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Iskandar Khayon

Level 8 (5th level Psion + 3rd level Chaos Scholar)

Health 57, Mana 100

Sarn's Axe Hit +8, Physical Damage 5~20

Protection 12 (Agility +2, Fine Plate Armor +10)

Strength 14, Agility 14, Constitution 14

Intelligence 26, Wisdom 10, Charisma 10

"Your shallow knowledge and reckless behavior are unworthy of the name of the Fifteenth Legion. You did what you knew was impossible. Sometimes, retreat is also a kind of victory. You have failed the additional assessment."

Iskandar Khayon heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Izar Khayon's head injury had recovered and his breathing and heartbeat had stabilized. He stood up gracefully, hugged his sister, and evaluated the performance of the recruits.

He stretched out his right hand again, clenching his five fingers. This time, not only a dozen zombies, but also Aenarion and his three companions, were lifted off the ground and floated in the air under the opponent's psychic power! Aenarion struggled desperately, but he couldn't move an inch in the psychic bondage of the opponent! The sinister and terrifying chaotic psychic power was like a giant python that entangled his body tightly, and it was like a cold and piercing hand that clenched his heart. Waves of death chills spread along his spine to his limbs and bones.

Kayan gracefully stretched out a finger and pointed it toward the sky. In an instant, a zombie was thrown dozens of meters into the sky, higher than the mast of the sail.

The armored finger waved downwards, and the zombies fell down like meteors, turning into an unrecognizable pool of meat on the deck. A large amount of pale green liquid oozed out from their broken pale flesh and blood, staining a large area of ​​the deck.

The Janissary waved his fingers like he was playing, and threw the second, third, and fourth zombies into the air one after another, and then smashed them into a pulp on the deck, which made Aenarion's heart tremble! A hundred silver coins for a zombie, my money!

Ka Yang moved his fingers and killed a few zombies at random. Seeing that intimidation could not scare these people, he pointed his finger at Astariel.

"Wait a minute! You must be Mr. Iskandar Khayon! I am Estalier Angelos! A soldier from the 199th Company of the th Legion! You and my brother have met them before! These people are the Janissaries! We are on a special mission!"

Astariel opened her mouth hurriedly. During this period of traveling, this little girl who only knew how to read books also learned a lot of other things, such as lying.

Iskandar Kayon was stunned. He didn't recognize the others, but he had a deep impression of this Anglos royal family. Isn't this Mahmoud's sister? His brother was a favorite in front of the future Sultan, and he couldn't afford to offend him. His hands trembled, and he hurriedly released the few people controlled by psychic energy.

This is strange. Although it is inevitable that some people will die in friendly competitions among the Janissaries, what kind of special mission is this? The legion commander and the Sultan didn't tell me about it.

Just when he was about to ask, a few small black dots suddenly appeared in the southern sky and quickly enlarged. They turned into handsome and agile pure white horses, flapping their flawless white wings like angels, carrying crusader knights wearing chain mail and white robes, rushing towards here!

Even in the 15th century, these knights still did not wear heavy plate armor. In pursuit of speed, they only wore light chain mail covering the knees and wrists, so that the Pegasus under their crotch could fly at the highest speed! Charge!

"Who's calling the Knights?"

"The Ottomans are coming? Where are they? How many should we kill?"

"Pontifical Bull! Killing pagans will lead you to heaven! Sacrifice your blood to Jesus and your skull to Christ!!!"

"What happened, what happened, what happened?"

The crusaders of the Knights Hospitaller skillfully controlled the winged steeds under their crotch with their legs, tucked their three- or four-meter-long lances under their right arms, and prepared to charge in mid-air. In their left hands, they held high the Bibles covered with the Holy Seal of God. In the midst of devout and fervent prayers, they released one sacred and magnificent Christian magic after another, increasing their own combat power.

The crusader knight who was rushing in the front did not look tall, and even looked a little petite. The metal chain mail made of thousands of riveted iron rings stretched forward along a pair of surging breasts. The cold steel outlined attractive arcs on the snow-white mountains, and only began to droop until the nipples. The end of the chain mail barely covered the end of her white and attractive thighs. There was a large space between her lower abdomen and the drooping chain mail - the chain mail of other crusader knights could droop to the knees.

On her slender lance was tied a sacred banner with a picture of Jesus Christ. The sacred light radiating from the Bible in her left hand was even brighter and more dazzling than the morning sun rising from the mountains in the east.

