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However, these two falcons are not living creatures. The bones that make up their bodies are strong and ancient tree branches, their muscles and skin are tangled vines and thorns, their sharp claws and beaks are the largest and sharpest thorns on the thorns, their feathers are made up of densely stacked broad leaves, and even their eyes are two sparkling berries.

The bodies of the two falcons are actually made of pure plants.

Chapter 50: Green Binding Summoning

Aenarion and his party galloped towards Athens. This group of people came from the west and directly blocked the road back to Mystras. If they wanted to survive, they could only run to the east. Before, they walked 60 kilometers a day to take care of the horses, but now their lives were at stake, so they ran at full speed, two to three times faster than their usual walking speed.

However, they were still not fast enough. The two falcons made of branches, vines, and green leaves were like two green lightning bolts, soaring skillfully in the green sea of ​​treetops, staring at their target intently, and letting out a shrill eagle cry in the treetops.

In an instant, hundreds of flexible vines as thick as fingers stretched out from the soil covered with fallen leaves and fungi, like green tentacles dancing wildly in the air, tightly entangling the galloping horses and their riders.

Some vines were torn apart by the brute force and inertia of the galloping horses, but some vines managed to bind their targets, even pulling Aenarion and the other four to the ground with their horses! Fortunately, they all fell into the soft sea of ​​vines. Looking around, the area of ​​dozens of meters around Indrognir turned into a green tentacle hell.

"It's the Green Binding Summons!"

Indragnir, who had been educated in the best education system in the empire since childhood, recognized it at a glance.

"Just like Super Magic Durability, which can double the duration of your spells, [Green Bound Summoning] is also a type of Super Magic System. It allows the animals and beasts you summon to be upgraded to more powerful Green Bound Beasts. Not only do their strength, agility, and physique increase significantly, their bodies also become plant-like in structure, making their vitality extremely tenacious.

The most troublesome thing about these green-bound beasts is that they can use [Entanglement] at will like a druid, which is the spell under our feet! The only weakness of the entanglement spell is that it is not strong enough. It can be torn apart with enough force, and it is afraid of fire!"

"You can't trap me! Monster."

Upon hearing this, Nidalee immediately abandoned her fallen warhorse, transformed into a leopard, and nimbly climbed up to the nearest treetop. These vines, which were as thick as an index finger, could not tie up a leopard whose strength was close to that of a war elephant. Her sharp fangs and claws ravaged the green vines like a storm.

But the fallen warhorse was tightly bound by countless vines, even submerged. Thousands of vines rushed to entwine around it, gathering more and more, and finally turned into a wriggling green hill.

Indrognir quickly transformed into a young dragon and used burning purple thunder to carefully burn the surrounding vines. Artemisia's Nightmare, with its four hooves stepping on flames, also made the vines dare not approach.

These green tentacles seem to have their own lives. Once exposed to high temperatures, they will retreat and curl up into a ball in a human-like manner, shivering. Those who fail to retreat in time will be burned by the flames, twisting, twitching, and squirming in the dazzling firelight, turning into a piece of charcoal.

The little princess and Artemisia successfully rescued the others by taking advantage of the vines' fear of fire. However, at this moment, the Flame Nightmare of the Slaanesh Paladin became their only means of transportation. The remaining four horses were all bound by thorns during the charge, tripped and fell, and their legs were injured to varying degrees due to inertia. The two most serious ones were even

The bone was broken directly and he couldn't even stand up.

"Nidalee! Kill those two falcons!"

Aenarion had no choice but to turn over and ride on Artemisia's nightmare, sitting in the arms of the Slaanesh Paladin. He pulled the trigger towards the sky, and with the help of the first move of the enemy, he shot a green-bound falcon in the heart. The huge impact force directly blew up the body of the strange bird, and the brown branches and green leaves fell down helplessly.

At this moment, the Leopard Woman had climbed to the tree canopy. She kicked the trunk with her four claws, and her agile body shot out of the treetops like lightning. She leaped into the air and accurately bit the second green-bound falcon soaring in the sea of ​​leaves in the tree canopy. She bit off its neck, and the entire body of the leopard fell down from a height of several meters.

