There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Frémont stretched out his hand to stop it, but was pushed back by an even more powerful force.

That is the power of the Golden Rule, full force!

“Stop!!!”

Viviana ran to Kela with all her might, stretched out her hand, and tried her best to hold Kela, but she failed in the end.

The covered bridge beneath their feet suddenly shattered, and countless magic particles flew out, like stars in the sky.

Everyone was in mid-air, with no leverage.

As a land creature, although Talina has feathers on her head, this does not mean that she can fly freely in the sky like feathered beasts.

Her fur is more of a decoration.

"Damn..."

Gritting his teeth, Flemont's body suddenly turned into a ball of silk thread, entangling everyone like a rain curtain in the night.

But even so, he could only temporarily relieve some of the force of falling. Falling from a height of 100 meters would inevitably result in broken bones and tendons.

But at least one life can be saved.

"The Twin Queens' Towers...are broken?!"

Brandt, who was fighting hard below, was attracted by the sound from above. When he looked up, he found that the once majestic tower was broken and a group of people were being swept down.

"Captain Brant, they've suddenly become much stronger for some unknown reason. We need support!"

Just as Brandt was about to go to the rescue, the Golden Law Guards fighting behind him called him back.

With the blessing of the Golden Rule, the fighting power of the remnants of the Witch King began to increase exponentially. In the reckless fighting, they were already showing signs of breaking through the defense line.

Behind the line of defense is the queen he is loyal to.

For a moment, Brandt faced a choice again.

My friend's daughter... His Majesty, to whom I serve...

Before him, the blood-stained Ernst appeared again and waved at him.

Without much hesitation, Brent made his choice.

A golden curtain descended from the sky, catching the falling people.

The defense line in the rear was shattered.

Volume 8: Chapter 60: "Cooperation"

The sudden collapse of the Twin Queen Towers caused a commotion, and the people below, who were already in a panic due to the invasion of the remnants of the Witch King, completely lost their backbone.

They came to participate in the ensemble, which is their long-standing tradition and also a great honor.

But right before their eyes, the Twin Queen Towers collapsed. The two towers that symbolized power collapsed, and above their ruins, a familiar yet unfamiliar tower appeared.

The noble black exudes a bloody scent, the smell of power, and also their nightmare...

"Witch...Witch King's Tower! That's the Witch King's Tower!"

"How did it appear here?! Isn't the pedal already broken?!"

"Where are the queens?"

"They were overwhelmed by the remnants of the Witch-King!"

There was a commotion among the crowd. Without the help of lights, they could only rely on the flashes of thunder to observe the situation.

The place where the queens were just now has been occupied by the remnants of the Witch King. Although they know that the queen will not die so easily with her strength, they still became worried.

What if?

The Witch King was so powerful in the past, but wasn’t his horns still cut off by the Gemini Queens?

Everything is possible in this world, nothing is set.

The collapsed Twin Queens' Towers turned into two ruins, and countless rubble and bricks remained in place, burying the precious books in the Queens' Towers.

Suddenly, there were slight noises coming from the ruins that had just quieted down, and then silk threads began to crawl out from them.

Although the silk thread looks small, the power it carries is far beyond its size, and it easily pushes the gravel aside.

As the gravel scattered, wisps of golden light emanated from inside.

That is the light of the Golden Law spell.

"Commander!"

The familiar golden light awakened the memories of the Golden Law Guards, and they also remembered their duties at the last moment.

They... failed in their duty.

Fear and humiliation grew in their hearts. As the top power of a country, they were actually breached by a group of cowards who hid their heads and showed their tails...

At the same time, they are also afraid of the choices they make as leaders.

The Queen's safety comes first. This is the iron rule followed by the Golden Law Guards. Even if they die, the Queen must not be harmed.

And just now, their leader abandoned the queen and went elsewhere.

At this moment, they desperately hoped that Brandt died in there, otherwise, what was waiting for him next would be more terrifying than death.

When the dust settled, everyone could see the scene inside clearly.

Covered in dust and pale, Fremont stood in the ruins, supporting himself with the broken bricks around him, barely maintaining his shape.

He was a lich, not some Vayvan who could catch a cannonball in his face, and in a sense, he was just a mortal.

Look down

Frémont patted his chest and said in fear, "This is really killing me. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I would have died here."

"Isn't the lich immortal?"

Riding her little cube, Ermengarde stood beside Flemont, muttering quietly.

Liches have something called a life knot. As long as the life knot is not destroyed, they will never die from external forces.

"Metaphor! Metaphor, understand?! And you! You have a flying machine but you don't even think of pulling my old bones! If there wasn't a spring bed underneath, my bones would have turned to powder!"

Frémont put his index and middle fingers together and slapped Ermengarde hard on the head while she wasn't paying attention.

