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With the world spinning in an instant, Shuoyue suddenly felt his soul being pulled out of his body, breaking through the barrier of the parallel world, and rushing towards somewhere.

After a series of accidents, what kind of world will be waiting for him?

Chapter 221 Nero Claudius

Chapter 221 Nero Claudius

At the foot of the hill, two similarly dressed armies were engaged in a melee.

It was called a melee, but in reality it was one side crushing the other.

The disparity in military strength between the two sides was too great. Although both were marked by "scarlet and gold", one could still tell the difference between them and see the one-sided situation.

Even so, the disadvantaged side is still resisting stubbornly. A fiery red figure is dancing in the chaotic army, reaping the lives of the enemies with a greatsword made of meteorite iron.

Such a beautiful figure is like a red rose blooming on the battlefield.

However, her soldiers were not as adept as she was, and they kept falling under the enemy's swords and javelins.

No matter how skilled and capable the red figure was, anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was already beyond redemption.

War is never a one-man show.

When the last few hundred guards fall, this beautiful rose will eventually be scattered and crushed into mud by the iron hooves of the army.

The rose-like beautiful blonde girl, who still wore a crimson dress even in battle, cut off the head of an enemy soldier, then looked around with her sword in hand, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

The visitors from the Observatory are still fighting the dragon in Orleans, and her soldiers are almost all dead. Even she, who has always been confident, has gradually realized how desperate the situation she is in.

She is an emperor, not a servant; a human, not a god.

As long as we are human, there will always be times when we feel powerless.

"Can anyone come... help me..."

It was just a subconscious murmur, but the girl suddenly felt a burning pain on the back of her hand.

Three red lines like holy marks appeared, as if announcing something, and a dazzling light exploded among the soldiers.

"What... happened?"

"Retreat, keep your distance!"

The girl could hear the shouts of the enemy officers, but the sound was as vague as if it was in the clouds. The scene before her captured her entire mind and made it almost impossible for her to look away.

"This is……"

Without any warning, a figure appeared in front of her. The white-haired man had a handsome face, but his bloodshot eyes contained the same confusion as hers.

"This is where?"

It seemed that he didn't intend to let anyone answer at all. The man looked around and raised his eyebrows slightly: "The battlefield?"

Then, he locked his gaze on the back of the blonde girl's hand, and murderous intent subconsciously flashed in his eyes, then quickly disappeared.

"I ask you, are you mine?"

"Someone?" The girl was puzzled by the man's claim, but more surprised by his sudden appearance, "Who... are you? Are you here to help me? Why are you here?"

"You can just call me Shuoyue." The man, or Shuoyue who changed his appearance again, responded, "It was your wish that summoned me from another world. Well, that's enough of my self-introduction."

Shuoyue looked at the soldiers who broke through the blockade and rushed towards them, and subconsciously snapped his fingers.

"Projection begins."

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"What are you doing?" The girl looked at Shuoyue, who had snapped his fingers and then stopped moving, and said speechlessly, "Although I don't know where you are from, the enemy is coming! I am Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, the fifth emperor of the Roman Empire! If you don't want to die, break out with me!"

However, the man who called himself "Shuoyue" not only ignored her, but also raised his mouth as if he had encountered something interesting, and said to himself:

"Nero, Rome, magic... Hehe, things are getting interesting.

The next moment, all the soldiers present felt a shudder for no reason. Endless blood surged from the man's body. His laughter was as chilling as the Asura from hell. His golden-red pupils reflected the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"With just this little force, you want to take my head?"

A cold light flashed by, and without knowing when, the man had grasped a bronze sword in his hand. With a casual wave of his hand, the surrounding soldiers fell down one after another like wheat being cut.

"Attack! Kill this guy!"

Coming back to his senses from the mental shock, a centurion swallowed his saliva and gave orders loudly, but he didn't know that a pair of bloodshot eyes locked onto him the moment he opened his mouth.

"Long-winded!"

The barbed triangular javelin was thrown out and pierced the centurion's head. The surrounding soldiers fled in fear, and what greeted them was the ruthless sweep of the bronze sword.

