Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Although the messenger's move seemed easy, what she wanted to control was a large group of beings of similar level to herself.

So after she blew out this breath, her body inevitably shook due to the large amount of magic power consumed in a short period of time.

"careful!"

A Xibao, who was standing by, was a considerate and gentle man, so he quickly stepped forward to help her.

Unfortunately, she didn't appreciate it. Not only did she cleverly avoid his hands, she also waved them away like she was chasing away a fly.

"I'm fine, let's go!"

Asibao, who had never been rejected by the opposite sex since he was a child, felt very hurt, but he did not dwell on it and quickly followed her away.

A large field of small mushrooms that can produce thick smoke, and a special medicine that can reattach the legs and temporarily restore their use...

With the help of the messenger, after a long journey of bad luck, Axibao finally received some good news.

After another desperate escape, I saw the end of this damn forest.

"Damn it, damn..."

He uttered a series of curse words in a daze, and was already a little unconscious, so he could be said to have crawled back to the king's tent.

As a result, before he had time to report the battle situation to his shocked father, he vaguely heard some unusual noises.

"Ok?"

At first he thought it was an auditory hallucination due to his injury, until he saw the National Master and the "good brother" raised their heads at the same time.

"Heaven!"

Friends who have played "Civilization 6" know that the earliest flying unit, the biplane, can be manufactured in the "modern" era.

Well, since players’ technology has now reached the “atomic age” and they have even driven doomsday mechas in advance, how is it possible that there are no flying units?

So after this fierce battle that lasted the entire night, the final show of this million-level carnival was a massive bombing performed by the air forces of many countries.

Stuka, B-29, Tu-4, H-6...

Accompanied by a large number of fighter planes, a large number of World War II and post-war bombers flew from the Savage Plains to the sky above the Royal Court Army camp in the gradually brightening sky.

The orcs had no time to fight back, and they didn't even have time to find suitable cover. They saw one thing after another, unknown thing, falling around them with a piercing and terrifying scream.

From then on, there was a legend of the "Sky Death God" in the vast wasteland.

But the players don’t know the specific effect of this bombing, because after seeing the Wolf Prince successfully escape, all the masters who were chasing him retreated.

There was no way. According to the investigation of the intelligence department, the Wolf King brought at least five level 70 masters with him. Even if they successfully crippled two and a half of them, there were still two and a half in their base camp.

Moreover, the Muscle Demon God and the Eight-tailed Fox, the two monsters transformed from the King of Beasts, are indeed a bit too arrogant. If they don't return to defend quickly, the players left in the city might lose 70,000 to 80,000 of their numbers.

But no matter what, the player wiped out the main force of the Royal Court Army of 150,000 with "zero" casualties, and also captured two demon kings. It was a foregone conclusion that the outcome would be decided in one battle.

What needs to be done next is to proceed step by step and quickly digest the gains from this battle. At the very least, these five cities must be rebuilt, and then we can counterattack the wasteland depending on the situation.

But the players were leisurely and the lively discussions lasted until the next day, while in the grassland king's tent, the atmosphere had fallen to its lowest point.

When he first went to war, the Wolf King brought with him five generals, 200,000 armored soldiers, and a logistics force that was said to be a million strong, and he led the army in person.

In his plan, it would be no difficulty to defeat Manyuan in this battle. After all, the enemy was just a group of upright monkeys, and he had given it his all.

Therefore, he brought so many people with him, actually his main worry was whether the Duke of Jueqiao further north would respond with pressure, take the initiative and intervene in the affairs of the Wild Plains in advance.

Who knew that he would lose so much money just after arriving in Manyuan, not to mention wasting half a month, and losing 170,000 soldiers, two beast kings, and even his son was beaten like a grandson by others. He is now lying on the ground without even a groan.

However, although the Wolf King did lose badly this time, the last point still needs to be clarified.

By the end of the fight, his beloved son had only a broken leg. Although seriously injured, he was definitely more lively than he is now.

There were two main reasons why he fainted completely after listening to the continuous artillery bombardment of the Pioneers.