Many members of the Knights Templar charged forward with their guns drawn, letting out deafening war cries.

"Jihad! Jihad! Jihad!!!"

Adhering to the fine tradition of conducting reconnaissance before meeting someone, Aenarion casually performed a reconnaissance information on the leading female knight, but in the end, only a name [Hepans de Lionesse] and a pair of mortal attributes that could not be more fake came out.

Is she hiding information? Then could this name also be fake?

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Author's words: More than 7,000 words updated~Please give me a monthly ticket~QAQ

Chapter 83: Paladin Charge

"Everyone, please follow me first. You killed so many of my new recruits. Even if it is a special mission, you must give an explanation to the 15th Legion."

Iskandar Khayon swung the Axe of Tharn in his hand, splitting the air and opening a new portal.

"I……"

Astariel was a little dumbfounded and didn't know how to continue telling a lie.

"Captain, we have received a covert mission. We have gained the trust of the Christian nations by rescuing slaves, and are waiting for an opportunity to lurk among them. If you don't believe me, you can go to Captain Mahmoud or Prince Muhammad to confirm! Now the Mad Dog Knights of Christ are here. If we follow you, the mission will fail!"

Aenarion quickly took over the conversation, and Khayon was unable to tell the truth from his words for a moment. However, whether it was Muhammad, who was about to inherit the position of Sultan, or Mahmoud, whom he trusted the most, neither of them could be offended by a company commander like him. Moreover, those Crusader Knights riding Pegasus had already rushed to within 500 meters, and he had no time to think carefully.

Khayon was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked into the portal himself, leaving the deck of the Ulthuan and returning to the carrack at the end of the pursuit position. A large number of veterans of the Fifteenth Legion were dispatched collectively, and portals were opened one after another on the three galleys, quickly bringing all the recruits back to their own galleys to avoid further losses.

Aenarion wiped the sweat from his forehead and collapsed on the deck with lingering fear. The crusaders of the Knights Hospitaller ignored him and didn't care how many people there were on the other side. With deafening shouts of "Holy War!", they charged directly towards the carrack behind them!

From the time they saw the Ottomans until now, these Paladins have never stopped praying. After flying over Aenarion, all of them have more or less four or five buff spells on them. Magnificent balls of heavenly holy fire are burning on their spears, armor, and the hooves of their Pegasus. Holy and magnificent Paladin halos, centered on each knight, spread out in all directions, amplifying all friendly forces. The sound of hundreds of Pegasus flapping their wings is as deafening as thunder!

The Thousand Sons of the Fifteenth Legion quickly prepared for battle. A large number of Janissaries wearing silver armor and red felt coats rushed out of the cabin and crowded on the deck. They raised their hands to release magic. In an instant, hundreds of psychic missiles wrapped in silver thunder, dragging long tails, screamed into the sky, like a silver wave sweeping across the sky and earth, followed by another round of sky-covering barrage composed of hundreds of lightning missiles.

It seems that these veterans have mastered the skills of [Instant Super Magic].

The Crusaders laughed and cast the Holy Shield spell. In an instant, a sacred and magnificent spherical golden shield with holy words written in Latin protected them and the Pegasus under them. Silver lightning struck the golden shield and shattered, exploding into bright and beautiful silver arcs that disappeared into the golden morning light.

From afar, the Crusaders looked like golden boats, sailing against the silver tide and fighting against the waves.

[Three-Ring Divine Spell: Holy Shield]: Instantly consumes 5 mana points, and you become immune to all damage and harmful effects for 6 seconds.

Relying on the high mobility of Pegasus and the invincible defense of [Holy Shield], after approaching the enemy, more than a hundred Pegasus knights chanted sacred prayers devoutly. In an instant, beams of sacred light burning with the holy fire of heaven fell from the sky, like a dense rainstorm, madly attacking the positions of the Janissaries. The golden holy fire burned their formation into disorder, and finally they roared and launched a charge!

"For the Lord of Hosts, Charge!!!"

The girl in the lead let out a fanatical roar, and one after another, the handsome Pegasus folded their wings and swooped down from the sky like pure white meteors. Sharp lances wrapped with golden flames pierced through the bodies of the Janissaries from above. The tall and handsome Pegasus knocked their bodies away mercilessly. One by one, the Janissaries were either nailed to the deck or mast by their lances, or knocked away and fell into the sea. The neat formation was shattered by the Crusaders' charge!

