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"There's something going on on the right! Everyone line up!"

Rosari immediately issued a warning, and just when everyone's attention was focused on the right side where Aenarion and the other five were, a chimera rushed out of the forest on the left like lightning!

The sound on the right is a decoy!

Rosari was startled, and the five of them raised the pulley crossbows that had been loaded long ago, and fired a volley of shots, hitting the three heads of the red dragon, lion, and goat, creating dazzling blood flowers. But they were still a step too slow. The three ferocious beasts, facing the fierce firepower of humans, spread their wings and swooped down, knocking the two war horses to the ground!

A rider fell down with a scream, his right leg was crushed by the fallen horse, and he fainted from the pain.

As the other rider fell, the lion and dragon heads of the Chimaera bit his neck and right hand respectively. With a shrill scream, he was carried high into the sky. Drops of scarlet blood fell from the sky, and fleeting blood flowers bloomed on the ground.

"Don't look at that chimera! Look at the right side of the forest! She is smaller than the male from yesterday, and there is no mane on her lion-like head. She is a female! Female chimeras hunt in groups just like female lions! She can't be the only one here. We just heard the sound of a giant creature running through the forest on the right side. We have something here too!"

Before Indrognir finished his words, the second Chimaera suddenly rushed out of the forest on the right. There was still no thick mane on its neck. It was still a lioness. Its three bloody mouths were expanded to the maximum, and its fangs were extremely ferocious and terrifying!

At Indrognir's reminder, Aenarion and his five companions were on guard. The Leopard Woman threw a javelin almost at the moment the enemy rushed out of the jungle, and the spear pierced the center of the forehead of the goat's head. Her terrifying strength even surpassed that of the Chimaera, a giant beast weighing more than one ton. The power of her javelin made the charge of the giant beast slow down.

Aenarion used a false start to greatly increase his chance of hitting the enemy before pulling the trigger. Although he missed the vital part, he shot through the Chimaera's right claw. The monster was severely hit twice and gave up the sneak attack in fear of the severe pain. It went back into the jungle and planned a second ambush.

At this time, the third and fourth chimeras emerged from the woods in front and behind, and attacked the team from the front and back! The four chimeras had no manes, were small in size, and were all female.

"Miss Elf over there! Can we still use horses as tolls now?!"

Seeing these three evil beasts, which were actually four in thickness, Rosari asked with a grim expression.

"The chimera we encountered yesterday was just a male wanderer without a tribe or territory. He was satisfied with just some food. What we encountered today was a group of female lions out hunting! They have children to raise and territories to develop. What they want is not just food. They can't rob us just for food, they want treasures, goods and everything else."

Indrognir was also somewhat surprised when he looked at the four female chimeras.

"You are so familiar with Chimera, can you communicate and negotiate with these monsters? If they ask for little, just give it to them! Damn it, this road is usually very safe, why are there so many monsters recently?"

Rosari said with a pained look.

"Let me try."

Indrognir's Greek Elven language was transformed into Dragon Language very smoothly. His cherry lips skillfully uttered an extremely serious, cold and fierce strange language.

Within a few sentences, there are a lot of hard consonants and dental fricatives. The former sounds sonorous and powerful, while the latter sounds a bit like a snake spitting out its tongue, a terrifying sound effect, hissing at the end of each unfamiliar word.

"Beautiful and brave Chimera ladies! We are willing to offer treasures and food in exchange for safety!"

Several Chimeras were stunned for a moment after hearing the dragon language. They didn't expect that these monkeys understood dragon language. One of the Chimeras temporarily suspended its attack, and the red dragon head on the right side of its body looked at Indrognir, also uttering the same hissing and fierce dragon language.

"Okay, leave half of the horses and treasures behind, and you can leave our hunting territory safely."

Indrognir heaved a sigh of relief and repeated it to Rosari in Elvish. The gentle human's face suddenly changed, and he raised the pulley crossbow in his hand in anger and shot an arrow at the Chimera!

