Chapter 1115: Burning Flames

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The sky and the earth were dark, and the only remaining ray of knife light became the only light on the battlefield!

Allen's knife was exhausted. At first, the light of the knife was less than two meters, and it was already ten meters when it started to advance. Another breath stretched nearly a hundred, but the left and right ends were still stretching and spreading. The light of the knife is like a ray of river tide, rolling in. The boulders, heavy crossbows, and shells that fell from Miraham, whether they were cut by the knife light or not, all the boulders burst, the heavy crossbow melted, and the shells exploded. So the offensive that fell all over the sky was broken by Allen with a single knife. Like a split in the raging sea, where the light of the knife passes is a smooth road leading directly to the high walls of the heavy city.

The flying sparks in the sky seem to be pulled by an invisible force field, and they are continuously poured into the light wave. The length of the light wave has exceeded a kilometer from the beginning to the end, but its expansion seems to be endless.

Jerio finally came to his senses and knew that the wave of light could not hit the city wall. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the giant sword Spike that was resting on the side of the iron seat jumped into the earl's hand. Jerio raised his giant sword and wanted to jump out into the air to intercept the wave of light. But as soon as the giant sword was raised, the tide of light had already flashed into Mirahan's city wall. The earl froze and rushed back. But that ray of light has already entered the city, advancing continuously, passing through many arrow towers, houses, and bell towers, and disappearing at the end of the city.

The thick stone walls of Miraham, under this smearing tide, have been smoothed like a piece of soft cheese.

There was silence on the walls.

Then the continuous sound of Wanjun began to be heard from under his feet. Looking from Allen's direction, he could clearly see a fiery red line on the city wall of Mirahan, and from this line, there were countless flames spreading up and down. All the flames are a crack. Countless cracks intersected and extended, and even divided the entire guard wall into a criss-cross grid.

From every grain of the grid spouted vermilion skyfire, and from the direction of Miraham there was a cacophony of heavy stones rolling down and people screaming. Allen put the knife back into its sheath, turned around and walked towards the camp without looking at Miraham again. Behind him, a pillar of fire erupted from the city wall of Mirahan, and this thick pillar of fire rushed to a height of more than ten meters. The flame is rich in color, and around it, there are countless flaming equipment fragments!

More pillars of fire rushed out from every corner of the city wall. Then not only in the direction of the city wall, but also in the inner city, and even everywhere in the city, pillars of fire erupted. The entire Miraham was like a burning arsenal, with explosions everywhere. The flames advanced layer by layer, knocking down tall buildings, blasting statues, and they set trees on fire, and everything that could be burned.

When Allen walked into the camp,

Looking back, Miraham was already in a sea of ​​flames.

Break the city with one knife!

The camp of the crusading army was also completely silent.

Woodrick's expression was stunned, and Prince Julian's mouth hadn't closed since the moment Guangtide entered the city. Even Belekay forgot to smoke, letting the precious tobacco that was like his life and root continue to burn. After a while, Bellekai let out a sigh of relief, and murmured: "Just this one knife is enough to rank among the ten saints."

The two of Woodrick, who heard his comment, were shocked at the same time, and they looked at each other speechlessly.

Then someone called Alan's name, and cheers filled every corner of the barracks. It was a great surprise and surprise to all the soldiers that Miraham was captured without a single soldier. Originally, to attack a city like Mirahan, even the Frostwind Dragon Army had to pay a certain price. But Allen razed the city with one knife, and I don't know how many people survived because of his knife. So far, they have paid full respect to Allen.

Soldiers had already run up to lift Alan up, and the men in the camp expressed their respect in their own way. Allen's complete destruction of the city almost drained all his source power, and now his body is filled with an indescribable sense of emptiness, and he can't wait to fall asleep. But in the face of the enthusiasm of the soldiers, the only way is to fight hard. Fortunately, Woodrick came and ordered the army to move, and it was time to receive Miraham.

Even if it's just a ruin.

When Woodrick saw Jerio, the count, who had been arrogant and domineering before the start of the war, was sitting down on the ground in disgrace. Beside him was the corpse of Commander Cerberus, but there were more corpses nearby. They lay on the ground, against broken walls, or under falling rocks. Jerio's eyes were empty and he completely lost his fighting spirit. Seeing Woodrick, he didn't say anything, just raised his hands: "I surrender."

Allen's overbearing knife not only flattened Mirahan, but also destroyed Jerio's faith, making the count unable to think of fighting anymore.

The news of Miraham's fall spread quickly, and Allen's power to break the city was even more exaggerated. All of a sudden, Allen's name spread throughout the empire, even attracting more attention than the duel of the ten saints that came sooner or later under the Flame Castle.

Mason naturally also received the news.

Now Flame Castle has completely turned into a war fortress. From the outside, the high and low forts, the straight thorns extending outward, and countless arrow butts and shooting holes make this castle lose the mysterious elegance of the past, but more There was a smell of steel and fire. Mason was in the study room of the main building of the castle, flipping through a travel book. The killer Renice told him the whole process of Miraham's fall, without daring to omit any details.

This was already the second day after the fall of Miraham. Although Mason had heard the news yesterday, he still patiently listened to his subordinate's report. Then he closed the travel notes, and the Sword Lord frowned slightly: "If what you said is true, then this Earl of the Southern Territory has ten saints, or is close to our level of combat power. But Midian and He has fought against him before, and it doesn't look like he is hiding his strength, otherwise, at the ruins of the old Great Wall, there would be no need for the two top ten saints of the Bolin family to disturb him."

"My lord." Renis bowed her head and said, "There is one thing I need to ask for your forgiveness."

"What is it?"

"When I was ordered by my lord to go to Sardinia to inform those killers about their actions, I participated in the attack on that earl without authorization."

Mason said "Oh" and said, "In other words, you tried to assassinate him at that time?"

"Yes, because this subordinate thinks. If the blow is successful, it will save you a lot of trouble."

"It seems that your assassination failed, otherwise Midian wouldn't need to take action."

"That's true." Renis raised her head: "But what I want to say is that I almost succeeded. It wasn't until I launched an attack that the earl noticed the murderous intent, so he escaped. If that If the count has ten holy combat power, it is impossible to wait until his subordinates launch an attack to find out. So I think his own combat power should be below level 30, but he has some kind of secret method that can increase his combat power in a short time or ability."

Although what she said was not the truth, it was not far from it.

Mason nodded after hearing this: "So my opponent still only has one Ten Saint, so the plan doesn't need to be changed. It's just that Mirahan fell too quickly, which is a bit of a headache."