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Astariel greeted her politely, which startled Gilman and brought her back to her senses from the beautiful face she had imagined.

"It's been a long time, Astariel. Do you miss your aunt? You left the legion in a hurry, so I couldn't attend your wedding. Here, this is your aunt's gift to you."

Gilman hugged her niece tenderly, and then presented her with a gorgeous ring made entirely of gold and sapphire. Aenarion took a look and found that it was actually a purple piece of equipment, a high-level wizard's ring, with spell damage +20 and mana +40.

"Come on, you are also involved. You are the one who kidnapped our little girl?"

Gilman stared at Aenarion's face for a second in fascination. Her emerald eyes regained clarity as if she had just sobered up. She took out an identical high-level wizard ring and placed it in Aenarion's palm.

The accompanying personnel also received a heavy bag of silver coins and gems as a gift, the value of which would not be less than two thousand silver coins. It was really generous.

"Thank you, auntie."

Aenarion and Astarielle thanked their elders together. Both sides took their seats and exchanged pleasantries. Gilman intentionally or unintentionally brought up some very delicate topics.

"I heard that you, my nephew-in-law, are very knowledgeable. Your knowledge of history and military affairs is even better than that of Estalier's human bookshelf. Let me test you. What do Aetius of the Western Roman Empire, Belisarius of the Eastern Roman Empire, Surena of the Persian Empire, and Yue Fei of the Song Dynasty of China have in common?"

Ji Liman said politely.

Aenarion recalled that these three people had a lot in common, such as they were all war marshals of the empire, they had all made great contributions, and they were all suspected by the emperor, imprisoned or simply killed.

So in the current context, what Ji Liman wants to say should be the last point.

After thinking it over, Aenarion decided to go along with what she said.

"Are they all Warmasters of their own empires?"

"No."

Gilman shook her head.

"So, they all made great achievements in battle, performed outstanding feats, and left a name for themselves through the ages?"

"Not at all."

Gilman continued to shake her head.

"Could it be that they were all suspected by the emperor after they achieved great things?"

"Yes, but not entirely right."

Ji Liman looked at her nephew-in-law with a serious expression.

"If, hundreds of years later, someone discusses this matter the same way we do, they will add you to the four."

Aenarion pretended to be shocked and frightened, but inwardly he rolled his eyes and tried to sow discord again.

"Your current achievements are comparable to those of Aetius, who defeated the Scourge of God, and Belisarius, who recaptured the old capital of Rome, for the now extremely weakened Eastern Roman Empire. Your fiefdom is even several times larger than the emperor's direct territory. Are you really not afraid or worried at all?"

Giriman glanced at Indragnir, walked up to Aenarion, and spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Aunt, I heard that the Roman emperor wanted to reward you. He knew that you married our Astariel, but he still stuffed Indrognir next to your pillow. This is the most obvious move. Is that little girl really your helper, and not her brother's spy?"

If it were an ordinary person, these few short sentences might have really incited them, but Indrognir had signed the pet contract herself. Even if she helped her brother, it would not be at the expense of her own interests.

Aenarion pretended to be shocked, waiting to see her true purpose.

"Let me tell you the real answer to this question: they were all abandoned after they defeated Attila the Scourge of God, the King of the Ostrogoths, Crassus, and Wanyan Zongbing, bringing their countries into a safe period."

"Make way for me, let me go. If you really stay here and kill all the Thirteenth Legion and all the Angelos, there will be only two results: the Ottoman Empire will treat you as its number one enemy and gather its remaining forces at all costs to strangle you before you can continue to develop. But if I am still the warmaster, I can assure you that this will never happen.

“The second outcome is that the Ottomans get scared and sign a contract with you, allowing the Eastern Roman Empire to fall into a brief period of peace and security. Then, the person who wants to kill you and take back Athens, Thessaly, and Crimea will become your emperor, Constantine.

