European modulation mode

Sword of Change x3 Hit +24, Chaos Damage 11~26

防护42（巨龙鳞甲+13、敏捷+7，惰性护甲+11，优雅绝伦+11）

Strength 14, Agility 24, Constitution 10

Intelligence 20, Wisdom 8, Charisma 32

Chaos Magic: ∞

[Demon Transformation]: You can cast two additional spells per round, Agility +6, Charisma +6, increase your arms to six, each of which is your dominant hand. When you initiate melee combat, Agility replaces Strength to determine attack hits and combat damage, and the damage type becomes chaos damage (for every 1 point of chaos magic consumed, the demon form lasts for 1 minute).

[Shadow of the Demon]: Strengthens Vitality. Every 1 mana consumed is converted into 10 temporary health points. All weapons are amplified to giant size and their damage is increased.

Along with Ai

As Narion's level increased, the levels of his eleven magical pets all increased synchronously. Miaoying's body, soaring in the sky, became even larger and more slender than before, making the young dragon, who was only a few years old, fly and soar in the sky even happier.

"Soldiers! The rule of vampires is over!!! Everyone, restore order in Bucharest immediately. The people here are our compatriots and citizens enslaved by vampires, not enemies. In view of the collapse of the Bucharest Royal Palace, I will have the logistics department transport the rewards for this siege from Constantinople!"

Aenarion spoke passionately as he looked at the palace collapsed into a twenty-meter-deep pit.

The Roman soldiers, who had fought hard for two months in Bucharest, immediately burst into thunderous cheers upon hearing the emperor's declaration of victory, celebrating another great victory and the end of the war.

There were eight major wars in the Balkans, many of which were more intense and cruel than this battle, but none of them tested endurance and exhausted will more than the siege of Bucharest. Some exhausted soldiers leaned against the ruins and fell asleep.

Aenarion looked at the tired soldiers and ordered the logistics to transport a large amount of food and money from Constantinople by water. The situation in this place was rather complicated, and he estimated that he would have to stay here for a while and would not be able to leave in a short time.

Afterwards, Aenarion personally apologized to the descendants of the colonists, as he did in other places in Wallachia, and was willing to assume the responsibility that the Roman emperor had given up twelve centuries ago. He promised that the empire would never abandon these old orphans again, and also distributed food, compensation, and made up for the local people's broken houses and property losses in the war. In a very short time, he won the hearts of the people.

All of a sudden, the descendants of these colonists found that their ancestors' curses and insults against the Roman emperor were totally untenable. The oldest one had lived for nine centuries and had seen everything, but I have never seen a scene where an emperor sincerely apologized to his subjects and offered large amounts of money and food as compensation.

However, their ancestors' longing for the powerful empire of the past was actually displayed before their eyes. Teams of well-trained soldiers, eagle flags covering the sky, the ability to defeat the vampire archduke, and the roar of artillery fire that lasted for two months over Bucharest were even more terrifying. This legion was not their enemy, but their protector.

Thanks to Aenarion's efforts, order was restored in this war-torn fortress city in just three days. A group of officials who had been temporarily assessed and selected, led by three senior senators from the Senate, entered Bucharest and were responsible for local administration, military affairs, and law, and for building Wallachia into a new frontier province of the empire.

Wallachia is surrounded by the Carpathian Mountains on the west and north, with only a few difficult mountain roads leading to the Hungarian steppes. To the south is the Danube River and to the east is the Black Sea. It is an excellent border fortress. The Roman emperor had to abandon it because Rome was split into three empires. The contemporary emperor urgently needed troops to quell the rebellion, and two of Rome's main legions were stationed here.

Later, these two legions withdrew to the border and engaged in civil war, making a decisive contribution to the unification of the empire.

Moreover, the land defense line, which was once relied on mountains and rivers and was as solid as an iron wall, was broken through by the Goths from the surface of the Black Sea. The defense line built and maintained with a huge investment was useless to the Goths who came by boat from the Black Sea. The empire's legions were in the midst of a civil war and had no way to return to support. All these factors combined forced the emperor to give up this place.