"I can't die anyway..."

Ermengarde pouts and mutters softly.

But Flemont's ears were ridiculously good. He heard Ermengarde's words the moment she complained and randomly added another one.

"I'm bringing people with me! I'm bringing people with me! Do you know how hard it is to protect them?!"

"I was wrong!"

Covering her head and shrinking on the small cube, Ermengarde honestly admitted her mistake.

"That's still kind of... one more thing."

Frémont nodded and was about to leave, but just as he took a step, he suddenly stopped.

This sudden action frightened Ermengarde so much that she shrank her head and looked at Flemont cautiously.

"Dig them all out. They're buried a little too deep, and my old bones can't muster the strength. If the one in the golden armor isn't found quickly, he's doomed."

"You just ordered me around..."

Snapped!

Flemont twitched his fingers again.

With a sad face, Ermengarde obediently worked as a porter.

"Um...wait! Come back!"

Just as Ermengarde was stuffing the gravel from the ground into her little cube, Flemont noticed something was wrong and grabbed the young lich back.

The old body displayed an agility that was inconsistent with his appearance. Looking at the blood that seeped through the golden curtain, his eyes narrowed.

Stroking his goatee with his hand, Frémont was very familiar with this kind of fluctuation.

This is the power of the royal court, but...

How would it appear here?

Could it be...

Suddenly, Talina's figure appeared in his mind.

Talina, who had shown him Draco's flames and another unique ice-attribute Originium spell, became the only suspect.

And the next second, the facts proved his guess.

A white and tender arm poked out from the rubble, and the surrounding rubble was easily crushed like tofu.

Then, a bloody smell spread, completely covering up the sanctity of the Golden Journey spell. Even standing far away, Fremont could smell the strong smell of blood.

The corpses around began to be attracted, and some energy substances in the body began to leave the body and gather towards the white and tender arm.

"Is this... a Wendigo cannibalism spell? Is she a half-blood? No, no, no... No, she's a Hippogriff."

This strange scene overturned Flemont's cognition. He changed his previous nonsensical attitude and turned to look at Ermengarde beside him.

"How many Wendigos are still alive?"

"The Wendigo Royal Court migrated to Ursus two hundred years ago. At that time, there was only one pure-blooded Wendigo left. If he were dead now, the Wendigo Royal Court would be declared extinct."

"No, no, no... Half-bloods can't use cannibalism. These guys are even more stubborn than the old guys in this regard. It seems... my "student" is more..."

“I have connections.”

Hearing this, Ermengarde looked at Flemont strangely and said with a wink.

"Student? I remember she gave you the cold shoulder before. I was watching from the side the whole time, and she didn't even call you old..."

Snapped!

Frémont used physical gag.

Ermengarde was hurt, and the effect was remarkable.

Putting down his raised hand, Frémont looked quietly into the ruins.

As the blood and energy increased, the surrounding gravel began to "tremble", and then exploded with a loud bang, and a strong airflow blew past.

When the dust settled, the place that was just buried by rubble had become an open space, and Talina and others were standing there leisurely.

Looking at Brandt who was gritting his teeth and refusing to give up maintaining the spell even when he was about to faint, Talina looked into the distance in confusion.

That is where the two queens are.

Talina wasn't narcissistic enough to think that Brent was there to save her. The only person here who could possibly be in Brent's good graces...

Talina looked at Viviana who was supporting Kela.

"Brent... heh..."

Kola, who was almost unconscious, saw Brandt kneeling in the ruins and sneered.

But Talina no longer cared about these things, because the momentum of her breaking out of the ground was too powerful, and most people had already noticed her.

The eyes of the people around were focused on Kela. For a moment, the Voice of the Queen and the remnants of the Witch King were strangely standing in the same camp.

In the eyes of the Queen's Voice, Viviana, who was supporting Kela, had an ambiguous attitude and might have already defected to the remnants of the Witch King. In such a dangerous situation, they would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

But the situation on the part of the remnants of the Witch King was completely different. They believed that Kela was being coerced and their chief was captured alive and held hostage.

For a moment, overwhelming spells were thrown here.

Volume 8: Chapter 61: So-called Satisfaction

"I***!"

Although Talina, who had just been unearthed, had not yet figured out the situation, she could clearly see the trajectory of these spells. She immediately cursed and supported the sky with her hands.

Her mind kept recalling the cannibalism spell that Bozhukas had cast, and according to the guidance of the blood, Talina successfully gathered the "life" she had just absorbed to the top of her head.

A dim blood-red barrier bloomed above their heads, blocking the oncoming torrent of spells.

But she acted in a hurry after all, and after blocking the first wave, cracks began to appear on the barrier.

Having got a chance to catch her breath, Talina didn't hesitate too much. She pulled Maria and Viviana and prepared to run away.