Throughout Europe, the flags of kings have been changing for a long time. Whether it is the Ottoman Empire or the Eastern Roman Empire, no one can sit on the throne for more than a hundred years. However, our Angelos family has lived in the world for more than two thousand years, from ancient Greece to the modern times. Only family is eternal. "

Chapter 272: Varyag Shield

"I agree with you that the interests of the empire are insignificant compared to the interests of our family. However, I think this matter still needs to be discussed in detail. It is not good for the Angelos family to play both sides. Why don't you come to my side, aunt? The Ottoman side has 18 legions, and the competition is too fierce. The competition pressure here is smaller, and the emperor's power is weaker, so it is more difficult for him to interfere with you."

Aenarion attempted a rebellion.

"No, there is a saying in China that you should not put all your eggs in one basket. If the Ottoman Empire is on the verge of collapse, I, your aunt, will definitely bring Angelos to you. I also promise you that if one day the Eastern Roman Empire is about to end, the door of our home will always be open to you and you can come back at any time. We bet on both sides. No matter whether the Ottoman Empire or the Eastern Roman Empire wins the final victory, our family will be the final winner."

Aenarion was almost persuaded by his aunt, but after thinking carefully, he realized that if his plan could succeed, there would be no need to put his eggs in two baskets. Even if he could not defeat the Ottoman Empire, he could ensure the stability of his own territory.

"Besides, let me be frank. You are now in my territory. You are really bold to rush into my territory. Aren't you afraid that I, your aunt, will ambush a group of swordsmen here and prevent all of you from returning home?"

Ji Liman walked back to her seat gracefully and raised her glass.

"Come, this first cup,

As an elder, I am here to celebrate my niece's wedding!"

Aenarion raised his glass politely in response, but he retorted rudely with his mouth.

"I dare to come here, so I am not afraid of being threatened by you. Now my fleet is under the command of Giovanni. Even if he does not attack for my sake, the combined fleet of the Genoese and Venetians is enough to annihilate you here. Don't you think it is ridiculous to threaten the Italians with a Roman? I have a better plan."

Aenarion silently cast a spell of domination, trying to penetrate her magical defense and bring her under his control. A beam of silver light shot out from his fingertips, quietly hitting her blue and gold armor, and then was directly bounced off.

Aenarion was stunned. Failed? The opponent's Willpower saving throw was so low? Was he so unlucky that he failed on the first try?

Seeing that the other party had actually cast a domination spell on her, and it was obvious that they were going to have a falling out, Gilman was also stunned for a moment, and also released a trick similar to mind control, but was dodged by the already alert Aenarion. Seeing that both sides were going to have a falling out at the same time, Gilman subconsciously threw the wine glass in her hand, and the moment the finely crafted vessel touched the floor, it made a crisp and pleasant sound. After hearing the movement, a large number of ever-victorious soldiers wearing blue gold-studded plate armor, wearing red silk cloaks, holding Atkan scimitars and broad shields, roared and rushed out! Aenarion suddenly looked around and found that everyone's level was 8, or even above 8!

She actually ambushed a group of assassins!

"You have a point. Even if we capture all these people, it will not have any impact on the current war situation. We cannot use a Roman prisoner to threaten the Italians."

Ji Liman slowly stood up from the dining table, and the elegant look on her body gradually turned into terrifying murderous intent.

"But, just as you want to use the Domination Technique to control me, I also think so. If persuasion fails, I can also use my power to control you."

"Do it!!!"

Aenarion roared, Valkia let out a terrifying roar, and the whole person impatiently entered a state of violence, like a blood-red lightning, exploding in front of Gilman!

Astariel also quickly summoned a large number of giant bears made of green. These green creatures, with wood as bones, vines as flesh, and leaves as fur, roared, growled, and screamed as they summoned green vines all over the mountains, turning the entire battlefield into a green hell. The vines whistled out like emerald green poisonous snakes, entangled hundreds of victorious soldiers who had rushed out, and entangled their arms and legs tightly together, limiting the numerical advantage of the victorious army to a certain extent.

"clang!!!"