Damn it, I've been a merchant for so many years, and I've been taken advantage of by officials, but no one has ever asked for half of my goods! If you want to do business, you'd better step over my dead body first!

Chapter 48: The Turkic Royal Family

"Roar!!!"

Seeing the breakdown of the negotiations, a Chimaera flapped its wings, placed the mercenary in its mouth on the tree canopy, and then cooperated with its other sisters to prepare for another attack. The female beast that was repelled by the Leopard Woman and Aenarion also showed her head again from the dense forest.

Four chimeras surrounded the entire caravan.

"Don't transform into a dragon unless it's absolutely necessary. It will expose your identity. Use warlock magic to attack."

Aenarion cast an inert armor and put on a silver armor woven from astral matter. He pressed Indrognir's shoulders and whispered in her ear. He did not release the ogre lead-spitting zombie himself. He had to keep this trump card in hand and use it when there was really no other way.

Indrognir nodded, and the hot arcane energy condensed into a scarlet flaming arrow in her palm. The maid Irene also used a flaming arrow. Aenarion quickly reloaded and shot, and the Leopard Woman also took a spear throwing posture. The four of them fired another volley at the Chimaera that had exposed its head, hitting the Chimaera with a bloody head.

The three ferocious beasts understood that if they did not rush forward and drag the battle into close combat, which they were good at, the situation would only become increasingly unfavorable to them. So they retracted their wings, used the red wings covered with dragon scales to protect the three heads, and swooped down from the treetops like a cannonball!

Indrognir and Irene launched another flaming arrow attack. Thousands of green leaves condensed into a rune spear in the hands of the Leopard Girl, and the fire was thrown out like a meteor. Inarion had no time to reload bullets. With a purple halo in his eyes, twenty-four silver psychic bones, like twenty-four pairs of arms, gently embraced him in their arms. While the silver scale armor protected Inarion, it also secreted a layer of ectoplasmic mucus to protect the pale ribs.

Now this vitality spell is at level 4, which can provide me with 20 extra life points, and its strength is twice as good as the original one.

The Chimaera was bombed twice in succession, and its wings that served as shields were torn to pieces. It staggered in front of the group of people. Aenarion also completed his last spell. An ethereal silver thread connected his life and the Leopard Woman's life together.

[Damage Sharing]: Choose a voluntary target. Whenever you are attacked, you will only take 50% of the damage, and the remaining 50% will be borne by the voluntary target.

Under the triple spell amplification, Aenarion's defense ability was already ridiculously high at this moment. The Chimaera's three heads and two claws attacked the five people respectively, and the lioness's head took a bite, but it didn't even bite through the psychic armor.

At this moment, purple ripples appeared in his eyes again, and one of the three garnets in the Secret Fire Ring was extinguished, increasing the power of the flame magic. A chaotic fireball burning all the known and indescribable colors in the world roared out and exploded directly in the lioness's mouth!

The intense pain made the three-headed beast let out a shrill scream. Two of its four saber teeth were blown off by the flames, and the inside of its lips was bleeding profusely. The delicate lips were first burned by the chaos fire, forming hideous blisters, and then quickly dehydrated, inactivated, and carbonized into pieces of dry debris. Billowing black smoke rose slowly from its bloody mouth.

After obtaining the psionic missiles, Aenarion not only has extremely high defense, but also possesses the destructive power of a warlock of the same level.

"Roar!!!"

The other two heads of the Chimaira roared angrily, and Aenarion's fireball imploded, filling the monster with hatred. The dragon's skull spewed out real dragon flames, and the surging fire waves roared over with the force of sweeping across the world, instantly submerging Aenarion, leaving only a raging sea of ​​fire before his eyes. The armor and bones forged by psychic energy gradually melted into drops of silver water in the high temperature, and then evaporated into a wisp of mist.

However, his real body was safe and sound under the protection of the triple spiritual energy. He could not even feel the high temperature of the flames and did not sweat a single drop.

