Four-Armed Divine Emperor

This move immediately made many nobles who had not yet strengthened their will to resist and had not yet chosen which side to support feel very disgusted.

The female knight suddenly drew her sword, stepped down from the platform, pointed the blade at the messenger, and shouted angrily: "Kneel immediately and apologize to the sage from the floating city!"

The messenger's eyes widened, and before he could react, Al clapped his hands, and the attention of the entire hall was instantly drawn to him.

In Al's open palms, there was first a flame, which then expanded into a fireball. From a teacup to a washbasin, it kept changing into various shapes in his open hands. Finally, with the rising flames, it expanded and turned into a flaming chariot pulled by two fire horses. Amid the exclamations of all the people present, the flaming chariot broke free from Al's restraints, flew in the air, and after running a circle, it turned into light and dissipated.

The temperature in the hall suddenly rose by several degrees.

Ai'er spread his hands towards the messenger, "As you can see."

The messenger's teeth were chattering, and his previous arrogance and recklessness had completely disappeared. His fingers pinched the thigh flesh tightly inside his robe before he reacted.

"Bang!" With a loud thud, the messenger knelt on one knee towards El. The movement was so big that El was worried about his knee and the floor.

"Hail to you, philosopher from the White Tower, seeker and master of mysteries!"

He placed one hand on his chest, trying his best to make his attitude as pious and respectful as possible.

Just based on El's meticulous control of magic power, he is a powerful existence that the messenger has never seen before, and even cannot imagine.

Including this conflict between the two places, the "Holy Wizard" from the Kingdom of Xerxes, which is an alternative name for wizards by the "Zoroastrians", the spellcaster who is as powerful as a god in the eyes of the envoy has never shown such power. As the "Holy Wizard" recently recruited by the prince, the most common practice of that lord is to use magic as a destructive force to change the terrain and destroy the enemy.

Al also felt a deep sense of awe from the messenger through his psychic power, which made him feel more confident. If the power difference was huge, the messenger probably wouldn't be so afraid of a single mage who hadn't yet demonstrated his full strength joining the opposing camp.

Combining the various intelligence obtained previously:

The Kingdom of Brio and the hostile "Kingdom of Xerxes" are located at the intersection of the past conflict between Eastern and Western civilizations on the continent of Tartarus. It is a place with greenskins, nomadic barbarians, orc tribes, xenophobic elves... It is a mess, a rotten land with constant racial contradictions and conflicts, and very poor resources. Magic is a scarce resource here. After all, it is a poor and conflict-ridden place, and those noble and powerful wizards would not bother to come here.

There might be some fledgling wizards traveling through this place, or there might be new wizards returning from the White Tower and choosing to go home to work.

He intuitively judged that the other party's strength would not be too strong, at least compared to himself.

With the help of psychic powers, his intuitive predictions have always been very accurate. He can guess whether the next person to enter the door will walk with the left foot or the right foot with an accuracy rate of ten out of ten.

The power of psychic energy is really a panacea. El's previous amazing operation was also achieved by attaching psychic energy to magic, which allowed him to control the elements so easily.

The enemy is in the open while I am in the dark, and he himself has the power of genetic bloodline, so Al feels that this risk is worth taking.

"Lock him up, gather the troops and march out immediately to catch the enemy unawares."

Al said loudly that since he was the one fighting this battle, he must take control of the situation.

For the time being, he had no interest in power struggles and intrigues. Instead of exposing his identity and waiting for the opportunity to slip away, which would make the opponent defensive and even put him at risk of being targeted by assassins, it would be better to take the initiative and find an opportunity to severely damage the opponent, making the Xerxes afraid to act rashly.

Once the two sides officially start fighting, as Ansuna said, the Devegael people will have to rely more on his strength, and he will become the axis that Devegael cannot lose.

After all, having a wizard and not having a wizard are two different concepts. It is equivalent to two sides that were originally fighting each other in the Middle Ages, and one side suddenly has a field cannon and a dozen modern rifles. If you have it and the other side doesn't, it is a dimensionality reduction attack. If both sides have it, then whether to target such an opponent and fight to the death instead of dealing with other neighbors who have no magical powers is a question worth thinking about.

In fact, Al didn't really want to fight. His goal was the same as at the beginning, which was to find a place to settle down, acquire knowledge, master intelligence, and by the way, discover the power in his body.

