Chapter 465 The Immortal

A voice filled with the majesty of a king suddenly sounded in Su Hao's mind.

"True Brave Su Hao... do you need me to ask the ghost horse and snowstorm horse to help you?"

There was no doubt that this was the voice of the Rape Crown King. When Su Hao heard that He was willing to send the Snow Horse and the Spirit Horse to help him, his first reaction was a bit shocked.

The King of the Lotus Crown was a man who chose to forgive the betrayal of his followers. Su Hao was grateful that he did not stop him from dealing with the troops of the Ice King City. How could he be willing to send two divine horses to help?

As if he knew what Su Hao was thinking, King Leiguan, who was sitting on the throne in the Crown Temple, looked at each other with Reshiram's spiritual body beside him, and chuckled: "Reshiram is right, I do care about those people." The traitor is too generous."

"I can let the Snowstorm Horse and Ghost Horse help you suppress the traitors, but please don't kill the ignorant ordinary soldiers."

"No problem." Su Hao did not hesitate. He originally wanted to avoid harming the lives of the people at the bottom as much as possible.

Originally, facing the army of Warcraft, he could only abandon some of his men to save the others in the city, but with the addition of two legendary fighters, he had a hundred ways to restrict the actions of his soldiers and defeat the army of Warcraft without harming their lives.

The moment Su Hao agreed, two divine horses leaped out of the Crown Temple, stepped on the void, and flew to Su Hao's side.

Although the Snowstorm Horse and Ghost Horse were somewhat unwilling to obey the commands of humans, King Lei Guan was entrusted to them. For the sake of their overly kind king, they had no choice but to suffer.

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In the camp, even the tents that were hastily built still maintained the usual luxurious style of the Ice Palace.

The girls in the center were dancing in a way that made the blood of all the men present boil. These people were all the Ice King's concubines.

According to the possessiveness of a king, they should have stayed at home and not even show up in front of other men. But in fact, there were not only dancing concubines, but also many concubines serving the burly beast masters.

Beside the few female beast masters, there were also gentle and handsome men who were flirting with them.

What a decadent place, filled with the most primitive desires.

Those who could toast and exchange cups in this tent were undoubtedly the Ice King's confidants. In order to ensure that his power was infallible, he could share her with his subjects, even though she was just his concubine.

Sitting in the first seat, with an old yet deep gaze and dressed in gorgeous clothes, he looks like a young man in his twenties. That's what the Ice King thought.

At this time, the scout suddenly came to report, interrupting the beautiful scene of the wine pool and meat forest.

After hearing the report, the Ice King's deep eyes changed, his expression showed obvious anger, he picked up the wine bowl on the table in front of him and slammed it to the ground.

For a moment, the entire banquet fell silent. The dancing concubines stopped, and the beast masters dared not speak anymore, and even moved a little further away from the women beside them.

Although the Ice King usually treats them kindly, this lord is a very decisive and ruthless person, and no one dares to offend him.

The Ice King propped his head up, looked around at the beast masters present, and said indifferently, "Who among you has a way to attack?"

Everyone looked at each other and saw obvious lack of confidence and retreat in each other's eyes.

Just kidding, they don't know anything except talking about love with men/women. Faced with such brave generals, no one wants to be the first to stand out.

In the Ice King's city, which has almost no external enemies, the Warcraft envoys and even the Ice King live luxuriously by relying on the huge taxes paid by the people at the bottom. To suppress the people, they only need to rely on Warcraft. In fact, they don't even leave the city very much.

The beast masters are very self-aware. Instead of relying on a bunch of good-for-nothings like them, it would be better for the Ice King to lead the army himself.

The intelligence reported by the scouts was very simple. Thousands of Warcraft troops in front were all wiped out. The soldiers were in a frozen state without exception. They were piled high on the long steps of the Holy Mountain.

The Ice King looked at the group of hedonists below who had no intention of fighting, and knew that he seemed to be unable to count on them.

Feeling the various negative emotions in the tent again, the Ice King sighed, slowly stood up under the puzzled gazes of the beast masters and concubines, and walked out of the tent barefoot without looking around.

The moment he left the tent, an extremely deep blood-red shadow began to spread from his shadow to the inside of the tent. After a chilling scream, the tent became quiet.

And all this happened without the guard at the door hearing a single sound.

The Ice King naturally stretched lazily with a look of comfort on his face.

Sure enough, whether hundreds of years ago or today, the negative emotions provided by humans, and even the negative emotions themselves, are delicious.

The Ice King coldly ordered to the Warcraft user waiting outside: "Gather all the troops and Warcraft responsible for defending the city."

"...King, if you do this, if there is a monster attacking the city outside the city...!"

A female Beastmaster with pigtails who had just become a Beastmaster and still retained her original intention as a commoner had a worried look on her face and wanted to try to give some advice.

Unexpectedly, under the sympathetic gazes of the surrounding Beast Masters, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from nowhere and passed by the female Beast Master with pigtails at an extremely fast speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and even the Beasts around her did not react.

pat.

The sound of the head falling to the ground was so clear that none of the Warcraft users dared to say anything and ran directly to mobilize all the remaining troops of the Ice King City.

After they left, the Ice King looked at the long staircase that stretched to the sky with a deep gaze that seemed to absorb all light, and murmured to himself: "The time for His death is obviously very close, why did something unexpected happen?"

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In the distance of the Ice King City, under an iceberg that looked somewhat strange in shape, a pair of pupil-less golden dragon eyes seemed to sense something and opened quickly.

He opened his jaw, and a cold air that seemed to be able to freeze time and space filled the air. He looked up at the huge mountain made of fertile power that sealed him, and the evil dragon sighed humanely.

"Silly X, you are cheating and counting money for others. Now you are about to die. That ghost can't help but show off."

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Cang Xiang's weapons arsenal