Calamity Crown

In the study, Grand Duke Tulip was suddenly taken aback.

Afterwards, the old man who sensed something shouted loudly——

"Stop him!"

The patriarch of the Luvine family immediately scattered a seed.

Dozens of arm-thin vines grew rapidly, quickly enveloping Fabol VII.

but,

It doesn't work at all.

When a giant dragon with a height of 20 meters and a length of 100 meters appeared, these dozens of arm-thin vines were like rubber bands that had been stretched to the extreme, and they snapped.

Clap clap!

The sound of the vine breaking was like a slap in the face of Grand Duke Tulip.

The old man looked at the huge red and gold dragon in front of him, his face changed back and forth.

"It's you!"

"It was you who refined the three heads of the 'Dragon Blood Knights'!"

"Dilkemo is your smoke bomb!"

Grand Duke Tulip instantly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

However, his face became more and more ugly.

Not only because he was deceived by Fabol VII, but also because he knew very well what Fabol VII, who turned into a dragon, represented!

legend!

Moreover, as we all know, legends after dragon transformation are stronger than ordinary legends!

The five family patriarchs who looked even uglier were Luvine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus. They glared at Hetemas.

Before, the news about Fabol VII was provided by the other party.

However, the evaluation of Faber VII two days ago was still: the strength is acceptable.

This is Shang Ke? !

Looking at the giant dragon looking down on them, the five patriarchs of Lvvine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus almost roared.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Illusion!"

"It's all an illusion!"

Hortemas shouted as if he couldn't accept the reality.

And what greeted him was a dragon claw from Fabol VII.

boom!

Hortemas shattered the wall like a cannonball, flew out of the study, fell heavily on the side of the palace, and vomited blood and passed out.

Fabol VII started.

Grand Duke Tulip and the five patriarchs of Luvine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus also took action.

By this time, it was already irreparable.

Or……

Fabol VII waited for so long before they took the bait, how could he let them go easily.

This time!

Either you die or I die!

Clang!

The patriarch of the Violet family drew his sword and charged.

On the blade, the sword energy capable of cutting steel shot out like an arrow.

Whoosh whoosh!

Ding ding ding!

But it didn't work at all.

The sword energy shot at Fabol VII's dragon scales, except for bringing up sparks, it was useless at all.

And more seeds took root and sprouted at the feet of Fabol VII.

Among the hundreds of green vines, there are plants with bright colors, sharp branches and leaves, or unique shapes.

But also basically useless.

Fabol VII's body after dragon transformation is too huge at this moment.

Most of the plants can only reach his legs.

more?

It's beyond what I can do.

The only threat is the patriarch of the Lily family!

hum!

A faint light bloomed in the hands of the patriarch, which made ordinary people stunned instantly, and made the extraordinary's slow illusion attack Fabol VII silently.

Fabol VII, who had just raised his dragon claw and was about to shoot the head of the Violet family and the head of the Green Vine family, was taken aback for a moment.

Then—

call!

A scorching, magma-like dragon's breath sprayed down from the head.

"Drink!"

The patriarch of the Thorn family stood in front of the patriarch of the Lily family, and an invisible force field surged up. The unique power of thorns in his blood made him fearless.

Then, melt in the dragon's breath.

Melting together is also the patriarch of the Lily family.

Roar!

Fabol VII let out a dragon cry.

The crimson light flickered on the dragon's neck again.

This is the precursor of the dragon's breath.

But at this moment, a figure appeared there.

He is the patriarch of the Dark Lotus family.

The dagger in the hand of this short patriarch had already been filled with faint blue venom.

There was a cold light in the patriarch's eyes.

Of course he knows how terrible the dragon is.

Therefore, he chose 'Dragon Tooth' as ​​the dagger.

Therefore, he chose 'voodoo' as his assistant.

He was sure to insert the dagger into Fabol VII's body, and when the 'voodoo' spread, it was when they won.

Moreover, he was sure that if he missed a hit, he would flee immediately.

As for after?

Naturally, it was handed over to the grand duke of the Tulip family!

It's not about trusting each other's promises.

Not to trust the other party's reputation.

but a contract.

only--

Boom!

There was a thunderclap.

A bolt of lightning flashed from the golden dragon scale of Fabol VII.

The patriarch of the Dark Lotus family was hit directly.

Not fatal.

But it affected the mobility of the Patriarch of the Dark Lotus family, which was fatal.

Snapped!

As soon as Fabol VII lifted the dragon claw, the patriarch of the Dark Lotus family was pinched in the dragon claw.

The next moment, Fabol VII's dragon claws were grasped violently.

