Chapter 1114: 1 Person, 1 Sword

"My lord, I heard from the imperial capital that the dragon army and a mixed team of other legions are going to march this time. I'm afraid I can't stop it with my hellhound alone."

Jerio looked at the man in the high position with a troubled expression on his face. The duke who secretly sneaked into Olisga and failed to assassinate Tanglio, then openly issued a declaration of betrayal. Oh no, the Empire has taken his title back. But during the 20 years of Tanglio's reign, he has held the supreme power of the empire for a long time, and the arrangements for so many years, even if the title is taken back, will not have much impact on him.

So Mason can still laugh at this time, and his voice is even milder than usual: "My dear Lord Earl, your city is Miraham. Although it is inconspicuous, it is a strong city. Still Yes, I will deploy enough materials and manpower for you to arm it to the teeth, at least you can drag Woodrick for a few days, right?"

"That's the problem, my lord." Jerio smiled wryly, "If Woodrick participates in the siege, I'm afraid I won't be able to defend it alone."

"So that's what you're worried about. It's easy to handle, Earl Jerio." Mason clapped his hands lightly.

Behind Jerio, there was a cold female voice: "Renis obeys your orders, my lord."

The Earl's hair and beard stood on end, and when he reached out to touch the giant sword, he was about to turn around and cut it back. When he felt empty, he remembered that the giant sword Spike had been untied when he entered the castle, and his hand was awkwardly hanging in the air. After a while, he took it back. A woman next to her walked forward. She was petite and wore a leather jacket that fit her body tightly. The leather suit on her was so tight and thin, it was like a woman's second skin. Jerio could see the two bulges on the chest of the leather jacket without any difficulty. In his eyes, there was no difference between a woman and no clothes.

When she turned around, Jerio realized that she was wearing a mask, only half of the mask, and the edge was sewn together with the skin. Seeing those earthworm-like dark red joining lines made Jerio's back chill, the woman glared at him before turning her eyes away.

Mason said happily: "How about it, Jerio. This is a killer I carefully cultivated. Don't look at Renis who is only at level 25. But her concealment skills are top-notch. When she bursts out with all her strength, Even the generals of the empire will have headaches. If you can't handle it well, you will either die or be injured. So you can imagine such a scene, when the dragon army is fully attacking, if Woodrick or other strong men also participate in the siege battle. Renice To sneak up on them and deliver the killing blow...isn't it awesome?"

"So, you two should cooperate well."

Jerio narrowed his eyes, his mind was drawn away from the picture of memories, and he returned to this moment. He subconsciously looked to the side of the iron seat, since that female killer, Renis, followed her to Mirahan, and Jerio hadn't seen her again. But the Earl always felt that she was by his side. It seems that Renis had such an impact on him when he first appeared on the stage that he was a little paranoid now. The most obvious is when the earl is tender on a woman,

But because of thinking of Renice, he suffered the first failure in his life!

This is simply a great shame.

But that killer was indeed terrifying, and Jerio asked himself that his strength was not weak. But he didn't notice until the woman spoke. Thinking about it now, if that woman had stabbed him without saying a word, would he not have noticed until the blade entered his body? Jerio could only feel that the battle suit under the heavy helmet was already wet with cold sweat. This armor not only did not give a sense of security in front of that woman, but seemed cumbersome on the contrary.

As Mason's loyal supporter, Jerio never knew that Mason still had such a killer under his command. Now Mason transferred Renice to his side, firstly to assist him, and secondly, there was no sense of monitoring. If Gelio turned his back on the battlefield, he believed that the first shot would not be Woodrick, but the female killer.

Thoughts are flying, and this state is not perfect at the beginning of the war. In a trance, Jerio heard a low cry, he came back to his senses, saw the surrounding soldiers stretched their necks and looked down the city, one by one: "What happened?"

"It's a bit strange, my lord." The commander of Cerberus reported: "The enemy has blown the horn of attack, but..."

"But what?"

"However, only one person appeared."

"One person?" Jerio stood up with his hand on the handrail, strode to the wall and looked down. Sure enough, in the field outside the city wall, only one person came out from the dragon army's camp opposite. The other party wasn't even riding a horse, and Jerio squinted his eyes, exhausted his eyesight, and saw that it was a young man. The morning sun made his short silver hair swaying in the wind glow, and the young man in a silver-gray battle robe with a knife on his back walked towards Mirahan at a leisurely pace.

One person, one knife.

But it has become the focus of the battlefield at this moment!

"Is Woodrick crazy?" Jerio sneered, "Does he think that an earl can capture my Mirahan? What a joke!"

Commander Cerberus laughed, and then the laughter continued to spread. After the soldiers on the city wall were initially surprised, they laughed loudly at the unwise actions of the imperial army. The earl's combat power is indeed among the strongest in the empire, and it is above average. But if it is said that any earl can attack Miraham, that is unless the city is made of paper.