Now, there are few forces in the Mediterranean that can match the Roman navy. In the more closed Black Sea, the Roman Empire is the only dominant power. The Viking pirates that once wreaked havoc have basically been pacified and turned into Varangians. What happened back then will never happen again.

The General Staff calculated that if we follow the many fortresses and defense lines set up during the Roman Empire and the Ottoman era, we would only need four field legions, six auxiliary legions, and 10,000 soldiers to turn Wallachia into an extremely stable northern frontier of the empire.

Even if a large-scale war breaks out and the enemy cunningly bypasses all our reconnaissance systems and suddenly appears in Wallachia, this force can delay the enemy and wait for the imperial army to come to support from Crimea and Constantinople.

Chapter 428: Dragon's Desire

After dealing with a lot of trivial matters in Bucharest, Aenarion looked at the shadow still flying in the sky, enjoying the magical power, and returned to the barracks extremely tired. The entire vampire army was under control, so there was no need to worry at all. He could sleep well and deal with it tomorrow. Indrognir was the "personal" guard of the Royal Guards Marshal.

After experiencing such a tragic life-and-death battle, the passion between the two reached an unprecedented high. After washing off the dust and blood on their bodies in the private bathhouse, they hugged each other tightly and kissed each other. The hot air from their lips merged with the steam in the bathhouse, making the whole bathroom even more ambiguous.

Just as the two were preparing to take further action, Miaoying had gone crazy enough in the sky and flew back under the awed gazes of the imperial guards. In the thick black and white clouds, she regained her human form and rushed into the bathhouse like lightning.

At this moment, her human form was also changed. The delicate and cute little girl who was as delicate as a doll turned into a graceful and elegant girl. Her silver hair fell to her smooth ankles like a waterfall. Her beautiful face was no longer as beautiful as before.

Childish, with a little more charm, there are no pupils in her eyes, only a paleness that is rolling like a storm, and a pair of beautiful silver dragon horns like a crescent moon have grown on her forehead.

The leather boots that Indrognir had sewed for his daughter were completely burst, hanging on the ankles in tatters, revealing a pair of flawless jade feet. The purple skirt was broken into two halves by the sudden surge in her figure, and the upper part was barely hanging on her shoulders, bulging and almost broken by the two lumps of breast flesh that were about to burst out. The broken purple silk threads hung weakly on the top of the snow-capped mountain, completely unable to cover the full and round beautiful curves of her breasts.

The lower part of the skirt was tattered and hung at the waist, not to mention the slender and round thighs and the buttocks as round as peaches. Even the pale forest at the end of the thighs was faintly visible in the purple cloth. A slender dragon tail with black scales and white beard emerged from two petals of fragrant buttocks, hung down to behind the jade feet, and swayed back and forth in the air.

"Ah? My clothes!"

Looking at the tattered silk clothes on her body, Miaoying's young and beautiful face instantly revealed an expression of aggrieved child. She was almost crying while pinching the tattered clothes. She threw herself into her parents' arms and acted coquettishly, her beautiful body constantly rubbing against their wet naked bodies.

"Okay, okay, stop acting like a spoiled brat. It's just a torn piece of clothing. When you get home, mom will sew you a purple robe and make you a new pair of shoes."

Indrognir stroked Miaoying's head with amusement, then took out a spare piece of clothing from his dimensional bag and handed it to her. This made Miaoying happy again. She struggled to take off the children's clothes that made her extremely uncomfortable. Her pair of breasts bound by the silk purple clothes suddenly popped out, swaying in the air with seductive arcs. She did not mind exposing her graceful body in front of her parents.

Aenarion was somewhat helpless. It was beneficial for ordinary people to have a pet at the same level as the warlock, but it was very troublesome for giant beasts like dragons and gorgons whose levels were linked to their age.

Miaoying's body has reached the state of a young adult as his level has increased, but his mind is still that of a young dragon.

But there was nothing she could do. The little guy suddenly flew over. If she didn't sign the contract, she wouldn't be able to withstand even a spear from Sanguinius.

"Speaking of which, after signing the contract, I felt strange physically. My heartbeat was accelerating and I felt hot all over. No matter how fast I flew in the air or how strong the wind was, or even if I lowered the temperature in Bucharest by ten degrees, it was useless. I became more and more restless. What happened to me?"

