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Chapter 438: Death of Tandak.
At this moment, in the palace of Yansha City.
Prince Dick stood alone in the empty hall and didn’t know what he was thinking. The screams from outside the palace couldn’t wake up his thinking. He just stood in place and bowed his head silently, while in his hand. Here, a pitch-black scroll that has lost all magic waves is slowly turning into blood-red smoke.
Just as quiet as Prince Dick is King Tandak, who collapsed on the throne. Even though the flames burning outside the palace turned into dancing lights and shadows against the white walls, this king, known as a tyrant, was Still keeping his eyes closed and rested, motionless............
I am afraid that this king has never been so quiet in his life, because... he is dead!
He did not die in Southend’s trap, but died under the scroll that Prince Dick suddenly tore apart. He was still reprimanding his grandson until he died, until the scroll that carried the deadly magic was embarrassed. The ferocious Prince Dick tore apart, and the king, who could not use his perception ability, had no time to notice.
Thus, Tandak died like this, silent and silent, like a helpless old man who really stepped into the dusk, his ending did not end in a wonderful battle, but suddenly greeted in the empty palace The end of life............
The king has passed away, but the huge palace is as cold and dead as ever.
There are no maids or guards in the dark palace. King Tandak, who pays himself, always considers himself a warrior to accept the care of others as a great insult, so he never needs a guard by his side, let alone Even if a maid’s dedicated service is needed, even though his body is weak enough to be unable to move without using vindictiveness, Tandak still insists on acting on his own. He thinks this is his only dignity as a fighter.
But... just today, his only remaining dignity made this warrior, who had been stunned, fall on his throne very incomparably, and even at the last moment, no one knew that he was absolutely violent. The king who has ruled the Kingdom of Waibian for thousands of years has fallen asleep forever.
Tandak’s right hand hadn’t let go of his sword hilt until death came. It’s a pity that this strong man who held a sharp blade throughout his life had not even had time to draw the sword. I have to say that this is really a kind of sword. A huge, unexpected irony.
It wasn't until a long time passed, until the flames had spread to the door curtain of the palace, knowing that the marble floor began to become hot... Prince Dick threw away the palm-sized scroll and walked towards the gorgeously decorated and embellished The throne of gems and emeralds.
Unconsciously pushing the thin and old body of Tandak from the throne, Dick, who has kept a weird smile, carefully took out his own custom-made gorgeous crown and brought it to himself, while slowly sitting on this beautiful throne. Above.
"Ahahahahahahaha! From today on I will be the king of the Kingdom of Waibien. I am the hero and savior of this country. I am an absolutely qualified true king! I will abandon the policies issued by the tyrant of Tandak, I Will lead this country to prosperity"!
Roaring loudly with a hoarse voice, the blood-red Dick laughed wildly on the throne. This depressed prince, who has been affected by spells and thought for a long time, has never felt so happy before, sitting on this throne. He seemed to have seen the kingdom becoming stronger and going out of the desert. The raging fire light reflected Dick's distorted face, and his fingers even ooze blood from clenching the throne too hard.
But...In the next moment, Prince Dick's laughter and dreams came to an abrupt end.
Accompanied by the sound of a formal-level sheephead shaman releasing the spell of witchcraft, the entire marble palace was instantly blown up, and the small half of the palace directly destroyed by the terrifying shock wave, under the terrible destructive energy raging, and those big and small The solid rock shattered together, the ambition of Prince Dick and the gorgeous throne............
------Dividing line------
"boom"! !
In the southern part of Yansha City, a small spot of light quickly flew into the dense army of sheep's heads. In the next moment, accompanied by the trembling of the earth and the deafening roar, all the sheep's heads who had just slaughtered the poor were unparalleled. Scattered pieces of meat burst out.
There is no doubt that there is only one person on this battlefield who can release such a terrible spell on the sheep head army, and that is Ovakin-Sour Maw!
"That's great. Hurry up and teach these damn sheepheads a lesson. Look at how densely they stand stupidly, it's a good target at first sight"!
Seeing a very small spot of light caused such a terrible lethality, the small face of Asia behind Ovak was flushed with excitement.
Coming along the way, she saw the tragedy caused by too many sheepheads-the original exquisite house was destroyed by fire, the children separated from their families sat on the ground and wept, and the people hiding in the basement were caught by the sensitive sheepheads. Slaughter... The angry Aisha had already been enthusiastic. If it wasn't for her own trainee-level stalker, the strength is really limited, this grief and indignation might have been single-handedly killed into the army of the goat heads.
Of course, in the case of Ovakin's shot, if Aisha rushed to the front line, it would not be a help but a mess. The girl who knew this was why she could only endure the raging anger in her heart. Wacker yelled behind him.
"Ah! A group of damn sheepheads ran to the group of refugees, Ovakin-sama, hurry up and solve them."
"I know, I can say with certainty that it is the biggest mistake not to stop these sheepheads outside the city. If it is not for the safety of the poor, I only need three or four spells to solve these sheepheads. Now I have to carefully control the power of the spell. This is not an easy task!"
After throwing out a spell and blasting the Sheep Head squad without seeing it, Ovakin, who was also anxious in his heart, whispered to himself while complaining in a low voice, hurried to the next place full of flames.
In a sense, the black dragon at this time was even more angry and anxious than Aisha. The flames of Rock Sand City evoked Ovak’s most regretful memories and witnessed the death of innocent poor people in the flames. Wacoin once again remembered the endless fire raging in the mountains!
"Damn, I'm still too weak. If I were a legendary strong man, how could such tragedies happen one after another."
Gritting his teeth secretly, Ovak increased his spellcasting speed once again in disregard of the tingling of his soul. Perhaps the black dragon is already longing for the pain in his soul, because only this intense pain can dispel the regret in his heart.
End of this Chapter
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