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A senator spoke with fear and trembling, trying to dispel the atmosphere of war that permeated the Senate.

"We must fight! No matter how big the Holy Roman Empire is, it is ultimately just a deformed monster made up of a tiger, a few foxes, and a large nest of loose rats. They cannot mobilize all their strength for the expedition. We can rely on the complex mountainous terrain of the Balkans and the many castles and fortresses to wear them down. No matter what, we cannot let the Catholic forces enter and influence the Balkan Peninsula again. We can use our troops to secretly control Serbia and turn them into our Roman puppet vassal.

Since Serbia can defend its northern border with the support of the Ottoman Empire,

, they can also hold on with our support. "

A newly promoted centurion by Aenarion spoke passionately.

"Bullshit! The Ottoman Empire collapsed because half of its legions rebelled and split up. We Romans just grabbed the biggest piece of the pie. How can we possibly be comparable to the Ottoman Empire in size? Have you lost your mind due to fighting so much?"

"So what you mean is, let those Catholic heretics enter our backyard? We must take back Belgrade! Without this city, the entire Balkan Peninsula will be under the attack of the Holy Roman Empire!"

"That's not necessary. To the east is Adrianople, the gateway to Constantinople, and to the west is the Syndros Fortress that we just captured from Macedonia. With these two cities and the endless mountains in the Balkans, our current defense system is already perfect. It is the Janissary States that will be ravaged, not us."

The dove elders argued.

"When Shinra and the Janissaries are both defeated, we can take action. That is also an option."

Aenarion listened and nodded. These old nobles had good strategic vision, but they were a little timid.

After a while, spies also continuously passed on information from the north. The attack of the Holy Roman Empire this time was just a test. There were about 372 coats of arms and flags of various families. This represented 372 knight families that joined this expedition. Their knight coats of arms were too complicated. Some were very similar, except that there was a sword or a spear on the shield. The elves who had lived in Greece all their lives really couldn't understand these Germanic barbarians.

As for the military strength, there is really no way to calculate it. The Holy Roman Empire is similar to the Zhou emperor of Zhendan. Jifa is indeed the most powerful emperor in the Zhou world, but Jifa himself doesn't know how many troops his vassal states have assembled, and the enemy scouts don't even know how to count them. It's too damn scattered.

One lord set up camp in company or regiment level, another one set up camp in teams of sixty people. The Hungarian nobles recruited not peasants but horse-riding herdsmen. A large number of horses were grazed on the grassland, and those herdsmen slept on the horses' backs. Some had three horses, some had five horses... what a bunch of bullshit.

Finally, the report sent to Aenarion was that the legions of the Holy Roman Empire had banners covering the sky, spears blocking the sun, tents stretched to the end of the sight, and horses drank the streams on the grassland dry. It can only be said that the area occupied by their camp is about the same as the size of our forty camps.

Facing this tentative provocation from the Holy Roman Empire, the reactions of other Janissary states were mixed. Leman Russ of Macedonia was defeated last year and has not yet recovered.

Firus from Bulgaria felt that it was none of her business and didn't want to move. Besides, winter was coming and it was time for her to hibernate.

Skander from Albania is building a golden dwarf bunker in the mountains, preparing to strengthen the defenses of his home first.

Even Sanguinius of Wallachia was in a state of hesitation.

When the Ottoman Empire was strong, Sanguinius of Wallachia and Krasnodar of Serbia were two warlords stationed on the northern border of the empire, resisting attacks from the Holy Roman Empire, Hungary and Poland. They helped each other on weekdays and had a good relationship.

Logically speaking, if Shinra attacks, I should lend a hand to my sisters, whether because of my hatred for the three Catholic kingdoms or because of our past friendship.

However, this time it was her own Clarks sisters who personally pulled Shinra over! This is a bit tricky.

To help Clarks, they have to fight side by side with their enemy Shinra, and to resist their enemy Shinra, they have to fight together with their former good sister Clarks. For a time, the Balkan countries collectively chose to remain silent in this invasion.

Amid the silence of other countries, the Holy Roman Empire took the lead in action. The commander of this army was Maximilian Habsburg, a tall and strong man with a handsome appearance, with a silver beard on his chin that leaned forward like a dragon's beard. In the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, he led the scattered but huge army of Holy Roman Empire to Corvin.