Jiliman suddenly drew out a one-handed sword to block Valkia's spear. At the same time, she suddenly lifted up her spear and right arm, opening the door wide. The sharp steel blade instantly burned with burning flames and suddenly pierced Valkia's chest!

One sword! Two swords! Three swords!

Ji Liman's attack speed was incredibly fast. In just three seconds, she stabbed out eight swords in a row! Each sword was faster and more fierce than the last. The snow-white sword blade seemed like a silver wave sweeping across the world, or a terrifying pale avalanche that seemed to be collapsing. It was surging, rolling, roaring, and swallowing everything!

With her exquisite sword moves, the one-handed sword stabbed at the same place continuously at an extraordinary speed, breaking Valkia's armor and making her flesh and bloody. It was not until the ninth sword stabbed off that the fierce attack, like a storm, finally stopped.

Steel Soul Style: Avalanche Sword.

Valkia rushed too fast. Just as Aenarion was about to go to protect her, Gilman seamlessly connected with the second sword technique. She concentrated all her attention, aimed at the bloody part of the opponent's chest, and used all her strength to cut a fierce thrust! With the clanging sound of metal, the sword directly pierced Valkia's already bloody chest. The huge impact force knocked her to the ground. The sharp sword pierced through her entire torso and nailed her firmly to the floor! Blood gushed out from the wound on her chest.

Steel Soul Style: Nightmare Slash.

After killing a Khorne vanguard with two swords, Giriman drew out her spare one-handed sword and strode towards Aenarion.

Artemisia was wearing heavy armor, and her right hand transformed into a giant sword burning with Slaanesh flames, which chopped down on the head, but she still easily blocked it with the sword, and then bounced it off directly, destroying the balance of the Slaanesh Paladin. The sword in her hand flashed a strange green halo, and flew out like a poisonous snake, accurately tearing a bloody mark under her armpit that was not covered by armor!

Steel Soul Flow: Jade Slash.

Even if she was in a weak position, she was still a legion commander of the Ottoman Empire!

Aenarion retreated immediately, first creating some distance, then used all his life-saving spells, stacking his defensive health to a terrifying level. By the time he had done all this, Artemisia could no longer hold on. Even though she was a Slaanesh Paladin with extremely high defense, high armor, high health, and the ability to regenerate health, she could only delay for a while in the face of a strong person like Giriman.

Seeing two of his men falling down in succession, Aenarion used his strongest attack without hesitation. His skeleton and his own eyes flashed with a terrifying purple halo. Four hot purple lasers whizzed out from his four eyeballs and hit Gilman's body hard!

Ji Liman quickly crossed her arms in front of her chest for defense.

The force was so terrifying that the temperature in the room suddenly rose. The blue-gold extreme battle armor was burned red, leaving a few drops of sticky water. Then it gradually melted and collapsed into streams of steel, corroding and burning Jiliman's arms!

After the four purple lasers dissipated, the arm armor on her arms had been completely destroyed and melted, revealing two forearms covered with scars, blisters, charred skin and other burn marks.

Eh, this guy's defense is really weak. Even my eye ridges can't break Ryan's magic resistance.

Aenarion looked at her scarred arms and suddenly his confidence soared. The first legion lord he faced was truly hopeless. Physical attacks could not break the iron armor of the Lion King Armor, and magic could not break the Paladin's terrifyingly high immunity. In that battle, he really gave it his all and played all his cards. He only won by relying on the last bit of good luck and a helmet that could revive him once.

However, now facing Ji Liman... Well, although her attack seems to be frighteningly powerful, perhaps because of her weak defense, I can cause her considerable damage and have a great chance of winning.

Is he really the weakest legion commander?

"Warmaster! I'll help you hold her off! Please take this opportunity to defeat her!!!"

The other elite soldiers who participated also discovered the enemy's fatal weakness. A Viking wearing Gothic plate armor and more than three meters tall stood directly between Aenarion and Girriman. His tall and majestic back gave him a full sense of security.

"Who are you?"

Ji Liman endured the pain in her arms and charged forward.

