There is no doubt that just when the ancient spiritual monastery they represented came to form an alliance with the Lizardman, the dog-headed man and the green dwarf also united.

The eyes that were already burning red under the urging of cruel reality looked at each other, without any hesitation, and were full of hideousness.

As the giant elephant in the lead roared, countless petals of hell stone garlic splashed and flew into the wind in the abyss. The giant beasts gathered into a vast group of beasts and rushed towards them.

The war has begun.

Without any verbal encouragement and guidance, all the giant beasts have already cast their way to the battlefield, regardless of the bloodthirsty thorns and poisonous fog, and fought.

Just as Huai Shi finished warming up and was about to jump off the city wall, she suddenly heard a whisper from the king.

"You want to stay."

The hoarse voice of nothingness echoed in his ears, which made Huai Shi stunned, and then he heard his words: "Come to my palace with your companions."

"You have another important task."

Huai Shi hesitated for a moment, suddenly raised her claws, pressed the tip of Jonathan's tail, and staggered the crystal lizard that was about to enter the battlefield.

"Come with me."

Huai Shi used a color towards him, slowly retreated, quietly retreated from the battlefield under the guidance of the priests, and went straight to the palace.

In the decaying palace, the stone door of the main hall has been opened.

The dust-filled curtains had long been pulled away, and the king's throne and the sacred altar were exposed in public. However, unlike the past, no one except the king dared to stay in the hall.

Countless scarlet and flesh flowers have grown out of the cracks of the rocks. The cracked flesh and blood are constantly squirming, entangled with each other, spreading across every gap.

After watching it for a long time, it seems like countless vague faces emerge from it, overlapping and merging, and wailing in the fleeting moments.

Those hallucinatory whine sounds overlapped in one place and turned into solemn and hideous chants.

Among several huge copper furnaces, the holy oil was burning vigorously, and the blood from the gods radiated a rich fragrance in the fire. The supreme authority was stimulated so simply and roughly, suppressing the deformed and mutated from the abyss, so that the hunched and thin king could still maintain a barely human form.

But it's just... it's human form.

As the holy oil burned and the incense candle was lit, as if returning to youth, the king's consciousness broke free from his old age and his face became dignified and majestic.

However, the limbs under the robe were squirming all the time, bursting out fierce changes one after another, and had already been dragged into the abyss by the omnipresent erosion.

Only a wicket away.

Behind it, above the altar, the shriveled and ugly skeletons of the past became bright and beautiful.

It is like a work of art carved from glass.

A trace of scarlet blood was wandering in it, intertwining into the changing pupils, scanning around casually, with the look of almost eternal coldness and indifference.

It's like a god resurrected.

But it was indeed resurrected. More or less, the indescribable terrifying beastly nature was quietly moving, overlooking everything that was about to be destroyed.

"I always feel like you're doing something."

Huai Shi stopped outside the hall and looked at the king's face: "Is it my illusion?"

"Maybe? But that's not your problem, is it?"

On the throne, the king looked at him with a smile, his twitching and deformed fingers wrapped around the scepter beside his knees, and from time to time squirming like the tentacles of some deep-sea creature.

It exudes a strange aura.

"It's not that I'm boasting. In your area, I can probably be considered the best ones I can fight?" Huai Shi's claws clenched between her teeth: "At such a critical moment, I'm going to ask me to praise you a few words?"

"You have another mission, just wait with peace of mind... If I say that, you will definitely not buy it, right?"

The king looked at Huai Shi and said calmly: "In short, I need you to protect me... protect this country, as you have seen."

"Will the work of the Great Eunuch Guard be too leisurely?" Huai Shi asked: "I'm afraid I can't do it."

"Don't worry, soon, this place will be busier than outside."

The king's eyes flew past them and turned to the dead city outside the palace gate. His last piece of land was murmured softly: "Soon, all this will be immersed in destruction..."

boom!