Looking at the more than 300 different styles of flags of the Holy Roman Empire fluttering in the sky, the defenders of Corwin were trembling with fear and huddled in the castle to wait for help. However, they had absolute confidence. The city of Corwin was high and well-stocked, with abundant supplies. The artillery and muskets had also been updated to the latest Roman version. They also learned from the Romans and used a composite wall structure to increase the castle's resistance to firearms. It would not be a problem for them to hold out for a few months, unless the other side could take away the Urban Cannon, the Muhammad Cannon and the like.

Under the tense gaze of the defenders, Maximilian Habsburg walked to a distance of half a kilometer from the castle and cast a fireball. A miniature sun rose from his hand. The defenders of Corwin were a little confused. Fireball? This thing uses the spreading flames to kill a large number of people in the wild. It does not have the ability to attack and destroy. At least hitting wood has a burning effect. You want to use this thing to smash the stone wall? What a joke!

Along with the whistling sound of flames tearing through the air, the fireball spun, danced, and exploded, cutting through the sky and bursting on the city wall. The shock wave, carrying high-temperature flames, swept across the entire city wall, only making the stones hotter, but did not cause any damage.

However, the next second, something strange happened. A shocking long crack spread from the center of the spell's explosion to the edge of the burning flames, and spread out ten meters.

There were a few mysterious little cracks. Those cracks did not exist in the wall, but on the spatial scale. Were the space cracked by the bombardment of his spells?

What’s even more terrifying is that along with the existence of this space rift, an identical and terrifying crack also appeared on the city wall!

Then, the second, the third... dozens of cracks appeared with the spell explosion as the center, spreading out to the edge, like a hideous spider web, lingering in the air near the city wall. The city wall also began to have extremely dense and terrifying spider web cracks.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, violent vibrations and shocks came from the inside of the space crack. This space full of holes was instantly shattered into countless pieces of slag like glass. Along with such a terrifying space movement, the solid stone wall of Corwin was also shattered into slag like a fragile piece of glass! The fragmented boulders fell to the ground like a waterfall. The terrifying shock shook the entire castle. Pots and pans clanged in the pool, and the tables and chairs were shaken off the ground. Everyone was unstable and fell to their knees, staring at the composite wall that was blown down by a fireball spell, and they were stunned.

A Serbian wizard was astonished and used an identification spell on the Habsburg and saw his bloodline.

[Blood Inheritance·Heaven Collapse and Earth Shattering]: All your attacks and spells have a collapse effect, and their power increases with level.

"Is this the bloodline that the Habsburg family was willing to preserve by marrying close relatives for generations? It's a bit scary. All spells have earthquake effects... But I remember that the Castile royal family in Spain seems to have this bloodline ability as well?"

Before the Serbian wizard finished speaking, the Habsburg member transformed on the spot, turning into a terrifying two-headed dragon! Red and blue scales intertwined into brilliant colors on his huge body, but the two heads were pure red and blue dragon heads, spewing linear dragon-shaped lightning and a sea of ​​​​flames that covered the sky and the sun towards the broken part of the city wall!

[Blood Inheritance: Born in the Purple Room]: You can freely transform into a real dragon and gain all the abilities of a giant dragon, but the level of the transformed giant dragon cannot be greater than level 21. (13 character level + 8 charm adjustment value).

"Isn't this the bloodline of the Valleoli family? Why does it appear on him? Wait, a warlock has two bloodlines?"

The Serbian wizard was stunned with astonishment. The defenders on the city wall began to fire at the powerful Habsburg. But at this moment, Maximilian Habsburg used an incredible trick. He raised his hand, and several magic missiles whistled through the sky and hit the cannonballs accurately. The flying cannonballs were covered with a dense layer of frost and were frozen in the sky!

[Blood Inheritance·Ice Bloodline]: Each attack consumes an additional 1 mana point, and all your attacks and spells have a frost freezing effect.

"What's going on? This is the bloodline of the Polish Ice Family! Why can he use the bloodlines of the Spanish, Eastern Roman, and Polish royal families???"

The Serbian wizard was completely panicked and continued to use an identification spell. He finally saw why the Habsburgs were willing to marry close relatives in order to maintain the warlock bloodline. The small line of purple letters made him shudder.

[Blood Inheritance·Gene Stealing]: Your child will definitely inherit all the blood-inherited abilities of both parents, which can be stacked infinitely.

Chapter 388: Shinra Knights

The Serbian wizard's eyes widened in horror, finally understanding the Habsburg's secret.

Through gene stealing, the offspring completely inherit the blood abilities of both parents. At first glance, this warlock bloodline seems like a blank slate, but as long as they marry a warlock, the next generation of Habsburgs can obtain the warlock bloodline of both parents at the same time.