The Viking Khan, wearing plate armor and holding two shields, stood like a steel gate or a silver-gray mountain, blocking Aenarion's way.

"I am the Shield of Varyag! Reiner!!!"

Chapter 273: Golden Divine Shadow

Facing the giant standing in front of her, Gilman swung her sword again. The one-handed sword burning with flames launched a fierce attack towards Reiner like a storm, but each attack was blocked by the shield and armor. Thousands of scarlet sparks splashed in all directions accompanied by the clanging sound of metal.

Seeing that the opponent's defense was indeed strong, Jiliman used her right hand to strengthen the attack while raising her left arm. She suddenly pulled out a new Ottoman musket less than 50 cm long from the dimensional bag on her waist, put the fuse on her burning one-handed sword, ignited the fuse directly, and pulled the trigger. A solid iron bullet exploded at the head of the armored giant almost at zero distance!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

Gilman pulled the trigger frantically, firing six shots in a short period of time, causing steel to fly and blood to splatter. Reiner was beaten back again and again, and fragments of steel and flesh were scattered all over the ground. Inarion realized at this moment that the new musket actually had six barrels. No wonder it could fire six shots in a row. Your technology is a bit crooked.

Ji Liman threw away the pistol that had run out of ammunition, and thrust the sword in her hand forward with the force of thunder. But at this moment, two skulls burning with blue and purple flames exploded beside her, turning into two balls of colorful death fireworks!

Aenarion instantly cast two Death Coils, and continued to cast after repelling the enemy. Four bright, blazing laser beams screamed out and hit Gilman hard. The powerful impact made her unstable. The horrible heat melted her armor, and her rosy skin was burned with hideous blood blisters.

Being attacked from both sides, Jiliman was not in a hurry. He slashed at the seriously injured Varyag's shield with his sword again. At the moment when he resisted, suddenly, a magnificent ghost shadow rose from Jiliman's body. It was a ghost creature wearing golden armor and an olive laurel wreath on its head. It had a giant golden claw on its left hand and wielded a blazing flaming sword in its right hand. It suddenly looked at Reiner and knocked him to the ground with one blow!

Blade Mentor: All elves, when they obtain the profession of Eternal Blade, will have their bodies parasitized by a ghost or a soul fragment. He can not only continuously guide the Eternal Blades in combat techniques, but also transform into a ghostly creature to assist in the battle at the most dangerous moment.

"Next, it's you."

Jiliman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and charged towards Aenarion with the golden ghost behind her! Her gentle and elegant bookish temperament completely disappeared, and she rushed towards Aenarion like a wounded and bloody demon!

It seems that this group of Angelos are all schizophrenic patients. Astarielle also has this tendency. She is a weak and gentle girl on weekdays, but she plays very crazy in bed.

"Don't go there!"

Seeing her husband threatened, Astarielle immediately gave up the restrictions on the Ever-Victorious Army and focused all her energy on Jillian. She cast a spider web spell, and in an instant, countless sticky white spider silks entangled in the room, quickly forming an extremely huge white spider web, trapping Jillian and the golden shadow. She and the spirit behind her waved the burning swords together, barely burning some of the spider silk to prevent herself from being wrapped like a dumpling.

Astariel also used a split mind, allowing herself to gain two thoughts and two minds at the same time, allowing her to cast two spells at the same time. Combined with the instant super magic, her casting speed was three times faster than that of ordinary people. In the time it took others to cast one spell, she could cast three spells.

Instantly, countless green vines rose from the ground, turning the 13-meter radius area centered on Jiliman into a boiling, noisy sea of ​​green grass. Countless finger-thick vines snaked along her blue-gold armor, wrapping around her.

A large number of vines even penetrated into her armor, crawling and entwining on her fair body and her two tender breasts.

At the same time, a pool of sticky, wet grease appeared under her feet. Ji Liman was already controlled by both vines and spider webs, and her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell directly to the ground. A large number of vines immediately submerged her like a tide. Two vines opened the corners of her mouth, and three or four vines drilled directly into her mouth, rushing madly towards her throat!

