My players are so fierce

Chapter 1248 1246. King Louis’ divine assist: Don’t underestimate the bond between our father and daughter!

"Ahem. Ah, my head hurts so much."

In the violent coughing, little Princess Bridget, who had been unconscious for most of the day, suddenly opened her eyes, then hugged her head and screamed. She felt as if her little head had been hit hard by a heavy punch. .

It felt like my lungs were on fire, and every breath was filled with a burning sensation.

But the good news is that the weird numbness that has been bothering her is gone, and the strange nightmares are fading quickly.

The skin on her neck and arms that was transforming into dead wood has also returned to its previous touch. Unfortunately, a few brown scars were left, which somewhat ruined the fair image of Her Royal Highness. However, she could recover from the desperate situation of being infected with death spores and I'm so lucky to have just a scar.

The little princess suppressed the discomfort in her body. She looked around for her poor brother and manticore, but she didn't see them. She only saw a medicine bottle being removed from her nostrils. The old knight smiled with relief.

Colonel Ron, wearing a combat leather jacket, squatted next to the little princess, holding a dandelion-like plant in his hand.

The thing was emitting light and looked very strange. He carefully looked at the little princess's posture and eyes. When he saw the other party's vigilant eyes, he knew that the little princess had recovered from the infection of the death spores.

This also made Colonel Ron relieved.

He immediately explained to the little nobleman in front of him:

"My name is Ron, Your Highness the Princess. I come from the Soros family in the Antani region. My father is a general in the Pioneer Legion. Your Highness the Princess may not have seen me, but she must have seen my brother. He is an errand in the Old Guards." Responsible for protecting the safety of the palace.

Of course, now is not the time to talk about this. If you recover, just follow me.

We must send you to the safest place and bring back the pollen from the death spore mother plant to detoxify other unlucky ones who are infected.

Come!

Iron Hand, give you a good job!

I appoint you as Princess Bridget's temporary mount. Hurry up, Her Majesty, and let's leave here. "

Ron stood up, lit a cigarette for himself and said something to Captain Ironhand next to him, who was also wearing a combat leather jacket but looked like the Iron Tower. The latter shrugged and knelt down in front of the princess. The little princess was sensible and knew this. When he couldn't ask for more, he endured the pain and climbed onto Captain Ironhand's broad shoulders.

She glanced back.

Ron's Black Flame mercenaries are currently under the command of Old Sir Ferdinand, surrounding a huge dandelion-like but creeper-shaped spore tree mother plant, carefully collecting pollen with special tools.

These things are the only way to get rid of the Death Spore infection.

The area they are currently in is on the edge of Avalon Castle. This was once an area used by the Old Church to cultivate plants. Although it has been destroyed, the various plants in this cultivation room are still very vital without human intervention. The flowers and plants grow very prosperously, like a colorful jungle.

"Are they...are they okay?"

The little princess was carried away from the ruins by Captain Ironhand.

She looked at Colonel Ron who was guarding her with a melta rifle. Although she was not familiar with this ruffian colonel, she did see a general who looked very similar to Ron in Dunwich Palace, so She chose to trust this guy.

she asked:

"Brigadier General Fraser and Little Rich Brother. Where are they now?"

"They went to fight monsters. Originally, I wanted to take part in that exciting thing, but unfortunately I have to protect you, a noble little moron."

Ron blew out a smoke ring and looked around warily. He said:

"Don't worry about them, my little princess. If you don't go back, King Louis will really go crazy."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Little Princess Bridget whispered back with a sad look on her face.

She really didn't want to cause such a big trouble because of herself, but it seemed that fate was not going to let the already miserable princess go. The moment Ron and the mercenaries left the breeding room, there was a violent shock. The sudden attack was like an earthquake sweeping through the ruined city, making both Ron and Iron Hand a little unsteady.

The little princess behind the captain was even sharper. She pointed forward and screamed:

"That tower! Look! It's growing!"