The paladins immediately threw away their spears, drew out their spare knights' swords, and fought fiercely, slashing the bodies of the Janissaries with blood.

And those divine Pegasus were even larger than ordinary war horses. Their pure white angel wings hit the Janissaries like battering rams, knocking them off their feet and causing them to fall to one side or the other.

"All is dust!"

At this moment, the Holy Shield on the Crusade Knights also disappeared. The Janissaries seized the opportunity and launched a counterattack with a roar. They wielded the Atkan scimitars in their right hands and used stabbing to break through the defense of the chain mail. The sharp tips of the blades penetrated the gaps in the iron rings of the chain mail, cracking the riveted iron rings, tearing the knights' flesh, and in the splattering blood, creating hideous penetrating wounds.

Their left hands quickly drew out demonic magic circles, summoning one blue Tzeentch demon after another, or even higher-level demon companions: for example, the pink Tzeentch demon that looked like the blue demon, but had turned pink and had even more terrifying demonic flames in its hands, and the fire Tzeentch demon that seemed to have arms. It threw the demonic flames of the Lord of Change to assist in the battle, burning the Pegasus and knights, causing them to scream in pain.

After the summoning was completed, their left hands summoned terrifying psychic lightning, bombarding the Pegasus, the knights, and the galloping and flashing silver.

The golden thunder tore the flesh of the Crusaders into pieces. Pieces of flesh and blood turned into black charred fragments in the violent arcs of electricity, and those wounds healed and regenerated in the golden holy light.

The Holy War Knights and the Thousand Sons fought fiercely, the scimitars and long swords collided with each other with the sharp sound of metal friction, and sparks flew all over the sky. The demons of Tzeentch and the horses of heaven fought with screams and neighs. The violent psychic lightning and the dazzling golden holy light shone together in the warm morning light!

In the midst of thousands of troops, Khayon clenched his five fingers, and the terrifying spiritual power wrapped around the bodies of the five paladins from a distance of several meters. He lifted them up from the horse's back, threw them high into the sky, and then quickly threw them into the sea. The huge impact force made their heads knocked unconscious the moment they touched the water. Some of them even broke their necks. At this height and speed, even if they fell on the sea, the effect would not be much different from falling on the ground. The five people sank powerlessly to the bottom of the sea accompanied by the huge splashing waves.

The Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller, Herpanse, was also extremely brave. In his right hand, he held an angel's spear embroidered with the holy flag of Jesus and wrapped with golden holy fire. On the spear shaft that was more than two meters long was not an ordinary spear head, but a one-meter-long sword blade that could be used for both chopping and stabbing.

The hideous and terrifying tip of the spear whistled through the sky. The high-temperature flames wrapped around the spear tip melted the opponent's armor, allowing her to easily cut the throats of three Janissaries and use the blood of these dark elves to sacrifice to the holy image of Christ embroidered on silk. Her speed was so fast that no one could capture the attack trajectory of the spear.

At the same time as she killed the three Janissaries with her spear, beams of sacred and magnificent golden light whizzed out from the Bible in her left hand, mercilessly bombarding the bodies of demons one by one. In the golden light that made it impossible to open one's eyes, and the high temperature heat wave that was enough to distort the air, the two Tzeentch demons were banished back to the abyss of chaos.

Killing three people and exorcising two demons in an instant, Iskandar Khayon quickly focused his attention on the Grand Commander. The silver lightning in his eyes became more and more violent, crackling in the dazzling electric light.

One psychic killed five of her knights. Hepans de Liones looked at the enemy leader angrily, with two balls of eternal holy fire from heaven burning in her eyes.

Chapter 84: Heavenly Guard

"Step aside!"

Iskandar Khayon waved his left hand, and the Janissaries and Crusade Knights standing in front of him were pushed to both sides by the violent and cold psychic power, leaving a wide road in front of him and the female captain. Without anyone blocking the way, the captain of the Thousand Sons and the leader of the expedition knights charged at each other at the same time!

Amid the crackling of silver arcs, Khayon read a psychic power, then instantly released another psychic power. Two energy spears constructed with silver lightning took shape instantly, shrieking and tearing through the sky, stabbing at the female knight from the left and right at the same time. The air expanded rapidly under the burning of the high-temperature lightning, making a deafening thunderous roar.