Immediately, the patriarch of the Anlian family became bloody.

call!

Another dragon's breath spewed out.

The patriarch of the Luteng family couldn't dodge in time, and melted directly in the magma-like dragon's breath.

The patriarch of the Violet family slashed out streams of sword energy to prevent the dragon's breath from invading.

However, the scorching dragon's breath is too terrifying.

Only ten seconds later, the long sword in the patriarch's hand groaned unbearably, and then broke.

The patriarch of the Violet family who lost his long sword immediately lost 50% of his fighting power.

Facing the sweeping dragon's breath, he could no longer resist and could only keep dodging.

The magma-like dragon's breath is easy to hide.

The lightning-like dragon's breath is hard to guard against.

Boom!

When the lightning dragon's breath fell, the head of the Violet family trembled, and then he was submerged by the magma-like dragon's breath.

The patriarchs of the five major families of Luvine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus all died.

At this moment, less than three minutes had passed.

"Roar!"

Fabol VII, transformed into a dragon, looks up to the sky and sings a dragon.

The red and golden scales echo each other.

Scorching heat and thunder, non-stop flickering.

Tyranny and kindness appear together.

But more, it is carefree!

He has long wanted to do this.

Now it’s finally done, with a sense of fullness, Fabol VII couldn’t help shouting loudly——

"Come out!"

"It's just you and me!"

Grand Duke Tulip disappeared just now.

However, Fabol VII knew that the other party was nearby.

As for running away?

The opponent will not escape.

Where can the other party escape to?

In fact, it is.

Grand Duke Tulip did not run away.

However, the location of Grand Duke Tulip also surprised Fabol VII.

"Yes, it's just you and me."

"it's time to……"

"It's done!"

The voice sounded from the belly of the dragon-formed Fabol VII.

Fabol VII was surprised.

He never thought that Grand Duke Tulip would get into his stomach.

Immediately afterwards, severe pain spread throughout the body.

Roar!

Fabol VII let out a wail, rolled and fell to the ground.

Then, the dragon's body shrank rapidly.

"Come out!"

Fabol VII roared.

"Heh, I have tried my best to enter here - after entering, I have no strength to leave, otherwise, the attack just now would be more than that simple."

Teleportation, one of the bloodline awakening abilities of the Tulip family.

Can instantly move to where the field of view is, or where the coordinates are.

The former is effortless.

the latter?

Depending on the length of the coordinates or the environment, the consumption is different.

Inside the belly of the dragon?

That really exhausted all of Tulip Grand Duke.

If it weren't for the five family patriarchs, Green Vine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus, who created opportunities for him, he wouldn't even be able to set up the coordinates.

"Unfortunately, we were all blinded by you."

"Otherwise, we must win!"

Feeling the squeeze of his body, Grand Duke Tulip was worried about the victory, but then, the old grand duke raised his head again and said: "But my son will definitely complete the dragon slaying!"

"In your body, the coordinates will always exist!"

"As long as you are a member of the Tulip family, you can feel its existence!"

"Unless you never become a dragon, otherwise, you will definitely die at the hands of my son, and your flesh and blood will catalyze a strongest member of the Tulip family."

"Under this premise, it doesn't matter if I die!"

"Hahaha!"

Grand Duke Tulip laughed out loud.

There is no more brooding just now.

"Ah."

Fabol VII sneered.

The strategizing king stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said in extremely cold words: "At the beginning, the 'Dragon Blood Knights' had three leaders and deputy heads, and the 'Dragon Blood Potion' I took was only one of them." Both of you, who do you think took the last 'Dragon's Blood Potion'?"

Grand Duke Tulip, who was laughing, was stunned.

"You only took two points?"

"Another one?"

"Is it Dirkmore?"

"wrong!"

"It's not that guy, he's just a smoke bomb you threw, it's..."

Grand Duke Tulip obviously thought of who it was.

But Fabol VII no longer gave him a chance to speak.

Ga! Ga!

Fabol VII, who had fully recovered his human form, squeezed the Grand Duke Tulip who was still hidden in his body into mud.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Fabol VII's mouth.

Paleness appeared on the king's face.

Obviously, what he did just now caused his majesty the king to suffer serious injuries.

But things are not done yet!

"Hotmas!"

Fabol VII looked at the direction where his "uncle" flew upside down before, and strode towards it with great strides.

but,

no one!

There are only downed shrubs.

"Ran?"

"Can you run?"

Fabol VII sneered, turned around and walked towards his bedroom.

One figure after another appeared behind His Majesty the King.

These figures have stern faces and sharp eyes.

When Faber VII walked back to the door of the bedroom, there were already hundreds of such people gathered.

