The Armored Python was soon blasted into pieces.
The soldiers in the Imperial Capital were dumbfounded.
Previously, there were only nearly a hundred Frost Giants, and they had almost broken through the western city gate. Now, there were so many giants in front of him…
They began to tremble.
They could only draw their bows and arrows, but no one dared to attack.
At this moment, they remembered the prince.
At this moment, the mobs who were preparing to attack the city gate finally regained their memories. They finally remembered who had repelled these giants.
If not for the Seventh Prince, would the Imperial City have been able to hold on?
Could they survive?
How could they shout, " The Seventh Prince is cruel and heartless, disobeying the imperial edict " and " So what if the Ninth Princess is kind? "
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Xia Ji walked to the corpse of the man in black and pulled out his halberd.