Miaoying held the new clothes in her hands and asked her parents in distress, not caring at all that they were in a state of preparing for battle. She had seen this a lot when she was a child, and this was what she saw when she just broke out of her shell.

Indrognir thought for a while and instantly remembered the contents of the "Book of Dragons" passed down by the Palaiologos family. Dragons will initially have the ability to reproduce in their youth, and will start to mess around out of curiosity and novelty, and may even do whatever they want. Ninety-nine percent of the world's sub-dragon species, shark dragons, and dragonfly dragons are all produced by young dragons. Adult dragons and middle-aged dragons will gradually lose their novelty in reproduction.

Although Miaoying's soul is still that of a young dragon, her body has already reached the time.

"You raise the dragon eggs, you deal with it."

Indrognir blushed, pushed Aenarion over, and roughly explained the dragon's physiological problems.

Aenarion was puzzled after hearing this. He didn't understand Indrognir's train of thought. Even though he was not his biological child, he was still the child he had raised for so many years. He didn't realize that a Roman princess like you could have such a lustful worldview?

"What's the big deal? Holy marriages between nobles are common, and sorcerer families often do it to maintain their bloodlines."

The little Roman princess was very open-minded about this matter and was much more accepting of it than Aenarion.

"Are you going to find a general or a soldier to help your daughter solve her physiological problems?"

Aenarion's expression changed instantly. Between the two extremely sinful choices, he chose the relatively less sinful one. He sighed, and carried the ignorant Miaoying into the bathhouse, scrubbing her body, and his rough fingers gently caressing every inch of her icy skin.

Indrognir looked lovingly at his daughter who was maturing day by day and taught her the adult knowledge of the Roman royal family on the spot, leaving the young dragon confused.

However, her hot body was indeed relieved by her father's massage and comfort. Her breathing gradually accelerated, her eyes became more and more blurred, and she wrapped her arms around Aenarion's shoulders, breathing intimately.

Under the guidance of her foster mother, Miaoying took the next step in order to seek relief. With her long beautiful legs, she knelt on Aenarion's solid chest muscles. Her plump buttocks slowly leaned towards the extremely thick marble pillar, slowly swallowing it with her equally moist vagina. They both made passionate sounds at the same time. The burning and swollen feeling in her lower body made Miaoying moan softly. The emotional connection of the magic pet contract doubled the happiness, and Miaoying, who had just tasted the lovemaking, was trembling with excitement.

And Aenarion also felt countless tender flesh, squeezing and caressing his spear. He had long been accustomed to this pleasure, but perhaps it was the taboo between father and daughter that doubled the excitement.

Miaoying's cheeks were flushed, and she was sweating all over. Crystal beads of sweat covered her icy skin, making her fair body even more attractive. She gently crouched down, letting Aenarion's marble pillar tear through the obstacles and pierce the center of her flower. With just one impact,

It made her feel like she was in a fairyland, and the slight pain intertwined in it was totally insignificant.

In order to obtain more happiness, the two beautiful legs supported Miaoying's graceful body, which was constantly raised and lowered. At the same time, she also desperately twisted her slender waist like a water snake and her plump and attractive buttocks, infinitely magnifying the blissful pleasure, making the marble columns rub against thousands of wrinkles and hit the darkest place again and again.

Stimulated by this pleasure, the two of them reached ecstasy. Miaoying, who was experiencing sex for the first time, was sweating profusely. His brain was blank and he could hardly control the trembling of his muscles all over his body. He collapsed in Aenarion's arms like water.

"How's it going? Are you feeling better?"

Aenarion asked with concern.

"I still want to, but, but I'm so tired."

Miaoying seemed like a child who had discovered a new world, immersed in joy and unable to extricate herself. Inarion held the young dragon lovingly and placed it on the bed prepared beside the bathroom. The marble pillar filled the emptiness of the other party again. The spear under his crotch was like a dragon going out to sea, hitting the deepest place every time, making Miaoying emit ambiguous gasps, mixed with the call of "father", which made Inarion more and more excited.

