Path of The Dragonborn

To be honest, Heliga was also a bit embarrassed at this stage of the matter.

Hand tearing of Warcraft or something-originally he was just on a whim, and wanted to give a curious performance to scare the terrorists on the opposite side. Think about it, a young man covered in blood, suddenly appeared on such a scene like a version of a **** soldier—even a terrorist would naturally feel a little uncomfortable when he saw this scene.

But he overlooked another point-it seems that the Queen Alfin and others behind him were also scared enough by this scene. It's better to say that the emperor and the guests around him rarely see such **** scenes.

It's just that it's better to put this little embarrassment behind. In fact, the situation outside, as Heilijia said, the crocodile lords who lost control and turned back into irrational beasts seem to be very uncomfortable with this place completely different from their habitat; quite a few beasts chose to spread out. Ran around everywhere, and was finally repelled by the guards who had slowed down. The Notre Dame Park, which was supposed to be a peaceful and beautiful place, turned into a **** slaughterhouse at this moment.

As for the situation inside the venue, it seemed to others to be more dangerous at this moment. The Empress Alfin and Elysée were controlled by terrorists, and their cold muzzles were a few centimeters away from the girls' delicate cheeks.

As for the leader of the terrorist, the man in a gray robe with a flute in his hand quickly recovered his composure after the shock just now. The Empress Alphan was still in her own hands. In any case, this was a piece that would allow them Don't dare to act rashly.

He waved his hand, and the two terrorist entourages immediately understood - two cold muzzles stuck directly at the temples of the two girls, causing the guests behind to exclaim.

"Although I don't know who you are... but is this really good? The treasure of the empire is still in my hand." The gray-robed man smiled, "Go back-otherwise we will have to change the original and not hurt Your Royal Highness's plan is up."

"..." Heliga didn't speak, his gaze swept across the two terrorists coldly, staring at the two terrorists.

"Leave them both alone." It took a long time for Heliga to say such a word.

"Ha! Don't you understand human words." The man laughed instead of anger, "I just said, if you don't cooperate--"

"I didn't mean to ask your opinion."

"Wha..." After a moment of stunned, then anger into anger, the gray-robed man cursed in a low voice, "Bullish! At this time, you--"

"Oh, so ordinary people like you are..." After a sigh, the young man suddenly acted like thunder. Neither the leading man in grey robes nor the two hostage-taking terrorists saw his actions clearly. Only after an afterimage passed, the two terrorists who were holding Alfin and Elysée were directly knocked out and flew far behind the man before stopping.

From shot to success-none of the people present can capture the boy's movements.

"I originally wanted to cut off the hands of the two of them, but I dared to be so disrespectful to Her Royal Highness." Among the stunned expressions of everyone, including Alfin and Elysée, Heliga pulled out the "cold crack" and cut it easily. The rope tied to the hands of the two girls, "But in that case, blood might splash on the beautiful clothes of the two of them... I can't afford to offend."

"...Mr. Heliga?" Alfin and Elysée seemed to be unable to believe their eyes—especially Elysée. She had been pinching the cuffs secretly since just now, and that was what the princess gave her before. The so-called "call for support"-but never thought it was such unexpected and reasonable support.

"Damn it!" The man in the gray robe was shocked. He looked at the two unconscious companions who flew out and fell heavily on the wall, and then looked at the two teenage hostages who had been rescued in front of him. Where did he not know that the situation was over?

Moreover, even if he does not understand martial arts, he understands that the speed and impact of the boy's just now are unprecedented--even the rest of his cadres have never shown such a powerful force.

The double-edged sword of the leader "C" is like two dragons traversing the sea, but it is nowhere near as fast as the boy in front of him; the magic sword of the comrade "S" is like a ghostly poisonous snake, but it is still not as good as the boy's sharp angle, one blow Fatal; the power of the comrade "V" is as powerful as a roaring mad beast, but it is not as earth-shattering as the boy in front of him.

If I had known that such a person was lurking near this place, I would never have made such a plan-because with my own manpower, this would be a dead end.

However, with such a powerful existence, how could he not be prepared or expected at all? Why is this not mentioned in the intelligence at all?

And why is he here? Why not at the racecourse, not at the Great Sanctuary? Why is it in Notre Dame Park? Could it be that the feint plan designated by oneself has also been seen through?

A deep sense of despair spread all over the man's body from top to bottom. What he didn't know was that no one actually saw his real purpose-or that the person who saw it had just confirmed it not long ago. As for why the youth in front of them, this powerful combat power that was completely unexpected to them would appear in front of their own eyes, it just happened to be because of Heliga's own "preference" for Her Royal Highness.

The desperate man glanced at the two monsters beside him with his self-defeating eyes. It seemed that it would not take much effort for the boy to kill them, but if he helped him fight for time to escape—

"You two! Stop him!" In a panic, he gave orders to the monsters beside him; and the two lord monsters seemed to approach the front hesitantly—then, the flute in the man's hand suddenly flashed with magic light. The Beast was hit by an evil spirit, and the snarler rushed up, just like when he broke through the crystal courtyard.

"Little—" Patrick, who was watching behind him, may be the person with the highest martial arts among all the people present. Only he could see the clue of that moment, and then uttered a reminder. However, for Heliga at this level, there is no need for vigilance at all.

"Fus-Ro-Dah!" A stronger and more majestic air current, accompanied by the young man's roar, slammed into the two monsters facing the growler. The huge power of this mountain and cracked rock directly overturned the two monsters, which may weigh several tons in total, to the ground. Upon seeing this, Heliga acted immediately, rushed to the left and right, and pierced the hearts of the two monsters directly along the soft abdomen. And after that powerful force passed through the hollow that was knocked open by the monsters, the remaining prestige swayed upwards, seeming to hit a distant obstacle before dissipating.

"Wha..." The man who was expecting the monsters to buy himself time to escape was stunned.

"General." The **** sword of Frost had been on the man's throat.