The Leopard Woman was not in a hurry. She gracefully twisted her nimble body in the air, with her four huge and thick cat paws fully opened. With the help of her thick pads, she landed steadily from the tree canopy to the ground without suffering any harm.

Although several people rushed out of the green hell of entanglement and killed two tracking falcons, only one of the five horses was left.

"As usual, Artemisia and I will ride on Nightmare. Nidalee's leopard form is even faster than a horse. Princess, you turn into a dragon and fly by yourself. Irene, come here. I will cast the beast curse on you and turn you into a hamster and take you away."

"Princess, please change back to human form first."

Irene did not respond to Aenarion. Her body was shaking violently, her face was pale, and she walked to the side of the princess as if she had made up her mind.

Indragnir turned back into human form in confusion, not knowing what the other party wanted to do, but the next second, Irene tore off the princess's white robe, took off her own blue cloak, and draped it over Indragnir's shoulders.

"Irene, you..."

"I won't go with you. I'll be the bait! To lure away those two bastards from the Angelos family. You guys go!"

Irene's body gradually stopped shaking, and she resolutely put on the white robe worn by the princess, disguising herself as she was before Indrognir's transformation.

"Lucius Domitius Aurelian,"

Irene looked at Aenarion with an almost fanatical gaze and called out his real name before he traveled through time.

"Your beast transformation spell can only last for a few minutes, and we are still dozens of kilometers away from the next city. I will be left behind sooner or later. It is better to separate now and let me be the bait! I can also complete one last thing for the princess!

Please save your mana and turn the princess into a small animal and hide her for a while. As long as the two Angelos are misled and chase me, you and the princess will have a greater chance of escaping. Even if they only send two Janissaries to catch me, it can reduce the pressure you face!

Maybe you have forgotten everything you have ever done, but I beg you to send the princess back to Constantinople safely, for the sake of the empire!!!"

Aenarion looked at the maid with some surprise. He had escorted the princess all the way here because he had enough benefits, whether it was the generous gift from Lord Thomas the Despot or the promise of a ship in the future. He couldn't understand why someone would willingly go to die.

But Irene did not wait for everyone's answer, and resolutely walked into the more dangerous mountains, leaving everyone with a tragic back of a woman ready to die bravely. Then, she felt her vision lowered and she was turned into a hamster by Aenarion.

"That plan of yours is not reliable at all! What princess would be separated from four guards alone? Do you think that all your enemies are fools?"

Aenarion picked up the hamster from the ground and held it in his palm.

"We just need to find a mount. The five of us have defeated a shipload of Slaanesh pirates, repelled a Janissary squad, and even defeated the Chimaera. They are just two Angelos. Are you so scared? We will definitely escape!"

Chapter 51: The Empire’s Invitation

A dragon, a horse and a leopard were running wildly forward in the woods, while eight Janissaries were chasing them madly from behind, getting closer and closer to them. Three green-bound falcons flapped their wings, swooped down with a roar, and came to obstruct them. Their sharp eagle beaks let out death cries, and the vines all over the mountains and plains danced wildly and broke out of the soft soil, turning into an overwhelming green wave, roaring towards the four people!

Artemisia stroked Nightmare's neck, and the Slaanesh fire wrapped around Nightmare's hooves, mane and tail suddenly surged, forcing back the approaching vines. Pink magic fire mixed with black smoke gushed out from the horse's mouth and nose, turning into a magnificent pink flame wave.

Indrognir cooperated with the Paladin of Slaanesh to launch dragon breath, and burning purple lightning whizzed out from the dragon's stomach. The purple and pink lightning flames intertwined and merged with each other, directly burning through the raging waves composed of thousands of vines, creating a survival path for the five people.

As if he was tired of the chase, or as if he had entered the sniper range, Mahmoud waved the magic wand in his right hand and pointed it forward. Two huge space cracks appeared in front of Mahmoud and Inarion at the same time, and instantly collapsed, spreading into two magical arches.

Mahmoud held a magic wand in one hand, a shield in the other, and wielded the Atkaan scimitar in both hands. He rode his horse into the blue vortex of the arch. The next moment, he rode out of the second arch in front of Aenarion, directly blocking the way of the group!

[Fourth Ring Arcane·Anywhere Door]: Consumes 7 points of magic power and performs short-distance space teleportation.