"Um?"

Ron raised his head and saw what the little princess meant by "grow taller".

The dead wood tower seemed to be awakened. It was rising from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if some damn seal had been broken. Circles of black turbid aura were spinning crazily around the giant tower. It was like a black storm blowing up, covering the entire Glamour Island area at an extremely fast speed.

For a moment, it seemed like night had fallen, and the little princess's scream made the surroundings dim.

What's worse is that Ron can feel that his consciousness is being torn apart by some kind of force. He is very familiar with this feeling. He had the same experience when he was hunting fishmen and Chaos Vanguard on the Genoa Peninsula before.

This is the breath of chaos escaping!

"Iron hand! Protect the princess! The evil thing is coming."

The colonel turned his head and slapped a psychic protection scroll on the princess's little head and shouted again. Then his eyes widened and the hot breath swept across the surroundings like a red sickle, making those who poured out of the dark place look like hanged ghosts. As soon as the filthy spirit body rushed out, it was swept across the center by a blazing beam of light.

"Wow! Your eyes light up!"

The little princess didn't know whether she was frightened or had a bold nature. She was still in the mood to comment on Ron's "electric eyes".

The ruffian colonel shrugged his shoulders and said in a long voice:

"Well, my highness, your loyal warrior is more than just his eyes shining. Sit down, we have to speed up, we can't stay in this damn place."

After saying that, Ron activated the combat prosthesis on his legs. As the combat power was released, the fire wrapped around his legs, and a cool sonic flaming kick shot forward, shaping the dirty "black mud" The strange evil things that turned into entities were burned to ashes.

Captain Iron Hand also activated his heavy-hit frame prosthetic body, and punched the monsters flying from the air one by one to prevent them from getting close to the little Princess Bridget.

They accelerated forward, and the mercenaries in the rear kept using iron fist missiles and explosives to clean up the area. Even the old knight grabbed a shotgun and kept firing at the evil creatures growing around him.

Don't mention it, the gold content of these old explorers is really high. Although I don't know how an explorer of Sir Ferdinand's level got such good skills, his pistol skills are really amazing.

The rain of bullets and fire made the little princess, who had been living under the protection of her parents, truly feel the weight of the word "war" for the first time, but she could do nothing but bury her head behind Captain Ironhand and pray. This terrible disaster can be over as soon as possible.

When these fierce guys rushed all the way through the ruins to the remains of the ancient tree, the Big Bird Group, which was supposed to conduct a war trial here, unexpectedly ended up with the Epirus Knights who had been pushed into the third stage by them. It’s been a long time to “team up”.

Because there are too many evil things gathering and breeding here, the monsters that are constantly growing like black mud converge into a rolling black tide, forcing the enemies to join forces to fight against the enemy.

What's worse is that while the chaotic beasts are attacking, a steady stream of Dagon fishmen are also pouring out from the heart passage of the ancient tree. This is obviously Dagon exerting his strength, and from the ancient tree Judging from the constant flashes of lightning flying in the heart of the tree, there is at least one Holy Son of Dagon in the other party.

Yan Sang was manipulating the power armor to continuously fire missiles in all directions. With the help of the plant army summoned by the Epirus Knight Commander to fight in all directions, he managed to carve out a safe area. As for wanting to move downward from the heart of the ancient tree, It can’t be done now either.

The place was almost blocked by the rolling filthy black mud and the crazy fishmen that kept crawling out.

"Think of a way!"

The small hands holding the dagger and dagger kept flashing back and forth in the shadows. While harvesting the newly formed evil objects, he shouted to Brother Mew Miao:

"I don't know what's going on with those guys who rushed into the tower, but if the intensity of the fighting is this, I guess they might be in trouble."

"Bah! You can say something nice!"

Carrying a heavy shield, San Wu Dou activated Avalon's heavenly barrier on earth and included the rushing Black Flame mercenaries into the shrinking safe zone, while shouting:

"Quick! Separate the heavy weapons and set up a defense line! We can't rush over to help, but at least we can't hold back at this time!"

