"Bichi!"
In the palace of the Lizard City, a tall, middle-aged nobleman with gray hair on his temples was roaring and smashing the wine glass on the table.
He was built with a strong back and a strong waist, more than two meters tall, with extremely thick arms, long hair on his face, eyes like copper bells, and a strong aura about him.
He is the Lord of the Red Dragon Principality, Grand Duke Salod Maris. He is fifty-three years old this year, in his prime, and has the strength of a small king. He plays an important role in the red country and his status is second only to the prince. He had just received news that his brother, Count Rosie Maris, was shaved into a skeleton when he met Princess Triris.
Not only that, he also packaged it and sent it back to him.
Glass shards were embedded into the mahogany tabletop, and wine dripped down the edge of the table to the ground. Salode's chest kept rising and falling, his breathing was extremely heavy, his fists were clenched tightly, and veins appeared on his arms, as if he was about to explode with anger.
"ah!"
Anger, humiliation, grief, unwillingness, unspeakable emotions filled his chest. He roared again, uncontrollably.
He knew that Bichi was taking revenge on him. He took revenge for not kneeling down to her at this year's palace ball, kissing the back of her hand, and expressing his surrender to her. She was declaring to him that there was nothing she dared not do and no one she dared not kill.
What about the younger brother of the Red Dragon Duke? She can kill whenever she wants, no one can stop her!
He knew that Bichi had long coveted the throne and wanted to be the queen. However, the Maris family has been loyal to the Malan royal family for generations and has been loyal for thousands of years. It is absolutely impossible for him to promote an outsider to the throne. If the ancestor's spirit in heaven knew about it, he would have to climb out of the grave and slap him in the face.
The most important thing is that Bichi did not give birth to the blood of the Malan royal family, but a bastard. It was impossible for him to be loyal to the princess of Neuss. This was a matter of principle, and he would rather die than give in.
However, he also knew that many nobles in the country had already surrendered. He had to admit that Trilis was too powerful. Not to mention that she sits in the royal capital, has a lot of troops, and has all the power. She also has the support of the Kingdom of Neuss in the Western Continent. With her personal strength alone, she has to unite at least ten legendary powerhouses at the level of small kings to fight against. of confrontation.
There is almost no solution to the current situation...
Could it be that he, a great duke, could only watch helplessly as that bitch brought trouble to the court, deceived the emperor, and finally occupied the throne? Is it possible that the Maris family, which has been loyal to the emperor for thousands of years, will surrender to that Dabichi? Could it be that the younger brother of the red dragon Grand Duke Salode died in vain!
"Bichi!"
The more Salode thought about it, the angrier he became, and he smashed the mahogany round table to pieces.
"Bichi, Bichi!"
He cursed three times in succession, but still couldn't understand his hatred. He stood up, grabbed the chair, and threw it against the wall. The chair hit the granite stone wall, splinters flying and shattering.
"Pa bang bang..."
Suddenly, light applause came from behind. The pace is neither fast nor slow, and full of ridicule.
Sarode has been in a high position for a long time, has great power over the country, and is a legendary strong man himself. There is no room for the slightest offense. Immediately, he was furious like thunder, and his whole body exuded a huge momentum, like a flood surging into the sky and mountains pressing down on top.
"who!"
He shouted loudly, as if thundering and shaking the heaven and earth.
"Your future master..."
The visitor was not affected at all, and his tone was still relaxed and leisurely, as if the person in front of him was not a lion, but a pet cat.
"What a loud tone." Salode smiled instead of getting angry.
The person who came was a little girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, but he did not underestimate her because of this. The person who could appear behind him quietly was not simple in strength.
"Sarod Maris, I ask you to kneel down to me immediately and express your surrender, otherwise..." The little girl called the Grand Duke by his name and threatened, "After roasting the crow, I don't mind roasting another lizard. "
"It's you!" Salode looked shocked. He didn't expect that the murderer who burned down Crow City was this seemingly harmless little girl in front of him.
"What, don't you believe it?" she asked, picking at her nails.
"You are so arrogant!" Salode roared, his momentum surged, and all the furniture in the room rose from the ground.
Behind the Grand Duke, a huge animal head appeared. With golden eyes and fiery scales, fangs and bloody mouth, it is extremely ferocious, and it is the shadow of the red dragon. The power of the dragon filled the air, and the attendants and guards in the palace fell to the ground one after another, huddled together in horror. This is the pressure of powerful creatures on weak creatures, coming from the heart, as if the soul is trembling.
