Chapter 16 Gulugulu.

"Dick, what are you doing!" The Queen's calm voice swayed the panic air.

Dick didn't say a word, but just stood quietly, lowered his head slightly, and closed his eyes.

Another young nobleman wanted to show himself in front of the queen and rushed towards Dick;

Although Weil and Arje tried hard to stop the guard from entering outside the palace, Prince James had many extraordinary guards.

Some of the guards holding weapons quickly reacted and understood that Dick's target was probably Brownie, so they decided to take action first and rushed towards Dick.

"Her Majesty, your health is important, I forgive you for offending me."

Kerby resisted despite the Queen's struggle, grabbed her arm with both hands, pulled her aside, and looked at Dick, who was still moving, with some concern.

Dick remained motionless, and when the guards approached, he suddenly tilted his head and his eyes suddenly opened.

When the people around saw Dick's appearance at this time, they felt that the temperature of the palace had dropped by three degrees, and their legs seemed to be frozen.

The young nobleman's fist clenched his movements suddenly stopped, stopped in place, trembling endlessly.

At this time, Dick's eyes turned red like blood jade, and thick blood-colored fog continued to overflow from the corners of his eyes like flowing silk, and the hot magma in his pupils was surging.

His smile grinned freely into his ear holes, and his obviously opened lips revealed two-row, sharp and sharp teeth like wild animals - Crazy Blood has been activated.

When his blood-red eyes glanced at the young nobleman, the man's legs became weak and suddenly collapsed on the ground, and his silk trousers were slowly oozing out of dark water stains.

Fortunately, Dick didn't take him to heart. He turned around and laughed madly at the guards who were still running towards him.

When a guard's long sword was about to fall into his body, he exerted force suddenly, and his body dodged to the right effortlessly, and easily dodged the attack.

Dick turned into a bloody afterimage and moved around in the guard room. The screams of the torn air and the muffled sound of the broken bones were playing the symphony of death.

There were only fragmented images left on everyone's retina, like torn film.

The warlock Weigo, who had always seemed extremely relaxed in the distance, narrowed his slender eyes and stared at Dick's figure. If someone paid close attention to his eyes at this time, he would find that Weigo's eyes were trembling quickly.

He was observing Dick's movements.

He can capture Dick's movements.

But after only three breaths, Weigo shook his head helplessly, and slowly took out the golden handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe away the two warmth coming out of his nose, and sighed:

"It's too fast, it's too fast. I'm not as good as him in this kind of close combat!"

Then his expression became more interested and he whispered to himself: "If the future plan can win over the new leader of the Demon Hunter Cult, then..."

The sound is so thin that it is inaudible.

At this time, the originally confident guards in the center of the battlefield were falling down one after another. They either had their chests collapsed or their skulls were overturned, and the dull "bang bang" sounded endlessly.

After everything was settled, Dick looked at the fallen guard, his legs suddenly jumped hard, his fists remained in a giant state, and in the blink of an eye he jumped not far in front of Brownie.

Brownie shouted at the top of his lungs, "He is also a human being! He will die if he is a human being. Shoot the arrow! Damn the miscellaneous guys, shoot the arrow quickly!"

"Bless the heroic spirits of our ancestors!"

The remaining five guards shouted, and tried hard to stabilize their trembling hands, and they all took out crossbows to start shooting. At this time, they no longer cared about whether they would hurt the innocent.

Dick did not dodge, and his huge hands stretched out ten fingers at the same time, and a cone airflow instantly appeared on each fingertip. ——The soul shock wave is activated.

The conical airflow bursting out from the ten fingers was divided into two waves, and five silver lights accurately cut off the flight trajectory of the crossbow arrows, and the remaining five...

It was like a poisonous snake looking for the hole and drilling into the guards' pupils that expanded due to fear.

The guards threw down the short crossbow in pain, covering the injured area with both hands, and while preventing the overflow of blood from the eyes, they futilely blocked the damage of the mental shock wave to the brain, and kept wailing.

Dick moved towards Brownie again, and on this short journey, he kicked it out casually.

These hundreds of pounds of bodies were thrown into the air like rag dolls, smashing the glazed fragments that splashed when they were stained with painted glass, turning into an eternal bloody rainbow in the halo of chandelier.

Then he stood still in front of Brownie.

"Dick, what do you...what do you want to do? I'm the royal bloodline!"

Brownie looked at the pale reflection in Dick's pupils - it was not a human eye at all, it was clearly a blood moon that devoured the starry sky.

James staggered and opened his arms, the front of the dress embroidered with gold thread was soaked in cold sweat.

The prince, who had only held the sword a few times, shook like a hen protecting his cub, and sweat kept spilling out of his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

Despite trying to maintain his dignity as a royal family, his trembling body and his violently beating heart were telling him:

The new leader of the Witch Hunter Cult in front of him is an extremely dangerous person. He will not easily compromise because of his royal identity.

However, behind him is his favorite son, how could he easily get out of the way?

"Hahaha."

Dick stared at James and let out another creepy laughter, his giant right palm slowly lifted up.

"No! Dick!" The queen's scream of horror came from afar.

Dick beat his body slightly, but he was just a beat, and he still threw his slap forward.

When this basin-sized slap hit the prince's cheek, the huge force made him roll out to the other side in an instant. After knocking down two tables and several chairs, he rolled to the ground. He was in pain. Struggling.

Dick looked at Brownie again, and he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction as he looked at Brownie whose pupils were dilated and shrinking from fear, and almost shrunk into a needle hole.

Yu Guang caught another glimpse of the palace door being completely pushed open by the guards outside, and several guards holding spears had surrounded Weir's master and apprentice.

Behind the spear guard were dozens of soldiers holding crossbows.

The group of soldiers saw Dick's eyes swept over like a demon, and the weapons in his hands couldn't help but tremble, and they didn't dare to move any more.

Fortunately, the demon's peeping turned to Brownie again.

His voice was full of sarcasm: "I originally wanted to play for a while, but now it seems that I have to hurry up."

Brownie's face turned blue, and at this moment he felt endless regret, regretting that he shouldn't have bullied the Demon Hunter Cult so unscrupulously, and regretted that he had done so many things that harmed others in order to be willing to do for the moment.

I regret why I still let others know when doing those things.

Next time, it should be more secret.

He inexplicably remembered a winter a few years ago when he stepped on a civilian who robbed his butter bread from hunger and said arrogantly:

"Even if I am Prince James' illegitimate son, you can't offend me."

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he said with a groaning, "I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong, I apologize to you."

Dick's huge right palm stagnated in the air, "Oh" with interest, then shook his head gently,

"You don't know you're wrong, you never feel you're wrong, you just know you're dying."

After saying that, the slap of his right hand waved out of the air with a sharp wailing sound.

This time, he did not use only 20% of his strength like he did when dealing with Prince James, but he used all his strength.

There was a loud "pop" sound, and the huge bronze slap was falling on Brownie's left cheek.

The inertia generated by this powerful force made Brownie's head rotate clockwise for two weeks before completing the torque movement.

Everyone heard the crisp sound of the branches being violently twisted, and the ripe fruits were fragrant with an attractive fragrance... and they naturally returned to the embrace of the earth.

"Gulugulu."

Prince James, who had just barely got up and his cheeks were completely swollen, stared at his head under his feet in disbelief:

His own son Brownie still had the expression on his face as before his death.

The bloody hole-like eyes were filled with fear, and the corners of the mouth with bleeding beads were frozen with regret.