For a moment, she felt like she was on her own boat, fighting a fierce battle with the endless sea. The hurricane mixed with heavy rain kept hitting the bumpy hull. The huge waves threw the small boat high into the sky, and then smashed back into the sea. After hundreds of repetitions, Miaoying fell asleep like a cat that had eaten its fill, hugging the tall body of Aenarion.

Chapter 429: Grassroots Hero

After finally feeding Myriad Shadow and Indragnir, Aenarion suddenly realized a problem. Myriad Shadow was not the only behemoth whose level had increased synchronously with his own. Sisina was now also level 16. Could the little snake be facing the same problem?

Don't be fooled by the fact that her second sister Euryale is a pink snake more than ten meters long, and her eldest sister Medusa looks like a mature queen because of her human form, but if calculated according to the development and body size of the Gorgon, they are both lolita around 11 or 12 years old. The growth cycle of the Gorgon is almost the same as that of a dragon. It was not until today that Sisina reached adulthood at the same time as Miaoying because of the level synchronization attached to the magic pet contract.

Aenarion was a little worried, so he carried the sleeping mother and daughter to bed, covered them with a quilt, and hurried to the Iron Hands Legion to look for Sisina. The Roman soldiers patrolling along the way bowed to him.

After arriving at the scene, he found that the Iron Hands camp was in chaos. The fifty-meter-long giant Gorgon led by Legion Commander Philus was entangled with two smaller Gorgons, one blue and one white. These two giant snakes were Gorgon sisters of her time, the big one was forty meters long and the small one was thirty meters long.

A slender and thick iron-scaled snake tail was intertwined and twisted with the tails of the two younger sisters into the shape of a braid. The three huge snake tails were tightly entangled together, indistinguishable from each other, and their huge female bodies like giants were hugged in an extremely ambiguous way and entangled together.

Thick snake tails passed through the deep cleavage, binding the snow-white skin. The huge breast flesh that was like hills squeezed each other, overlapped and rubbed up and down. The huge tails were raised high and fell heavily, and the whole station was covered with dust amid the ambiguous gasps and laughter.

And her beloved, the stone sculpture of Fulgrim, was held against her chest, looming among her snow-capped breasts that were literally as big as mountains.

And Sisina was also troubled by the changes in her body. Her development speed had far exceeded that of the two lolita, Euryale and Medusa. The two sisters were not even of mating age and could not understand the problems Sisina was facing at all. The little girl could only look for older sisters: Philus asked, and then, naturally, she was invited to join her snake group's sex party.

"Your question is normal, but weren't you born only a few decades ago? How come you've grown so big already? Come, let me see if my youngest sister is developing normally. I'll teach you how to become an adult."

Under the caress of her two clinging sisters, Philus barely poked her head out and stretched out an iron-gray steel hand, inviting Sisina to join. Then, she saw Aenarion coming from afar.

"Hey! Isn't this Augustus?"

Philus waved and greeted happily. Perhaps because of the pet contract he had signed, Aenarion also possessed the petrifying poison and the ability to be immune to petrification. This made Philus conclude that Aenarion was also a human-shaped Gorgon, similar to Medusa. The human genes suppressed the Gorgon genes, resulting in a human-shaped appearance. He was one of the sisters or brothers of this era.

After all, Gorgons, like harpies, do not have males, and Philus does not understand the strange gender of Aenarion.

"My sisters and I are having a celebration party. Do you and Sisina want to join us?"

Sisina was very curious as she watched her sisters huddled together to comfort each other, and chose to join without hesitation. Inarion looked at the three huge, beautiful snakes entangled together, and Sisina, who was also nearly thirty meters long, and asked a soul-searching question.

"How do I join?"

“It’s very simple.”

Filth's hair turned into a long snake, gently hugged Aenarion's waist, lifted him up high, and threw him into his chest along with Fulgrim's stone sculpture. Aenarion felt himself

I felt as if I was trapped in a soft cloud, or as if I was lying on a modern comfortable mattress. My whole body was stuck in that huge soft mass, unable to extricate myself, and the snow-white breast flesh submerged me like a tide.

