Severed tentacles and eyeballs flew through the air as a purple-striped griffin rose up into the air, pointing directly at the spatial patriarch like a sharp sword.
The thick and powerful tentacles were sliced into chunks like tofu by the heavy black sword, and even though they were regenerating at a frantic rate, they were still unable to stop the oncoming griffin.
It was unstoppable!
"How is this possible?!"
The spatial patriarch's eyes almost popped out of their sockets upon seeing this. A hint of panic appeared in his eyes as he looked at the sharp black sword.
Someone had once said that Alex was like a tiger with wings when riding a griffin, and that there was no one in this world that he couldn't kill.
The two groups of black-robed men finally arrived at the intersection of the fifth street on their unicorn steeds. They looked up at the Eye Beast, which was riddled with eyeballs, and the fearless black-robed man on his purple-striped griffin, and they couldn't help but stop on their mounts with awe and incredulity in their eyes.
Irina had her arms wrapped tightly around the black-robed man's waist, and her body was pressed tightly against his.
This was a very familiar sight to the people of Rodu. Back when Alex had still been alive, he had often been seen riding his purple-striped griffin in and out of Rodu with Princess Irina.
However, no one would've thought that this would be repeated three years later.
The tentacles were several dozen meters in length, and some of them were even several meters thick. They came crashing down through the air, tearing spatial rifts into the air. The tentacles were filled with countless eyeballs, creating quite a terrifying sight to behold.
However, the griffin continued to fly up into the air without any fear. Countless tentacles fell from the sky, but they were unable to stop the griffin in the slightest.
"What do we do now, Captain?" one of the black-robed men asked in a quiet voice.
"If you think you can hit them, then you can give it a try," the captain said with a bitter expression. The team leader wore a wry expression as he spoke. This was a battle between the most powerful beings on the Norland Continent, so there was nothing that mere 7th-tier underlings like them could do. They were only following the second prince's orders, so they had no choice but to charge forward.
Irina had her arms tightly around Meg's waist, and she rested her head gently on his broad shoulders. She basked in his aura and body that she hadn't felt in a long time, and she almost wanted to melt into his body.
It had been three years, and she was finally hugging him again.
Just when she thought she was going to die here, he appeared.
The way he stood in front of her was still as charming as ever. He was still that unique man.
Hugging this familiar yet strange body, he could feel that the heart was still boiling hot. Even the cold autumn rain could not cool it down.
It's him!
Alex!
The news she had heard in the cave three years ago had almost broken her heart.
She didn't even dare to imagine that they would meet again.
She lived for the sake of revenge. She wanted to find those despicable fellows and kill them one by one.
But now, she had found him again.
She hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go at all. She didn't want to be separated from him again.
"Miss, aren't you affecting my performance?" Mag's heart began to race uncontrollably as he felt the two balls of softness and warmth on his back.
Meg Shen's reputation as an unperturbed man had been around for a long time. He had seen all kinds of women.
Even if a beautiful woman were to stand before him in the nude, he wouldn't even bat an eyelid. But now, his heart was racing because Irina was hugging him from behind?
Meg was rather surprised by this feeling.
However, Meg didn't have any time to think about this. The countdown had already reached two minutes, and he had to take care of the spatial demon patriarch within these two minutes, then get out of here before more powers arrived.
…
"What powerful spatial magic waves! Could it be that old bastard from the spatial demon race is here? Who's fighting him? "
On the second floor of a tavern, Novan turned toward the northern part of the city with a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes.
"You're saying that old bastard Benson is here in Rodu? And he's fighting someone? "Crassus immediately put down his wine glass upon hearing this, and turned to Novan with an intense gaze.
"Aside from him, no one else in this world can create such a huge commotion with spatial magic. His Eye Beast is most likely here as well, and it's currently on the fifth street in the northern part of the city." Novan nodded.
"The fifth street …" Crassus paused for a moment before suddenly rising to his feet. "Crap, Irina has most likely been tricked!"
"How do you know it's Her Highness?" Novan was a little perplexed.
"Alex was killed on the fifth street in the past. It's a pity that I just so happened to be away from Rodu on that day. Aside from His Majesty, Josh, and Sean, the only one in Rodu who can make that old bastard Benson step in is Irina." Crassus looked at Novan with an urgent expression, and said, "Aren't spatial magic your forte? Hurry up and set up a teleportation spell formation so that I can get there. If Irina is injured in the slightest, I'll crush that old bastard Benson and his disgusting beast with my staff."
"I'll need some time." Novan didn't waste any time. The ring on his right hand flashed, and a series of crystals fell onto the ground beside the table, upon which a complex spell formation began to appear.
…
"These old bastards are becoming more and more unruly. Do they think that Rodu is a place where they can come and go as they please?"
On the top floor of the tallest palace in the royal palace, Andre wore a cold expression as he looked toward the northern part of the city with killing intent in his eyes.
The black shadow behind him moved slightly, but didn't say anything, as if it were waiting for Andre's command.
"They've challenged my bottom line over and over again. The longer these old bastards live, the more they don't know how to cherish their own lives." Andre withdrew his hand from the railing, and clasped it behind his back as he said in a cold voice, "Then don't let him go back."
"Yes."
The black shadow swayed before disappearing without a trace.
"Alex, I hope you won't disappoint me this time. If you can be a good boy, you'll have a place in the Roth Empire."
…
The purple-striped griffin continued onward with unstoppable force. The violent tentacles were unable to impede it in the slightest, and the spatial rifts were also easily evaded by the purple-striped griffin.
The perfect synergy between the sword, man, and griffin was like a single entity, and there was no need for any communication between them.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the griffin had already reached the Eye Beast's massive body.
There were countless eyeballs all over its body, and there wasn't even a single inch of space to be found. Even with Meg's mental fortitude, he was still feeling rather uncomfortable being stared at by so many dead fish eyes at such a close distance.
The severed tentacles squirmed violently before regenerating at a rate discernible to the naked eye.
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