"That's right"

Brother Meow Meow held the butcher's battle ax in his hand and looked at the cool gesture of the red knight commander waving the big oak holy blade next to him with a look of regret on his face. He thought to himself that this piece of shit was too unreasonable to advance the plot. He had clearly just finished it. The BOSS has entered the third stage of explosive armor.

"No! The BOSS is summoning!"

The sharp-eyed Lao Qu said while loading the gun in his hand:

"Look! He is using the Punisher's Holy Blade to summon servants, but all his plant servants were killed by us just now. There should be no mobs nearby that can be used for summoning."

"In the heart of the tree! Those sleeping plant mutants, alas, I know, those sleeping wild plants are prepared for the current war. These undead have long guessed that this level of war will break out, and they have made preparations in advance. Get ready!”

Brother Meow Meow shook his head, and imitated the BOSS's summoning action and began to use War Red to call the plant spirits inside the ancient tree, and received a response quickly.

After more than ten seconds, as the remains of the ancient tree burst, huge bloodthirsty vines rushed out of the package of filthy black mud like giant snakes.

In a round of terrifying sweeps, all the chaotic foreign objects around were cleared away, and then turned into bridges to connect the ground. In the next moment, with the roar of plant spirits, those warlike servants bred in the heart of the ancient tree Rushing out like a turbid current.

The leader was seven or eight mutated war thorn beasts. In the swing of the giant blade of the Knight Commander of Epirus, they launched a ruthless sweeping attack towards the chaotic creatures that surged up around them like soldiers under command.

And this BOSS didn't do everything right. He left some control over the spirits to Brother Meow Meow, the real Red Knight.

Just like a "professional assessment", this method is used to test Brother Meow Meow's commanding and commanding abilities as a Red Knight.

After all, the special profession of the Red Knight is not something you can play as long as you can play it. Players without any commanding ability cannot play the Red Knight well.

But what is surprising is that after the army of plants summoned by the two red knights, there is actually an "army" that follows the bridge built by the vines and rushes into the surface from under the ancient tree. It is the town of Deadwood. The living beings who had become severely vegetative, still looked confused, but under the leadership of the mayor, His Excellency Senodis, howled and rushed towards the dark evil creatures and the Dagon fish people who had been dealing with them for many years.

"Ouch! The order of the Oracle of Nature has been issued! This is the final battle to protect morality, soldiers of Deadwood Town! Stand up! Be loyal to our god."

The mayor of the town waved a tattered old religious war flag crazily.

He ran forward and accidentally knocked over the corpse next to him that died eight years ago, causing the body of the warrior with his "name" to be submerged in the tide of black mud, but he didn't care or even stopped for a moment. Second, he joined the same war for the second time with a fanatical attitude.

It seems that rushing to this final battle is the only meaning of his existence.

"They did know that this battle was going to happen but maybe even they themselves had forgotten the significance of preparing for it."

Brother Mingmiao whispered to Jiechong and Brother Heisi next to him:

"The case has been solved. Our crazy Red Knight Commander is really a damn friendly BOSS. Damn it, I can't get any gold coins now."

"It's already here, what's the use of talking about it?"

Brother Heisi waved his blazing sword and used a cool Climbing Dragon Slash to clear away the black mud monsters around him. He then flashed a handsome sword sheath and then picked up the iron fist missile and shot it behind him. The fire exploded. In the background, he shook his long and arrogant hair and said:

"The enemies of Chaos are ahead, kill them first and then talk about exploding gold coins. Be careful!"

Brother Heisi shouted and rushed over to protect little Princess Bridget, who was about to be caught by the black mud creature, but Brother Qu's bullet was faster than him, and the gold-burning bullet flew past like lightning, grazing the little princess. The princess's hair shattered the monster that jumped out of her shadow.

The shot frightened Bridget.

