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Chapter847 Its green, the ruined king is green(2/2)

"With your talent, one day the holy spear in your hand will be able to cross mountains and rivers and shoot through the sky!"



Hecarim fled in embarrassment to the outskirts of Covert Island, looking back with lingering fear at the arrow that broke through the black mist. If his body hadn't turned into a ghostly shadow and flickered in the black mist, he might not have been alive at this moment.

The soul is scattered.

The feeling of escaping from death made Hecarim gasp for breath. Even when he was fighting those arcane mages on Blessed Light Island, he had never felt such a profound threat of death. Now that he is an immortal soul, he still remains

I can feel the fear that follows me everywhere.

"Who is that person? How can he be so powerful? I can't even catch one of his arrows? How can there be such a terrifying strong man in the material realm?"

A series of questions made Hecarim kick his horse's hooves on the spot, wishing he could immediately find out the details of the enemy and throw the trouble that was ruining his head to Foego. Anyway, it was impossible for him to appear in front of that man again.

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While Hecarim was struggling to organize his excuses, a strange black mist fell from the sky and landed near Hecarim.

The black mist dissipated, and Foego, who was carrying the Sword of the Broken King, and Vigus, who was half asleep and half awake, appeared.

Hecarim quickly stepped forward and knelt down on his front horse's legs. Hecarim's soul fire flickered with his head lowered. Thinking of Foyego's anxious look, Hecarim had an idea in his mind.

"My king, Princess Isulde was snatched away by another man! He did it in front of me...in front of me...wuwuwu..."

Seeing Hecarim's hesitation, Foego became furious.

"Tell me!!! In front of you... what happened to my beloved concubine!!?"

Hecarim said sadly.

"In front of me, the noble princess... raised and lowered her hands..."

"What!!! Who is it! Who dares to blaspheme my lover like this!"

Foego's gray face, which was originally about to ask about the situation of the battle, instantly turned green. The soul-controlling crown on his head emitted a faint green light. The dazzling light cheered up the sleepy Vigus a little.

"My king, please allow your most loyal servant to lead the way."
Chapter completed!
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