Firo didn't mind treating Aenarion as one of her harem. She and the giant white snake raised their tails together, and the iron-gray and white scales opened to both sides at the same time, revealing the pink buds that were about to bloom. The wet pink petals opened and closed, and then rubbed against each other, making the two giant beasts tremble with comfort and let out pleasant low moans.

"I now understand why there are so few Gorgons. If your mother is considered the first generation, are there any third generation Gorgons in the world now?"

Aenarion was speechless as he watched these female snakes happily grinding tofu. In the past few hundred years, among the Gorgons, only Sisina reached adulthood because of the pet contract, and the rest were all loli. Even earlier, Philus took her own sisters into the harem to play with as concubines. No wonder your race is so rare.

"Oh, don't worry about this kind of thing, just enjoy life while you can. This is not my mother's era anymore. In her era, only the coastal areas of Greece had elven civilization, and the population was very small. Other places were even uncivilized tribes. After giving birth to little Gorgons and teaching them how to hunt, they could be thrown out to rule the mountains. A Gorgon would crush wild beasts and could easily gather in the mountains.

But later on, the little Gorgons thrown out of the nest would be immediately captured by the Alexander Empire, the Roman Empire, and the Ottoman Empire to serve as soldiers. Even a legendary Gorgon like her had to sign a combat contract with the Roman emperor. The other three, four, and five generations of less powerful Gorgons did not even have the qualifications to sign a contract and were all forced to join the army. Even someone as strong as me could not refuse the invitation of the Ottomans and had to join the army as their legion commander.

Look, even children like Sisiana and Euryale who were close to the legendary lair were captured by you, Aenarion, to join the army. How can you expect other Gorgons to be any better? Moreover, the stronger the Gorgon, the more dangerous the battlefield they face. I should be the strongest Gorgon, and the enemy I fight is a more terrifying monster like Sanguinius. Whoever wants to give birth can give birth, but I won't do it anyway.

All these years I have been looking for other sisters who are still alive, incorporating them into my own army and protecting them well."

Philus didn't care about this at all. She reached out and took out Fulgrim, who had been petrified and sealed, and threw him into the small mouth hidden inside her snake scales and stirred him.

Aenarion was silent.

"I'm sorry. I can only say that I will do my best to protect the safety of all Gorgons on the battlefield. I will never let anyone, including you, die in vain. On many battlefields, I really need the assistance of your petrification ability."

"Okay, you don't have to blame yourself too much. You are the best employer I have seen in the past few hundred years. You have overwhelming strength, but you still let those three little ghosts live in the mother's nest. That is a treatment that only a legendary mother can negotiate. And you really fought side by side with us and helped each other. They all think highly of you. Unlike the Sultan who incorporated us into the military camp and threw us into the most dangerous battlefield of mincing meat, otherwise, I would not have invited you here."

Filth patted Aenarion's shoulder comfortingly, and then reached her climax with a loud scream, and the lustful tide completely soaked Fulgrim's sculpture.

On the other side, Sisina also learned how to spread her gorgeous aquamarine scales and reveal the pink folds like petals under the instruction of several older sisters. Two giant Gorgons, exuding a mature and sexy temperament, held the slightly immature and attractive little snake on the left and right, turning into a fragrant and moving picture, inviting Aenarion to jump into it.

Aenarion stared at the damp abyss, lost in thought. With the growth of his strength and the increase of his demon hunter level, his sexual desire and ability also skyrocketed. After paralyzing Shadow and Indrognir, he did not reach his limit at all. However, it was comfortable to lie on the soft snow peak. If he jumped into the spring pool and stirred it - it would be weird.

"I have another idea."

Aenarion cast a first-level psionic expansion spell, a most basic psionic power that could double his size and expand his weight eightfold, turning him into a giant beast four meters tall and weighing more than 600 kilograms.

If he paid extra mana, his size could quadruple and his weight expand sixty-four times, turning him into a giant eight meters tall and weighing nearly five tons.

I learned this psychic power to target the Ottoman behemoth units. Later, when I had my own behemoth Indrognir and Demon's Shadow, I no longer used this thing. I didn't expect it to come in handy again at this moment.

Although Sisina is thirty meters long, twenty-six meters of it is the snake tail and only four meters is the human part without legs. The size is just right.

