Demon Royal Family

The warlock's green shield was split open by Barlow's sword. His face was covered with blood, and he stared at Barlow in shock and anger.

He couldn't believe that he couldn't defeat Barlow, this little-known swordsman.

The warlock's legs were injured, bleeding all over the floor, and unable to move. He struggled to say something, but Barlow didn't bother to listen and sent him out with a sword.

The Academy of Ice and Bells was defeated by Ender and the two silver creatures. The alchemists of the Academy of Artists were fooled around by Hades, who was constantly flashing, and they were all eliminated by throat-cutting attacks.

The three people and the herd gathered in the forest after the battle, and Ivo descended from the sky riding a steel-winged griffon.

The beasts roared to the sky, venting their excitement, and the prey finally turned into the hunter.

"What's the plan next?" Barlow asked.

Ivo smiled, "No need to plan, just fight all the way!"

The steel-winged griffon took off carrying Ivo and flew to the next stronghold. The beast followed and ran on the ground, as if it was blowing the horn of counterattack.

…

There were a total of eight strongholds in the forest. The captains of the five strong teams all guarded one stronghold, and the other three strongholds were stationed by other teams from these colleges. Ivo led the herd and swept through, clearing these three strongholds.

Coupled with the previously defeated Seabird Academy, half of the strongholds fell into Ivo's hands.

But his goal was not to gain points. He simply let the beasts demolish the stronghold. The stronghold and fortress could be destroyed, but in order to gain points every day, other participating students did not dare to destroy the stronghold even if they fought.

The herd of beasts marched towards the next stronghold.

Outside the arena, all the spectators were in an uproar and talking.

"Why can they command wild beasts?"

"Are the rules allowed?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the gamblers who placed bets at the Seed Academy shouted loudly: "This is cheating!"

"With the help of the beast competition, this is so disgraceful!"

"Coward! He has lost his honor!"

Although there are mixed reviews, it is undeniable that Ivo, who controls the beast, exceeded everyone's expectations.

The king's eyes lit up, "Donald, you are right, he can indeed make people's eyes brighter."

…

This is the fifth stronghold, the base camp of the Gregor Warrior Academy. The wild beasts attack the city wall crazily, but are repulsed time and again by bows, arrows and spears, and continue to roar.

Horu's two axes danced wildly, and the ax lights on the wall stacks were chaotic, slashing a large number of beasts. He was covered in blood, with a cruel face, the skin all over his body was red, and his muscles swelled as if they were inflated.

He is a berserker, and his first battle mark is the berserker's signature ability [Bloodthirsty Fury]. He has no pain and his physical fitness is greatly improved.

Although the formation of war mark abilities is random, after thousands of years of research by pioneers, many methods have been found to easily form certain fixed war marks, such as the Berserker's [Bloodthirsty Fury] and [Rage Burst], the Assassin's [Dark Leap] [Assassination Mark] and so on, these have also become the signature abilities of some professions.

However, this kind of fixed battle pattern has mediocre power and is familiar to many people, so it has no unexpected effect.

"I'll stop him." With a warlike expression on his face, Barlow jumped up and raised his sword. The sword energy was like half a white crescent moon, and struck Horu.

Holu's two axes were combined, crushing the sword energy and sending sparks flying everywhere.

Barlow stepped on the back of the beast, jumped up the wall, moved the sword like flying, and displayed the sword energy vividly. Horu was not to be outdone, the double ax rotated, and the broad blades struck down one after another, and the fierce battle continued.

The two men's fighting styles were both open and closed. Ashes were rustling on the city walls, and the bricks and tiles were covered with sword marks and ax marks.

While Barlow entangled Horru, the beasts took the opportunity to attack the city wall, and students from the Gregor Warrior Academy continued to be injured and fell to the ground.

Barlow's sword energy dyed the wind white, like a strong wind mixed with frost and snow. It was cold and sharp. The blood in Holu's body was steaming. He blocked the sword energy with his axe. The second battle mark on his body shone brightly. His muscles were bulging again, dyed. Coated with a layer of brown, he roared angrily, holding his two axes in front, charging forward with long strides, like a wild bull. A phantom of a wild bull appeared around his body, and every footprint was deeply sunk into the stone bricks.

Barlow was not afraid, and faced him head-on. He raised his sword and slashed it down. A long and thin white path was cut in the air. The sword energy was highly condensed and made a screaming sound.

when! The blade of the sword collided with the blade of the axe, and the energy generated by the collision sent the surrounding beasts flying. The echo was like a bell, buzzing continuously.