But in order to have a stable life, he now has to go to the battlefield and plunge into the chaos.

One step back, two steps forward.

The head of the family was delighted and immediately stood up from his seat. He was about to give an order, but then he thought again. If he detained the envoy, it would definitely be seen as a provocation. If the battle was not going well later...

He hesitated for a moment, and after a moment's thought, he tentatively suggested, "Mister Mage, the Xerxes haven't officially provoked a full-scale war yet. Should the envoy..."

If they also had news of the wizards, the Xerxes would certainly have carefully considered whether to still go to war with Devangel, and perhaps the war could have been avoided.

Al saw the patriarch's hesitation and sneered in his heart. He had tried every means to get him to join the war before, and even promised him a granddaughter and inheritance rights. Now that he took the initiative to lend his name, the patriarch began to hesitate again and tried to ease the situation.

He was now certain that what Ansuna had said to him that day must have come from the heart, and that she might have had such plans for a long time:

She hoped to control the Devangel territory herself and was willing, or even requested, to bear a child for El so that this offspring would inherit the rule of the territory.

After all, anyone who has such an old, frail, incompetent lord would have some thoughts in his mind, let alone an ambitious woman like Ansuna.

If it weren't for El's extremely strong strength and the influence of mental suggestion, which allowed the female knight to rapidly develop her senses towards him, she probably wouldn't easily reveal such thoughts.

Al didn't say anything at the moment and snorted coldly.

Ansuna reacted immediately, wielding her sword and pointing a finger, shouting, "Lock him up! And everyone else in the entourage!"

"Send two teams to guard and monitor. If anyone escapes, both the guard and the prisoner will be held responsible!"

The female knight then turned her attention to the nobles and landed warriors from the Devongarh territory who were present, and issued an impassioned call to action:

"Everyone! Lord Aiel's willingness to aid us in this war is like an earthquake and natural disaster hitting the enemy's castle—this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Assemble the legions immediately, and we will launch a surprise attack on the enemy's castle, destroying it and razing their offensive base to the ground. The severely damaged Xerxes will never dare to talk about war again!"

Ansuna's eyes revealed a passion and sincerity that was very inspiring. El said nothing, watching the woman who had already been chosen by him mobilize the nobles in the territory. He sighed in his heart that maybe even without him, the female knight could still achieve success.

Many noble warriors were tempted, but a few were still hesitant.

Seeing this, Ansuna was quite angry. She asked in response, "You have witnessed the arrogance of the Xerxes. Even a messenger can be so arrogant! Do you really want them to ride on the heads of the Ashtarians and show off their power? They will tear down our sacred images, force us to take off our formal attire and weapons, put on the robes of Zoroastrians, smear all kinds of filthy oil paint on the sacred things, and then go to worship that arrogant and ignorant mad king!"

"From now on, you must all give up your twice-weekly baths and, like the Xerxes, paint your bodies with hard-to-wash, faded patterns, like clowns in a troupe! Our honor will be trampled upon! The traditions of the Ashtarians will be destroyed!"

The empire that launched the Eastern Expedition was called Asta, and the Brio people regard themselves as descendants of Asta.

"Start the war!"

The incited warriors drew their weapons and roared.

"Start the war!"

The nobles also followed this trend of thought and shouted loudly.

The atmosphere in the hall quickly became lively.

Al's expression remained unchanged, and he looked confident and unconcerned about the danger from the enemy. This gave the Devangel territory a lot of confidence. They all felt that the "master wizard" they had seen with their own eyes, whose magic was truly mysterious, was better than the Xerxes spellcaster.

The messenger was so frightened that he fell to the ground, not daring to raise his head. He was disrespectful to a wizard. Even if the wizard killed him now, Xerxes would not say anything with such a reason. At most, he would provide some private compensation to his family.

What's more... after El showed this skill, he didn't have much hope that his lord and the wizard his lord had recruited with great difficulty, who had returned from traveling after completing his studies and passed through this chaotic area, could defeat the mysterious wizard in front of him who had a meticulous control over magic.

Being locked up is better than being chopped off on the spot.

In the atmosphere of the Showa era, the second war, strictly speaking, which was a continuation of the first war between the two places, began.

