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After they finished their charge, a large number of phalanx soldiers wielding spears and muskets rushed into the gap created by the armored cavalry like waves, tearing and destroying the formation of the Janissaries frantically, and seizing the streets and houses of Kronos for Aenarion.

However, after the armored cavalry broke through the enemy's defenses in five or six streets in succession with unstoppable force, they were exhausted and retreated to rest. No matter how good the horses were, they were still flesh and blood, not diesel engines. To withstand such a heavy object, their impact and defense were at their maximum, but their endurance declined severely, and they could not continue fighting. They had to fight for a while and then come back to rest.

After losing the impact of the armored cavalry, the Roman army's offensive began to be hindered. Aenarion's rebellion was only effective in the villages and could not enter the city, causing the Janissaries to arm a large number of citizens into spearmen and form dense spear phalanxes in the streets and alleys.

At this moment, the Janissaries also stabilized their position, and various small artillery pieces were transported from the armory to the streets. Ordinary Hurricane Wing heavy cavalry would have to be hit by a round of shotgun shells from small cannons such as one-pound and two-pound cannons before they could charge forward, breaking their armor into pieces and causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. Only then would they be qualified to charge at the dense phalanxes of spears. Those soaring in the air would also be hit by concentrated fire from muskets and bows, and when they landed they would also face a dense forest of spears.

There was no room to maneuver on such a densely packed street, so one could only charge forward.

In some places, the phalanx soldiers also engaged in fierce battles with the auxiliary troops of the Janissaries.

Amidst the minced meat, hundreds of densely packed spears intertwined in the air, colliding, hitting, and crackling with each other. The soldiers rushing to the front line generally had seven or eight sharp spear heads on their armor, and the sparks flew and the friction on the equally strong armor plates made a clanging sound.

The only reason he was not stabbed was that he had countless comrades behind him supporting him and pushing him forward. The soldiers with long spears on both sides were deadlocked in the narrow street and unable to move forward.

There was no other way, so the musketeers and archers on both sides began to rush into the houses on both sides of the road, occupying windows, roofs and other commanding heights, and then shot at the enemy, trying to break down the opponent's defense.

Several Roman musketeers stepped on wooden boxes and carriages and climbed onto the roof. They found that the musketeers of the Janissaries had also climbed up from the other end. The other side threw away their muskets, drew out their scimitars and killed them directly. The Romans directly used bayonets, turned their muskets into short spears, and fought fiercely with the enemy! Using the distance advantage of weapons and their numerical advantage, they fought for their lives with the more powerful Janissaries! For a time, the whole city was fighting and bleeding. The billowing smoke rushed into the sky with the shouts of soldiers, the clanging of metal, and the neighing of war horses!

PS: The European cotton armor of this period is somewhat different from that of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is also very strong, but is generally used for lining.

Chapter 320: True and False Angels

Aenarion nervously observed the stalemate on the battlefield, taking in intelligence from every block, and quickly giving feedback, making arrangements, and remotely controlling the entire army.

The Fallen Angel's Fire Wings, composed of thieves, lurked like ghosts, walking in every corner of the city to obtain enough intelligence for him. These people were once Janissaries and were very familiar with their comrades. They watched the messengers run from the rear to the front and then back from the front to the rear, and quietly followed them to find the location of the enemy leader.

Seeing that the front line could not achieve results, the Fire Wings found the enemy commander again. Aenarion turned into a peregrine falcon and took off again with the Hurricane Wings, soaring directly towards the leader of the Dark Angels! Pairs of black wings covered the sky, and the sound of the wings flapping against the sky was like thunder, like a black cloud symbolizing death, casting the shadow of the wings on the bloody battlefield.

"Take off, all Hurricane Wings take off! Stop them!!!"

The captains of the dark angels gave orders in a hurry.

"But, Captain, our armor and weapons are the same as the enemy's. We are fighting in a dense formation on the ground, so we can't be confused because of our formation. But if we take off directly into the air and start intercepting and fighting, we will probably be mixed up and unable to distinguish each other!"

