There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

The scene of the King Slayer's failed sneak attack just now caused both sides to fall into a strange confrontation. No one dared to make a move rashly, for fear that they would become the fuse that ignited the battle.

At the cost of life!

"You probably don't know yet? This... well, I think her name is Talina. This Miss Talina, everything about her, in the legal sense..."

“It belongs to me!!!”

"I paid for it, I developed the project, and in the end, she ran away and ended up here with you!"

"In a way, you're the one who stole her!"

"It's not nice to take away someone else's favor, half-blood Miss Drake~"

Volume 3: Chapter 180: The Passion of Cat Head

Taking away what others like?

Could it be...

Thinking of the information Kosice had given him, and combining it with Talina's statement, he already had an answer to Talina's background.

As a great power above Terra, Victoria's strength is no less than Ursus's, but the two countries' high-end combat forces have never clashed, so it is difficult to say who is stronger.

Under such circumstances, it was already an extraordinary achievement for Kosice to find out who the financial backer behind Talina was. As for who the real mastermind was?

This problem still bothers Kosice today.

But now I know...

Looking at Abrana, a nameless anger rose in Tallulah's heart.

When talking with Talina before, Talula already knew about Talina's past, and naturally also knew about Talina's days in the Rocken tank.

In her opinion, that kind of place is no different from a place where livestock are kept. Talina stayed there...

It must be very painful...

And half of this pain comes from the smiling Drake in front of me!!!

Looking up at Abrana, Tallulah clenched the sword in her hand. The silver-white blade turned into a dazzling emerald blue under the scorching heat, and the tip of the blade was slightly red, emitting an astonishingly high temperature.

Abbrana naturally noticed the change in Tallulah, but she did not intervene. Instead, she let Tallulah build up her strength.

As a fellow Draco, she could sense Tallulah's emotions to some extent. This was a tacit understanding between the last descendants, a tragic resonance.

Likewise, she also wanted to see this half-blooded Drake...

What on earth is this capable of!!!

"Well? There's still time to leave now. You have nothing to do with this matter. As long as you walk fast, they won't be able to catch up."

Turning her head to talk to the King Slayer standing beside her, Tallulah swung the sword in her hand, knocking down the rock thrown by the black-haired Filin.

The scorching sword blade created ripples in the air, and the surrounding air was distorted by the high temperature, which showed how high the temperature was.

"Can't leave!"

I can't leave either...

Resolutely rejecting Tallulah's question, the Kingslayer chose to express his determination by clenching the dagger in his hand.

Once they leave, we will be close to death!

"Okay, let me take the tall one, and the remaining two..."

Assigning tasks, Tallulah arranged opponents for Kingslayer and Bonebreaker, but before she could finish, the opposing trio made an unexpected move.

"Please step aside for now. I know you don't want to fight, but this time... I'll reluctantly let you take a break."

Pushing the cloaked figure aside, Abrana sent her to the side and took the initiative to let her leave the battlefield.

"My sister is rather shy, so the two of us are enough."

A restrained smile spread across her face, but it aroused Tallulah's disgust.

Hypocritical and cruel, Tallulah labeled Abbrana as such as she was hypocritical and cruel as soon as they met.

From this Draco, Tallulah smelled too many negative emotions, including greed...

With a desire for Talina!

"Leave that Feilin to me. Bonebreaker, you assist from the side and keep an eye on the other one. If she makes any movement, attack her directly!"

Pulling up the scarf covering her mouth, a puff of smoke spread out from around the King Slayer, wrapping her up, and then slowly disappeared from the spot.

Bonebreaker raised the crossbow in his hand that was as tall as a person, nodded at Tallulah, then raised it and aimed at the black-haired Filin in the distance.

"Come, let me see what you are capable of that can make my ministers so fearful!"

The spear shaped like a staff rotated in Abrana's hand, and purple flames bloomed on it.

Unlike Tallulah's scorching heat, the purple flame not only has no heat, but instead carries a creeping chill that makes people shudder.

"By the way, let's also bring a grand fireworks display for the Queen of Deep Pond!!!"

boom! ! !

A violent explosion sounded, and invisible sound waves exploded on the spot. The hair by Tallulah's ears was blown up, and purple flames shot up into the sky and exploded in the sky.

Unaffected by Abrana's words, Talina stood far away, concentrating her Originium skills in her hands, ready to support Talullah at any time.

"Speak wild words!"

With a strong push of her feet, Tallulah rushed out first, and the long sword in her hand made a sharp sound.

In contrast, Abrana also rushed forward, and the fiery red and dark purple collided, exploding a violent spark.

"Mandela!"

At the beginning of their fight, Abrana was shocked by Tallulah's strength and subconsciously called out to the black-haired Filin who was standing beside her.

Tallulah, who attacked in anger, naturally had the advantage. The two bloodlines mixed into one in her body, bringing a whole new power.

With this power, Tallulah temporarily suppressed Abrana in the first few moves.

"whispering sound!"

Pursing her lips, the black-haired Filin named Mandela raised her hand, and the bright yellow sand and gravel appeared and took shape in her hand. It only took a few seconds to complete the launch.

But she forgot that there were more than just three of them on this battlefield!

