Under the stunned gaze of the Church Alliance, the gates of the Holy Acropolis slowly rose, and a knightly warband that only appeared in epic mythology slowly walked out of the city.

The pitch-black battle armor, the pitch-black war horse, and even the dragon spear and kite shield in the knight's hand are all pitch black.

With the gates wide open, the enemy army of only 300 men, and the coalition army of several thousand, according to common sense, this is the perfect time for the besieging side to attack.

However, not a single coalition soldier on the battlefield dared to move half a step, and everyone looked at the unusual knightly army at the city gate, their faces turned pale and they didn't know what to do.

Cumberland, who was at the forefront of the horse, looked at the army in front of him with disdain. With a tilt of his head, he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground.

He lowered the visor of his helmet, and the hive on the keel parasite began to shake violently, and all the knights leveled the dragon lance and took a charging stance.

The hooves of the xenomorph warhorse suddenly began to run, and it took only a few seconds to go from standing still to galloping.

Just when the front of the coalition army was still hesitating whether to change formations and defend against the enemy on the spot, the knights had rushed in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Astonishing speed, coupled with huge kinetic energy, the xenomorphic war horses like cannonballs, with their knights, crashed away all the enemies who dared to stand in the way.

The commander-in-chief of the legion directly under the church looked at the knights who were getting closer and closer, and only had time to shout half a sentence: "Stop them......"

I watched the tower shield guards in front of me, like balloons with holes, knocked into the sky by war horses.

In the next second, the commander-in-chief's chest was cold, and a huge impact pulled him off his horse and lifted him into the air.

Using the exoskeleton power of the dragon bone, Cumberland lifted the corpse of the commander-in-chief on the tip of the dragon spear above his head, galloping on the battlefield like a flag.

Feeling the warm blood slowly sliding from the top of the helmet to his neck, Cumberland sighed contentedly and whispered, "This kind of war is more suitable for me than the aggrieved defense of the city!"

The general was killed, the phalanx of the Church's troops collapsed, some began to throw down their weapons and turn around and run, some fell on their knees and begged for mercy, and some religious fanatics tried to put up a stubborn resistance.

Cumberland swung his dragon lance and threw the body of the coalition commander into the distance like a sack.

The hive on the back of the keel shook again, and the knight warband spread out in formation, and the three of them formed a squad and began to annihilate the remaining enemies on the battlefield.

The sharp keel parasite limbs protrude from the gaps in the armor, and with the speed of the xenomorph horse and the strong defense of the knight, it suddenly becomes a veritable "harvester" in the battlefield.

Groups of resisting enemy troops, often unable to hold out for a few rounds under the attack of parasite limbs, were impaled through the chest or dismantled in pieces.

At this time, there was an amazing scene on the battlefield, thousands of troops were pursued by three hundred knights, throwing away their armor and powerless.

The pursuit continued from morning until sunset, and the Church coalition lost nearly two-thirds of its troops. In particular, the Knights of Stigmata, the Baptist Order, and the believers of the Cathedral, the direct subordinate units of these churches, very few were caught in the net, and they were either killed or caught.

In response to the prisoners of this war, Cumberland implemented a controversial move that made everyone's scalp tingle.

He first relied on identification and identification, from among the dead and prisoners, to find out those officers of the Church's direct subordinate units with the rank of wing commander and above, and nailed them to the border with spiked stakes.

Then, he threw all the soldiers of the direct army of the church, dead or alive, into the pit and buried them directly into the earth.

In the end, the armies of the secular kingdoms, he took a completely different approach.

The nobles paid a small ransom and returned to their respective kingdoms with their belongings.

As for the soldiers of the secular kingdom, Cumberland not only did not embarrass these captives, but each of them gave them a few bronze stars to leave on their own.

This differential treatment sparked a great controversy throughout the diocese, with the Church calling Cumberland the "butcher of Twilight" and the secular kingdoms remaining silent.

After this battle, the plain in front of the gate of the Holy Acropolis was renamed the "Scarlet Plains" for a long time.

Merchants and travelers would rather take a digression than set foot in an area full of vultures, dingoes, and carrion.

But in the mouths of the tavernkeeper and the bard, there is no talk of these bloody pasts, and at most they are talking about the three hundred invincible xenoknights.

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Twilight City, Xenomorph Battleship Laboratory, late at night.

Wayne looked at the drawings that had just been printed out in the xenomorph electron microscope, frowning and falling into deep thought.

There was a soft sound of spinning shafts at the door, and Wayne was unaware, still comparing the pictures of the samples.

"Once a tyrant virus has formed a nest, it is very difficult to isolate pure individuals with reagents. Wayne looked at the dragon bone parasite on the table that had been modified by the tyrant and sighed, "Alas, how did Your Majesty get the virus specimen?"

Wayne Dunlop. ”

A cold female voice rang out in the room.

Wayne turned his head to see a woman wrapped in a black robe, standing in the darkness of the corridor, quietly watching him.

Wayne put down the drawings in his hand and whispered to the woman, "What you want me to do, I've done it, so what do I want?"

The woman took out a palm-sized lead box from her bosom and a glass vial containing a small black viscous liquid.

"This is the Tyrant virus?!" an excited Wayne took two steps forward and reached for the glass bottle.

With a flick of the woman's wrist, the glass bottle fell back into the lead box.

Wayne asked angrily, "What are you doing here?"

The woman weighed the lead box up and down, and said with a smile: "You said that you completed my task, how do I know that it is true?"

"You don't have to force me to do it, I will recommend it to Your Majesty!" Wayne said angrily, "You know what? I have long thought that if I can get the abilities of Eagle Eye and Perspective in the experiment, it will save me a lot of time and energy. So, in this matter, we kind of thought of a piece!"

"As for the proposal I submitted, not only did Prime Minister Emerson approve it, but even His Majesty signed it, and I saw it with my own eyes! Starting next week, Twilight City will start experimenting with the popularization of abilities!"

The woman looked at Wayne's blushing face, which did not look like a fake, and gently placed the lead box in her hand on the table.

Seeing Wayne eagerly open the lead box and take out the contents inside, the woman said to herself, "In this way, the first step of the plan is completed." ”

Wayne pinched the glass bottle with his fingers, looked at the light, and exclaimed, "This is what the Tyrant virus really looks like?!"

The woman found a chair, sat down, looked at Wayne's crazy expression, and asked, "You still haven't given up on your human transformation plan?"

Wayne solemnly put the glass bottle back into the lead box, looking excited: "Of course not! What is a human being? Human beings are the combination of soul and body! Regarding the soul, I have made great progress in research. And the Tyrant Virus you sent me has sent me inspiration for physical transformation, which can combine more than two different creatures to form a completely new creature!"

Wayne leaned his face close to the woman, his eyes were bloodshot, and spit flew everywhere: "I have cracked the secret of the soul, and then I have the refining method of the body, do you know what it means?

The woman looked at the excited face in front of her, and stepped back in disgust, although she already knew the answer in her heart, she still didn't care and asked, "What does it mean?"

Wayne exclaimed, "I can create new creatures!

The woman, who had heard the other party mention this answer several times, stood up with a smile: "I'd love to see that your original intentions haven't changed, Mr. Wayne, but there is one thing I still want to remind you...... No matter what your experiments are or what their purpose is, I'll keep my eyes on you......"

Wayne waved his hand absently: "Whatever you want, as for now, Lord Richel, I'm going to start my experiment, please don't disturb me." ”

Rachel lifted her hood, revealing her original face, her eyes gradually turned cold when she looked at Wayne, and said softly: "Mr. Wayne, I wish you a speedy success in your experiment."