Accompanied by the king's whisper, a loud roar suddenly burst out from the silent capital, and huge gaps continued to reveal from the earth, swallowing up all the towering and overlapping buildings, and countless collapsed loud roars were constantly stirred up.

And in the cracks that suddenly collapsed, a ferocious giant beast emerged from it. The moment it appeared, it caused a tragic death and injury in this city with numerous mortal objects.

The chanting, moaning and even the cry of despair came to an abrupt end, and there was only the roar of giant beasts in the dead silence.

The sudden attack instantly caused severe damage to the royal city.

Immediately afterwards, a earth-shaking sound came from the direction of the city wall.

With the impact of an extremely large and bloated giant bull, under the cover of many giant beasts, the giant bull collided with the sound of wind onto the thick gates.

The city walls were shaken, but they were completely unscathed.

But then, a terrifying fire burst out from the giant bull's sudden expansion body. Under the transformation of scholars, all its fat has been converted into biodynamics that are tens of thousands of times more intense than nitroglycerin.

At this moment, with the giant bull's self-destruction, the last defense of the Lizardman Kingdom collapsed.

The front collapsed.

When they noticed someone behind them stealing their homes, all the giant beasts came back desperately and fought with the enemy who rushed into the capital.

Huai Shi was stunned.

Looking back in surprise.

Totally, unbelievable.

"You've expected it long ago?"

The king did not speak, but just lowered his eyes and stared at the silk book sent by the ancient spiritual monastery.

It is not so much a letter of alliance, but rather an unseen prayer and pleading.

Long before this, except for the Lizardman and the Ancient Spirit Monastery, the remaining three conveniences had formed an alliance under the connection of those who were interested.

As the biggest inducement, a Husky, who was still confused, had not yet figured out how much crisis his existence gave to others.

The first thing that bears the brunt of the alliance is the last city-state of the Lizardman.

The three families worked together to completely eliminate this bug and the enemy on this side. Immediately afterwards, it was the turn of the weak Ancient Spirit Monastery.

The Ancient Monastery, which had no choice, chose to reveal this secret to the Lizardman in exchange for a short-lived alliance.

Otherwise, after the Lizardman was destroyed, his fate would be clearly arranged.

But even if we form an alliance, two to three, the outcome is still very different.

I only hope to make the final resistance before the fish is defeated, even if they die together.

Under the urging of the doomsday, even such a crazy decision seemed to have become natural.

At this moment, the country that has inherited three epochs has emitted the final whine in the roar.

Countless lizardmen fled between the buildings in a panic, and were trampled into mud without pity. Even the aftermath of destruction was still enough to overturn the ants.

A catastrophe.

Looking at the tragic scene in the distant city, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to leave, but heard the king's cold voice.

"Don't worry."

Among countless flesh and blood flowers, the distorted king said indifferently: "A little impotent will cause trouble for the big plan... Great spirits, that is not your mission."

Huai Shi looked back in place, looking at the indifferent face.

Totally incomprehensible.

"Aren't they all your subjects?" he asked in a low voice, "Don't you feel sad?"

Even the crazy ambitions know where their power comes from, right?

Whether it is a wise king or a foolish tyrant, the moment he becomes a ruler, he should instinctively perceive the foundation of his royal power.

Whether it is to maintain one's own rights or the mercy and grief that one cannot bear as a person.

Why would anyone make such a choice?

Crying, wailing, and the last prayer came from afar.

The king disdained.

It seems like there is no way to detect it.

Just cold.

Looking down at everything, watching your subjects sink in blood and fire.

Finally, he looked at Huai Shi and asked calmly and indifferently.

"Do I have to cry, beat my chest and stamp my feet, and then vomit blood and make a vow?" He calmly withdrew his gaze. "This country does not need such a performance, and this world does not need it... As a messenger of the gods, do you great spirits understand this principle?"

Huai Shi was silent for a long time and suddenly asked, "You might have let them in on purpose, right?"

The king did not speak.

Huai Shi didn't ask again.
To be continued...