"Broken bones!"

"Roger that!"

Grayish-white smoke appeared beside Mandela, and the Kingslayer holding a dagger appeared from behind Mandela, shouting Broken Bone's name loudly.

Faced with the threat behind him, Mandela had to give up his plan to support Abara and turn to deal with the two troublemakers.

A cloud of dust was raised, and with Mandela's Originium skills, the dust instantly condensed into a solid shield, more than enough to block the King Slayer's attack.

Whoosh!

He heard the sound of wind by his ears, and Mandela, who was prepared for this, just stretched out his hand and grabbed a crudely made arrow.

"How dare you show off this kind of garbage? You're just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp."

Turning around to mock the sneak attack from Broken Bones, a subtle expression appeared on Mandela's handsome face.

Thinking of hurting her with this arrow made from just a random branch, I'm afraid I'm dreaming.

"Stand still, dear..."

Beep beep beep

Shaking the arrow in his hand, Mandela was about to continue mocking Broken Bones, but halfway through his words, the arrow in his hand suddenly made a strange sound.

"What is this..."

boom!

The arrow in Mandela's hand suddenly exploded, and a cloud of black smoke rushed out, blocking Mandela's vision completely.

Oh no! It's going to be bad!

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and Mandela wanted to escape immediately, but how could the prepared King Killer let her go so easily?

The smoke penetrated the sandstone shield, and the Kingslayer appeared behind Mandela like a demon in the smoke, stabbing the dagger at the back of Mandela's head.

At the critical moment, Mandela barely dodged the blow with his years of combat experience.

After failing to hit her in the first attack, the King Slayer had to settle for the next best thing. He kicked Mandela in the waist, sending her flying backwards and landing in a garbage dump in the distance.

Flying in the air, Mandela covered his waist with his hands and pursed his lips.

If I had known...I wouldn't have come!!!

Volume 3: Chapter 181: Sack over the head

"It seems that your ministers are not so useful?"

Kingslayer W and Bonebreaker U swept Manbadla out of the game in one fell swoop; much to Taluqunla's satisfaction, he exerted force with his sword, suppressing the spear and pressing the spear shaft against Abrana.

Despite bearing Tallulah's pressure, Abbrana showed no signs of panic.

"Don't worry, she hasn't left yet!"

With a sudden burst of strength, Abbrana used her strength to push Tallulah away. With a flick of her arm, the spear flew straight at Tallulah's face like a poisonous snake.

"what?"

Taking a few steps back, Tallulah blocked Abrana's spear, a fireball appeared in her left hand, and she raised her hand and threw it over.

The scorching fireball came towards her, and even Abrana, who was extremely resistant to fire, dodged it and did not dare to take it head-on.

As if responding to Abrana's words, the garbage heap where Mandra fell began to stir, and a clear yellow light shone from it, which was a sign that Mandra's Originium skill had been activated.

The King Slayer, who was on high alert, left the spot immediately. She was not so arrogant as to think that she could deal with the Philin in one go.

The next second, a huge rock fell from the sky and hit the King Slayer.

A circular shield appeared on his body, wrapping Mandela up. It looked like a large hamster ball. Mandela, hiding inside, looked at Bonebreaker and Regicide with anger on his face.

But with one hand on her waist, she didn't look that intimidating.

"You...wash your necks and wait for death!"

Taking off the garbage on his head and suppressing his anger, Mandela, as a warlock, began to show his own unique fighting style.

Stones imbued with magic rained down upon the Kingslayer and Bonebreaker with such ferocious force that the whirring sound was incessant.

"hiss!"

In a moment of carelessness, the King Slayer's shoulder was accidentally hit by a piece of gravel. The force of the gravel was comparable to that of an etched bullet fired at high speed. It grazed the King Slayer's shoulder and took away a piece of flesh and blood.

"Take cover!"

Enduring the pain, the King Slayer called out to Bonebreaker and found a shelter to hide himself.

"I underestimated her..."

The Kingslayer gasped as he put his hands over his shoulders.

The successful sneak attack just now made her subconsciously think that Mandela was just a pretty face, but who knew that this Filin was such a powerful warlock.

I'm injured, this is embarrassing...

With a wry smile, the Kingslayer gritted his teeth, tore off a piece of rag from his body, and began to bandage himself.

The wound was bleeding profusely. If left untreated, it would only be a matter of time before she lost her fighting ability.

"let me!"

Suddenly, Talina rushed out from the side, and used the Originium skills that had been accumulated for a long time in her hand to heal the King Slayer's shoulder injury.

The powerful Originium technique worked surprisingly well. In just a few seconds, the King Slayer's wound stopped bleeding, and granulation tissue grew from the wound, entangled, and regrown flesh and blood.

"I almost forgot you were a doctor."

Looking at his arms that had returned to normal, the King Killer raised his hands and waved them, only to find that they were exactly the same as before he was injured, without the slightest difference.

"You're welcome! Hehe~"

Smiling shyly, after treating the King Slayer, Talina trotted off to hide behind him.

She is a doctor, not a warrior, and treating Tallulah and the others is her job.

Gripping the dagger tightly, the King Slayer quietly poked his head out and observed the mad Filin.