Seeing that it was getting late, Al suggested that they have a big feast tonight and then stay overnight. Tomorrow morning, they should all rush to gather their troops, spend three days preparing for military affairs, and then concentrate their forces to march towards Xerxesia, the main fortress hub in the territory that Xerxes had taken away last time.

As the most critical core of this battle, everyone naturally agreed with Al's proposal. Everyone also wanted to learn more about this mysterious wizard who appeared in Devangel at the banquet. If they could gain his favor, it would naturally be beneficial in the long run.

But Al did not stay long. After signaling to the head of the family, he left alone, leaving everyone to feast and drink happily with the servants' service.

If someone pays special attention, they will find that the two most crucial people at this pre-war banquet are:

As the eldest daughter of Devangel, the outstanding high-level knight Ansuna, and the floating city wizard El with mysterious origins, did not appear at this banquet. Only the old and foolish head of the family sat in the head seat, served by his beautiful wife and concubines, and feasted and had fun with everyone who had their own thoughts.

Chapter 7: (Refresh if you can’t read) The Eve of the Battle

"What a beautiful body... huh..."

El pressed on Ansuna, buried his head in the female knight's slender swan neck, and deeply breathed in the fragrance of the female knight's body. Ansuna raised her head, showing her neck to El as much as possible. Although her cheeks were blushing, her movements were no more conservative than those of men.

She used her hands and feet together, and her slender and tight pair of hands, like those used to control a wild horse, held El tightly. Her hands, which had not yet taken off the gauntlet, kept stroking and scratching El's naked back, stimulating the man to further climax.

The desire in El's blood was stirring. This was a desire that was born after he met Ansuna and reversed the situation. When he saw Ansuna, who was dazed and stunned because of his identity as a mage, his first reaction was not to intimidate her or run away, but to strip the female knight, who was like a doll, of her armor and clothes, find a place to rape her, enter her from behind, and fill her up.

Allowing the female knight's mature and muscular body to conceive his bloodline and give birth to El's offspring is the crucial first step in establishing a tribe! It is also the first step for El to develop his own talent of [Genetic Bloodline: Father of the Tribe]!

Ethnic groups, one person cannot be called a group.

El intuitively sensed that if he came inside the female knight now, it wouldn't take too long for the result to occur. This wasn't a psychic prediction, but rather his innate knowledge of his own gifted bloodline.

"Such a beautiful body, are you sure? You didn't lie to me? From the moment she appeared in this world, she only belonged to me?" El asked while kissing the female knight's neck and panting.

He had received a guarantee from the female knight once, and his psychic power could also confirm that she was not lying, but El still wanted her to say the words of sovereignty again.

This is fun, fun.

"Yes, it is."

Ansuna's voice sounded trembling, and a feeling had begun to grow deepest between her legs.

"I, I promise you, my lord, my body will only be shown to you from the beginning to the end, and it belongs only to you..."

Nothing could drive a man wilder than the words of a female submitting and declaring a male's sovereignty over her. El simply used all four arms to tear apart the female knight's well-made and valuable breastplate, along with the underwear underneath, revealing her true appearance underneath.

A pair of perfectly shaped, large, upright white rabbits leaped into Al's sight. Their perfectly hemispherical structure formed a glorious semicircle...

"Ok?"

Al suddenly looked in surprise at the two points where the mountain tops should have been protruding.

"Will it be ugly?" Ansuna's voice was trembling with a hint of pleading. She was outstanding among her peers in both appearance and ability, but this inner "shortcoming" made her feel quite uneasy.

El Awu took a bite and replied in a muffled voice: "No need! (No)"

It won’t do for future children to be without a pacifier.

Let his father help him find it!

Originally, he didn't want to have sex with a woman he had only known for a few days too early, but as they got to know each other better, Al's mentality became more and more relaxed. It would be a pity to leave the meat right in front of him and not eat it.

This time he is about to go out to fight. Although he has enough confidence, it is inevitable that he feels a little unsure because it is his first time stepping into the battlefield. Al does not want to have no experience of his time travel and fail without leaving any trace.

He bit Ansuna's roundness, sucked it with his mouth, teased it with his lips and tongue, and did not let the other hand idle. With his two right hands, one was teasing the white rabbit, trying to trick out the precious cherry in her mouth, and the other hand slid to the waist, hugging the female knight's muscular body tightly, leaving no gap between their bodies.