A dark angel said worriedly.

"Stop talking nonsense! This group of people must be a group of Slavic soldiers recruited by the Romans. They got the same equipment as us from somewhere to confuse us. We have trained and fought together for so many years. Even if we don't know each other, at least we are familiar with each other. We can just kill those who are unfamiliar to us!"

The dark angels thought about it and decided it was a good idea. They transformed into beasts one after another. Their strength, agility and other physical qualities increased significantly. Pairs of pitch-black wings stretched out from the hollow armor on their backs, dragging heavily armored soldiers into the air, like dark lightning bolts striking the sky.

However, Aenarion brought out all the Fallen Angels this time, a total of three thousand. There were one thousand Hurricane Wings alone that carried out the assault and boarding, and there were only five hundred Dark Angels stationed here. Their number was too small to intercept all the Fallen Angels. Whenever a Dark Angel rushed over, he would send two Fallen Angels to intercept them in the opposite direction. After stopping everyone, there were still more than five hundred Fallen Angels rushing towards the enemy's headquarters!

"Repent! Today is the day you die!!!"

The dark angels and the fallen angels shouted the same slogans and fought in the air. They were all wearing ink-black hollow backless armor, loose robes as white as snow, and huge snow-white wings decorated on both sides of their helmets. They held shields and armor-piercing hammers in their hands. There was almost no difference in their appearance.

They flapped their wings, waved their hammers, and engaged in a bloody battle in the air. Under the blue sky, the black angels swooped, turned, turned sharply, and soared again and again. They smashed the enemy's armor with their hammers and burned the enemy's bodies with their magic, engaging in a fight to the death. The blood-stained black feathers and the broken flames of magic seemed like fallen leaves withering in autumn, spinning and floating down.

When the two sides engaged in a melee, the Dark Angels who flew into the air to intercept were confused. They looked around and found that everyone around them looked very familiar. It felt like they had seen them in school or in a battle. It was as if everyone present was a Dark Angel! What was going on? !

Aenarion had a plan for this kind of thing - everyone had an eagle embroidered in purple on their belts, so the fallen angels could easily distinguish between friend and foe, and could even disguise themselves as dark angels to approach the enemy, then suddenly smash the back of their heads with a hammer, leaving their broken corpses, dragging blood, and falling powerlessly. Victory on the sky battlefield continued to tilt towards Rome.

After flying for a while

Aenarion had already seen the enemy commander, the leader of the 6th Regiment of the Dark Angels. He was wearing a purple robe inlaid with gold, holding an enchanted sword burning with golden flames. The wings on his helmet were the commander's purple instead of the ordinary soldiers' white. He was extremely conspicuous under the banner of the Dark Angels.

"Coward! Traitor!!! I will take over the Warmaster's place and clean up the mess today!!!"

Saniero roared angrily, and his entire body quickly expanded by two times, his weight increased eightfold, and he turned into a four-meter-tall armored giant. Sacred and magnificent golden flames wrapped around his limbs and bones, and six golden wings constructed with divine energy stretched out behind him!

【Saniero】

Level 11 (11th level battle priest)

Health 163, Mana 68/104

Long sword hit +26, physical damage 20~30

防护20（精工全身板甲+10、链甲衫+4、盾牌+4、正气如虹+2）

Strength 28, Agility 10, Constitution 28

Night attack, group ⑥; 8③'18①'14 Intelligence , Perception , Charisma

[First-Ring Divine Spell·Divine Grace]: Consume 1 mana point, attack hit +3, damage +3.

[Second-ring magic·Power Word·Fortitude]: consumes 3 mana points, Constitution +11 (based on the priest level).

[Three-Ring Divine Spell·Energy Shield]: Consumes 5 mana points, increases your shield armor by 2, and grants you 10 points of resistance to all elements.

[Fourth Ring Divine Art·Divine Power]: Consumes 7 mana points, Strength +6, Attack Hits +3, Extra Health +11.

