Lord of all tribes

Chapter 542

The power possessed by the saints is unimaginable. They can fly in the sky, and they can kill hundreds of miles in an instant.

Although the saints cannot directly confront an elite army of hundreds of thousands by relying on their personal strength, they can rely on their agility to chill the generals and make everyone in this elite army panic.

Subduing the enemy without fighting may be the best means of war.

There are actually more things that need to be experienced above the war. The saints are above the common people. Naturally, the power and strength they possess give them such privileges. Whether we want to believe it or not, we should admit it. The power of the strong in the sanctuary is indeed destructive.

An army without the backing of a saint goes against an army with a saint, as long as there is not much difference in strength between them, the former will naturally be burned and destroyed in the end.

The previous defeat of Hans in the city of Gesdal has already confirmed this point. At that time, Hans was still a half-step Sanctuary powerhouse with good strength, and he was still defeated by one move.

He was about to face the plunder and attack of the powerful countries in the Eastern Region. Although Luo Lin was full of enthusiasm and confidence, he knew what kind of worries were hidden deep in his heart.

At first, whether it was attacking the mighty Aowei Kingdom or the Phillips Beastman Kingdom, although they had a certain disadvantage at the beginning, such disadvantages could be controlled within a certain range.

But it was different now. What Luo Lin was facing was a real and terrifying enemy. Standing in front of such an enemy, Luo Lin felt flustered and upset from the bottom of his heart.

Fortunately, Luo Lin can still control such emotions. Anyone in the Eastern Desolation Territory can be timid in the face of such a situation, but Luo Lin can't. Since he has become the king of the Eastern Desolation Territory, he will shoulder the responsibility of guarding him. The responsibility of the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Everything was preordained from the very beginning, there were no absolute rights and obligations, and there was no enjoyment that did not require payment. Even the emperor still had to follow this rule.

When the real disaster is approaching, only the most honorable emperor can rush to the forefront!
"Carlos should use this gold-level hero advancement card. He is a necromancer. If he succeeds in promotion, it will be of great benefit to us in defending the territory."

Luo Lin said in a deep voice, and glanced at the heroes of the surrounding system who are qualified to use this Golden Hero Advancement Card, and could clearly feel the disappointment on Alva's face, but immediately, such disappointment was relieved substitute.

He does hope to become stronger by using such a hero advancement card, but it is not necessary to use this hero advancement card, he just hopes to become stronger and make more contributions in the upcoming war , to repay Luo Lin's cultivation and kindness, that's all.

In the minds of these heroes of the system, there is only respect and admiration for the Lord, and 100% loyalty. All the behaviors they follow are based on Luo Lin's wishes.

It can be said that from the very beginning, they tied their destiny, achievements, Luo Lin, and this empire firmly together, and they will never be separated again.

Carlos was obviously a little surprised that Rolin forced a precious gold-level hero advancement card into his hand. He had just been promoted to a gold-level hero by using the silver-level hero advancement card, and his own strength also followed the promotion to a gold-level hero. Half-step sanctuary mage.

This was enough for Carlos to be satisfied, and he didn't expect that there were surprises waiting for him ahead.

"My lord, this. I."

From the state of Carlos' hesitation, it can be clearly seen that he is refusing. After all, according to the seniority, this gold-level hero advancement card should not appear in his hand.

"Trust me, this is all for the Empire!"

Luo Lin's eyes showed a fierce look. Time did not allow him to delay any longer. The barrier between the two domains might be broken anytime soon, and six half-step sanctuary experts and a sanctuary were promoted just now. Or, at this moment, it should be the time when the barrier power is weakest.

Seeing the serious expression on Luo Lin's face, Carlos instantly understood. He nodded dully, without saying anything more, with a determined look in his eyes. At this moment, his every move involved the whole of Luo Lin. For the fate of the empire, the power of a saint and a sanctuary mage is really crucial to the future of the entire Luo Lin Empire.