Of course, Mirahan is not just a piece of paper, not to mention that there are more than a thousand Cerberus defenders. The towering city walls, the many defensive equipment and other fortifications alone can make an earl feel angry on the spot if he insists on attacking.

So the figure walking from the opposite side looked like he was coming to die.

Woodrick squinted his eyes halfway, looked at the figure that was drifting away, and said, "No matter how you look at it, this is the craziest decision I've ever made."

Julian next to him smiled and said, "Since Earl Allen personally made the request, I think I can take a gamble. This Earl is the strong man who killed Jue Ying for me."

"But Jueying can't break through Mirahan, maybe the two can't be regarded as the same, respected His Royal Highness."

"What's the matter, let him try." Belekay, who was smoking a cigarette, said lazily: "Earl Allen doesn't look like the kind of reckless man who only knows how to kill. If he can't do anything, he will Find a way to escape. Compared with that, don’t you want to see how our earl broke the city by himself?”

"If he can do this, he is enough to be among the ten saints. But as far as I know, this earl doesn't seem to be hiding his strength. At least, he doesn't hide that much." Woodrick frowned: "But if If he can do it, it really saves us a lot of effort.”

"Let's wait and see, look, he stopped."

Allen stopped, 500 meters away from Mirahan's city wall. He looked up, and the towering city walls showed a simple but solid flavor under the morning sun. This fortress city has never fallen since it was built. Will today be an exception? Allen didn't know, he only knew to do his best, regardless of the consequences.

He dropped everything.

The source force roared in the body, and the source force of the sky fire illuminated every blood vessel of Allen. If you observe carefully, you will find that the inner wall of Allen's blood vessels will light up with traces of lines. This is a vision that only appeared after he fought the sea of ​​​​beasts in the depths of his consciousness. However, this vision was too subtle, and Alan had never fully stimulated the source power like this moment, so he didn't know about it.

Bits of fire permeate from the veins of each blood vessel, and they merge into the source power of the sky fire, just like kerosene dripping into the flame, urging the source force of the sky fire to become more explosive!

The sky began to darken.

Finally, a soldier on the city wall discovered this. He looked up at the sky suspiciously alone, but saw that the sky was covered by clouds at the end, and he could still see the sun. Suddenly the soldier rubbed his eyes, wondering why he could see the sun today, which he couldn't look directly at. That's because the surrounding light became dim. The reason why the light became dim was because of the fire light rising from Alan's feet and gradually spreading around.

A little spark fell from the sky and landed on Jerio's shoulder armor, burning a little red light, and then disappeared. Jerio looked over his shoulder, and more sparks drifted from the corner of his eye.

Fire dancing all over the sky.

Allen put his hand on the handle of the Red King's knife, and a series of vermilion flame patterns emerged, forming the engraved "Vientiane Ashes". His silver hair was dyed red inch by inch by the fire, and when Allen raised his head, his eyes were burning with flames!

With a choke, the Red King came out of the sheath. Flame burst out from the scabbard, and the Scarlet King drew a semicircle, pointing the tip of the knife at the ground. The dark red explosive flames gushed out from the edge of the blade, then gathered and wrapped around the Chiwangdao, swaying like a flaming battle flag.

At some point on the city wall, all the laughter disappeared. Look at the man, the knife, and the fire under the city! No one could laugh anymore, including Jerry. An invisible sense of oppression made them let alone laugh, and even their breathing seemed heavy. Jerio reacted first, and shouted angrily: "What are you waiting for! Catapults, heavy crossbows, artillery, all attack me!"

The order was quickly spread, and the officers at all levels woke up like a dream, shouting and ordering all kinds of equipment to operate. Huge boulders weighing several tons were thrown out by the catapult, and the stones drew a parabola in mid-air, making a palpitating whistling sound, and smashed in the direction of Alan. A heavy crossbow adjusted its direction and fired one after another, shooting out the black iron crossbow arrows thick as arms. The artillery roared, and the flames ejected from the muzzle were as thick as a meter, and the strong driving force blasted the shells out, sandwiched between the boulders and heavy crossbows, falling towards Allen like a black rainstorm.

Allen looked around, and some heavy crossbows hit the boulders in mid-air and bounced away, and the shells hit the crossbow bolts and exploded in the air, but more boulders, crossbow bolts, and shells fell towards him. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, all the explosive flames on the Scarlet King were suddenly absorbed into the blade, and the long sword was bright red and better than blood. Allen raised his hand and waved horizontally.

The blade cut across the air, leaving a vermilion blade light everywhere, and there were traces of black lines sandwiched in the blade light, and the fierce aura like a volcano surged in it. In the middle of the stroke, the Red King paused, and began to stroke completely, the blade trembled violently, leaving a strong ending sound.

A gap seemed to be torn open in the space, and then the wound began to advance and expand!