These people are the men he really relies on.

Thinking of his subordinates, Fabol VII thought of Porti.

Although the opponent should also be a chess piece placed by others, it is a very useful chess piece. Now that the person who placed it is dead, it should still be useful—for example, take the blame for him!

Thinking of this, Fabol VII began to look for Porti who should still be in a coma.

But not found!

Just like Hortmus!

Gone!

A bad premonition made Fabol VII quicken his pace.

He rushed directly to the secret room in the bedroom.

Then--

"Porty! Hotemas!"

"I'm going to rip you off!"

Fabol VII's roar resounded throughout the palace.

Everyone heard it.

Including Polti.

No!

It should be accurate to say: Skiffins. Steinbeck.

The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel who took away the "Saint's Expedition", the secret place of Fabol's royal family, with the "door", had a smile on his face--not a complacent or complacent smile, but a polite smile.

Because, in front of him, a person was blocked.

Holtmass.

Looking at the elder of the Rose family, Skiffins Steinbeck frowned slightly.

The other party, of course he knows.

When Faber was planning to "take chestnuts from the fire", the other party's name was always on his observation list, but Skiffins Steinbeck never thought that the other party would block him.

After everyone was deceived by him, the other party appeared.

This made Skiffins Steinbeck sigh.

"It seems that I underestimated you."

Said the heir of the Steinbeck family.

Hortemas shook his head.

"me too."

The elder of the Rose family who was just fifty years old looked much younger than his peers, and there was an undisguised surprise on his face. He looked at Skiffins Steinbeck with a surprised look.

"Is Polti dead?"

The elder of the Rose family asked.

"Then Hetmas is dead too?"

Skiffins. Steinbeck also said.

The heir of the Steinbeck family believed in his previous judgment. Although Hetmas is a person worthy of attention, he is definitely not a person who needs to focus on.

Such a person should not appear in front of him.

Just like the Polti he played.

unless……

Hortemas in front of him was also replaced.

Standing on the outskirts of Sark, the capital of Faber, Skiffins Steinbeck and Hortemas smiled at each other. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they said almost simultaneously: "For the sake of sincerity, we can reveal our true colors."

The same words stunned the two of them.

Then, the two showed that unembarrassing smile again at the same time.

"I count three two one?"

"No problem at all."

Skiffins Steinbeck nodded.

Hortemas began to count down.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

After the voice fell, the two of them raised their hands to wipe off their respective faces, and then, when the palms were put down, they still belonged to the faces of Polti and Hortemas.

"This is my real face."

"I did not lie to you."

Holtmas sighed.

There is sincerity on the face of the elder of the Rose family.

"me too."

"I'm really Polti."

Skiffins Steinbeck was equally sincere, and even had the sincerity of a young boy when he was just a fledgling in his eyes.

Then, the two looked at each other and smiled again.

"I think we need to have a good talk."

"Faber VII will not let go of you who took away the secret realm 'Saint's Expedition'."

"However, I'm curious, how did you take away the secret realm 'Saint's Expedition'?"

"His Excellency Skiffins Steinbeck."

Hetmas asked softly.

"Just like usual, pick it up and take it away."

"There's nothing to be curious about."

"Instead, I am curious about your resurrection from the dead."

"His Majesty George VI."

Skiffins Steinbeck's voice was also soft.

"Am I that obvious?"

Hortemas... No, George VI touched the face that belonged to Hortemas.

"It's not obvious, except for me, probably no one will be able to determine your identity - after all, only those who get the 'clues' of my stay in Lust will understand what I just did, and will let Fabo Er VII is so angry."

"Except for my silly brother, the person who got the most clues is naturally only King Tesin, Your Majesty George VI."

"And I know my stupid brother very well. He doesn't seem very smart and not very good at calculating."

"So, only you are left."

Skiffins Steinbeck shrugged.

"That's right, just now His Majesty Fabol VII, even when he was most annoyed, just vented his anger towards you, and never said what you did."

"I was negligent."

"I didn't expect it to be discovered so soon."

Hortmus sighed.

"It's us, not you."

"I'm just a young man with a broken family and no choice but to live on."

Skiffins Steinbeck spread his hands, full of helplessness.

"oh?"

"Then I am an old man who has rarely escaped death and is dying. Now I just want to find a safe place to spend the rest of my life."

George VI was all smiles.

"You see, we still have a lot in common."

"I think we can work together."

Skiffins Steinbeck suggested.

"I'm not against cooperation."

"But, there's one thing I need to know—"

"Where did you know the knowledge left by my ancestors?"

King George VI still smiled.