She shivered and hid behind the soldiers. In helpless fear, she could only cry like a child while calling the most powerful person in her heart.

"Dad, save me!"

——

"Pa"

On the moving King's ship, the somewhat haggard King Louis looked silently at the exquisite coffee cup that he had crushed in his hand. The mellow coffee spread all over him, causing the surrounding maids to step forward in fear, but they were pushed away by the King.

Just now, he vaguely heard his daughter's terrified screams.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or the legendary telepathy between relatives, but he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, he had to do something!

The king quickly passed through the luxuriously decorated cabin of the ship, and finally came to a meditation room and opened the door. An old figure was meditating as a psionic master. He could tell from the ancient robe on the other person. It can be seen that his identity is unusual.

"Master Sim, I know you are tired from rushing here."

King Louis said in a deep voice:

"But I must ask you to leave for Grammo Island immediately. My mind is very uneasy. I can feel that my daughter may be in danger, but my incompetent father cannot rush to her side immediately.

You are the last force I can use that can be transferred quickly, I must do this."

"It's okay, Your Majesty."

The owner of the Tower of Rings, Lord Sim, nicknamed "The Immortal", slowly stood up, picked up the golden mask next to him with his hands as skinny as the dead, and put it on his face, and then picked up a shining star from the other side. of bone staff.

He said in an aged voice:

"The surrounding psychic tide has changed, and its source is in the direction of Glamour Island. A critical situation has indeed occurred there. We will set off without your instructions.

You don't need to worry too much either.

Little Princess Bridget is a blessed person despite her misfortune, and she will surely be able to turn the bad luck into good. However, are you sure you want us to go to Glamour Island instead of Helms Island? Which is more important, a war or your daughter? "

"Your Majesty, something happened in the direction of Grammo Island!

Our navigator observed a strange black tower rising from Glamour Island. The black storm is spreading to all directions, and even the sea water is abnormal. Your ship can't go any further! "

The captain of the king's ship rushed over to report the bad news to King Louis, which made the king even more worried. However, when he turned back, the undead Sim who was still here just now had disappeared into the cabin.

Also disappearing together were several other spiritual masters of the Ring Tower who were resting in the meditation room. It was obvious that he had already set off to participate in the strange events on Grammo Island.

The question just now did not require an answer from King Louis. Lord Sim seemed to have the ability to see into the mind. He had already sensed the ruler's decision from King Louis's emotional changes.

Such a decisive action made King Louis feel a little relieved. However, in the tightly protected bedroom of the king's ship, Count Margaret, who should have been lying in bed to rest due to excessive worries, was now sick and tired. Gritting his teeth, he pressed Queen Elizabeth, who usually had a good relationship with her, on the bed.

She pinched the queen's slender white neck with mad rage, while the latter struggled in the fear of death.

"You did it! Right, Elizabeth! For the sake of your son's future, you ordered those crazy Isa people to kidnap my daughter! You are their leader! It's you, isn't it? You vicious woman!"

"Ahem, it's not me. Margaret, calm down!"

The queen struggled weakly, but Margaret was a silver knight after all.

Her strength was so great that the queen almost instantly fell into a suffocating fear. She grabbed the cup at hand and smashed it, which barely made Count Margaret calm down. She let go of her hand and took a few steps back. The queen in front of her covered her neck and sighed:

"It really has nothing to do with me. God, I take care of Bridget as my own daughter. Margaret, you know this."

"But my daughter is in danger, I feel it, she is scared. Damn Dagon! It shouldn't be like this, bastard! That damn evil god! Bastard!!!"

Countess Margaret was in a trance at this moment.

She seemed to sense that her daughter was in danger, and stumbled to go outside. The queen stepped forward to support her regardless of the pain in her neck, trying to calm Margaret down. In the end, both of them seemed to have complicated "backgrounds" women hugged each other and cried together.

The current situation is out of control, but there is nothing they can do about it.