Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Poor Honoria, who was stripped of her only clothes by the tauren, the princess encouraged to resist the monsters' atrocities, but all she got was a mocking laugh.

The old tauren took out a second piece of rough hemp rope, tied a dead knot on her slender ankle, found a sturdy branch, tossed it lightly, pulled it hard, and directly knocked Honoria down. Hanging in the air, she violently twisted her graceful body, not like a noble princess, but like a fluttering loach. .

Immediately afterwards. The tauren took out the rough bronze knives and prepared to bleed the delicacy in front of them like a pig. The bronze machete was raised high and slammed into Honoria’s abdomen, preparing to let out blood, but they were cast in a pair of amethysts. On the dragon's wings, bursts of sparks were cut out.

"Hey? We tied her hands and feet, and blocked her mouth. Can this kid still cast spells?"

The one-armed bull head said annoyedly.

"That is the wings of refuge, the second-ring spell dedicated to warlocks can be used in an instant to resist an attack by the master."

The more experienced old tauren stroked his beard under his lips.

"Keep slashing! This spell can only take effect once every six seconds. You can slash twice within six seconds! I don't believe this little girl, and how many second-ring arcane arts can be used."

"That's it."

The one-armed tauren suddenly realized, and fiercely raised the big knife in her hand. This time, Honoria closed her eyes in despair-her mana had been exhausted, and there was no way to block the opponent's butcher knife.

However, as expected, the fatal pain of the blade tearing the flesh and blood did not come, but the twisted and chaotic death heat waves, like a tide, slapped his cheeks.

The princess opened the beautiful eyes filled with tears in doubt, but found that a tall pale white horse covered in mithril chain armor, like a **** descending to the world, stepping on the four-colored magic fire from a distance Coming, two fierce tauren were already in the horrible evil flame, and disappeared in smoke.

"I have already said that the tauren has a tradition of eating human children, your honorable princess."

Painhurs took out a dagger, cut the rope, gently hugged Honoria in his arms, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and took out his spare leather jacket by the way, and put it on her. On the inch of the body, by the way, he whispered in his heart.

"I didn't see it in the padded jacket before, this little girl is quite predictable."

Honoria was really terrified this time. She wasn't uninvolved in the political conspiracy and kidnapping of the Roman court, but those people regarded herself as a bargaining chip.

Although it is terrible to be kidnapped by the white horse, the other party is at least a communicable type, and he can see from his golden pupils that the other party regards himself as some kind of rare and valuable item.

However, among the beast eyes of these tauren, she can only see bloodthirsty and killing. The other party does not know any Caesar or princess, and only treats herself as a piece of delicacy to her lips, which is beyond her own worldview. His cognitive structure, and the helplessness and fear of being hung upside down on a tree, like a lamb to be slaughtered, made the princess like a wounded cat, curled tightly in the arms of the white horse, and sobbed quietly.

Compared with the tauren, the white horse's generous embrace is simply a paradise for shelter.

"Okay, okay, don't run around next time. Fortunately, I found you this time. Next time I run around, what I will return to your father may be the excrement of some monsters. Stay beside me. It's absolutely safe here."

Seeing the girl in his arms nodded weakly, Painhurs didn't care about her either, and went back and forth through the complex woodland like a gust of wind, returning to the original camp, and by the way healed her with the magic of chaos. Small scars cut by thorns and stones.

Two or three pieces of naan bread, a salted fish, a large bowl of fish soup, dozens of slices of smoked horse intestines, plus preserved fruits, and a large glass of mare kumiss. This is today’s lunch. Although Ning is a zombie that doesn’t need to eat, However, she stubbornly believes that she is no different from other people. The behemoth of more than six hundred tons should also eat according to the standards of humans and horses.

The eldest princess has recovered from the panic just now, and has assumed a dignified and elegant posture again. Even when she is eating, her movements are very elegant, like some kind of gorgeous dance. She sips and sips the tribal food that she has never eaten. , The dark purple pupils, which are almost black, suddenly light up. The food of these centaur monsters is not as difficult to swallow as imagined. It even has a special flavor, especially the peculiar spicy feeling that makes the people’s tongue hurt. But I can't stop.

After a simple lunch, Painhurs acted immediately and turned into a loli form that is more convenient to sneak into. With the help of advanced invisibility, the group bypassed several tauren sentinels and entered easily. Their holy mountain, and on the top of the mountain, an evil magic circle built with blood and corpses, easily picked up the huge skull of Minotaur.

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At the same time, Bator’s Nine Prisons·Bronze Fortress

"Moo!!!"

A bull-headed giant exuding death malice, on the battlefield of **** battles, uttered a sky-shattering roar, but this horrible roar that was enough to shred mortal flesh and blood was like a drop of water falling into the sea. Half a wave.

This unprecedented huge battlefield was completely filled with the Barto Devil, the Abyss Demon, and the inexplicable Chaos Army. He looked around and found that the three-way twisted and deformed huge army stretched to the end of his field of vision, no matter where he looked. They are all **** battlefields that can't be seen at a glance.