At this moment, this Habsburg with maternal bloodline and gene stealing power is marrying a warlock, so he can have two complete warlock bloodlines! After marriage and having children, it will be four, then five, six, seven...

If this continues generation after generation, within a few hundred years or generations, there will be an extremely extraordinary being with dozens of bloodlines.

By this time, the Habsburgs' intermarriage and reproduction had been going on for nearly three hundred years. God only knew how much warlock blood they had accumulated.

What’s even more terrifying is that the Habsburg family married off many princesses to other royal families in order to steal the bloodline of other royal families.

It would be incredible if a Habsburg with more than a dozen blood lines in Austria and a Habsburg with dozens of blood lines scattered in France had an intercourse and gave birth to a child. Besides, there were many Habsburg princes who married crazily and princesses who married abroad. The nobles in the whole Western Europe were more or less related to them!

"Kill him quickly! No matter how strong he is, he is just one man!"

The moment the opponent used magic to freeze the guns and cannons, the Serbian wizard summoned thunder all over the sky, hoping to catch the opponent off guard when there was a gap. However, the horrific thunder stopped abruptly after hitting Maximilian's body, and hit an invisible spherical barrier before dissipating without a trace. As a direct member of the Habsburg lineage, he had so much warlock blood in his body that even the identification technique could not recognize it all. At this moment, another blood power emerged.

[Blood Inheritance·Arcane Shield]: Whenever you receive damage, you can choose to consume mana to block it. Each 1 point of mana can offset 5 points of damage.

The Serbian wizard was stunned. Is this the bloodline of another noble family in the Holy Roman Empire?

Maximilian, who used four kinds of blood power in succession, slowly spread his dragon wings, raised his two dragon heads high, and spewed out hundreds of arcane flying stars.

The dazzling barrage of stars was like a peacock's blooming tail, or like a stream of light covering the sky. It whizzed into the sky, and hit the cracks in the city wall like a rainstorm. The moment each arcane missile hit the opponent, frost burst out in the sky, freezing the soldiers into horrible ice, and the cracks in the city wall instantly turned into an icy hell.

At the moment of the arcane stars' covering bombardment, Maximilian spread out his four claws, and accompanied by the trembling earth, he charged towards the crack in the city wall. The speed of the huge beast was so fast that it almost arrived at the same time as the flying stars!

At the moment the guards were frozen by the ice, the slender dragon tail swept with a high-frequency vibration that shook the sky and the earth, directly shattering the frozen guards into pieces of ice! The frozen drops of blood and pieces of meat exploded like red and blue fireworks, bringing a moment of excitement and shock, and then turned into frozen pieces of meat all over the ground.

The terrifying shock brought by the dragon's tail made it impossible for the soldiers within dozens of meters to stand steadily. They fell to the ground one after another. Terrifying cracks appeared on the nearby city walls and the ground. The entire earth was shaking wildly under this blow, as if this evil dragon was the earthquake itself.

After smashing the defenders of the gap in the city wall with one blow, Maximilian regained his human form. He arrogantly opened his arms and aimed at the walls on both sides of the gap. He punched vigorously from a distance of several meters and used the power of earthquake again. Along with terrifying cracks appearing in space, the extremely solid composite wall collapsed in the expanding and shattered space like tofu hit by a giant hammer! The rolling stone torrent fell to the ground with a loud bang, smashing the ground with smoke and dust!

The Serbian defenders were helpless in the face of the collapsed city wall, so they had to quickly gather all their men to resist. However, when they arrived, the knights of the Holy Roman Empire also arrived. Three hundred and seventy-two Holy Roman knights wearing full plate armor rode on three hundred and seventy-two pale land dragons, like steel monsters, easily stepped over the broken city wall and rushed into the city with shouts! Their helmets were decorated with exaggerated colorful feathers, they were draped in bright cloaks, and the knight's small shield on their chests was painted with fancy family emblems and patterns.

The land dragons under their crotches were one of the legacies of the Western Roman Empire, which collapsed and disintegrated a thousand years ago and was occupied by the barbarians of Western Europe: once, the entire white dragon population living in the Alps was conquered by Augustus, and this group of the weakest colored dragons were all given Roman green cards to fight for Augustus, and even entered the White Tower of Rome to try to breed sub-dragon species that were easier to reproduce.

The most successful of these is this white-scaled land dragon. Like the white dragon, their faces show the intense and focused ferocity of predators. The head has a rounded profile, a small and pointed beak-like part on the nose, and a prominent chin. There is a crown of thorns supported by backward-curved thorns on the head, the cheeks are covered with scales, and there are prickly dewlaps, and some sharp fangs protruding when the mouth is closed.