One reason is fear. There is no way around it. That's how the Stuka is. The damage it causes may not be the highest among the bomber formations in the air, but the noise it makes is definitely the loudest.

Another reason was the "special medicine" that the messenger gave him, as well as the hallucinogenic spores that mixed several effects.

All medicines are poisonous, and the messenger is not Ji Ming, who has the spirit gathering liquid with almost no side effects to provide people with massive life energy.

Her so-called miracle medicine actually squeezes out Asibao's potential and lifespan, eating up the food for the next year.

It's just like drinking a few boxes of Red Bull. Once the stimulating effect wears off, you will immediately turn into a thin dog.

"Ah this."

As a father, the Wolf King must be worried about his son, so he asked the National Master to come quickly to help and see what the current situation of Asibao is.

As a result, after investigating for a while, Wendigo just shook his head and said nothing. The big deer head under the black robe kept looking at the people around him.

Isn't this just a pure attempt to mess with Lao Deng's mentality? He Chi had no choice but to persuade him kindly.

After driving out the Deep Forest Messenger who was eager to eat melons and all the wolf guards from the king's tent, he approached the Wendigo and whispered.

"what happened?"

The Wendigo sighed.

"Your Majesty, the prince has consumed too much energy in this battle, and I'm afraid his body can't hold on!"

He passed by Asibao who was lying on the bed and pointed at the prince's wolf-like face as white as gold paper with the stick in his hand.

"In my opinion, it may take a year of recuperation... no, two years, or even three years, before you can recover!"

"What!?"

The Wolf King had already staggered back to sit on the throne, but when he heard this, he was so angry that he slapped the armrest.

"The war is urgent. Now is the time when I need him. How can he be recuperated for three years?!"

However, he was anxious, but the old sheep head was not.

The Wendigo even turned around deliberately, put on an expression that said "Oh, this is so embarrassing", and continued to pretend to be dumb.

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But who was it that caused him to make a mistake in operation? Not only did he suffer a huge defeat, but he also almost lost his son.

We are partners and there is actually no clear superior-subordinate relationship. Now he is asking for help, so he can only continue to lower his posture.

"Master, just tell me, is there any faster way?

He concealed the cold light in his eyes and sighed very loudly on purpose.

"I need my son now, Imperial Master. I want him to wake up and talk to me right now!"

As a result, the old sheep's head is still twisting.

"Your Majesty, I do have a method, but this method... is not the way for a minister."

Still pretending! Still pretending!

"What is the way of a minister?"

The wolf king became furious and stood up suddenly.

"The duty of a minister is to share the worries of the king! So just say it, the king can afford it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will tell you straight away... Your Majesty, do you still remember what you asked me at the beginning?"

The wolf king's heart immediately trembled, and even the words that came out of his throat trembled slightly.

"You're talking about... the matter of usurping the body."

Although the Wolf King usually looks calm and unconcerned, he even looks quite elegant and bookish.

But a wolf is a wolf. In his eyes, the most perfect image of himself should be like his son, good at fighting and as fierce as a wolf or a tiger!

As for his current gentle and elegant demeanor...it was just him forcing himself to make amends and maintain his aura as a monarch.

After all, he couldn't tell his tribesmen that he was a small-time uncle with terrible talent who couldn't even break through to level 40.

"You curse again!"

Therefore, the Wolf King would literally raise a tiger to harm himself. Not only did he raise Mandulatu, the son of his enemy, to such a big age, but he also generously fed him experience.

In fact, it was because He Chi Na had a dream that had been born since childhood - he could replace him!

In the past, it was his father who was level 50, then it was his brother who was level 60, and now it is this Frost Forest White Tiger in front of him!

Just think about it, if you could become him, not only would you have golden blood and a legitimate throne, but you would also have a body that is so powerful that it is unmatched!

Oh my god, three wishes, all granted at once! How can such a good thing happen?

I am such a dreamer! (Thumbs up)

And after a long search, he finally found this method, which really allowed him to obtain someone else's body without any harm.