Hepans was not in a hurry. With a voice as elegant as a nightingale, she first prayed for a divine spell, and then instantly cast another spell. Two sacred and magnificent golden beams stretched out from the Bible and collided head-on with two speeding lightning spears. Khayon's psychic magic was instantly shattered by the holy light beams, and the fragmented electric arcs were scattered all over the ground like mirror fragments.

[Three-Ring Protection·Dispel Magic]: Consumes 5 mana points to dispel/interrupt/counter an arbitrary spell.

Seeing that both of his spells were canceled out by the opponent's dispel magic, Khayon immediately began to cast the second psychic power.

As we all know, instant casting without casting or chanting will put a great burden on the mind and body, so within six seconds, you can only cast once. If you have already started casting and the opponent has not opened his mouth to pray to the god she believes in for divine magic, then you must cast the third magic first, and the victory belongs to you! Not a magic beggar like the Paladin who prays to God for magic!

However, the female knight's next move was beyond Khayon's expectations. She instantly cast a second divine spell within six seconds!

A golden spear forged with boundless divine power floated out from the Bible, whistling, flying, and spinning, and instantly pierced through Khayon's armor and body. The horrific impact force made him fly backwards, and his back hit the mast heavily. The hot and dazzling spear of divine power nailed him to the mast of the sailboat!

The golden holy light burned like a raging flame, boiling hot. The armor pierced by the divine spear melted into scarlet molten iron, and the flesh and blood was burned into pitch-black charcoal.

"Wow!"

Ka Yang spat out blood and looked at the female leader in front of him in disbelief. What was going on? Normal people could only read one spell and cast one spell instantly in six seconds, but she could cast two spells in six seconds? How was this possible? Could she be the legendary one who had broken through twenty professional levels and transcended mortals?

The girl did not speak, and within six seconds she continued to cast the third and fourth magic spells. Two more divine spears burst out from the holy book in her left hand and instantly pierced through Khayon's hands, nailing his two palms to the mast behind him. All this happened within six seconds, leaving him with psychic abilities but unable to make any response.

"clatter--"

The female knight proudly raised her right foot and strode towards Khayon, her blood-stained

The spear was pointed at Khayon's head, ready to use his blood to commemorate the holy image of Jesus on the flag. Three holy knight halos with a radius of ten meters centered on her proudly unfolded, and three different Christian blessings appeared above her head at the same time. The sacred and magnificent holy flame of heaven was entwined around her weapons and armor, burning fiercely on the girl's body.

That thin figure seemed so tall and terrifying in Khayon's eyes. The golden holy fire cast the shadow of her frail body onto the heart of the Janissary captain.

Khayon forced himself to control his inner fear and instantly cast a dispel magic. A beam of ultimate arcane ray hit Hepans' slender and graceful body. Waves of arcane ripples spread out, spreading across her magnificent snow-capped breasts, destroying her hidden information, allowing his eyes to peek into the real information of the woman in front of him - no, he had to understand this person's information first before formulating a plan of attack.

【Joan of Arc】

Level 13 (Level 6 Paladin + Level 7 Heavenly Guardian) (Equivalent to Level 13 Paladin)

Health 160, Mana 58

Angel Spear Hit +37, Holy Damage 38~57

Protection 15 (Mithril Mail +9, Pious Aura +6)

Strength 28, Agility 20, Constitution 20

Intelligence 15, Wisdom 28, Charisma 20

[Spell Delay·Punishment Aura]: Consumes 1 mana point. When all friendly forces within 6 meters launch an attack, an additional 1 points of holy damage will be dealt (equivalent to 2/24 the Paladin level), which lasts for hours.

【法术延时·虔诚光环】：消耗1点法力，十米内所有友军额外获得6点防御（相当于1/2圣骑士等级），持续24小时。

【法术延时·奉献光环】：消耗1点法力，十米内所有敌人每6秒受到6点神圣伤害（相当于1/2圣骑士等级），持续24小时。

[Spell Delay·Blessing of Strength]: Consumes 3 mana points, Strength +6, lasts for 24 hours.

[Spell Delay·Blessing of Protection]: Consumes 3 mana points, increases fire/ice/acid/electric shock resistance by +20, lasts for 24 hours.

[Spell Delay·Blessing of Wisdom]: Consumes 3 mana points, the mana consumption of all divine spells is reduced by 2, the minimum is 1, and lasts for 24 hours.

