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Avril has become increasingly sleepy recently, often sleeping for a whole day.
Even if Mora shouted at the top of her lungs, she wouldn't be woken up.
But today, she got up abnormally early, put on a tight white princess dress, and then put on an ice-blue magic robe on the outside.
Maura stood behind him, tilting her head strangely: "Princess, why are you wearing two pieces of clothing?"
Avril sat in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, recalling the astonished look her junior gave her when she wore this long dress.
"Isn't the skirt pretty?"
"It looks nice, but...what's the point of wearing it?"
"If... hehe..." She chuckled, stood up and walked to the window, looking up at the light man floating in the sky.
"god……"
Maura followed and popped her head out from Avril's right, "What a big god."
"It's big."
Without a reference, there is no clear concept of the specific size of the god, but the figure that covers a corner of the sky can't be small.
Raising his hands and grabbing around a few times in front of him, Mora looked at the blood-red color that did not fluctuate at all and said, "Is this the blood sacrifice formation?"
“It’s already on.”
"Your Highness, what should we do?"
"I'm going to the Magic Tower."
"Then let's go."
Avril came back to her senses and smiled, "I'll go."
After a moment of shock, Maura's expression suddenly changed: "No, I will never--"
The mental force shocked her brain, and her body fell limply to the ground.
Wrapping her in magic and flying her flat onto the bed, Avril pushed open the door and prepared to go to the magic tower.
However, when the door opened, an unexpected person appeared.
"Brother Wang? Why are you here?"
The second prince held his hands behind his back, with an old man standing beside him.
He laughed and said, "You underestimate your brother."
"It has nothing to do with this. You should have escaped."
“Where can we escape to?” The second prince turned his head and looked up at the god. “It weaves the Ice and Snow Clan into the curtain of the advent of the new century. The demise of our clan is the hands that open the curtain.”
"So the king surrendered, craving for hope of survival." Avril changed the way she addressed her father, using a sarcastic tone.
The truth revealed by Fleming emerged in both of their minds at the same time.
"How ironic." Avril smiled rarely, her face blooming like a flower.
Sighing, the second prince brought the topic back on track: "I know what you are going to do, and I am not here to stop you."
She raised her pupils that were completely covered by ice and snow: "Unlike your brother, I thought you were here to persuade me to go to the northern border of Lake."
"Mr. Potter left a record... He doesn't know the details." The second prince shook his head and said, "Even if he is promoted to Saint level in the underground palace, what does it matter if he does not inherit the blood of his ancestors?
We are always the lambs in God’s fold.”
Avril blinked: "Then why are you here..."
Pointing to the old man beside him, the second prince said: "Saints are just ants in front of gods, but they are still very useful when facing mortals.
There is a Saint beside Andre. You are no match for him. It will be more reliable if he accompanies you."
After thinking for a moment, Avril did not refuse the kindness. She stepped past the two people and headed towards the magic tower.
The old man saluted the second prince like a knight, then turned and chased after her: "Your Highness, I can fly you over."
"Let's walk. It just so happens that I haven't memorized some places in the capital yet."
"Many streets and buildings have been reduced to ruins by the aftermath of the battle."
"Ruins are fine. I'll tell my junior that the center of the capital was originally a ruin. He's never been to the capital, so he won't know if I'm lying to him."
The sound of their conversation faded away until it disappeared.
The second prince stood in front of the door for a while, took one last look at the god from afar, and then rushed out of the city.
At this moment, the royal capital was in chaos.
The two grand dukes and Jarvis were busy demolishing the church, while the city lords from various places and the saints left by Andre's mother were fighting fiercely near the magic tower.
The king and two royal saints were missing. The second prince guessed that they must be tinkering with something in the magic tower.
He couldn't get involved in any of the three battlefields.
But waiting is not his style.
The only thing he could interfere with at the moment was the large number of troops living outside the city.