Skiffins Steinbeck also smiled.

"The inheritance of His Majesty the 'Mad King' is not only sought by the royal family of Tesin, but also by royal families from all over the world. What kind of power did the people who created Tesin Kingdom get from witches, so that 'they' are all..."

"Shut up!"

Skiffins Steinbeck spoke softly, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by George VI.

George VI was a little out of breath.

He looked around warily.

Skiffins Steinbeck smiled even brighter.

"Have fun."

Speaking of such words, Skiffins Steinbeck pushed the 'door' and entered.

Seeing Skiffins Steinbeck walking through the door, King George VI had a gloomy expression.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by 'them'?"

"Of course I'm afraid."

"But isn't there you, Faber VII, right, and my stupid brother standing in front?"

"However, if you are willing to stand in front of 'them' to clarify, it will be a different situation-but the question is, are you willing?"

Skiffins Steinbeck laughed jokingly.

George VI's face became more and more gloomy.

Especially when he saw that Skiffins Steinbeck was about to disappear with the closing of the 'door', his expression was gloomy, dripping water.

He started to flee quickly.

Just like Skiffins Steinbeck said, he doesn't want to stand in front of 'them'.

The 'door' closed behind George VI.

As the 'door' closed, George VI swept away the gloom on his face.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a smile.

"The 'door' turned out to be real!"

"This guy is so bold that he borrowed the power of the 'Lord of Flesh'!"

"However, since you have borrowed the power of the 'Lord of Flesh and Flesh', then I... can do it too!"

Thinking of this, Joan VI left even faster.

And in a certain place, Skiffins Steinbeck who reappeared was panting slightly.

"The use of the 'door' is still too expensive."

"But it's enough to 'remind' you!"

"The 'high priest of flesh and blood' is in Bode, imprisoned by the Tesin royal family-this is enough to divert your attention, but it is still not safe..."

"My silly brother, I didn't want you to appear so early, but now the situation is special, so please help your poor brother!"

Skiffins Steinbeck sighed.

He staggered and quickly disappeared in place.

...

The negotiation between Emlei K and Dotnir Marg went quite smoothly.

The second son of the Grand Duke of the North will never admit that he used force to coerce him, let alone admit that he said something like "If you don't give me satisfactory compensation, everyone in Faber will have to pay the price."

No!

None of the above!

If there is, it is a rumor!

He, the second son of the Duke of the North, is amiable.

I just had a friendly discussion with the eldest son of the Tulip family, and the two sides reached a consensus and a common strategic goal.

"My lord, how is Dotnier Mag's strength?"

"Have you reached Tier 3?"

On the way back to Bear Castle, Emleck asked suddenly.

"Well, it must be Tier 3."

"When you asked for the 'flame tornado sword energy' secret technique and 5 million compensation, the other party's aura leaked a little."

Smlik nodded.

"It's really the third level?"

"Compared to my elder brother, how is he?"

Emlei Ke continued to ask.

"Give him a hand."

Smlik laughed.

"That's good—I want to ask my lord brother, please kill Dotnil Mag."

Emler said solemnly.

"Um?"

Smlik had a puzzled look on his face.

"The northern border does not need a complete Fabol—the Grand Duke Tulip has won the Fabol's internal struggle. Although he will recuperate for several years, he will definitely send troops to the northern border in the end, and he will be stronger than when the Rose family took power. It is a threat, so Dotnier Margot must die, and the heir of the Tulip family can only be Margarida Margot."

"And, it must be Margarita Margot who is pregnant with Goethe's child!"

Emlei Ke said seriously.

Smlik looked at his brother.

"Does Goethe know?"

"Does father know?"

The Grand Duke's eldest son asked.

"have no idea!"

"Goethe will not agree, and neither will my father—but this must be done by someone, and I am willing to do it. Afterwards, I will give Goethe and my father a satisfactory explanation."

"This will make the Ke family prosperous for a hundred years!"

Emlei K clenched his fists.

Smlik frowned, hesitating.

Of course he knew his brother was right.

But if you do that, Emmalay will surely die.

What is a satisfactory confession.

It is nothing more than an apology with death.

He knew his brother's character all too well.

If one death is exchanged for the prosperity of the Ke family for a hundred years...

He is willing too!

Thinking of this, Simlei Ke made a decision.

He did not allow his younger brother to die in front of him.

Unless, he died first!

"I……"

Roar!

Just when Simlei Ke was about to say something, a dragon's roar suddenly sounded from the pier not far behind him. It was - unique to Tesin's royal family: dragon blood warrior!

PS Fat Dragon got up late...Sorry...cover your face!