Finally, a dazzling golden flash exploded in front of her! Tens of thousands of tiny pieces of gold foil were suspended in the air around her, reflecting the light of the candles, stars and moon, making the surrounding area as bright as day. Ji Liman, who was trapped in the flash of gold foil, was so blinded by the strong light that she couldn't even open her eyes.

The mage's Web, Grease, and Flash, plus a druid's Vine.

Astariel took advantage of her aunt's weakness, that is, her strong physique but weak reflexes and willpower, and beat her to death. After taking a breath, she cast three more control and binding spells!

In an instant, black tentacles as thick as an adult male's waist rose from the ground surrounded by green vines and tightly wrapped around Jiliman's waist. The ghostly and terrifying undead curse hovered above her head, weakening her strength and agility. The icy undead mist spread across the entire place. Those who inhaled the mist felt sore and tired all over, and it was difficult for them to use even the slightest bit of strength.

The black tentacles grappled and entangled, the curses reduced strength, the cold mist from the tomb weakened the body, and made people tired. The weakening and control of the seven-level magic put Jiliman in an extremely passive situation. After casting three spells in a row, Astariel added a silence spell, making the area near her aunt unable to make any sound.

She couldn't open her eyes due to the flash spell, depriving her of her vision. She was also deprived of her hearing due to the silencing spell, unable to hear any sound. Under the constraints of the two necromancy spells, Curse and Tomb Mist, her body functions began to decline.

The most troublesome thing was that there was a pool of grease under his body, which was so slippery that he couldn't even stand up, and his limbs were tightly tied up by green vines, white spider webs, and black tentacles!

"Well done!"

Inarion immediately cast a spell within the time that Astarielle bought for him. He was afraid that the high temperature flames from the demon's eye would burn the vines and spider webs, so he sent a series of cold and creepy death coils directly at Gillian. Skulls burning with undead flames exploded on her body, causing her huge damage each time.

At this moment, the ever-victorious soldiers found out that their commander was in trouble and rushed over like crazy. Each Angelos showed his magical powers. Although he was using warlock spells, he was as brave and good at fighting as a warrior. There were too many of them. Although he brought elite troops with him, they were too few in number after all. Without the support of Astarielle's control spells, he was really unable to resist.

Aenarion knew that time could not be wasted any longer, and he used two more Domination spells on the weakened Giriman. This time, both spells were successful, and an invisible chain of Slaanesh was firmly tied around her neck, turning the pair of dark round pupils in Giriman's green eyes into pink heart shapes.

Domination success!

The next question is how to break out from the 500-strong victorious army.

Aenarion quickly rushed to Astariel's ear and said a few words to her. Astariel nodded and quickly used psychic communication to secretly send a message to others, telling everyone the plan, and quietly relaxed the entanglement of her control spell.

Under Aenarion's control, Girriman, like a puppet, suddenly rushed out of the ocean of confinement that was submerged by vines, spider webs, and tentacles, and rushed directly in front of him with the golden shadow, with two sharp swords placed on his neck, one on the left and one on the right.

"All Romans, stop! I have your warmaster in my hands! All victorious soldiers! Stop too!"

Under Aenarion's control, Gilman ordered the soldiers of both sides to stop. The Ever-Victorious Army was very obedient. The Roman guards who came to the banquet had received the news in advance and knew that this was a show. One by one, the soldiers stopped their actions, and the battlefield, which had just been extremely tense, suddenly became quiet.

Chapter 274: The Fall of the Warmaster

"I can't kill them yet, so let them sit down and eat. I need to continue discussing things with the Roman Empire's war commander. You guys should leave first. These little thieves can't hurt me."

Gilliman waved her hand and spoke with her sword against Aenarion's neck.

The victorious soldiers looked at each other, feeling that the situation was indeed under the control of the legion commander, so they retreated again. They didn't know that on the surface their own commander was holding the enemy commander hostage with a sword, but in fact, the Roman commander had already controlled their own commander.