But the method that Wendigo found for him was so evil that if it got out to others, he would be criticized to death by everyone in the world.

In short, he can usurp the throne, but he cannot do so at will. He can only usurp the body of someone who is related to him by blood.

In other words, his immediate family - brothers and sisters, as well as parents and children.

The wolf king was filled with grief and anger, and roared without any grace.

"Master, I admit that I have many children, but this is my most beloved and most talented son! I plan to hand over my throne to him after a hundred years!"

"He is so smart and filial. No matter what he does, he never contradicts me. As his father, how can I..."

However, as we all know, "no" is just one word.

If he really wanted to express this, he wouldn't have needed to say so much.

Humph, hypocrite!

Fortunately, the Wendigo has no face, otherwise he would not be able to hide the contempt on his face.

But apart from this, he also felt a little secretly happy that he was about to succeed.

So he did not rush to persuade the wolf king, but pretended to be deaf and dumb and waited quietly for a while.

When the Wolf King really couldn't say anything to refuse, he condescended and lowered his body to give him a way out.

"Your Majesty, our cause is at a critical juncture now. If you continue to hesitate, we will most likely lose everything!"

"Your Majesty, be decisive. I believe His Royal Highness will definitely forgive you!"

"His Majesty!"

……

"You! You traitor!"

Unexpectedly, the wolf king suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide open, and pointed fiercely at his big deer head.

In the past, the Wendigo would have immediately knelt down and saluted to show weakness.

But now, he knew he had won.

Sure enough, the wolf king covered his face tightly in the next second, shed two lines of hot tears, and howled.

"You...you really...have caused me so much trouble!"

There are no surprises, no twists and turns, no tear-jerking scenes of life and death, and no thought-provoking or deafening moments.

Ashbo knew nothing and was taken to the Shadow Altar by the Wendigo while he was unconscious, and the sacrifice ceremony began.

After consuming a large amount of high-purity magic crystals, hundreds of lives, and performing an extremely complicated prayer ceremony, the Soul Bridge was finally built.

"Your Majesty, please!"

He China did not hesitate any longer and lay directly on another bed parallel to his son, watching the national teacher insert the refined gold dagger into his chest.

When a person dies, his soul immediately floats away, drawn by the laws of the world to go outside the world and join the cycle of reincarnation in the multiverse.

But the Wendigo was quick-witted and quick-handed. He immediately captured it with a huge amount of shadow power and put it into the place called Soul Bridge, which was actually like a big funnel.

As for the wolf king's body, it was thrown into the furnace by the little lich Martha who was performing the ceremony together, and was roasted like a whole lamb.

But she did not control the temperature. Instead, she channeled her magic power to increase the intensity. So under the raging fire, the wolf king soon turned into a handful of ash.

After all of them were taken out, they were mixed with other magic items including the Cyclops' tears, the crystal core of the fire element, and other magic props, and rolled into a mud ball.

Then he forced open Asibao's mouth, stuffed the meatballs that tasted like his father into his mouth, and poked a willow stick directly into his stomach.

The little lich certainly did this not for a show effect, but to "cheat" the wolf king's soul and regard Asibao's body as his own.

Therefore, the soul of the Wolf King, which was still hesitating on the Soul Bridge, immediately found its direction, and following the guidance of the funnel, rushed towards the soul of Axibao.

But the old Deng is definitely no match for the new Deng, so in order to help the Wolf King win this crucial battle, the Wendigo and the little lich are busy again.

Feed medicine, cast spells, and even provide assistance from outside the field, using a huge amount of shadow power to directly impact Asibao's soul.

After exhausting all methods, the useless Lao Deng finally succeeded in usurping the throne and squeezed his son's soul out of his body.

The unfortunate soul of Asibao took the place of his father, and with a sorrowful and indignant cry of "There's death!", he floated away to the cycle of reincarnation.

After finishing all this, even though these two skeletons, one big and one small, felt sweat on their foreheads and were exhausted.

I kept wondering how the Magic Emperor of that time could have done it. He could even take away the body of the Sixth Princess who was protected by magical fairies. It was too cruel.