"Ahhh, no, uncle, save me … Mourinho, I will curse you forever in hell —" Gandhi in the flames let out an inhuman howl.
The Virtuous Lord turned a blind eye to it and took a few steps back in fear.
Because the red Sacred Mark quickly turned from red to black, the red flame also turned into a constantly twisting shadow.
Like a wriggling living thing, the originally short shadow gradually elongated, extending on the floor, and finally projected on the wall, climbing to the ceiling, twisting and swaying with the flames of the burning firewood.
The old woman raised her walking stick and chanted a mysterious incantation. At the same time, she used her extremely ugly body to perform a lewd and provocative dance. It was as if she was inviting an indescribable existence to have sex with her …
Gradually, someone responded to her.
The slender shadow began to split, like a person stretching his arms and legs. The Virtuous Lord even saw the distorted facial features on the shadow's head.
"Devil, the devil has appeared again," he murmured with a pale face.
Countless twisted shadows danced with the old woman, and from time to time, they floated past Gandhi's torso in the flames …
The shadows from hell were long and dark, and no light could stop them. The flames showed black stripes because of them, and the light beams that came through the skylight were like light bulbs that had been turned off. The bright and warm training ground instantly turned into a barren tomb …
An hour later, a group of servants entered the training ground, silently cleaning the ashes on the ground, and the ferocious charred corpse with a big mouth under the light of the skylight.
It was very contradictory. It was clearly burned, but it emitted the smell of a rotting corpse, as if what was burned before was not a living person, but a swollen rotten corpse dug out from the grave.
"Alas, I failed again," the old woman sighed helplessly as she walked on the tunnel leading to the pyramid. "Your Excellency, you saw it with your own eyes, I really tried my best."
The Virtuous Lord held a warm wooden box inlaid with gems and responded with a wooden face, "Yes."
"Then arrange a ship to take me away from Yuankai tonight. It's been a few days, and the Mother Of Dragons should also attack the city. I'm old, and I can't bear the baptism of dragon flames, "the old woman said with a smile.
The footsteps of the two echoed in the dark and quiet tunnel. After a long while, the Virtuous Lord whispered, "Don't rush to leave, you will be safe in the pyramid."
"Oh, you still haven't given up?" The old woman asked with a strange expression.
Taking a deep breath, the Virtuous Lord's eyes flashed with a cold light as he coldly said, "Can you have the shadow fiend kill that woman?"
"Are you dreaming? Not to mention the silver-haired queen protected by the Megalosaurus, even if I wanted to hurt a mortal like you, I can't do it. "The old woman sneered.
"But you killed Gandhi, you killed many people!" The Great Sage gritted his teeth.
"Alas, offering a sacrifice is different from killing people. If my black magic could really hurt people from a distance, the Zebra people of the Jugesnai Grassland would have long been wiped out by me.
But the truth is, even an ordinary zebra youth could easily chop off my head. "The old woman shook her head helplessly.
The Virtuous Lord suspiciously glanced at the old woman next to him and said: "I recently heard a piece of news from the Westeros. Surrounded by an army of ten thousand, a shadow broke into a king's tent and cut his throat like paper."
"Haha, if everyone thinks so, then the real murderer of the king can enjoy the fruits of victory in peace. Don't you know better than this old woman about the trivial matters of the game of power? "The old woman chuckled.
"You mean, the power of witchcraft can't achieve that effect?" The Virtuous Lord hesitated.
In fact, he also thought that it was nonsense. If magic was so powerful, what was the point of the Gith people and the Dragon Queen's army of more than a hundred thousand people fighting?
But …
"Is the legend of the Loirna people using water magic to fight against the Megalosaurus fake?"
"The destruction of a city with water magic should have happened." The wrinkles between the old woman's eyebrows deepened. "But that involves gods. The Loirna River seems to have given birth to a nature god, the main god of the Loirna people.
If someone can drive shadows to kill people, then he must be more terrifying than the Megalosaurus because there must be a god behind him — the God of Shadows, Shadow Demon Lahlo! "
"Can't you borrow the power of Shadow Demon Lahlo? Why can't you drive shadows to kill people? "The Virtuous Lord still didn't give up.
The old woman rolled her eyes and asked, "How much pocket money does your son get every month, and how much can your dead nephew Gandi get from you?"
The Virtuous Lord said with a straight face, "If Gandi was as good as Dax, I would give him more love."
"Sorry, I also hope that I'm the best wizard in the Shadow Demon's heart, but I'm not." The old woman said lightly.
"I advise you not to think too much. Even if there is someone in the Westeros who can drive shadows to kill people … Well, if the rumors are true, then the other party must be a red-robed priest who is proficient in black magic!
Even if you invite that red-robed priest, he can't kill the Dragon Queen. "
"Is her slender little neck stronger than a steel plate?" The Virtuous Lord sneered.
"Hey, let me tell you this, the magic of the mortal world can't hurt the Dragon King! Otherwise, how can the people of Valleglia rule the world? "
"What if the dragon isn't by her side?" The Virtuous Lord said unwillingly.
"Sigh, if you really want to assassinate her, you might as well hire a faceless one. The New Guise people only asked me to hatch a dragon for you for 200,000 gold coins, but 200,000 gold coins isn't even a fraction of the cost of hiring a faceless one. Think about why! "
"Hmph, we already —"
"Thump, thump, thump …" A series of hurried footsteps interrupted their conversation.