Several soldiers were cut down with one strike, and javelins were hurled in all directions.

The white-haired man rolled skillfully, dodging the scattered attacks, and when he raised his head, the soldiers' daggers also cut towards his head.

"Tsk!" With a low grunt of dissatisfaction, the man grabbed the sword blade with his left hand and let the long sword fall with his right hand. The severe pain in his arm instead aroused his ferocity. His right hand wielding the sword was like a phantom, blocking many weapons and killing all their owners at the same time.

"Hmm, is your name Shuoyue?" The fiery red girl rushed over, standing back to back with the man without hesitation, blocking the spears behind him. "Are you okay with your injuries? Can you fight again?"

"You're in the way, get out of the way!" Shuoyue frowned, looking a little angry. Under Nero's shocked eyes, he picked her up, kicked the spear on the ground with his left foot, and the bronze sword in his right hand disappeared. He grabbed the spear and stabbed it straight away!

Even if you come to another world and use another body, the martial arts will never be forgotten!

The small round shield broke with one poke, and the soldier on horseback fell down after being stabbed through the heart. Shuoyue exerted force with his left arm, paying the price of a broken wound to send Nero onto the horse's back. Then he snatched the lance from the corpse's hand, and with both lances, he also jumped on the horse after clearing a space around him and shouted angrily: "Go!"

If he were alone, even if he was not familiar with his own abilities, he would have the confidence to kill thousands of enemies present. However, Nero, who summoned him, was present, making it completely impossible for him to move his hands and feet!

In that case, then retreat, bring the Master to a safe place, and come back again after you are familiar with this body!

At first, the warhorse was restless because it did not smell like its master, but when it was stimulated by the evil spirit from Shuoyue, it immediately became obedient and ran for its life with all its four hooves spread out.

Shuoyue stood behind Nero, wielding his two guns like lightning, blocking the flying arrows and javelins and killing any soldier who dared to step forward.

"Wait, my soldiers are still fighting, I can't escape!"

"How much military strength do you have left? The best solution is to break out quickly and take the opportunity to leave!" Shuoyue grabbed Nero's waist, preventing her from getting off the horse.

"Also, put on your clothes properly next time we meet. It's so revealing, how can you be so shameless!"

"This is something that shows my charm. It's absurd for people who don't know how to appreciate it!" The young emperor stuck her neck out and struggled even more fiercely, "Let me go! I am the emperor of the Roman Empire, I can't abandon my people!"

"Be honest, I have to keep you safe!"

"If you want to protect me, then dismount and fight with me!"

While the two were arguing, a command came from afar:

"put--"

A man and a woman on horseback looked up and saw javelins flying towards them!

"Oh no, raise the shield! No, there is no shelter nearby!" Nero gritted his teeth and could only raise his sword. The magic power in his body reacted and he tried to block it.

"Stupid emperor, get off my horse!" Shuoyue used amazing strength to pull Nero off the horse and stuffed her under the horse.

"Wait, what are you going to do!" The blonde girl stuck her head out from under the horse, and was hit on the head mercilessly by Shuoyue again, blocking her way.

"Hide under the horse and endure this round of attacks first. Don't worry about me. Even if I die, you can't die!"

He swung his two guns and knocked away the falling javelins, but more deadly weapons fell from the sky, pierced into the flesh of the warhorse, and landed on Shuoyue!

"Ohhhhhh-!"

During the battle, Shuoyue was unaware that there was a bloody murderous aura pervading his body. It clung to his body and deflected most of the spears. Only one or two pierced his body, but the wounds were shockingly shallow.

The warhorse let out a dying neigh. Nero hid under the shelter, looking up at Shuoyue who was standing in front of her, protecting her from the wind and rain. She felt slightly dizzy from the man's masculine energy.

"Who...are you?"

Under the scorching sun, the shadow of the new moon trembled slightly as if sneering.

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Chapter 222: The Second Singularity: The Eternal Madness Empire

Chapter 222: The Second Singularity: The Eternal Mad Empire

The javelin attack ended, Nero closed the eyelids of his dying horse and stood up.