[Five-ring Divine Art: Righteousness Like a Rainbow]: Consume 9 mana points, your height doubles, and your weight increases to 2 times. This change increases your size by one level, strength +8, constitution +4, armor +2.

[Sixth Ring Divine Art·Rock Body]: Consumes 11 mana points, your body turns into indestructible rock, your speed is reduced by half, and you gain immunity to weaknesses, 10 points of physical resistance, and strength +4.

Well, he is the same type as Mahmoud, who uses divine magic to amplify his physical abilities, and then fights in close combat. Now I should be able to fight against him. What's more, as long as my Spear of Dionysus hits the target, it can tear and destroy the enemy's spell effects, making him a natural nemesis for this kind of divine magic warrior.

Coupled with the demon transformation and his own high defensive capabilities, he may not be completely powerless.

Aenarion folded his wings, roared and dived down! He transformed into a demon in the air!

The dark angels raised their heads in horror and saw a handsome six-armed demon with a weird face, who had completed his transformation into a demon right in the middle of the sun. Strands of dazzling golden sunlight emanated from his silver armor and the edges of his six demon arms that were quietly blooming like lily petals, as if he was a terrifying demon god devouring the sun.

The six Blades of Change and the Sword of Khaine flashed with a purple halo and floated up out of thin air. Before Aenarion landed, they smashed down like a violent storm, hitting the war captain with a clanging sound!

Chapter 221: A cut above the rest

Saniero quickly raised his shield and intercepted the seven flying swords one by one, deflecting their flight paths and causing them to pierce into the soft soil nearby. The steel swords exposed to the air trembled slightly, making a pleasant humming sound, but because he raised his shield, he lost sight of Aenarion.

It doesn't matter. The detailed information of Aenarion and every battle have spread throughout the Dark Angels Legion. This man can't fly, and completing the demon transformation in such a high sky is simply seeking death, let alone launching an attack. It doesn't matter if he loses sight.

Aenarion showed a barely perceptible smile, and first he spit out a highly diffusive Gorgon plague poisonous breath, which circled around Saniero and trapped him in the poisonous fog. The weak dark angel turned into a stone sculpture under the stunned gaze of everyone, forcing the guards to not dare to enter the range of the poisonous fog.

At the last moment before he was about to fall, Aenarion used a [Telekinetic Throw] on himself, controlled his body with psychic power, and performed a 360-degree somersault in the air in front of everyone. At the moment when the enemy lost sight of him, he landed steadily behind Saniero. There were only two people in the poison circle.

“Sizzle!!!”

The Spear of Dionysus was like a golden lightning, suddenly piercing the gap between his torso and right arm. The sharp spear blade lifted up and cut the underarm area that was not protected by iron armor, turning the leather inside out and splashing cotton, breaking the lining of the armor, and tearing a faint scratch on his flesh that had turned into solid stone, causing abrasions slightly stronger than mosquito bites.

However, the power of the Spear of Dionysus to tear apart all illusions also took effect, tearing apart one of the six divine arts attached to him. His body changed from solid stone back into soft flesh and blood, making his [Rock Body] completely ineffective, and one of the six divine wings behind him also shattered.

Aenarion took advantage of the situation and pulled, and the sharp spear blade cut a huge wound deep enough to see the bone under his armpit! The bloody flesh rolled to both sides, like a baby's lips, spewing hot air and warm blood, spreading a series of scarlet flowers on the ground. His huge body, more than four meters tall, also recovered to two meters in size like a deflated balloon. One of the five divine wings behind him shattered again, leaving only four wings, and his power was greatly reduced.

Saniero looked back in disbelief, not understanding why

How come two of his six spells suddenly became ineffective? The severe pain from his armpits even affected his mental state, causing his brain to ache and become sleepy. Wait, is that the Spear of Dionysus? The governor of Constantinople even gave this thing to Aenarion in order to win him over?

"clang!!!"

