Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1750 You have broken your promise

Yelin, the strongest adventurer, one of his outstanding achievements is that he and his teammates used many mysterious and powerful weapons to build a storm-like materialized sword array on the top of Kannak Snow Mountain, smashing the Ice Dragon Scassa.

The ice nightmare that has plagued the Bantu people for hundreds of years has come to an end.

Although the giant frost dragon exuding a cold air is handsome and graceful in appearance, the power it exhibits is enough to make people chill and frighten. It freezes the other giant dragon, Maoletus, in one breath, and lifts up its claws to crush it. It shatters.

They didn't know where the dragon came from, was it the reinforcements from the First Prince's side, or was it passing by by chance.

"It's so similar. Is the fierce beast that brought the empire back from its first defeat, the ice dragon Skasa, is it its descendant?" A middle-aged centurion of the imperial legion was trembling, wanting to pull his legs out. run.

On the one hand, it is psychological fear, and on the other hand, the temperature drops suddenly. The arrival of the ice dragon makes the desert covered with a layer of cold fog, and the armor and weapons of the soldiers condense a layer of frost. trembling.

In the extremely rare embarrassment and defeat in the history of the Delos Empire, the most elite imperial army killed the Bantu people who were caught off guard, and was submerged in the Wannian Snow Mountain by a dragon's breath.

At that time, Leon Hainrich had only been on the throne for three years. He was young, his foundation was unstable, his decision was extremely wrong, and the price was tragic and painful. He was impeached by the nobles and almost caused a mutiny in the army.

It was precisely because of that incident that the empire had a new look and evaluation of the ancient heroes Kazan and Ozma, as well as the dismembered and sealed evil dragon and the Kingdom of Van Ness.

"Heart, where is it?" Xiaobing's huge dragon eyes stared fixedly at the side of the empire, uttering words, his breath whirling the cold wind, majestic and indifferent.

Dragons can be defeated and killed, but they must not be so insulted.

Gravus, the commander of the Imperial Legion with a thin and slender body and a medal on his chest, sent the news to Vetalon with a unique communication magic. A dragon suspected to be the second generation of the ice dragon Scassa appeared and shattered Mauletu Si, forcibly stopped the battlefield, questioned the empire, and begged for his heart.

The answer is to give it, but you can prepare dragon hunting weapons and kill it if you have a chance.

"I have to speed up. If we continue to drag on, there will be problems." Graus murmured, if the empire could not show its transcendent crushing ability, and let a rebellious prince continue to act recklessly, it would be a huge loss for the emperor's prestige. A huge bad influence.

From the perspective of the overall situation, most of the people in the empire still succumbed to the power of the empire. They believed that the anger of the common people was nothing more than grabbing land with their heads.

But as time goes by, there will be more and more civilians who are ideologically awakened, and they will choose the monarch they want instead of continuing to support an emperor with the taint of "genocide".

Even if that person is not the eldest prince, it is even less likely that he is the current emperor.

"This battle must be won, even if there is an ice dragon blocking it."

Graus could foresee the consequences in case of failure on the battlefield, it would be an irreparable shame.

"Sarina, do it!"

After a brief silence, the curtain of the command room moved suddenly, as if someone had walked out, and it seemed like a gust of wind had blown by.

In order to delay the time, the empire agreed to send Mauletus' heart, but said that the heart was fixed in one place, and it would take a long time to move it.

Xiaoice has no interest in the civil strife in the empire. If you want to continue to fight, you can continue to fight, but if it finds a dragon-hunting weapon similar to black arrows and prepares to attack, it doesn't mind turning a city into an ice sculpture.

The dragon wings of the ice-blue crystal spread out, raising fine ice chips all over the sky. Xiaobing's flying posture in the air is very smooth and graceful. If it weren't for the imperial army frozen into ice sculptures on the ground, it would have been born in a snowstorm ice elves.

In Sophie's arms, Astra's dragon eyes are shining brightly, as expected of the dragon she likes, she is so beautiful, if it wasn't for Sophie pinching her neck to keep her from moving, she couldn't wait to soar into the sky, come A dragon's soaring dance, lingering mandarin ducks.

On the side of the eldest prince, the Marquis of Aswan, who had white beard and hair but was hale and vigorous, and could still wear armor, stared deeply at the snow-covered battlefield, and suddenly sighed. His face, which had been marked by time, was a little old and tired.