[Spell Delay·Healing Soul]: Consumes 5 mana points and restores 6~1 health points every 8 seconds.

【法术延时·圣剑术】：消耗7点法力，武器+5命中、+5伤害、对异教徒额外造成2~12点神圣伤害，持续24小时。

[Spell Delay·King's Blessing]: Consumes 7 mana points, increases Strength, Agility, Constitution, Intelligence, Perception, and Charisma by +6, lasts for 24 hours.

Khayon gasped as he looked at the nine densely packed lines of amplifying magic. What kind of overly powerful multi-action magic was this? No wonder she could cast instant magic multiple times in one round. It turned out she was a Heavenly Guardian.

The evil god named God will only give the divine profession of Heaven Guard to his most beloved believers. This profession will gain a terrifying ability called [Surge of Divine Power] at level 7, which consumes the number of times the demon is dispelled once, allowing the Heaven Guard to perform a second swift action within six seconds and cast a spell instantly.

Theoretically, as long as this guy dispels demons enough times and has enough mana to release divine spells, she can instantly release dozens of attack spells within six seconds and deal incredible burst damage instantly!

After seeing the hidden true nature of this person, Khayon immediately lost his will to fight. This woman was too scary. She was of high level and had a terrifying profession. Only the chapter commander of the Janissaries or even the legion commander could fight her. A company commander like himself should not get involved. He quickly ordered everyone to retreat. The Thousand Sons opened the portal in an instant, leaving the caravel worth tens of thousands of silver coins behind and evacuated the battlefield in an orderly manner.

At this moment, Khayon also tried to teleport instantly, but he could only cast one teleportation spell in six seconds, while the woman in front of him could cast spells infinitely in six seconds by consuming each time she dispels the demon. Every portal he opened was easily cancelled by her. As a counterattack, the Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller did not care about the other retreating Janissaries. In his eyes burning with the fire of heaven, there was only the reflection of this company commander.

As the female knight approached death, Khayon suddenly realized, what was this woman's name? Joan of Arc? I remember that she was quite famous in France more than ten years ago, and a series of information was even transmitted to the Ottomans through the entire European continent.

But didn't she die nineteen years ago? Wait, the new Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller seemed to have also taken over nineteen years ago?

Before Khayon could react, the angel spear burning with golden holy fire had already burned his armor, tore his clothes, and pierced his left chest. His eyes turned black and he fainted completely.

The author says:

Author's words: The Heavenly Guard is actually the Ruby Guard of the Nine Swords. This profession can significantly treat the low blood pressure symptoms of the Dungeon Master. Good children should not learn this (I'm sure)

Chapter 85: Letter of Marque

This fierce naval battle ended with the victory of the Knights Hospitaller. Fifteen of the one hundred paladins were killed and twenty were injured, but they killed thirty Janissaries and countless demon summons, and captured their captain Iskandar Khayon alive.

Izhar and dozens of Thousand Sons were captured alive, but unfortunately the other Janissaries escaped.

However, this caravel, as well as three medium-sized galleys, became the spoils of the Knights, further expanding their naval power in the Aegean Sea.

The Grand Master arranged for personnel to control the ship, count the spoils, and gave himself a new hidden message to conceal his identity. Then he rode on a Pegasus, accompanied by two paladins, and landed solemnly on the deck of the Ulthuan, surrounded by the golden holy fire.

"Don't worry, people of Christ, the Knights Hospitaller are with you, and any heretics will be brought to justice."

Hepans took off her helmet, revealing her dignified and holy face. Her long golden hair flowed out like a waterfall. Her beautiful eyes burned with two eternal holy fires of heaven. Her slender and graceful body had a pair of huge breasts that lifted her chain mail and robe high, outlining a proud shape that made one's blood boil.

With this appearance, Asmoa looks like a half-human and half-angel. Hepans wanted to pose as a protector in front of the elves, but she was only 1.6 meters tall, while the elves in front of her were over 2 meters tall. The huge height difference made the scene look a little awkward.

To be honest, I don't believe in anything. Astariel is a Muslim, Artemisia and Leopard Woman are followers of Slaanesh, and there is no Christian on this ship. These Crusaders seem to be more fierce than the Janissaries who are chasing me, so I'd better make my position clear.

"Thank you for your assistance. We are mercenaries from Constantinople. We rescued a group of poor slaves in Izmir, but were hunted down by the Janissaries."