"Are you... okay?"

"It's just a minor injury." Shuoyue pulled out the javelin from his shoulder expressionlessly, causing a stream of blood to splash, but the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. "It seems that my durability parameter is quite high."

The man looked around with bloodshot eyes, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "A bunch of rats..."

"Ok?"

, do you mind handing over the soldiers to me?"

"what?"

Before Nero could react, Shuoyue raised his hand and a black Xuanniao flag appeared in his hand.

Obviously Shuoyue was only wearing casual clothes, but Nero, in a trance, saw the famous general in armor standing proudly and issuing his first order in this world.

"All troops, listen up! Defend!"

The military order was heard from afar, and Nero's guards seemed to be attracted. They all looked towards Shuoyue with a bright red light flashing in their eyes.

"Here!"

A response that was completely un-Roman sounded, and the soldiers fighting against the Guards were surprised to find that these originally exhausted enemies somehow found the strength to brandish their weapons again, fighting and retreating, and finally gathered in front of Shuoyue.

"Wait, if we do this,..." Before Nero could finish his words, a suppressed and excited order came from the rear of the enemy.

"put!"

The javelin team threw their weapons again, but this time, the blood evil connected between the guards, accompanied by a loud sound, as if a giant shield made of blood slammed heavily on the ground, and then tilted backwards, turning into a shield formation with an inclined surface. The Mohist mechanism caused a sharp blade to pop out from the bottom of the shield and connect firmly with the ground.

It was like bean-sized raindrops hitting the window sill. Apart from the crackling sound, the hundreds of guards under Shuoyue were unharmed.

The next moment, Shuoyue waved again:

"wind!"

The giant shield disintegrated, the blood evil was reconstructed, the guards held bows and crossbows, half-knelt on the ground, arrows emitting a cursed aura were placed on the bowstrings, the bows were half-drawn, and the arrows were raised upwards. Almost in the blink of an eye, a crossbow battle formation ready to go was constructed.

"Gale!"

The wind swept away the remaining clouds, blowing up Shuoyue's black and gold windbreaker, and he swung his hand down mercilessly.

Then a real rain of arrows rose into the sky, dragging flaming blood-red rays of light down, breaking through the shields that had no resistance to magic, and taking the lives of the enemies one by one.

After killing the creature, the arrow returned to its original bloody aura, carrying the blood and resentment of the killed person back to the formation, and was absorbed by the white-haired man standing in the formation.

The resentment from the living, the hatred from the dead, these mixed emotions assaulted the man's soul, but above all there was an even stronger will, suppressing them tightly and melting them into his weapons, his minions.

The bloody aura rose again, much stronger and more violent than before, dragging out a dizzying red shadow, and then transformed into a huge battle axe!

That was enough blood to support hundreds of people in battle! That was the anger that absorbed all the killers and the killed on the battlefield!

And now, all of them have merged into a giant axe that is dozens of meters high and creates the world!

"This... this is..." Nero was dumbfounded.

"The entire army retreats--!" the centurion cried out in a heart-wrenching cry.

He finally understood why the man wanted to gather the remaining soldiers. It was not only because he had means of defense, but also because he also wanted to capture the enemy in one fell swoop!

But...how on earth could such an unreasonable thing be done!

There was no time to think, because the bloody giant axe lowered the axe blade, and a fierce blade light flashed past, cutting hundreds of enemy soldiers who had no time to escape into two halves.

The bodies that were cut in two gushed out blood, soaking their comrades' robes; the chopped-off limbs flew in all directions, hitting their former comrades.

The excess blood evaporated quickly in the sunlight, and an indescribable smell of blood hit people's faces. The scene of hell on earth destroyed people's mental defenses like a tsunami.

In an instant, all the soldiers were destroyed.

Although in terms of numbers, a few hundred soldiers were only a small part of the legion, from a visual perspective, the tragic sight of hundreds of soldiers being beheaded together was an enormous blow to people's will.

"Ah...ah..."