Time is climbing forward bit by bit, and the choice of fate is revealed bit by bit. After countless blows and sufferings, the weak barrier of nothingness finally ushered in the moment of breakage.

The barrier was broken bit by bit, gradually turning into nothingness from the top to the bottom, Luo Lin subconsciously clenched his hands tightly, he needed to adjust his mentality.

Maybe a war of millions of people is about to break out, and Luo Lin is about to usher in a brand new battle. What he faces is the most terrifying enemy he has encountered so far.

Rowling knows nothing about this enemy, everything needs to be explored by him!

Time was running short, and Luo Lin only had time to cast dozens of large-scale fortresses on the western ice sheet. Most of the large-scale fortresses were directly built of large bluestones. Although simple, they looked extremely tough.

It is mixed with the cold air of the western ice field, freezing the soil and bluestone into one, guarding the front line, ready to meet powerful enemies at any time.

Recalcitrant and powerful enemies are about to set foot on this ice sheet. They will use tough and sharp swords to cut through the defenses of these fortresses, announce this area with a declaration of death, and turn this place into the dojo of the god of death. Their existence, It is the journey to perdition.

Maybe, that's the case, or maybe, there will be some accidents in the middle.

Dozens of large fortresses are covered with large and small shooting holes, and there are millions of lions belonging to the Luo Lin Empire hidden inside!

Nearly a million soldiers of the Rollin Empire armed with the latest dwarven muskets hid under the absolute defense of the fortress, ready to launch the roar of death in their hands at any time.

Let a roaring sound inform the world of their coming.

The successful casting of rifled muskets is definitely a new milestone for the Luo Lin Empire. Everything here has become so familiar and so worth looking forward to.

Everything has not yet come to an end, and we still need to practice the present step by step.

When the illusory barrier power overflowed to the bottom, above one of the fortresses, a piece of gray-black death energy condensed, breathtaking.

The dead air didn't last long, but it was enough to make Luo Lin smile.

"Success?"

"Ah."

Both within Rollin's expectation and outside of Rollin's expectation, the last Golden Rank Hero Advancement Card was handed over to Carlos for use, and it was a success.

Originally, this kind of hero advancement card has only a 50.00% chance of success in trial, which is an uncertain value. Whether it succeeds or not is actually extremely normal, and there is no need to do more research.

Now in the camp of the Luo Lin Empire, three group armies with more than two million elites are displayed here, six half-step sanctuary powerhouses, and two sanctuary powerhouses are mixed in the army, waiting for the eastern powers to launch a brutal attack at any time.

Luo Lin was ready to fight to the death. Since he decided to fight against the Eastern Territory and defend to the end, he had already expressed his wish. He didn't want to be a slave, he didn't want to be subservient to others, so he could only Choose to fight.

Use your own life, use your own ideas, in exchange for a ray of dignity.

The power of the barrier completely dissipated, and Luo Lin saw the world outside the barrier for the first time, which was very crowded and spectacular.

Looking at it from a distance, it was just a bunch of human heads crowding each other.

All in black battle armor, marching forward in a uniform manner, the azure blue water drop banner exuding the source of life is dazzling and unique.

Looking far away, there is no end in sight.

Luo Lin's heart began to quiet down, various images began to appear in his mind, and his complexion became extremely pale.

Before that, he was still holding on to the last hope. He hoped that the barrier between the two domains would not be broken. He hoped that the enemies outside the barrier would not be as powerful as he imagined.
It's a pity that now all his hopes have been frozen, and his thoughts have begun to change. At this moment, Luo Lin can only choose to accept, to accept this powerful enemy.

He must do his best to fight against such an enemy, whether it is with his life or everything else, for Luo Lin, he can give up, he only needs one victory, a meaningful victory.

Francisco sniffed the unique dryness emanating from the ice field, and a smile appeared on his face.

In order to wait for this day, he has suffered for too long, and he has also waited for too long.