At this time, they had already passed through the passage between the arena and the pyramid, and were climbing up the stairs with the help of four servants.
"Virtuous Lord, there's a situation outside the city!" A yellow silk cloak panted and said anxiously.
Mourinho handed the box with the dragon egg to the servant beside him and patted the ash off Toka's robe. He said lightly, "The slave queen finally can't hold it anymore and wants to attack the city?"
"No, the centaurs are gone!"
"What?"
"The centaur scouts who have been guarding the east and south gate have disappeared."
Yuan Kai City was not a completely square city. It was built along the curved coastline in the north and west, and there were docks on both sides. The city only had two gates in the east and south.
A few days ago, the centaur cavalry had been guarding 500 meters outside the city, blocking the passage on the land of Yuan Kai.
"Since they have left, immediately send scouts out of the city to find out the situation of the enemy camp!" The Virtuous Lord frowned.
"General Grazidan has already sent people to check. The militia who were building the siege chariots on the road have also disappeared. The enemy camp is closed, and there's no one outside the camp."
"This … What did Grazidan and the Ragged Prince say?" The Virtuous Lord asked hurriedly.
"They can't make up their minds, so they asked me to invite you," the soldier said.
The last cavalry raid ended up being a complete failure for the Dragon Queen, and the shadow of failure shrouded the hearts of the soldiers of Yuan Kai City. In the morning, the centaur scouts disappeared. In the afternoon, they found that the civilians on the road outside Yuan Kai City had also disappeared. A group of people discussed for the whole afternoon, but they still couldn't come up with a plan.
In the evening, a few mercenaries who took the settlement fee took the risk to approach the right side of the camp of the Northern Expedition Liberation Army, but …
"Your Excellency, there's no one guarding the enemy camp. We took advantage of the darkness and hid at the base of the left wall of the enemy camp, but we found that the wall that looked like a tall wooden stake from afar was only a thin layer of wood." A small black mercenary who was 1.5 meters tall said.
Grazidan was horrified. He glanced at the leader of the New Second Sons Regiment, Zidane, and asked, "You mean, the slave rebel camp is just for show?"
"It's worse than just for show. I tried to cut it with a dagger, and it directly opened a hole the size of a bowl," another middle-aged man said strangely.
Zidane was still confused. The old sword poet Danzo's expression changed. "Damn it, we've been tricked. The Mother Of Dragons deliberately led us to the gate of the camp, and in the whole camp, only the gate is real. The rest of the camp …"
"But why?" the Ragged Prince said with a serious expression.
"Have you entered the camp to check? There are a total of three camps in the front, middle, and back, and they stretch for ten kilometers, "Grazidan quickly asked the two scouts.
"How would we dare to enter? From the hole, we can see that the camp is full of soldiers with spears. They seem to be waiting for us. It's late at night, and they didn't even light a campfire. I don't know what they're doing, "the dark skinny man said with lingering fear.
"Damn it, they must be waiting for us to sneak into the camp!" Grazidan blurted out.
"I see. They deliberately let us find out that the camp is weak, and then …" The Ragged Prince had a look of realization at first, and he even agreed with Grazidan's judgment. But halfway through, he suddenly froze.
"If we found out that the camp is weak, would we sneak in? Or, would we dare to sneak in at night? "He looked around at the people around him and asked.
"This …" Grazidan's face turned red. You lowly mercenary leader, how could you say that? If we found out that the enemy was weak, would we, the son of a harpy, not even dare to sneak in?
Seems like we wouldn't dare …
Then, he thought to himself in frustration.
Although he had only fought with the Mother Of Dragons twice, the results of those two short fights were too scary. She was young, but her battle tactics were unconstrained. No one could keep up with her pace.
He, Grazidan, had been the captain of the Iron Army for ten years. How many pirates and bandits had he fought?
He had a lot of experience in both land and sea battles, and that woman … seemed to be illiterate. She had always been a vagrant and had never even gone to school. This …
"So, do we sneak in or not?" Zidane asked weakly.
"This …" The Ragged Prince, the captain, Grazidan, the Virtuous Lord … All the generals present hesitated.
"The problem is, does the Mother Of Dragons want us to sneak in? We have to do the opposite!" Danzo said with a serious expression.
"Does she want to?" seven or eight people asked in unison.
Danzo's face began to twist. After a while, he said with difficulty, "I don't know …"
"Since we can't guess, then let's not guess," the poop man Yazan said coldly. "It's obvious. If wisdom has weight, then all of us added together won't be half of her weight.
If that's the case, then we'll try our best to fight to the death. We'll stick to our original plan and pretend that we didn't notice the disappearance of the centaurs.
Don't keep thinking about sneak attacks and sneak attacks. You can't beat her! "
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the poop man. Some looked at him with disdain, but more people expressed their admiration.
Although the richest man in Yuankai had a foul mouth, he did have some extraordinary intelligence to be able to become the richest man.
The Virtuous Lord and a few generals discussed in whispers for a while before announcing loudly, "Let's do it this way. Everyone, go back and sleep. We don't have to care about what happens outside.
As long as we keep the people calm and defend the city, don't panic and don't rush, we'll win. "
Unfortunately, he thought too much.
There were many times when you couldn't even pretend to be a coward.
At around ten o 'clock at night, more than a hundred messenger crows flew to Yuankai one after another. All of them were telling the same news: This afternoon, the Dragon Queen led an army of fifty thousand to attack Meereen. We … are … finished!
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