El discovered another special thing about himself besides having two extra arms these days:

Under normal circumstances, his tongue looks no different from that of an ordinary person, but in fact it can be stretched very long. Just like now, El's tongue can go deep into the female knight's mouth, directly mouth to mouth, allowing Ansuna to experience in advance the suffocating feeling of being deep-throated by a foreign object.

Ansuna's skin was already coated with a layer of crimson, half of her body was naked, and the other half was wearing light combat clothes. This contrast made her look even more obscene and absurd. For El, this appearance made him feel more comfortable possessing the girl knight, while Ansuna felt extremely shy. While kissing El on the top of his head, she whispered to El to help her take off the skirt armor on her lower body.

Then let’s get to the point.

However, Al did not fully agree to her request. He did it, but only half of it.

The two additional arms on the ribs reached under the female knight's skirt and quickly found the key. They tore the fabric under the skirt armor into pieces with force. The white and elastic thigh muscles were touched by El's palms and began to explore darker places.

The battle skirt and armor were still intact on Ansuna. This absurd experience of wearing a battle skirt on the outside and being empty inside was a first for her. However, just like being hugged and chewed by a man, and then sucking on a pacifier, the female knight would have many firsts taken away by El today.

Soon, Al's conquest was no longer limited to the desire for food and the various soft, elastic, and tough touches from his four arms.

There was another part of him that needed to be satisfied even more, and it was eager to fill the female knight's shortcomings, and it was already ready and burning with anger.

When El's lance, a majestic and ferocious beast, hit the female knight's greenhouse covered by the golden forest, El's moral conscience played its due role as a human bottom line for the last time.

"For the last time, Ansuna, tell me--" He released his mouth that was holding the female knight. Ansuna's chest was like two thawed snow peaks. El's manipulation caused two bright red spots to appear on them for the first time due to the attack of the opposite sex.

The man's low, panting voice asked, which made Ansuna, who was both looking forward to and afraid of losing her virginity, open her tightly closed eyes.

"Are you truly willing to marry me and bear my offspring?"

El was restraining himself. The place where genes were conceived was right in front of him. He wanted to plunge his lance into the female knight's body at all costs, and pour his genes into her womb like a violent torrent, so that she could become his first spouse, wife or concubine, and completely possess this woman.

Ansuna spread her legs, making El feel like he was riding a hot-tempered mare, but the reality was that the female knight had completely opened her defenses against him, giving up resistance and just waiting for him to finish his work and bring both of them into sacred pleasure.

Ansuna's sexy lips trembled as she felt the heat in her lower body, just outside the gatehouse. A ferocious giant beast was breathing hot breath towards her gatehouse. Just this was enough to cause such strong stimulation that the female knight couldn't help but tremble all over, longing to be submissive.

This was what she had been waiting for, without a doubt.

"I am willing!"

Without hesitation, Al's lance emerged like a dragon from a cave.

"Ughhhhhh???~~~~!!!"

The female knight's legs, which were holding El's beauty, instantly straightened out, the veins on her calves and insteps suddenly appeared, and her slender swan neck was raised high, like a white swan with its neck raised and howling, letting out a long and mournful cry.

.........

One night, the bridal chamber is filled with candles and the orioles are singing.

After spending half the night hammering at the female knight, El felt more refreshed than ever before.

He felt that every cell in his body became more active. This was not an exaggeration, but a real change that reminded him of his talent of [Genetic Bloodline: Father of the Clan].

The so-called improvement in reproductive capacity... also has the effect of dual cultivation?

He himself didn't know, but the female knight must have gained something.

A full belly and full body...

Anyway, El is sure that his talent in "reproduction ability" is definitely not just for him. When he was with Ansuna last night, the latter had been disarmed four times during his first time and could not withstand the conquest at all. However, with the protein directly injected into her body (bushi), the female knight seemed to have regained her vitality all of a sudden.

According to Ansuna's own description, the feeling was like being cast with "recovery" and "energized" by a wizard after a hard battle. All the fatigue in her body was swept away, and she became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

Even though she had just lost her virginity, she still had the energy to turn over and ride Al under her, showing off her riding skills.

Of course, he was no match for Al in the end, and was beaten so badly by pile drivers that he had to stop fighting.

Now, Al's last unused golden finger and undeveloped talent have finally revealed their true colors.