Bombing day and night in front of that damned junction, I still feel curious at first, but after ten days and a half months, it becomes disgust, numbness, three months later, half a year later
Francisco felt that he was a man who had suffered, and that he deserved to enjoy it now.

The moment they broke the barrier, it should be the time for them to reap the fruits of victory. They recruited those despicable people in the Eastern Wasteland as slaves and let them serve them.

Kneading their white and tender skin fiercely, smelling the unique body fragrance, beating them, flogging them, cutting off the men's heads, and letting the women be trampled by him.

It seems that this crazy ambition has not been realized for a long time.
The smile on Francisco's face became more and more intense. He was afraid of doing anything in the Eastern Region, and every now and then someone would come and accuse you of not doing well here, and abuse you for being in vain.

A bunch of old people always like to stick to those old systems and don't know how to make progress, but they don't know that the so-called ethics and morality always belong to the winners.

Even if he once chose the most despicable method, it is still the same. When he sits on the supreme seat, who will remember what despicable method he used?

Or, who dares to remember?This world is still dominated by the strong after all, if you are subject to controversy, it is only because you are not strong enough.

When you are strong enough to make everyone shut up, maybe you have already found what you want.

Waiting is a very illusory term. It is better to fight hard than to sit and wait.

Francisco glanced around, and what was displayed in front of his eyes were fortresses with rough buildings, so simple that Francisco didn't even have the desire to look squarely at them for a second time.

Turning his eyes back to his surroundings, next to his right hand was a person who wrapped himself in a black mage's robe, and Francisco's eyes showed a hint of fear.

Looking through the gaps in the black robe, this should be an old man who has reached his twilight years. His skin is dry and haggard, like the vines of a thousand-year-old tree, extremely rough.

"Saint Maynard, what do you think of the air and the sky in the Eastern Wasteland?"

Francisco was deliberately looking for a topic, and seemed to be showing off the upcoming carnival.

"good."

"By the way, look at these fortresses, they really are"

"Commander Francisco, let's launch a decisive battle quickly."

Maynard's cold and arrogant attitude suppressed all of Francisco's words. It's not that Francisco doesn't know Maynard's arrogant temperament, but he has always felt that in his own capacity, no matter how arrogant the old man Maynard is It's time to treat myself a little bit less, but unfortunately, he made a mistake.

"Hehe.. I heard that the Saint Kant of the Deting Guild seems to have entered the Eastern Wasteland a long time ago, and now he is nowhere to be seen. Is it possible that he is used to being the strongest here and has forgotten his identity?"

While speaking, Francisco showed a mocking smile. Although he was quite afraid of Maynard's strength and the energy behind him, it didn't mean he was necessarily afraid of Maynard.

Perhaps Maynard's personal combat power is extremely powerful, so powerful that even the empire must not win him over, but he is not invincible.

At least, Francisco felt he had dozens of ways to kill him.

In any case, he, Francisco, is also the prince of the Dongyuan Empire, with a noble status, how could his dignity be trampled on at will.

"The saint of Kant has never forgotten his responsibility, Prince Francisco, I hope you can pass your mind before speaking. Even if you are the prince of the empire, you are not qualified to say some things."

There was a gleam of light in Maynard's cloudy eyes, and it shot directly at Francisco, exuding a killing intent.

"The soul lamp of Saint Kant has been extinguished, and he has fallen in the Eastern Wasteland! The Eastern Wasteland is far from as weak as we imagined. After thousands of years, is our hunting ground still weak? All this It's all unknown.

At least, when have you seen these bunkers in hunting grounds?These are no longer prey to be slaughtered, I hope Prince Francisco can understand your responsibility! "

Maynard reprimanded Francisco directly and righteously, without giving Francisco any face. It was actually Francisco's actions and words that angered Maynard. Originally, the death of Saint Kant had already broken one wing, but now After Francisco said so, Maynard naturally didn't want to be silent anymore.

(End of this chapter)