Lord Of The People: Summon The Mythical Ice Elf At The Start

Chapter 53 The Holy Angel Who Was Stolen

Inside the palace of the Foxiao Empire.

After Cang Yue took action, the scene fell into a state of silence.

The ministers, who had already thought that victory was in their hands, stood there as if they had been petrified, staring at Su Wu and Cang Yue at a loss.

As the strongest man in the Foxiao Empire, his own king was beaten to the brink of death with a single blow under the blessing of the magic circle.

Where did this monster come from, it's really scary!

bang ~ bang ~ bang ~

Just as the ministers were considering whether to surrender, the sound of dense footsteps came from outside the hall.

After less than ten seconds of the battle, the well-trained Imperial Guards succeeded long after the battle.

"Don't do it!"

Seeing that the guards surrounded Su Wu and Cang Yue, the captain of the guard who was standing not far away subconsciously stopped him and said, "You are not opponents!"

He should not be too clear about the strength of his own subordinates.

Even if it was a personal guard composed of full-level rare warriors, it was definitely not a match for that monster.

"Come on someone who can heal spells! Help Lord Ferguson first!"

"I'm fine."

A voice full of powerlessness suddenly came from the pit.

I saw Ferguson, who was dripping with blood, stood up tremblingly, took out a small bottle from his arms and opened it.

【Alms from the God of Light】

[Grade: Level 8]

[Effect: Heal all physical injuries, and greatly increase the strength in a short period of time. 】

[Remarks: The potion that contains a trace of the power of the God of Light will change the alignment and belief after use, and unconditionally obey the God of Light. 】

"Tier 8 props?"

Looking at the information fed back through the Eye of Reality, Su Wu's eyes flashed a hint of surprise.

Items of this level are theoretically not items that can be obtained by forces of the level of the Foxiao Empire.

Continue to stimulate the investigation of the true eye, and the more detailed information about the props will be fed back in the next second.

[Note 2: One of the hole cards left by Saint Angel Agnes was stolen by War Angel Simpson and handed over to Ferguson to save his life. 】

Su Wu: "?"

Good guy, the amount of information in just one remark is really big enough.

"Everyone step back and form a formation!"

Just when Su Wu was thinking about the relationship between the three, Ferguson, who had already drank the potion, returned to his peak state again.

He threw away the tattered great sword in his hand and took out a long spear engraved with mysterious lines in his hand.

"Simpson, don't hide!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ferguson said to his ally who had been hiding in the dark: "That guy is definitely a third-level existence. I guess he found you long ago, don't think about sneak attack!"

"Since you all know that the other party is a third-level existence, why is your fighting spirit so high."

A dazzling light suddenly appeared, and I saw an angel with six teams of wings slowly appearing behind Ferguson in the light.

"With your character, I thought I would choose to surrender."

"Then you've known me for so long in vain."

Countless rays of light floated from the bodyguards behind Ferguson and gathered on Ferguson's body.

"I may be afraid of death, but I will never escape death!"

"And, I'm not without a chance!"

The lines on the spear began to light up gradually, and Ferguson, whose aura was soaring, stared angrily at Su Wu not far away and said, "As long as we gather our strength through this weapon, even a cross-level battle is not impossible. possible!"

[The King's Spear (Original Damaged State)]

[Grade level: Seventh level]

[Attribute 1: Attack Power +5000]

[Attribute 2: King's Blessing: Increases all the 100% of all attributes around you with the full value of loyalty to yourself. 】

[Attribute 3: Strength of Unity: Obtain part of the strength of the surrounding friendly forces to improve their combat effectiveness. 】

[Attribute 4: Strength Combination: With the consent of the target, it can be briefly merged with the opponent to increase its own strength. Cooling time: 48h. 】

[Remarks: The original damaged artifact was destroyed by Masefield Scarlet in the battle of annihilation, and was downgraded to Tier 7 equipment. 】

[Note 2: One of Saint Angel Agnes' hole cards was stolen by War Angel Simpson to save his life. 】

......

Origin damaged artifact?

"This is really a windfall."

After a second of silence for the holy angel who was backstabbed one after another, Su Wu opened his mouth and said, "Anything else? Just take it out."

"Arrogant guy!"

Under the effect of the combination of power, Ferguson, who had already merged with War Angel Simpson, came over.

"The king's gun is an artifact that has been contaminated with the blood of mythical creatures. Even if it has lost its former edge, it is not something you guys can fight against!"

Chi~chi~chi~

Small wounds continued to appear on Ferguson's body, and then healed under the milky white light.

Feeling the violent power in his body, knowing that he couldn't hold on for long, he took a deep breath and pointed the spear at Cang Yue not far away.

"Not stopping me from entering this state is your biggest mistake!"

Holy Light Sanctions!

The lore move was once again used by Ferguson.

In order to avoid insufficient damage, this time he concentrated all the holy light on the point of the spear tip, increasing the attack power to the limit.

"Today I'm going to make you understand that even ants can kill an elephant if they gather together!"

"..."

Facing Ferguson who appeared in front of him with his wings waving, Cang Yue, who was still standing on the spot, raised his right hand, condensing a thin layer of ice in the palm of his hand.

Boom~!

The tip of the spear touched the ice and made a loud noise.

The ground rolled, and the exquisite tiles flew into the air and turned into powder.

The violent shock wave was released from the junction, breaking through the load-bearing columns and sweeping away in all directions.

Under the force that was enough to destroy a small town, the historic palace let out a cry of grief and began to slowly disintegrate.

But neither the weak ministers nor the well-trained Guards chose to flee.

They looked nervously at the center of the battlefield, looking forward to the heroic appearance of their king's victory.

However, the reality is cruel.

The smoke dissipated.

What caught everyone's eyes was Cang Yue, who was still standing still.

And... Ferguson frozen in ice.

"Not an elephant."