At the instigation of the three Gorgon sisters, Sisina flapped her wings, flew to Aenarion, put her arms around him, and hung directly on his neck. Her tender breasts, which were about to bloom, pressed tightly against Aenarion's hard chest. The cyan-gold snake tail wrapped around him several times, tying itself firmly to its master, and then tentatively inserted the blooming pink bud slowly into the marble column. The thousands of moist folds ground the enlarged spear, making the two of them sing pleasantly at the same time, and the tip of the little girl's tail trembled with excitement.

Seeing that Aenarion could still grow bigger, the other three mature and beautiful Gorgons also

They came over curiously, some stretched out their red tongues to lick Inarion's earlobes, some lifted up their two magnificent breasts with both hands and rubbed them against the two's bodies, and some stretched out their snake tails to tightly wrap Inarion and Sisina together, making every inch of skin and scales come into close contact and friction, adding to the fun and making the two reach the climax in rounds of bliss. Sisina's eyes rolled back, her whole body twitched, and she even fainted from the climax.

Philus also became interested when she saw Aenarion growing bigger. Her human half was seven meters long. After Aenarion grew bigger, the size of his human body was only half of hers, and the difference was even greater with the snake tail.

The Lord of the Gorgons was like an iron-grey chariot, easily crushing the giant Aenarion beneath him. Two huge soft masses completely submerged his head, wrapping it in them, and then held it intimately in his arms. Half of Aenarion's body was sunk in the snow-white softness, and the iron-scaled snake tail wrapped around the two of them. The huge difference in size was extremely visually impactful.

Philus waved her snake tail and wrapped it around Aenarion's marble pillar. After rubbing and kneading it several times, she slowly put it into her pistil, enjoying a different kind of stimulation.

Faced with this novel way of playing, Aenarion showed no fear. He entangled with the four giant Gorgons and fought fiercely together. The snake tails of four colors, white, blue, iron gray and lapis lazuli, drew magnificent outlines in the dark night, plowed huge and terrifying deep pits in the soft soil, and stuck together with the giant Aenarion turned into, performing the most primitive rhythm of life under the dark night sky and in the charming evening breeze.

Chapter 430: The Legion of the Undead

After subduing two dragons and four gorgons in one night, Aenarion dragged his increasingly tired body back to its original size, and finally lay between Philus's magnificent breasts. Wrapped in the two lumps of snow-white breast flesh, he fell into a deep sleep. It was not until noon the next day that he got up to work, taking officials and soldiers with him to restore order in Wallachia.

The land of Wallachia is extremely large, but due to the continuous overfishing by the Ottomans and vampires, the population is only 600,000, of which 550,000 are high elves and half-elves, and the remaining 50,000 are Slavs and Germans. It is smaller than the population of Macedonia in Leman Russ, but the number of zombies and cannon fodder is extremely large.

Aenarion calculated that, including Sanguinius and the vampires controlled by Sanguinius, he had controlled and enslaved a total of twenty vampire lords in the past two months. That night, he asked these vampire lords to call all the ghouls and zombies under their command outside the city to count the number of people, and finally got an accurate number.

Twenty vampire lords, five hundred ghouls, and thirty thousand zombies, with a scale of up to thirty battalions.

In addition, there are three thousand advanced zombies wearing heavy armor and holding giant swords, namely the grave guards; one thousand top-level zombies not only wearing plate armor but also riding zombie horses and holding spears and shields, namely the black knights.

In addition, there were various undead beasts. There were still one thousand zombie wolves and three thousand zombie bats left. The bat wolves, which were as huge as war elephants, were the main targets of attack and suffered heavy losses. However, after the war, there were only twelve of these undead monsters left.

Finally, there was a special team: sixty blood knights. They were not zombies or ghouls, but vampires! Like the other vampire lords, they were directly enslaved by Sanguinius. Aenarion was shocked when he found out that there were so many vampires.

"By the way, I'm curious, how did you create vampires?"

Aenarion looked towards Sanguinius. That holy and dignified face was extremely stubborn and unwilling in the night. His lips, as red as blood, did not move.

Aenarion gave the order through the psychic energy that permeated her body, and the undead monster reluctantly opened its mouth.