Half of the red dragon's flame damage was transferred to the leopard woman, and the damage caused to the psychic bones was extremely limited. The leopard woman's wheat-colored skin was suddenly covered with dense red spots, and the spots expanded into blisters that oozed juice. Her entire body was severely burned by the flames.

In the aftermath of the pain, the Leopard Woman moaned in enjoyment, her entire body bathed in the glory of Slaanesh, and her necrotic skin quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

recovery.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!!!"

The dragon flame dissipated, and the Chimaera launched a second wave of attack. The goat horns hit Aenarion's nose hard, and a pair of huge, soft cat claws tore his chest violently.

However, two of these three fierce attacks were blocked by the psychic iron armor. The goat horns bypassed the armor's protection and stabbed directly at his face, but were intercepted by those damn psychic bones! Dragon fire spitting, horns colliding, claws scratching, this series of attacks can easily tear a low-level professional into pieces, but in front of this guy, it only broke several psychic bones and destroyed this guy's first layer of defense.

The Leopard Woman let out an alluring moan, and a large bloody hole suddenly appeared on her face. Tissue buds quickly grew out of the wound, completely recovering from the damage she had suffered.

Aenarion was secretly shocked. This Chimaera was indeed powerful. It took him more than ten seconds to complete the absolute defense of triple psychic energy, but this guy only took six seconds to penetrate his first psychic skeleton. If he encountered one alone in the wild, he would probably be dead. But unfortunately, he still had four companions.

As the Chimera launched its pounce, Irene raised the Hoss Greatsword high up. The silver-white blade, wrapped in shocking blood-red thunder, whistled and slashed down in the air! The Dusk Blade's strongest attack easily tore the dragon wings folded and protected at the side, and cut the bodies of the three beasts.

Indrognir chanted a spell, and another flaming arrow exploded in front of Chimera into balls of brilliant sparks.

The Leopard Woman shared the damage that Aenarion suffered with flushed cheeks and a morbid smile on her wild and unruly face. She became more excited with each injury. She flashed to the side of the Chimaira like a hurricane and stabbed a spear into her hind leg. The tip of the spear pierced through the tough fur and flesh tissue, and after penetrating the entire thigh, it sank deeply into the ground, firmly fixing the beast to the ground.

Artemisia's right hand transformed into a three-headed whip. The scarlet rope woven together by tendons and blood vessels shuttled through the battlefield like a venomous snake, tightening her three necks at the same time. Together with the Leopard Girl, they bound the monster to the ground! All five of them were elites. After fighting in recent days, their cooperation became more and more tacit. With five people attacking together, even Chimera would have to die with hatred on the spot!

They fought smoothly here, but were not so lucky in other places. The guards beaten by the three-headed Chimaera were defeated one after another. Although these monsters were bleeding profusely from the powerful crossbow arrows, and the crossbow arrows could easily penetrate the flesh and blood of the monsters, they were too small in size, like toothpicks compared to these giants. Unless they hit the vital points, they could not cause decisive and fatal injuries.

However, they themselves suffered heavy losses as the three-headed Chimaeras swooped down and spewed flames again and again!

Suddenly, at this moment, a series of rapid horse hoof sounds were heard on the avenue, and eight people riding eight war horses galloped over. Rosari saw his savior and hurriedly raised his hand and shouted.

"Help! Help! Help me fight off these Chimeras, and I'll give each of you six silver coins!"

The eight riders looked at each other, slowly pulled the reins, six of them stood still, while the other two rode their horses towards them from a distance.

Aenarion looked back and saw that the two leaders, a man and a woman, were very young, wearing exquisite and gorgeous mithril chain mail, a felt coat embroidered with a large number of complex patterns, an extremely luxurious belt inlaid with six dazzling gems, and a waistcoat made of a whole wolf skin around their necks. They looked like Turks.

However, their slender figures of more than two meters in height, their long, thin and pointed ears, and their fair and delicate faces showed that they were true elves. An ominous premonition arose in Aenarion's heart.