His daughter is the current Empress Josephine, and his son-in-law is the king of a country. Speaking of which, his own status is already extremely honorable, and he has no reason to raise the banner of resistance with his grandson.

It's just that he feels helpless about the current situation of the Second Territory. He is a good lord, but he is not "loyal" enough now.

The first territory in the south is rich in products, rich in resources, and developed in commerce. Even an ordinary town can have bluestone long roads, red brick and tile houses, and is bright and beautiful.

The nobles were even more extravagant and profligate, showing off their wealth with gold and gems, and publicizing their family heritage with combat slaves.

As for the Second Territory in the Northern Territory, the Grayland Desert alone occupies at least one-fifth of the area, and there are also undulating mountains... resulting in poor products, backward education, and mostly monotonous and simple styles of clothing.

It is no exaggeration to say that the gap between the rich and the poor in the south and the north of the empire, in the most extreme case, is no less than that of the heavenly Ghent and the Lawless Zone.

As the only marquis in the northern part of the empire, the Marquis of Aswan, Leon generously and "filially" handed over all the affairs of the northern part to his father-in-law, and allowed him to own territory and more private troops.

"Although I am old and frail, and occasionally confused, I still remember the bold words you made when you married my daughter. You said that you would change the difference between the north and the south of the empire, and let gold coins flow into the pockets of every citizen. Equality and prosperity... Now you are obsessed with the expansion of the empire's territory, and you broke your promise."

Leon became emperor at the age of 15. In addition to the mysterious prophecy spread by the puppet Alice, the strong support of his prospective father-in-law, Marquis Aswan, is also very important.

Although he and Empress Josephine have a very good relationship now, in fact, the combination of the two was a political marriage.

Boom~boom...!
The deafening explosion revived Marquis Aswan's thoughts, followed by screams of panic and fleeing. The army of the First Prince was attacked by a mysterious and powerful man, and he was a very mysterious and noble magician.

Fist-sized black spheres densely fell from the sky, the sky was dark, like a torrential rain, the explosion of the spheres could easily smash the plate armor with good defense, and bombarded the First Prince's side indiscriminately.

The army's defensive front was turned upside down in an instant, and some long-range magic weapons were also detonated, and the flames shot up tens of feet high.

In the sky on the side of the imperial army, there is a mysterious female magician hovering proudly. She wears a low-key gray long dress with a waist. The skirt hangs down like the wings of a bat. His eyes were dead black.

What's even more frightening is that she looks like a human, but she has a pair of bird-like feet.

With a wave of his hand, he could rain down a rainstorm of energy balls, bombarding thousands of meters away, causing hundreds of casualties in an instant.

An extraordinary test product was accidentally born in the experiment of the Imperial Demon Warrior. Sarina gained the power to control the dark element, easily driven, and able to call out the dense darkness to cover the sun.

Generally speaking, if you endure the irrational collapse of the experiment once, you can gain the ability to use magic. After two or three times, you can greatly increase your own magic power reserve, but the danger is also multiplied. It is easy to become crazy and die, or become into unstable idiots.

The experimental body Sarina forgot that she had already endured several experiments, seven...or eight, she was able to drive a large amount of dark elements, but her reason was pure desire for destruction, she was an unstable magician in the empire weapon.

The eldest prince swung his sword to cut the clouds, and the aura of the sword soared to the sky, tearing apart Salina's body. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, black threads condensed into cocoons, and Salina reappeared elegantly and proudly.

"I am darkness. Where there is light, there must be shadows. I am immortal." The corner of Sarina's black mouth raised a grin. Many experiments have mutated her life form, which is a bit like a legend. Vampires in .

There are legends about demons who like to suck human blood in the continent of Arad, but after investigation and research by the clergy, it was discovered that it was actually a variant of a pretender.

Xiaobing was just a glimpse. The eldest prince tore Sarina's body many times, but she would always be reborn by her in a strange way. She is like a shadow in the sun. No matter how you adjust your posture, the shadow will always follow you .

The morale of the imperial army was greatly boosted. Some war inspectors took advantage of the situation and shouted that the promotion of officials and ranks was just around the corner. It was inspiring, and the army that was intimidated by the ice dragon was ready to move again, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

The Marquis of Aswan could only order to retreat. It just so happened that a violent sandstorm swept across the Grayland Desert, covering the sky with darkness and hiding many corpses under the yellow sand.

The imperial army, who was not familiar with the terrain, could only stop temporarily.

　The second one will be later... ○|￣|_
　　
　
(End of this chapter)