There was no time to think about it. Saniero raised his shield high and easily blocked the second attack of the Spear of Dionysus with strength far exceeding that of Aenarion. The recoil made Aenarion's arms numb. He instantly cast a healing spell to repair the injury under his armpit. He hid his sword behind the shield and stabbed it out like a cold poisonous snake, but Aenarion twisted his waist and dodged it easily. His armor was woven with psychic energy, with a protective power beyond that of ordinary armor, and it weighed zero, so it was extremely light and flexible.

Saniero's reflexes were also quick. He changed his sword's thrust into a sweeping motion, carrying Allah's holy fire and his master's strong murderous intent, and drew an arc of death in the air. However, at the end, it was blocked by a layer of psychic ribs burning with purple flames.

The long sword made sparks and clanging sounds as it cut through the bones, but it could not break through the defense. At this moment, Aenarion also walked to the side of the enemy and picked up a Blade of Change. While the enemy's shield was struggling with the Spear of Dionysus, he wielded the Blade of Change with his third hand and chopped it down in the air!

"clang!!!"

Sanero raised his shield again, blocking the blade of change, which hurt Aenarion's hand, but he was like a monkey trying to pick corn, unable to look around. He blocked the blade of change, but the spear of Bacchus pierced his face directly! Even though he dodged in time, a faint blood mark was left.

In an instant, the Holy Fire of Allah wrapped around the blade of his sword and the divine halo emanating from his body were extinguished together. Two of the magnificent golden divine wings behind him shattered in succession, and two more amplifying divine arts were destroyed!

Aenarion took advantage of the situation and launched a fierce attack. The Spear of Dionysus combined with his six-arm attack speed flow was a natural counter to this kind of amplification warrior. As long as he was cut, 1 to 3 magic effects would be torn apart, and the mana would be damaged in the same amount. He wielded the Spear of Dionysus with both hands, displaying a life-and-death fighting style, forcing him to raise his shield to block, and he didn't dare to be hit again.

He was hit and his amplifying magic was torn apart, and his mana was also depleted by that damn spear, but the opponent had the ribs wrapped in the colored devil flames to save his life, so it didn't matter at all.

Aenarion understood his concerns, and after he once again blocked the attack of the Spear of Dionysus, he used telekinesis to throw the sword for the third time. The long sword that had flown out and stuck in the ground flew back into Aenarion's hand with a purple halo, like a series of gorgeous purple magic shadows.

He wielded his spear with both hands to block the enemy's shield, and with his third hand barely blocked Sanero's sword. With the remaining three hands, he transformed the three transformed blades into morning star hammers that specialized in armor-breaking, and smashed them hard on his shoulders and chest! Some armor pieces withstood the impact, while others were broken and deformed. The terrifying impact force shook him so much that his entire body was shaking!

"Captain!"

"Protect the leader!!!"

At this moment, the poisonous cloud of Gorgon had almost dissipated, and the dark angels rushed over to rescue, but the fallen angels also followed, like black lightning falling from the sky, smashing into their camp and mixing into a ball. The fallen angels could recognize friendly forces by the mark on their belts, but the dark angels were really confused at this moment. Why did all the people nearby look like teammates?

The battle in the center is still going on. Without the Spear of Dionysus, Aenarion might be defeated by the Dark Angel who is blessed with the six divine arts and has power comparable to that of a dragon. The best case scenario is that he can hold off by relying on his high defense.

But now, his six angel wings had been completely stripped by the Spear of Dionysus. Without the amplification spell, the priest's combat power was even worse than that of an ordinary warrior of the same level! After being defeated by the six-armed demon, he tried to re-enable the amplification spell, but was shocked to find that his mana had reached the bottom and his brain was as groggy as if he hadn't slept for a day and a night.

The six amplification spells had originally used up 36 points of his mana, and healing his injuries had used up another 20 points, nearly half of his mana was consumed. The Spear of Dionysus, while causing damage to the body and life, could also cause equal damage to mana and spirit, roughly knocking out 104% of his mana. He only had 18 points of mana in total, and now he only had points left!