The six people behind them were also more than two meters tall, all wearing Western European Gothic full-body armor, carrying long bows and arrows, and scimitars and shields on their waists - they were the remaining Janissaries! Are the strange man and woman in front the new reinforcements?

Aenarion cast an identification spell and saw the most frightening panel attributes he had ever seen.

【Mahmood Angelos】

Level 11 (3rd level warlock + 2nd level warrior + 6th level dragon warlock)

Level 11 (6th level priest + 5th level destiny champion)

Health 160, Mana 144

Akanthe Scimitar +20 hits, magic damage 23~30

Protection 11 (+6 Agility +5 Mithril Mail)

Strength 26, Agility 22, Constitution 24

Intelligence 20, Wisdom 20, Charisma 20

[Luxury Belt]: All attributes +6

What the hell is this? Why are there two levels? One for the Dragon Vein Warlock class system and one for the Battle Priest class system?

"Mahmood Angelos?!"

Indrognir cried out in surprise and turned his head quickly, fearing that the other party would see him.

"Oh my god, the Ottoman pursuer turned out to be him! There were many families that served as emperors of the Eastern Roman Empire, such as the Iraklius family and the Macedonian family.

But now, there are only three families left with news: the Palaiologos family that now controls the throne, the Komnenos family that fled to Epirus and Trabzon to establish separatist forces in the empire, and this one, the Angelos family, which was completely Turkified after being eaten by the ogres! The children of their family have joined the Janissaries for generations, and this one is the best of the new generation! "

“Our family’s bloodline is

The dragon, the Komnenos family is the phoenix, and the Angelos family is the double-headed eagle. It is an extremely strange warlock bloodline. An awakened Angelos will be like an eagle with two heads, with two completely independent levels and completely independent career systems! It's like there are two professional souls in his body!

The effect of these things added together is very terrifying, one plus one is far greater than two!"

Chapter 49: Mahmoud

"Save this caravan. They need to answer my questions."

Mahmoud Angelos said coldly, and six Janissaries drew their bows and shot deadly arrows at the Chimaera hovering in the sky.

With their own powerful strength and superior composite longbows, the damage of the arrows shot by these Janissaries was almost the same as that of the pulley crossbow, but the time wasted in loading and swinging the pulley crossbow was enough for them to shoot four feather arrows! Moreover, they were extremely accurate, and even when facing flying moving targets, few arrows would miss. They were completely on a different level from these caravan guards.

The dense, high-frequency firepower soon left a Chimera covered in wounds and blood. The female beast roared angrily and swooped down from the sky, with scorching dragon flames burning fiercely in her beastly stomach.

Mahmoud was calm and composed. His fair and handsome face was full of confidence and pride under his long, smooth golden hair.

He jumped off his horse, fighting with a staff and shield in hand, and waved a staff inlaid with stars and the bright moon in his right hand. He shot a beam of khaki energy rays into the sky, accurately hitting the huge body of the Chimera.

Instantly, the Chimera's wing membrane secreted a large amount of granite and marble. The heavy weight made her wings heavier and heavier. At first, she just couldn't flap, and then she couldn't even lift it up. It drooped weakly on both sides of her body. The heavy wings made the whole monster lose balance. Like a withered leaf, it glided and fell from the air. Its chin hit the ground heavily. The dragon flame that had been accumulated for a long time exploded directly in the red dragon's throat! The rolling flames and choking black smoke covered half of her body.

Mahmoud strode forward, walked towards the monster whose lion head and goat head were both injured by flames, raised a beautifully shaped brass round shield in his left hand, and slammed the shield hard on the tip of the red dragon's nose! Accompanied by a harsh noise, it made her dizzy.

At the same time, two arcane hands constructed with magical energy stretched out from Mahmoud's shoulders and turned into his second pair of arms. The arcane hands pulled out two snowflake-covered Akanth scimitars from the luxurious belt, one on the left and one on the right, and slashed heavily on her neck. With just one strike, the dragon skull on the right side was cut off! The dripping blood gushed out from the broken neck, and the blood stained his handsome and calm face red.