"Are you forcing me to slay the dragon?"
The girl's phoenix eyes were wide open, her voice was not loud, but it carried a majestic momentum, like a mountain river flowing backwards or a sea pouring down.
Before she finished speaking, her figure grew taller and larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. A recurved horn grew on her head, and a slender tail appeared behind her. Her muscles became more swollen and stronger, and her fair skin became red and translucent. The blood vessels under the skin are clearly visible, as if magma and molten iron are flowing, flickering brightly and dimly. A layer of colorless flames appeared on the surface of the body, and the heat was astonishing. It seemed that as soon as it came close, it would be burned to ashes.
The phantom of the red dragon behind the Grand Duke was completely suppressed and disappeared.
"The light of annihilation, the fire of purgatory, the power of destroying the world, the power of breaking the sky, do you want to taste it?"
"I am the fourth princess of the royal family, Alia Malan. I command the power of God, the Red Dragon Grand Duke Salod Maris, to kneel down!"
The voice was solemn and calm, with irresistible power. Salode gritted his steel teeth and clenched his fists, resisting the overwhelming pressure and roared: "You bastard of Neuss, why are you doing this!"
"Only by me..." The voice was calm, without joy or sadness, without anger or anger, and was full of majesty, "I can kill that Bichi."
The Grand Duke was obviously stunned, and after a while, the corners of his mouth twitched, "She, she seems to be your mother..."
"I'm still her daughter." The female devil swung her tail and said disapprovingly.
The Grand Duke frowned and thought for a long time. He clenched his fists again and said in a low and powerful voice, "I refuse!"
"Why?" The female devil tilted her head.
"You destroyed my city, killed my subjects, and cut off my arms." The Grand Duke said solemnly.
"But I didn't kill your brother..." the female demon said meaningfully, turning her gaze to the skeleton specimen in a glass vessel in the corner of the hall.
The Grand Duke was silent.
"I'm not interested in the throne." The female devil said again.
The Grand Duke raised his head and looked into the eyes of the female devil. It was peaceful there and nothing unusual could be seen. He showed a puzzled expression, because in his knowledge, no one was not greedy for power.
"I'm only interested in the scream of Bichi." The female devil's slender tail flicked gently, "You know, she killed my adoptive mother and wanted to kill her own daughter."
She said to herself, "I will dig out her heart and see what color it is." Her sharp nails drew lines of fire in the air, "I think that must be fun..." As she said , she turned to look at the middle-aged man who had just lost a relative, and asked, "Am I right, Grand Duke Salode?"
The archduke's fist gradually loosened. After being silent for a long time, he slowly knelt down facing the female devil.
"My queen, I am willing to drive you."
"Yeah, very good." The female devil nodded and said. The body gradually became smaller, and the tail and recurved horns also retracted, returning to the appearance of a girl.
She stretched out her hand and the curtain cloth flew over and wrapped her body.
"Go and give me a list of opponents," the girl said.
"As you command, my queen." Salod bowed and said.
"Also, I remember that there is a team leader in Orchid Town named Chen Xing. Find him." The girl thought for a while and then said.
Salode frowned slightly, as if he had heard of this person somewhere. He thought about it carefully and finally remembered that some time ago, the eldest son of the Yang family in Huijiao City was killed. The murderer seemed to be Chen Xing, so he asked, "Do you want him alive or dead?"
"Is there any difference?" the girl asked in astonishment.
Then, Salode told everything he knew about the situation. The general idea was that the Yang family in Gray Point City was looking for that person.
"Oh, forget it, let them figure it out on their own." The girl shook Bai Shengsheng's little hand and said.
A moment later, while the queen was having a meal, the Red Dragon Archduke Salod Maris summoned the minister in charge and asked him to send an official letter to the mayor of Gray Point City.
[I heard that the Yang family is saddened by the loss of their son, and I feel sad for the Yang family. If the Yang family has any request, I can help you as much as possible]
…
The gods in the sky are having a meeting, and the ants on the ground are moving.
The fire in Crow City burned for seven days and seven nights, and was finally extinguished by a rain.
In an edge town between Crow City and Lizard City, on the second floor of a dilapidated small hotel, Chen Xing opened the wooden window.
The moist wind blew in, fresh and comfortable. Looking out the window, there is a drizzle between the sky and the earth, as if everything is wet.
"No one is here. Why does my scalp hurt..."
He muttered and closed the window again.