Countless flying monsters catch and fight in the clouds. Their wings cover the sky, their roars are like thunder, and their blood and corpses are like a downpour, washing and baptizing the entire frenzied killing feast.

The tauren bent his huge spine and charged forward like a meteor. In the middle of the dense battlefield, he forcibly tore a death gully full of blood and corpses. Countless soldiers were like light and fragile objects. He hit the high sky above.

A pair of sharp horns, more like two slender riding spears, tore directly through the chest of a terrifying monster, but when the opponent was dying, he still uttered an incredible roar, with the battle axe in his hand, An indelible scar of blood was left on the chest of the tauren.

"Moo!!!"

The bull head straightened his spine, his extremely developed neck muscles violently flicked, and with his horns, he lifted the big demon corpse as huge as himself high, demonstrating his incomparable strength to everyone.

However, in the distance, a two-winged bird demon, under the cover of the flame demon covering the mountains and plains, directly struck him with a psychic lightning, knocked it over and knocked it to the ground. Had it not been for a deep fiend who had blocked a second bucket of silver lightning for him, I am afraid that the tauren would have been fierce at this moment.

"Damn psionicist!"

The tauren tore to pieces, threw away the big demon corpse on the horns, and was about to launch a second attack, but his pupils shrank suddenly to the size of a needle!

"Damn! Someone moved the beacon I placed on Crete! I'm leaving for a while! Come back soon!"

"Do you have any beacons that you care about placing in the mortal world?! West! Chaos has rushed up from the west!!!"

The infernal fiend uttered a roar, and he waved his hand, four flaming meteors filled with dead magma on the surface, roaring torn the chaotic cloud layer, and the flying battlefield, accompanied by thousands of people burned alive. The poor Fei Demon whizzed down from the sky and hit the two on the west side! The terrifying explosive shock wave, entrained in lethal molten splatter everywhere, permanently changed the landscape of the battlefield.

However, under such a terrifying bombardment, the heart-pounding dark green still could not be completely burned. Thousands of bloated and rotting corpses of nurture, led by a huge mountain of meat, slowly, But firmly compressing the western front of the devils, their intestines dragged on the ground, their weapons are all sorts of weird, even more weird, whether they are fighting, marching, or dying, the faces of all the soldiers of this plague demon army , All with a frightening smile.

"If you can't block these chaotic things here, our homes will fall! Are you still in the mood to take care of the mortal world?"

The deep fiend roared, his wings spread, and he rushed to the west without hesitation. Among the dark green army, bursts of gorgeous and beautiful flame clouds, the tauren's eyes flickered, and his expression was fierce, thinking about it. After a while, he couldn't help screaming, but he still pointed a pair of invincible terrifying horns at the huge Roshan in the distance.

At the same time, at the top of the sky, the initial fissure once again shone with purple light, a human upper body, a viper lower body, dragon bat wings and six arms, and at the same time, it is equipped with gorgeous purple and gold armor. The evil evil demon also joined this carnival feast with a grinning smile...

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With almost no effort, Painhes, who had wrapped the Minotaurnos skull, rode on Ning and left Crete and headed straight for Egypt. The princess, who was fed and drunk, seemed to be scared by the tauren. Broken, he was curled up in Painhurs' arms at the moment, seeing this as a gentle and safe harbor, and fell asleep quietly.

I don't know how long it has been flying, the outline of the African continent has appeared at the end of the white horse's field of vision. A warm and soft morning light splashed her brilliant golden light on every corner of that magnificent city. The most eye-catching thing is on the island of Faros, on the huge white tower 135 meters high and stacked on three floors.

The magnificent white pagoda has a solid base made of marble on the bottom two floors. All kinds of alien slaves are carved on the surface. The chains on their necks stretched all the way up, and were firmly grasped in their left hand by the third floor of the White Tower, a huge statue of ingenious workmanship.

That huge sculpture is the spider goddess worshipped by the drow. The lower part of her body is a terrible eight-legged spider, and the upper body is a naked, so beautiful young woman. Blow-breakable skin, long hair that is as soft as a waterfall, slender and sharp legs of a ferocious spider, and two proudly standing snowy peaks on his chest...Every detail on his body is covered by craftsmen. The carving is vivid.

From this point of view, the hobbies of drow craftsmen are exactly the same as their cousins ​​of high elves.

The deity is covered with delicate and elegant expensive accessories. His left hand is holding thousands of steel chains. And the elegant right hand made of marble holds a gold torch high. Drow spellcasters, shaping a group of never-extinguishing arcane flames, blazing within the golden torch, letting its hot and bright fire light illuminate the nearby sea. Witchcraft apprentices adjust according to the position of the sun, or use black cloth to cover the twelve huge concave mirrors around them, allowing them to reflect the brilliance of the golden sunrise and arcane flames, guiding thousands of ships with different shapes. Huge ships pass through the interior of Egypt's largest port.

Alexandria is now in front of the warchief.

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