Aenarion looked at the Turkic elf who easily slaughtered the Chimera, and suddenly reacted.

Mahmoud Angelos? The future Veli Mahmoud Pasha Angelos?!

This name may be well-known now, but it will become even more prominent in the future Ottoman Empire. In the future, he will be the most powerful right-hand man of the Conqueror Mehmed II, appointed as the Empire's War Marshal and Grand Vizier, in charge of all affairs of the empire's European territories. Half of the Janissary Corps and half of the legion commanders are also under his command. He is second only to the emperor and above everyone else!

"Artemisia! Nidalee! Let that chimaera go!"

Aenarion made a decision immediately. Although the two women didn't know why, they still obeyed the order with trust. As soon as the chimera was freed, it immediately fled into the distance, trying to escape from the five terrible two-legged beasts.

"That chimera is trying to run away! His fur is very valuable, chase him! Take off his skin!!!"

Aenarion roared loudly and pretended to be a philistine, jumping on his horse to chase the Chimaera. The other four suddenly realized what was going on and immediately disguised themselves as members of the caravan, using the excuse of chasing the Chimaera to quickly leave the caravan! Stay away from these Janissaries!

Mahmoud looked at them from a distance, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain. It was just the fur of a chimaera, how much could it be sold for? How could they be so anxious that they would not even save their companions in order to capture a chimaera? Italian businessmen were always like this, with the smell of money in their bones.

One Chimera was killed, one Chimera was forced to retreat, and the remaining two felt that the situation was not good, so they retreated in time to stop the loss. Mahmoud was too lazy to care about the night attack, and rode his horse directly to the caravan.

"Who is the leader? We are looking for someone. Have you ever seen a girl with blue-purple hair and purple eyes? She has four guards beside her. One of them is a man who is extremely handsome. The Janissary who reported back even said that there is no adjective in the world that can match his peerless appearance."

"I, I am the leader of the caravan, thank you for saving my life."

Rosari hurried out, took out a bag of silver coins and handed it to Mahmoud respectfully. He didn't even look at the bag, but just stared straight into Rosari's eyes. His purple eyes seemed to be able to see through people's souls.

"Have you ever seen those people I mentioned?"

"Um, no, but I did see a team of five people. There was an elf girl in a white dress and a white hat. The color of her hair was blocked, but her eyes were indeed purple. There was also a man next to her, but he kept

Covering his face with a cloak, is this the person you are looking for? "

Rosari expressed her gratitude with all she knew.

Mahmoud frowned. The description of appearance was somewhat similar.

"Where are they? When did you see them?"

"They are in my team. My guards were attacked when we were on the road yesterday, and some of them were killed or injured. I hired them as caravan guards to strengthen the team's protection. Look, they are on the right side—"

Rosari turned her head to the right, but stopped talking abruptly——Where are they???

Mahmoud reacted immediately. The one who had just chased Chimera was the little princess of Paleo! They were not stupid or greedy at all. They just acted for themselves. They used the excuse of chasing Chimera to escape quickly!

I was actually fooled by them?

"Hurry up and chase them! They are the five people just now! Except for the princess, all others will be killed without mercy! Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

Mahmoud jumped on his horse, raised the whip and whipped the horse hard, urging it to speed up. Behind him, the girl dressed similarly to him and six Janissaries galloped on their horses. Only two days later, the Ottomans discovered Indrognir again and got close to his tail.

"Estariel, find them."

"As you command, brother."

The girl behind Mahmoud nodded, and her slender jade fingers burned with a vibrant emerald fire. She drew two circles in the air, forming two portals with emerald green vortices.

Instantly, two small falcons, accompanied by loud eagle cries, emerged from the emerald green energy vortex and spread their wings to fly towards Aenarion and his companions!