Apart from the Griffin Legion, the others are also the elite of the kingdom.
There are many ordinary people inside, but there are also many professionals, and even a few high-level professionals.
They have little control over the situation, but they are still a force.
If both sides in the city fight to the point where they have run out of ammunition and food, the legion may be the last piece of the puzzle for victory.
What the second prince has to do now is to take command of all the legions.
Because he had not yet reached a high level, he could only walk out of the city. Running at the fastest speed, it took him half an hour to reach the woods where the Griffin Legion was staying.
This is easy to solve.
The second prince directly showed the token given to him by the bus: "Griffin Legion, listen up, rush to a place ten kilometers away from the magic tower and wait for orders!"
"As ordered!"
The legion commander verified the token's authenticity with his eyes, then pulled the reins, and five thousand griffins flapped their wings and rushed into the sky.
He wasted no time and rushed to the nearest legion camp.
The second prince took out a badge engraved with a snowflake from his arms and strode towards the camp gate.
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The magic tower in the center of the royal capital.
Zhang Mu was about to take a closer look at the man in front of the tower gate, but was interrupted by a stone spike from the middle-aged man.
He instinctively turned sideways and the stone thorn brushed past the tip of his nose.
After narrowly avoiding the attack, Zhang Mu's eyes became angry as he moved towards the middle-aged man.
He returned her gaze, swung his staff and knocked away a knight who was slashing at him, and said thoughtfully, "Were you the one who sneak-attacked me just now?"
"accurate?"
"Heh." The middle-aged man sneered, "Rats hiding in the gutter are indeed disgusting, but the premise is that they are not exposed to the sun."
"Damn it, why do magicians like to pretend?" Zhang Mu cursed and swung his staff, throwing out three ice cones.
Being insulted, he was strangely not angry. He frowned while smashing the ice picks: "Your tone sounds a bit familiar... You remind me of an annoying guy."
What the hell?
Zhang Mu stopped casting magic and looked at him in confusion.
I have a panel translator, and there is no communication barrier between me and the people of Sol Continent. The only difference is that we are from Blue Planet, a completely different civilization, so there are differences in language habits.
The person who spoke to me could indeed sense it, but he didn't know me?
Zhang Mu asked curiously: "What kind of annoying guy?"
The middle-aged man stroked his chin in deep thought, paying no attention to the magic that was bombarding him with attacks, or the knights who were hacking at him.
The two chatted on the battlefield, and the city lords were not angry but happy.
"Lord Aigi, well done!"
They thought this was Zhang Mu's strategy, using rhetoric to distract the enemy's attention.
While praising him verbally, he encouraged himself in his heart not to let Lord Edge down. He began a desperate attack, swinging his greatsword to cut people, leaving afterimages.
The middle-aged man, who was thinking about himself, seemed to remember something and said suddenly, "I saw a video of the crystal in Andre's study.
It seems to be a little guy named Zhang Mu.
You speak in the same uneducated and disgusting way as he does."
"Idiot!" After finding out the reason, Zhang Mu was too lazy to continue wasting time and directly threw out several ice cones.
Chapter 281 All are sacrifices
Mih led a group of soldiers to march quickly through the city, but it was certainly not the "speed march technique".
The soldiers are ordinary people who cannot withstand the tearing force of space distortion.
So Mih had no choice but to follow them and walk together.
Fortunately, since joining the First Army, the meals Zhang Mu provided were rich and nutritious.
In addition, the soldiers trained hard, so they didn't run too slowly.
The group went into the alley, took out several guards, and then kicked open the door of a low house.
In the empty living room, there was a miniature magic circle drawn with thick black lines on the floor. The patterns were intricate but very clear.
This is the magic node of the blood sacrifice array.
Mi He took a closer look and confirmed that it was not a fictitious node used to confuse the vision. He raised his hand and blasted it with a space blade.
Everyone left the house before the dust spread to them.
"Contact other teams to inquire about their progress."