Indrognir looked at Mahmoud who was teleporting over and blocking his way forward, his eyes full of despair. However, Aenarion suddenly threw the hamster in his hand forward, and the strong wind pressure made the little hamster unable to open its eyes, and its two fat cheeks were bulged by the wind!

"Opportunity! This guy's teleportation was disconnected from the others! Let's kill him together!!!"

Mahmoud tilted his head in disdain, dodging the flying hamster, and shot out an ochre-colored ray from the wand in his right hand, accurately hitting Indragnir soaring in the treetops, causing its wings to be wrapped in a large amount of granite, making it too heavy to flap and fly.

"Come down!"

Mahmoud roared and swung his right hand downward. Indrognir, who was wrapped in the ochre light, let out a scream and fell from the treetops like a kite with a broken string. He was dragged by the magic ray and the granite wrapped in his wings and smashed heavily to the ground!

"call out!!!"

The Leopard Woman uses a standard two-stage attack. While throwing the spear in her hand, she transforms herself into a leopard and charges forward as fast as lightning, attacking the enemy in two directions at the same time as the thrown spear.

Aenarion dismounted from his horse and raised his musket, aiming and firing with his magic of forewarning.

Artemisia's right hand turned into a more than three-meter-long lance, urging the Nightmare under her crotch to charge at full speed. The sharp spear tip was wrapped with the Slaanesh flame of the Evil Slash and pointed directly at Mahmoud's heart!

No matter how powerful this guy is, he can't possibly block all our attacks!

Mahmoud was not in a hurry. He used his third hand to slash at the flying spear, deflecting its flight trajectory. Then he slashed with the second knife at a dazzling speed, slashing it hard on the Leopard Woman's face. Amidst the flying blood flowers, he knocked her to the ground with one blow, causing her to let out a shrill cry.

The fourth hand also swung the scimitar, accurately hitting the musket bullet fired by Aenarion. With the sharp sound of friction and dazzling sparks flying everywhere, the sharp blade split the rapidly flying tiny bullet in half vertically!

The enormous force directly changed the flight path of the shattered projectile, causing the future of the hit that Aenarion saw to disappear into thin air.

"Go to hell! You slave of the Ottomans!!!"

Artemisia was the last to arrive. The Fire Nightmare plus herself had a heavy mass of 700 to 800 kilograms, coupled with the extreme sprint speed of 80 kilometers per hour. The terrifying kinetic energy generated was now concentrated on the small tip of the Slaanesh Fire Spear, which pierced Mahmoud's chest heavily!

"clang!!!"

With an extremely sharp and shrill sound of metal friction, Mahmoud raised his shield and blocked the desperate charge of the Slaanesh Paladin. Facing such a terrifying cavalry charge, he only took three steps back and released all the strength. The metal round shield drew a deadly trajectory in the air and hit the nightmare's head heavily. Just an ordinary shield hit knocked him unconscious and fell to the ground! Artemisia on the saddle also fell down, and the heavy body of the nightmare broke the bones of her left leg.

In a flash, Indrognir, Leopard, Artemisia, and Nightmare all fell to the ground. Before Aenarion could even reload his second round of bullets, Mahmud raised his staff again, and a sacred pillar of golden flames roared down from heaven to earth, hitting Aenarion's head and completely drowning him! The terrifying heavenly fire instantly burned the psychic's bones, and the remaining high temperature also burned terrifying blisters on Aenarion's skin.

【五环神术·焰击术】：消耗9点魔力，对半径三米内的所有目标造成9~54点烈焰/神圣伤害。（每额外支付1点魔力，额外提升1~6点烈焰/神圣伤害）

Aenarion endured the severe pain and looked at Mahmoud in horror. The [Damage Sharing] spell only allowed him to take half the damage, but even so, he was knocked down by the opponent's magic. The psychic bones with 4 levels of enhancement and 20 extra life points? There was even residual power to burn himself?

Mahmoud looked at Aenarion and frowned in confusion. What was wrong with this guy? Although this spell was cast casually without any supermagic enhancement, this third-level warlock was hit by his fifth-ring [Flame Strike] and he didn't die? And it seemed that he only suffered some minor injuries?