The force of the counterattack was huge, and Holu fell into the stronghold. Barlow staggered to the ground with a backflip, and the two were evenly matched.

Ivo waved his hand, and the six-meter-high hill giant subspecies rushed towards the city wall. A fist bigger than a human head smashed down. With a bang, a corner of the city wall collapsed, and the beasts drove straight in.

In the stronghold, the beasts surrounded Horu and the few remaining team members, eager to try and roaring in low voices.

Holu held up the ax and protected the team members behind him. With a furious look on his face, he kept turning around and staring at every approaching beast, making a gesture of chopping down at any time to intimidate the beasts.

Ivo was about to order an attack when Holu suddenly shouted: "Who is your commander?! I want to find him!"

Ivo looked strange and took a few steps forward, "What do you want to do?"

Holu inserted his two axes into the ground under his feet and said seriously: "I want to challenge you in Tagora and stake my honor and dignity. If you win, we will withdraw from the game ourselves. If you lose, let us go." leave!"

Ivo felt it was ridiculous, and laughed and said: "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me? You also challenge me to a gambling fight. Are you still awake? Dream on."

"The situation is under my control. You don't have the capital to resist. No one with a bit of logic will agree. Are you insulting my IQ? Maybe you are insulting your own IQ."

Holu roared: "You coward! Tagora is sacred, and those who reject Tagora are not worthy of being called warriors!"

Ander suddenly said: "Mr. Ivo, he is right. The God of War is the common belief of all warriors. Tagora is the sacred tradition of warriors. It originated in ancient times. It is said that powerful warriors fight in pairs in front of the God of War. The winner will be the winner." Obtaining blessings and gifts from the God of War is a battle witnessed by the gods. The honor of Tagora does not allow infringement or violation. Those who are challenged do not dare to accept it, and they are not worthy of being called warriors and believers of the God of War, no matter when and where , escaping Tagora is an act of cowardice and will result in the loss of all honor and dignity.”

Ivo looked baffled. Who the hell set the tradition and it is not allowed to refuse it anytime and anywhere? This must be crazy.

He didn't care about anything, so he waved his hand and said, "Kill him!"

The beasts swarmed up, and Holu struggled hard and shouted angrily: "Coward! You are a despicable weakling! Insidious! Despicable!"

Ivo picked his ears calmly. The curse words in this world are too monotonous. After being baptized by the information explosion in his previous life, his immunity has skyrocketed. I don't feel like I'm being scolded even if you don't greet my ancestors.

Ander stammered: "Mr. I-Ivo, refusing Tagora is a sign of cowardice, and you are not worthy of being called a warrior..."

Ivo waved his hand casually, "Then don't call me warrior. You can call me whatever you want. It's okay to call me dad."

"B-but Tagora is a glorious warrior tradition, and a true warrior will accept it fearlessly..."

Ivo casually pointed at Holu, who was overwhelmed by the tide of beasts, "If I accept it, then I will not only be a warrior, I will also be a fucking fool!"

"Tagora is a tradition inherited from the God of War's epic. To insult this tradition is to despise the majesty of the God of War..." Ender seemed a little angry.

Ivo looked at Ander with an unfathomable look in his eyes. When Ander was looked at by Ivo like this, he immediately became frightened and shrank his head in fear. Ivo chuckled, patted his shoulder and said calmly: " Then let the God of War eat daddy."

Ender was so frightened that he choked on his saliva. He was dumbfounded and his face turned red. "Mr. Ivo, how can you insult God?! This is, this is..." Ender searched his guts and couldn't think of how to describe it, so he finally choked it out. One word: "This is blasphemy!"

Ivo spread his hands and said, "I just suggested that the God of War eat some cake and calm down. This is just a sincere opinion. Let him stop engaging in these stupid traditions. Also, my name is not Rogge. Don't talk to him next time. I said blasphemy."

You are thinking too much about the tradition of a Mimic respecting gods.

Ender was confused and confused. He didn't understand at all. He thought Mr. Ivo was talking nonsense again.

"You are a coward with no honor! A cheater!" Holu roared and was eliminated as the last one.

Gregor Warrior Academy, completely destroyed!

"Let's continue to cause trouble!" Ivo mounted the steel-winged griffon and soared into the sky.

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