Augustus Under the Horseshoe

"Your Majesty! Your crown is going away!!!"

Da Mu Hu hurled out a dazzling and magnificent flame storm, the terrifying flames of hell, dancing wildly on the sea, and bake the tauren and their ancient boats from the last era into pieces. The pitch-black coke, in the air, exudes a fragrant smell of meat.

Teflin yelled anxiously, but did not receive any response. The King of Kings still fought fiercely with the lord of the legion on the seabed, and he had no time to care for him, so he had to make the final decision by himself.

"The north is Cilicia, the chassis of our Teflin, and all the city fortresses are flying the golden Sphinx flag. Wouldn’t the horses go to seek death? And in the eastern Syria, most of the cities are still in the Roman Empire. Under the control of, if you fly over there, there will be a ray of vitality...Why, why did the Centaur and Horsemen flee to Chiliqia in the north?"

"Da Muhu."

When Teflin was in doubt, the shadow under his feet suddenly boiled. A quiet and graceful shadow dancer, accompanied by the waves of black mud, quietly emerged from the shadow, two machetes, flashing flames and flames, respectively. The deadly color of the ice, under the long lavender hair, above the scarlet and glamorous face, that fascinating and seductive red lips, like poppies, exudes fatal temptation.

"Sorry, the mission failed, and Alar died in battle: the man was extremely good at the spells of the illusion school. He fooled us several times and deceived our sight."

The shadow dancer knelt down in shame, without the cover of the helmet, with a soft, gorgeous long lavender hair, like a beautiful waterfall, across her delicate face, and her graceful body, spreading on the solid deck Above.

"Illusion! That's how it is!"

Da Mu Hu suddenly reacted, clapping his palms fiercely, and the scared Shadow Dancer trembled.

"The ones in the north are bait! The **** centaurs used most of the tribesmen as bait to attract our attention, and then took the opportunity to flee to the safe east with a few cronies! Demons! Go after those people! Right now!"

Under Da Muhu's order, the Demon of the fifth team, who had also run out of arrows, fluttered the fleshy wings behind them, and flew to the east with howling.

The demons were scattered into six teams and flew towards the top, bottom, left, and right of the horses. They spent a lot of time and finally achieved a siege in the air, and then screamed and flew to the middle!

Accompanied by distorted light and broken foam, one powerful phantom, like a foam, disappears without a trace before the eyes of the Demon, and at this moment, the northerners have already landed on the shore!

————————————————

At the moment the horse hoof hits the ground, Painhurs let out a comfortable sigh-finally got rid of the swaying deck! The feeling of being down to earth is comfortable.

The howling men and horses also gradually transformed into flesh and blood forms and successfully landed on the coast of Cilicia. However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the densely packed fascinating and demons flapped their wings behind them, fiercely rushing to their direction.

"Magnus! Follow them first! I'll be sure of the direction and find you! I will break it myself."

Painhurs waved his hand and ordered his troops to retreat first. With the eerie undead spell, the warchief once again summoned a wave of fear composed of ghosts and bones, roaring, wailing, roaring, and surrounding. Around his body, surging surging.

The stunners' eyes widened in horror. The pale white horse in the distance did not choose to retreat, but turned into a ghastly monster! The monster had a huge body like a giant, rushing into the sky, disgusting sticky dark green skin, covered with crippling mucus, and a pair of giant dragon wings, with a slight fan, could wind up the tyrannical wind.

The most terrifying thing was his head-it was a giant octopus magnified countless times. I saw this evil beast that appeared out of thin air, uttering a terrifying roar like a landslide!

The terrifying sound waves raised the eight fleshy tentacles that grew on the chin! Exposed the dense, piled up profanity suckers, as well as a huge mouth of the abyss layered on top of each other, full of sharp fangs!

At the same time, a wave of fear constructed by thousands of dead souls was also lifted into the high sky by that huge monster. Countless ghosts and ghosts madly tore every inch of flesh and blood of Demon!

Aura of horror, fear technique, ferocious aura.

Pain Hess planted endless fear in the depths of the devil's soul. Hundreds of great demons dancing in the air were frightened and crushed in an instant!

Seeing that the chasing soldiers fled in fear, the warchief turned around without saying a word, and ran wildly in the direction of his demon pet.

PS: Ask for recommendation, ask for monthly ticket, ask for reward~ Your encouragement is the biggest motivation for the author to update~