At this moment, the hamster that was originally thrown behind Mahmud by Aenarion quietly recovered and became the magic swordsman of Hoeth: Irene.

She silently raised the greatsword high up, and a blue arcane lightning came down from the sky. A river of bright red blood gushed out of her body and entangled the magical giant sword of the White Tower of Hoeth, turning the blue arcane lightning into the terrifying color of blood!

Mahmoud, who defeated four people at the same time, seemed to have reached the limit of his actions. Facing Irene who suddenly appeared behind him, his four arms were unable to rescue her, and his back was hit hard by the burst of the Twilight Blade! The solid iron rings of the mithril chain mail were melted and torn by the bloody electric current, and were chopped into pieces by the sharp giant blade!

Irene's full-strength attack from behind left a scarlet scar deep enough to see the bone.

The blood of the royal family fell like raindrops on the fallen leaves in the forest.

But at this moment, she was also hit in the chest by Mahmoud's two scimitars. She was like a kite with a broken string, dragging a trail of blood, and was beaten away alive!

Mahmoud waved his magic wand, and golden holy light gushed out from the tip of the wand like a fountain, healing the scar on his back almost instantly.

[Fourth Ring Divine Art: Heal Fatal Wounds]: Consumes 9 magic points and restores 15 to 43 points of target's health.

Aenarion looked at the elf man in Turkish attire in despair. The oppressive feeling that Mariana and the Leopard Woman gave him was like child's play in front of this man.

The five of his men played all their cards, but in just twelve seconds, all of them were defeated and fell. Mahmoud was bathed in the golden halo of healing magic, like a handsome messenger of God bathed in the light of heaven.

"I commend your courage, wisdom, and determination, my fellow elves."

Seeing that he was actually beaten by some low-level professionals, Mahmoud was not angry, but showed appreciation and respect for everyone.

"You five joined forces to cause such serious damage to me. Even five ordinary Janissary soldiers cannot do this. I swear in the name of the Angelos family that I, Mahmoud Angelos, the captain of the 199th Company of the th Janissary Legion: Ultramarines, am willing to absorb you into my legion and my company - as long as you are willing to give up protecting the little princess."

Seeing that no one responded, Mahmoud added another sentence.

"Perhaps you have some misunderstandings about the Ottoman Empire. The gap between slaves is sometimes greater than the gap between humans and dogs. The Janissaries are indeed slaves, but this is also a channel for foreigners to quickly climb up in the Ottoman Empire. The Diwan Council, the highest authority of the Ottoman Empire, has thirteen high-ranking lords, eight of whom are Janissaries, foreign slaves who are not Turkic ogres. This proportion has exceeded half of the total seats. Moreover, the 13th Legion of the Ultramarines is the throne legion that accompanied Prince Muhammad as he grew up! One day when the prince becomes the Sultan, we will all have a bright future.

Have you made up your mind? Do you want to accompany the mayor of Constantinople to his doom, or follow the rising stars and the moon, and follow and bathe in the glory of the Sultan? "

PS: Today is the 570th anniversary of the Ottoman conquest of Constantinople. If you forward this message, you can be promoted to Grand Vizier by the Ottoman Sultan. I tried it and it was fake. I was banned by the elite Roman censors like lightning, but today is really the 570th anniversary of the Ottoman conquest of Constantinople.

Chapter 52: Estariel

The seriously injured Leopard Woman and Artemisia both looked towards Aenarion. The two Slaanesh pirates didn't care about any empire and obeyed their master's orders completely. Irene had fainted in a pool of blood at this moment, because the young dragon Drognir was trapped by the huge granite on its wings, and it was difficult for it to move, let alone fly.

The choice of things inexplicably fell into Aenarion's hands.

At this moment, suddenly, a strong wind blew over the forest, and the green leaves of the fir and olive trees danced wildly in the wind, as if they were trembling endlessly, welcoming the arrival of the king. A terrifying murderous intent swept across the world! Aenarion's heart sank, as if there was a sea lying across his head, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Mahmoud frowned, also noticing the strange scene at this time. The genie rarely showed a nervous expression, and quickly prayed to Allah for His magic.

