can tell him that the white shadow from the dark blue castle killed your king, that’s it."

After speaking, Macbeth walked down the aristocratic viewing platform and walked to the field, chatting to the sky in the middle of the field, Richard and Nancy said: "Go."

"Yes." Richard and Nancy responded quickly, keeping up with Macbeth's pace, and walked out of the field.

On the spectator stand, many spectators were silent, their eyes were like ice hockey balls, and they emitted light of horror and fear. The atmosphere did not dare to breathe and sent a group of three to leave.

After Macbeth took Richard and Nancy away, everyone who survived recalled the scene they saw just now, and couldn't help shaking.

...

After a moment.

"Da da da……"

The sound of a horseshoe rang outside the city of Cairo. Macbeth led Richard and Nancy towards the border, but the speed was very slow, as if waiting for someone intentionally.

then……

"Da Da Da Da Da Da Da..."

As the sound of a stormy horseshoe sounded, a large group of cavalry rushed out of Kailuo City, catching up with a group of three.

"Well, it really came." Macbeth said quietly, looking at Richard and Nancy, and explained, "This is also part of the mission. Although the main part of the mission is to kill the king, but more The fundamental thing is to build a kingdom of Egypt that is more close to our white stone tower.

The former Khufu was obviously a supporting puppet of another wizarding organization. After killing him, there will be people in the Kingdom of Egypt who are more close to our white stone tower to try to get higher. He had been notified before and would not send someone to catch up.

But his competitors are different. They must try to pursue them. After all, if they luckily kill us, then they can get huge political chips. And all I have to do is completely smash this fantasy. "

"amount……"

"Below, you are far away, I'm going to start killing." Macbeth said to Nancy and Richard.

"Yes……"

Richard and Nancy didn't hesitate, they should quickly ride towards the distance, while Macbeth was a cavalry who greeted a large number of Mercedes-Benzes one by one, and the distance between the two sides continued to shorten.

Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters.

Two hundred meters!

"stop!"

Someone in the cavalry issued an order, and immediately all the riders stopped the Mercedes horses.

"Bow and arrow ready!"

The riders took off the long bows behind them.

"Arrow!"

The rider drew his arrow and placed it on the longbow.

"aim!"

The rider adjusts the bow to point.

"maintain!"

The rider stayed motionless.

"Shoot!"

At one stroke of the "brush", many arrows shot towards Macbeth entering the best range like a migratory locust.

In an instant, the sky was dark, followed closely by the staring eyes of all riders in horror.

I saw Macbeth raised his hand, as if holding up a sky, directly stopping the many falling arrows.

Then Macbeth waved his hand again, and many arrows turned around, whistling toward their original master, and fell into the dense cavalry.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The screams rang continuously.

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!" Some of the cavalrymen were wearing gorgeous armor, screaming loudly, trying to stabilize the team, pulling out their long swords and waving them hard, shouting, "Kill the evil wizard~www.readwn.com~ for Revenge of His Majesty the King, everyone has a reward! Punch me!"

The casualty cavalry hesitated first, and finally urged the horses under the urging of them, coming towards the approaching Macbeth.

One hundred and fifty meters away.

"Speed ​​up!" the cavalry leader shouted.

"Slap", the cavalry beat the horse's **** with a leather whip.

One hundred meters away!

"Speed ​​up!" the cavalry leader shouted again.

"Cappa," the cavalry beats the horse's **** with a leather whip.

Fifty meters away.

"Charge!" the cavalry leader shouted loudly

"Puff puff puff," the cavalry kicked the horse's belly vigorously with the spurs on his boots.

The horses were in pain, and their speed was increased to the extreme. The entire cavalry team pushed towards Macbeth like a black tide. With the power of thunder, they wanted to crush Macbeth.

Macbeth was riding alone, watching the scene with a calm face, even mocking, and his lips closed at the next moment, and the spell was quickly and silently pronounced.

"Da da da!"

The cavalry approached with lightning, and blinked to ten meters in front of Macbeth.

At this time, Macbeth raised his hand and the spell was released.

"brush!"

A large amount of white ice fog rushed out like a roaring white dragon, sweeping all the cavalry in the front row at a speed visible to the naked eye, freezing them into ice sculptures and nailing them in place. After that, the white mist continued to surge, filling the gap between the ice sculpture and the ice sculpture, and casting it into a sturdy ice wall.

Subsequent cavalry, forward and uncontrollable, hit the ice wall at high speed.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The ice gun stood still, gleaming in the sun, but the cavalry hit by the screams continued to scream.

The dust, and the screams, rose from behind the ice wall and covered the sky, it was not spectacular.

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