Their scales reflect light like mirrors. As they age, this luster gradually disappears. When they are older, light blue and light gray scales are mixed with white scales. These subspecies white dragons have no wings and cannot fly. They also lose the ability to breathe frost. The dragon's innate ability to cast spells has also disappeared. They are left with only brute force, and their brains are even less useful, closer to wild beasts.

After paying such a huge price, the remaining power of these beasts can barely match that of African elephants, and they are no longer as difficult to breed as chromatic dragons. Today, a thousand years later, any Shinra knight with a fiefdom will buy a land dragon from his lord as his mount, even if he grits his teeth and suffers for the people in the fiefdom for a few years.

The defenders shattered by Maximilian were completely unable to withstand the charge of the Shinra Knights and the land white dragons. The ferocious beasts with poor brains had physical fitness no different from that of the dragons. The poor quality armor was directly torn into pieces by the dragon claws, and the stronger ones would be beaten to pieces by the dragon's power and weight. The dragon could even swallow the entire soldier into its stomach with one bite, easily ravaging and breaking the Serbian front line, turning the frozen hell into a cannibalistic sea of ​​blood.

Afterwards, the knights' followers rode on their tall horses and launched a charge like a tsunami, like a torrent of steel, rushing into the city. Behind them, there were conscripted old farmers all over the mountains and plains, waving spears and shields, following their knight masters and shouting in battle!

Just a few hours into the battle, Corwin fell.

Chapter 389: The King's Death

Faced with the aggressive coalition of Shinra Dragon Riders and Raven Guards, Durad was simply unable to resist. He tried to fight several encounters and raids in the wild, but due to the lack of Janiceri to hold the line and the huge numerical disadvantage, every assault by the brave and terrifying Serbian knights could cause huge casualties to the loose Shinra coalition. But as the fighting went on, they were faced with the desperate situation of being surrounded by a large number of Shinra infantry, and had no choice but to break out and retreat. After several battles, they did not gain any benefits, but instead suffered heavy casualties.

Once, Durard, the feathered tyrannosaurus, even led the Serbian knights to the golden black eagle flag of the Habsburgs! But he was stopped by Maximilian and Clark.

The Habsburgs fought back together, and his face was torn into three bloody scars by his daughter's claws. The Habsburgs hit him on the chest with a hammer, and the earthquake force directly acted on his chest, almost shaking his internal organs into pieces! The elderly Durand almost fainted on the battlefield.

As he retreated hastily, Clarks snatched the musket of a Raven Guard and shot his father in the left shoulder. Durad fell off his horse and was snatched back by the loyal Serbian Guards. The bullet missed his heart by less than five centimeters and almost killed the elderly king completely.

There was no other way, Durad had to drag his old and injured body and retreat with his soldiers to the capital, Pristina. At the age of 79, he led his troops to war and suffered several defeats, which completely crushed the old man's last bit of ambition and health. Unable to wait for any reinforcements, he collapsed on the throne and really considered passing the throne to Clarks. Let him be a dog of Shinra, and then he would give up Belgrade. At least it was better than destroying the country. He could preserve some strength if he could.

Exhausted and heartbroken, Durand wrote to his daughter, asking for peace and passing the throne to her.

Clarks, who had been deceived by her father once and almost lost her life, sneered and angrily asked him to chop off the heads of Jorah and Joan, her biological brother and younger brother, and mail them to her. Only in this way would she believe that her father was telling the truth.

This letter became the last straw that broke the camel's back for the old king of Serbia. On October 1456, 10, the ambitious Serbian lord, Durad Brankovic, died of illness in Pristina, his old and wounded body. According to tradition, his eldest son Jora Brankovic should have succeeded him as the King of Serbia. However, with his sister leading an entire Janissary Corps and 10 knight families of the Holy Roman Empire at the gates of the city, he had no intention of becoming king.

He felt extremely heartbroken when he saw his sister Clarke, who wanted to kill him because she was jealous of his father's favor. None of the surrounding countries wanted to provoke the Holy Roman Empire. In desperation, he wrote a letter to the Eastern Roman Emperor, Aenarion, and directly threw the Serbian crown, seal ring, and inheritance rights to his other sister, Aenarion's wife, Lady Mara. After all, they were all family, so it was better to give it to the younger sister Mara than to the older sister Clarke, who wanted to kill him!