Under Aenarion's astonished gaze, four or five amplifying spells such as [Divine Grace], [Divine Power], and [Righteousness] were cast on him, turning him into a war giant over four meters tall, with the Holy Fire of Heaven burning all over his body! He rushed towards Indrognir at full speed!

Those few moves just now weren't even his true strength? !

Suddenly, a violent wind, carrying purple burning lightning, descended from the sky, directly igniting the forest canopy. The proudly standing olives and firs instantly turned into blazing purple flame torches, and thousands of green leaves were reduced to ashes in the purple high temperature anger! Looking up, the originally lush treetops of the forest turned into purple clouds of flames that covered the sky, shocking everyone's vision.

The branches that were burned alive fell from the sky like a collapsing sky. A Janissary was unable to dodge and was hit on the head by the burning branch. He fainted and was quickly engulfed by the flames.

"Roar!!!"

Amidst the creepy roar of a dragon, a gigantic beast swooped down from the flame layer of the treetops like a meteor and slammed heavily into the ground. The shock wave tore through the earth, shattered the soil, and threw smoke and ashes into the sky several meters high.

Aenarion looked up and saw a ferocious dragon swooping down, over ten meters long, with scales gradating from light blue to dark purple. It looked exactly like Indrognir, but more than four times larger!

【Thomas Palaiolo】(Dragon Form)

Level 7 (7th level combat warlock)

Health 50, Mana 51

Thunder Flame

Dragon Breath: 6~72 Fire/Thunder Damage

Protection 11 (+12 dragon scales -1 large size)

Strength 30, Agility 10, Constitution 16

Intelligence 12, Wisdom 12, Charisma 26

[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 13. (7 character level + 8 charm adjustment value).

This boy really cares about his sister. We just asked the hotel messenger to go back and report the fact that the soldiers here were wiped out by Chimera. As a result, the next day this little boy dropped his busy official duties and flew here in person!

"You bastard from the Angelos family! How dare you set foot on the land of the empire again?! Get out! Stay away from my sister!"

Thomas roared angrily, and a violent storm carrying burning purple lightning burst out of his bloody mouth again!

"Don't get excited, Thomas."

Mahmoud waved his staff and weaved two energy shields in front of him, each with 108 bouquets of flames and lightning. He kept the Purple Dragon Thunder Flame firmly outside the shield and prevented it from harming him in the slightest.

"The sun of the Eastern Roman Empire has set, and a new sun has risen again in Anatolia. Why don't you, the Palaiologos family, want to bask in the glory of the Sultan?"

"When your grandmother, your mother, and your sisters were pressed down by those three or four meter tall, fat ogres and were beaten like crazy, creating the royal ogres, did you, your father, and your grandfather also use this set of rhetoric to comfort yourselves? Bastard of the Anglos family?

Oh, yes, you probably don't mind, after all, you've been pressed down, the Venetian merchant who went to Smyrna, and you were said to be the attendant who accompanied Prince Muhammad, a pedophile? I guess your shithole must have been fully developed. "

Thomas's mouth, which could make people angry to death, uttered a series of extremely humiliating replies again, which made Mahmoud almost faint. He no longer talked about persuading surrender, and with his huge body over four meters tall, he charged forward waving a shield, a magic wand, and two scimitars, and fought with the purple-scaled dragon that was more than ten meters long but only two and a half meters high!

The fight between the giant and the dragon was extremely bloody. Mahmoud wielded four magic weapons. With the blessing of many divine arts, he was as majestic as a god of war. Every blow he struck caused Thomas' scales to fly and dragon blood to splatter everywhere.

But Thomas was not to be trifled with. The burning purple flames were wrapped around his fangs and claws, tearing and biting the giant's body like a violent storm. Every blow could also make the opponent's skin and flesh torn apart, and blood and flesh flew everywhere! The blood of the royal family was all over the burning forest. The remaining five Janissaries and the girl also came to support, trying to kill the dragon together with their captain.

At this moment, under the grace of Slaanesh, Nidalee continued to heal her serious injuries and stood up with the help of Rune Spear. Artemisia also recovered under the dark healing of the Paladin. Aenarion looked at the battle between the two beasts. Although Thomas was only a level 7 warlock, he could become a level 13 dragon because of the warlock's unique bloodline. It was hard to say who would win between him and Mahmoud.