Saniero's heart sank, and he felt fear for the first time in his life. Aenarion tore a small crack in the strong heart of the Janissaries, and the fear from the depths of his soul flowed through this small crack and instantly filled his heart.

I only have two hands, and without amplification magic, it is impossible for me to defeat this six-armed demon in close combat. The reinforcements are being held back by the fallen angels. If I want to win, I can only take a gamble!

Saniero took two steps back, and his whole temperament suddenly changed. The holy fire of Allah wrapped around his body gave people a feeling of being extremely hot and burning.

However, now, those graceful and lively golden flames were all transformed into sticky and moist black turbid liquid, dripping to the ground, giving people the same evil and terrifying feeling as the demons in the subspace, which made people creepy. The temperature in the air was even dropping wildly. The inky black dirty mucus instantly covered his limbs and bones, wriggling and crawling on his body. The whole person seemed to have turned into a warrior made of black mud.

Aenarion paused for a moment, then immediately recognized what it was.

Although priests can be divided into many categories, such as holy priests who focus on healing, combat priests who focus on attacking,

There are bow priests and so on, but according to the good or evil of divine energy, they can be divided into holy priests and dark priests. The former can guide the divine energy to heal the living and harm the undead, while the latter is completely the opposite and can only heal the undead and harm the living.

Normally, a god can only have one kind of divine energy, either good or evil, but the God believed in by Christian priests and Allah believed in by Muslim priests have two completely different energies at the same time and can switch between them at will. But now, this man directly abandoned the light and entered the dark side of the priest, the shadow form.

"Come! The warlord of the Eastern Roman Empire! Allah! Hu Akbar!!!"

Saniero threw away his shield and charged forward madly. He raised his right hand and spewed out a ball of cold and piercing black mud rays. The dirty black mud melted and shattered like snow in spring when it was stained with the psychic bones.

[Three-ring Divine Spell: Dispel Magic]: Consume 5 mana points and try to destroy a continuously effective magic. The higher the enemy's spellcasting level, the lower the success rate.

Saniero looked at his remaining 13 mana points and let out an even more violent roar. Unlike mages, priests do not have a large number of damaging spells. Priest spells are more inclined towards enhancement, healing, and assistance. The few direct damage spells left are not as good as Fireball. Only when falling into the dark shadow state can priests use offensive spells that are damaging or even surpass the mage's!

He relied on his powerful strength to block the Spear of Dionysus with the long sword in his right hand, and all the turbid mud on his body gathered in the palm of his left hand, like a rolling and boiling black mud wave, or a bottomless whirlpool of the abyss, smashing directly into the chest of Aenarion whose psychic bones were touched!

[Instant Super Magic·Six-Ring Divine Art·Serious Injury]: Consumes 11 mana points, injects shadow negative energy into the enemy, causing a fixed 110 points of negative energy damage.

Aenarion transformed all four swords of change into Morningstar Hammers and smashed them all at the opponent's left arm and head, but the guy was hit four times by the hammer, his skull was shattered, his forehead was bleeding, and his left arm was broken into three pieces, twisted in a weird posture.

But he was hit so hard that sweat dripped down his face, but he said nothing. He even threw away the long sword in his right hand, dragged his left hand, which was as soft as noodles, and continued to charge! As long as I can hit him, as long as I can hit him, it will be my victory!

The next moment, the death mist he dragged with his left hand actually touched Aenarion. Instantly, the horrible negative energy exploded in Aenarion's chest! It exploded into a ball of dark and terrifying death mist that covered several meters! The horrible black mist rose into the sky, even forming a mushroom cloud in the sky that symbolized death.

Saniero was panting heavily, his left arm drooping weakly, and he wiped the blood and tears from his forehead with his right arm. He used the last two points of magic power to heal himself a little. Now, he was completely exhausted, but it didn't matter. The war commander of the Eastern Roman Empire was hit by his serious injury spell and felt there was no possibility of survival.