You decide! Now your wife is the King of Serbia, but the country has been invaded by the Holy Roman Empire. If you, the Eastern Roman Empire, don’t come, this crown and seal ring will be useless!

Mrs. Mara held her baby in her arms, not showing much sadness for her father's death. Like her sister, Clarks, she did not like her father who had trained her as a tool. Clarks was a general and soldier after all, while she was trained purely as a tool for marriage. Her status was not as good as her sister's, and she had no feelings for her father. However, the Serbian throne...

Aenarion thought for a moment, then immediately convened another meeting of the Senate to gather information from various ministers in order to make a final decision.

This time, no matter the old Roman Purple Banner or the new military nobles, they all chose to help Serbia without hesitation. The entire Senate was unprecedentedly unanimous. Damn the Holy Roman Empire! Those damn Germanic barbarians stole the throne of the Western Roman Empire and slandered us as Byzantium, changing their title of "Emperor of All Western Romans" to "Roman Emperor". They simply don't take us Eastern Rome seriously, as if there is only one Rome left in the world, and even bottled water is more orthodox than them.

The most fundamental reason why the conservatives were unwilling to fight before was that there was not enough benefit. What's the point of going through so much trouble to repel Shinra? Isn't it Serbia that gets the benefit? What can we get?

But now, the entire Serbian Kingdom has become the meat in their bowl, and coupled with Aenarion's transparent and open military merit system, the old nobles are a little excited. This is a great opportunity to gain military merit, fiefdom, and lordship!

Without a moment's mourning for Durard's death, it was Aenarion who immediately threw himself into the battle.

Under the Senate's passionate proposal, Aenarion officially cancelled the word "East" in front of the Eastern Roman Empire and directly called himself the Roman Empire. His title became Augustus and Basileus of Basileus in order to compete with the Holy Roman Empire for legitimacy.

In addition to the Thirteenth Legion responsible for guarding Adrianople and guarding against attacks on the Thracian Plain, the three main battle legions, the First Legion, the Dark Angels, the Second Legion, the Varyag, and the Third Legion, the Emperor's Children, all assembled in Thessaloniki, and under the trembling gaze of Leman Russ, they crossed the territory of the Kingdom of Macedonia and marched into Pristina.

Because this was a long-distance expedition and also inland, in order to reduce logistical pressure, few auxiliary soldiers were brought along and they were dispersed throughout the empire to perform garrison duties.

In November 1456, 11 extremely elite Roman main battle legions arrived at the war front in Serbia. At this moment, half of Serbia had fallen. The two expeditionary forces of the Roman Empire camped and confronted each other on the territory of Serbia. The red-gold and purple-gold eagle flags surprised the Holy Roman expeditionary forces - these Byzantine elves had really come.

Maximilian frowned. Jorah threw the throne to Lady Mara. This move really attracted the Eastern Roman Empire. If he really had to fight them, he would not be very afraid. But what would be the benefit? Help Clark

If she defeated her father, she could acquire Belgrade and a series of surrounding cities and fortresses, and use this strategically important place as her southern barrier. The benefits outweighed the harm.

But now I am helping Clarks fight the combined forces of Serbia and Byzantium. What benefit can I get from fighting an enemy of this level?

Chapter 390: Traditional Marriage

The two Roman Empires looked at each other's powerful military and did not dare to act rashly for a while. They sent messengers to engage in verbal battles, arguing about who was the king of Serbia between Mara and Krakos, who was the orthodox Roman between Habsburg and Angelos, and who had no inland sea and strait. At the same time, they were also conducting a series of small-scale harassment and tentative attacks. The knights of the Holy Roman Empire even rode out of the position alone on land dragons the size of hills, expressing their intention to have a glorious knightly tournament with their friends in the east, which left the Greek elves baffled.

It's already 1456, and you Germanic barbarians are still playing one-on-one duels under the city of Troy?

"Promise them to test the abilities of these Shinra Knights, especially those Land Dragons."

Aenarion agreed to the contest and sent out his own behemoth: Sisina. After reaching level 13, the little girl had become a giant monster, with a human half-body that was two meters tall, and a cyan-gold snake tail that was twenty meters long. When the wings were spread out, they could cast a shadow over an entire company.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen."

The Shinra knight prayed before the battle. When he saw that his opponent was actually a Gorgon, he immediately covered his mount's eyes with a cloth and then rode the Land Dragon to charge. The white-scaled dragon, which was as big as an African elephant, roared angrily and spread out its four slender and strong dragon claws, and charged towards Sisina accompanied by the trembling earth!

Although this kind of dragon has lost most of the abilities of a chromatic dragon, its physical abilities, including perception, are still outstanding. The land dragon extends its forked red tongue like a venomous snake, hissing in the air, detecting various chemical smell information in the air. With its extremely sensitive hearing, it directly locks onto the Gorgon's position and opens its mouth to bite!

Sisina was not in a hurry. She temporarily suppressed the secretion of immune cells in her body and turned her upper body into indestructible stone. The Lu Xinglong bit her but did not cause any damage. Instead, two fangs were broken. The severe pain from the nerves of the teeth was so severe that her brain was shaking!

Sisina acted quickly, and her twenty-meter-long lapis lazuli tail streaked through the sky like a meteor, weaving through the dragon's body and strangling Lu Xinglong and the knight on the dragon's back, tripping them to the ground, trying to break every bone in their bodies. Lu Xinglong roared in pain, struggled frantically, and began to wrestle with Sisina.

The strength of both sides was almost the same. Sisina couldn't strangle him to a comminuted fracture in a short time, and Lu Xinglong couldn't break free from the giant python's restraints.

However, Sisina's hands and wings were still empty. Her two-meter-long emerald green hair turned into poisonous snakes with green dragon heads, biting every scale and every inch of flesh of the land dragon. Her tall and slender arms directly grabbed the knight on the dragon's back and stuffed the guy into her mouth. Anyway, the guy was less than two meters long, and her navel to the top of her head was also two meters long, so she could eat it. The Shinra knight was scared to death and struggled for mercy in her mouth, and quickly admitted defeat.

The Roman Empire won the first battle, and the Holy Roman Empire immediately sent out a larger land dragon. The knight on it was even more burly. His strong arms held high an eight-meter-long lance. The long-handled weapon was three or four meters longer than the land dragon's head. He was ready to charge with the lance. Without some arm strength, he could not lift that kind of weird weapon.

Sisina didn't want to block that thing. Even if her flesh and blood turned into stone, it would still hurt to be stabbed by the spear. Therefore, her slender snake tail quickly coiled into the shape of a spring. With a strong bounce, the whole person flew high into the sky. With the help of a pair of wings on her waist, she glided and circled in the sky. Her long black hair turned into hundreds of poisonous snakes, breathing out rounds of horrifying petrifying breath towards the ground, like a large cyan-gold bomber, saturation bombing, covering the area under its wings. Green and blue petrifying rays screamed down from the sky and hit the ground like a rainstorm, blowing the second Shinra knight into a stone sculpture.

After two consecutive defeats, Maximilian Habsburg could no longer sit still and took to the field himself.

"Emperor of Byzantium! I am Maximilian Habsburg! I challenge you to a duel!"

Aenarion gazed at the huge jaw on the battlefield.

He was only level 13 like himself, but he had thirty-three kinds of warlock blood inheritance stacked on him. When viewed with top-level prophecy or detection spells, the magic subtitles that appeared would densely cover the entire eye sockets and block everything. It was a mystery what abilities he had. Without prior preparation, it was not surprising that a character of level or would be killed by him.

"What are you afraid of? No matter how many warlock blood he has, if he can't withstand my Holy Slash, he will die!"

After Aenarion became Augustus, Llane Jonson, who was now the war marshal of the Roman Empire, snorted coldly, drew his lion sword, and strode onto the battlefield in place of Aenarion, leaving a beautiful back view for his own soldiers.

Amid the cheers and applause of the First Legion, six dark wings stretched out from the hollow plate armor behind her. Each wing was four meters long, and with the black and green

The plate armor, like a terrifying demon, occupied Maximilian's entire vision and oppressed his nerves. The fear and murderous intent swept across the entire scene like a wave. Some timid people even couldn't breathe under the pressure of the Lord of the First Legion.

"Ask the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire to come here, only he is worthy to fight against our Emperor. You? I'll do it."

"Come back now! Don't fight her!"

Looking at the leader of the First Legion, the leader of the Nineteenth Legion, Clarks's expression suddenly changed. This sister's fighting power was too terrifying. At that time, the entire Christian Expedition was not enough for her to fight alone. In the end, half of the legion rebelled by Aenarion, and then she was forced to kneel down with a move of life sharing.

"What are you afraid of? Can she kill me in one blow?"

Maximilian looked at the King of Seraphs in front of him, his heart filled with confidence. As a gene-stealing warlock of the Habsburg lineage, the starting point when he was born was far from the finish line for ordinary people. It was a referee's seat that most nobles could not touch.