But at this moment, Aenarion walked out of the black fog unscathed, a pair of bone wings burning with purple flames wrapped him tightly, without causing any harm.

[Second Ring Magic: Wings of Protection]: Instantly consumes 3 mana points and becomes immune to any attack.

I was nearly killed by his burst of attacks, luckily I was more skilled than him.

Chapter 222: Demonic Eyes

"you you……"

Sanero was really desperate at this moment. Now, he had played all his trump cards, but still couldn't kill the warmaster of the Eastern Roman Empire! You are a warlock, and you know that your spells are limited. Why did you learn so many protective magics? ! Don't you have anyone to be your bodyguard? !

"The Demon Hunter has a total of ten moves. I have learned Demon Transformation and Reflex Dodge, and I have almost learned the third one. Now, I will use you to test its power."

Aenarion put the six weapons back into the dimensional belt, and four arms pinched his arms and shoulders, pressing the dying captain to the ground. The last two hands forced him to kneel on the ground while raising his head and looking into his own eyes - those violet eyes suddenly burned, emitting a heart-pounding energy color, like two blazing purple suns!

Suddenly, two laser beams, as thick as fingers, were constructed from the ultimate psychic energy and shot out from Aenarion's eyes! The two purple laser beams were compressed and condensed with extremely terrifying flames and psychic energy. The moment they touched his face, the terrifying high temperature melted the dark angel's eyeballs, face, and even flesh and blood like wax, evaporating, and instantly burned to only white bones.

And that bone only lasted for a second under such terrifying psychic fire.

After the laser flames burned his face, they blasted straight into Sanero's mouth, instantly evaporating all the liquid, burning all the flesh and blood, and continued straight down, along his throat and into his chest! Burning his trachea, spine, ribs, and even his internal organs into ashes!

If viewed from the outside, Saniero had turned into a flaming furnace made of flesh, blood, and steel, with his chest filled with purple-gold psychic fire!!!

[Demon Eyes]: Two laser beams are fired from both eyes, damaging all targets in a 10-meter linear area. The beams move with your gaze, causing 1 to 24 points of chaos damage to all targets within six seconds. (Each additional mana consumed increases chaos damage by 1 to 1 points.)

This skill is the most terrifying ability of the Demon Hunter in terms of damage, twice as much as [Death Coil]

, and it’s a group damage skill!

However, Death Coil can cause damage as long as it touches the target, so you must keep your eyes on the target for six seconds to deal full damage. If you can't keep your eyes on the target, let alone Death Coil, the damage may not even be as high as Fireball. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

After six seconds, the laser dissipated, and Saniero's entire chest was completely burned by the psychic fire, leaving only an empty shell. His flesh and iron armor also melted under the high temperature and stuck together, turning into a horrible corpse sculpture, still emitting heat into the sky.

With his death, Aenarion also successfully advanced to a 7th-level psyker, successfully breaking the shackles of the third to fourth rings. He can choose two fourth-ring psykers and add them to the list of known spells for warlocks. There is nothing to hesitate about. A few fourth-ring spells are a qualitative change for psykers! He has already decided which two to choose.

[Fourth-Ring Psionic Power·Mind Split]: Consume 7 mana points, tear apart your soul and mind, and create an independent thought that is completely obedient to you. It can cast psionic power with you, but its casting level is 6 levels lower than yours.

The effect of this thing is simple yet powerful. You can only use one psychic power at the same time, but after using the mind splitting, you can use two at the same time. Although this split mind can only use one-ring magic at present, there are ways to improve and enhance it.

[Fourth Ring Psionic Power·Domination]: Consumes 7 mana points, enslaves and dominates the enemy with the power of the mind. This spell can last for one minute for each caster level.

(It consumes an additional 2 mana points and can be effective on two targets no more than five meters apart at the same time)

(Costs 1 additional mana per caster level, allowing the spell to last hour.)