His name is Ying Long, and he is a young and proud male dragon with a majestic body and great strength, even in the sacred land of Kyushu in his hometown, he is one of the few strong men.

One day, he left China to travel around the world and came to a big 6 called Paramia, where he met the love of his life.

It was a beautiful and gentle female dragon, her name was Layne, a member of the dragon clan living in this big 6, he stayed because of her, but she was also admired by the other male dragons, he constantly fought off rivals in love, and continued to accumulate thoughts of her.

After two hundred years, his existence was gradually accepted by the dragons of Palamia, and then he decided to woo her.

According to the custom here, the male dragon must build his own nest before he can courting the female dragon, and when courting, the rich Cheng dù of the nest represents the male dragon's deep love for the female dragon - so he carefully chose a mountain with a wide view and elegant environment as the nesting site, although he heard that this mountain peak has been arbitrarily divided into his own territory by nearby humans, but for this race at the top of the biological chain, human likes and dislikes are not something to pay special attention to.

It had taken him a hundred years to build the lair, and until yesterday, it had been done as he had envisioned! The newly built nest was so spectacular and beautiful that he, as the owner, couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar when he finished it!

And at that moment, half of the human kingdom below the peak trembled and screamed in his whistle.

At this moment, he will set off for the dragon island of Gangzel, where the dragons live, proudly announce his lair and territory to the people, and then woo her.

He stood on the terrace of the dragon's lair, stretched out his wings behind him, the wind pressure brought by the wave of the giant wings blew away the dust on the terrace, and just as he was about to take off into the air, he suddenly noticed something - it would take two days and two nights to fly all the way back and forth to Gangzel, plus the delay of other things, he would have at least a week to leave the lair, and his lair was really gathered too many coveted treasures, in case the greedy insects came to attack during his absence, The consequences may be dire.

He didn't want to show her a dilapidated lair.

His heart, burned by the fire of love, gradually calmed down, and he hesitated for a moment, and the majestic dragon body shrank into human form in a faint light, and then turned and walked towards the exit to the dormitory.

Before he could go to Gonzel to court, he had to make the lair impregnable.

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"Patty! Is Patti there? Ying Long returned to the dormitory and called the housekeeper's name.

"Yes, master." In response to his call was a somewhat high-pitched, rather sweet-sounding voice. A petite girl pushed open the door and walked in, she was wearing a black tuxedo, and her flaming red long bundle was neatly tied into a neat double ponytail, giving the impression that although it was more rigorous, it also had a bit of a cute feeling.

"Master, do you have any orders?" The girl named Patty bowed respectfully to Ying Long. Patty's eyes glowed with a unique red light, and she was not human, but a demon who was regarded by humans as the source of calamity. As a demon, Patty has the power that humans can't match, and is also proficient in many affairs, which is why he was hired by Ying Long as the housekeeper of the lair and trusted him from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm going to Gonzel soon, and you're responsible for the safety of the lair. Greedy bugs must not be allowed to set foot in my lair, how many more men will be needed to strengthen my defenses? ”

Ying Long's lair is as huge as a palace, and the complexity of the road is no less than the underground labyrinth of the demon race, even he can't see all the places at the same time, so the monsters from the Chaos Region have always been responsible for the tasks of guarding and patrolling the dragon's lair and repelling invaders.

"Well, I have arranged for the Death Knight and the Dark Bull to patrol the road leading to the top of the mountain according to your master's instructions, and the lair is also quite well defended, ordinary adventurers dare not approach it at all, but if your request is to ensure that it is foolproof......" Patty tilted her head and pondered for a few minutes, and then asked Ying Long. I hope the master will allow me to use my helpers freely in the lair. ”

"Helper? What do you mean......" Ying Long raised his eyebrows as if confused.

"The captives who were kept in the dungeon by their masters." Patti elaborated. "If I can, I hope my master will allow me to borrow their powers if necessary."

"You're talking about the women?" Ying Long's face showed obvious disdain.

The dungeon is mostly filled with adventurers who peep into the treasures of the dragon's lair or want to gain the reputation of "dragon slayer". Driven by fanaticism and hope, these daring and humble bugs dare to show their teeth and claws against the strongest dragons, and in Ying Long's eyes, it is as ridiculous as ants challenging giant elephants, and in most cases he doesn't even need to make a move. The robbers who broke into the lair were intercepted by the monsters guarding them, the unlucky ones were killed, and the lucky ones were captured and locked in the dungeon.

Ying Long's method of dealing with these insects was simple, a few young and beautiful women were selected to be used as decorations in the dormitory, and the rest were given freedom if they could pay a large ransom, and if they could not be paid, they were sent into slaves and forced for life in the underground mines of the lair - of course, from the perspective of the owner of the dragon's lair, Ying Long was already extremely tolerant if he did not kill these thieves who were watching his life and treasure on the spot.

"It doesn't matter how good they are, but there's no reason why they would be loyal to me, right? If you borrow their power, it will cause unnecessary trouble. Ying Long thinks so.

Although most of the people who dared to break into the dragon's lair, both men and women, had two brushes, those women who were disarmed and put in underground dungeons were basically just toys for him to dispel his hopes, and Ying Long never thought of the possibility of entrapping them.

"No, maybe the master didn't notice it, but among those captives, there were also women who were conquered by the master." Patty asserted. "In fact, it's the power of that war priestess that I want to use."

"Female war priest? Ah, that woman......" Ying Long frowned, he had a little impression of what Patty said about the female war sacrifice, but it was not an interesting memory.

About half a year ago, there was a team of quite powerful adventurers, breaking through the defense line of the monsters, and directly killed the dragon's lair to the dormitory, Ying Long was forced to face it in person - of course, the adventurers could not be the opponents of the dragon clan, for the warrior was seriously injured on the spot, another mage who seemed to be the people of the Red Lotus was also injured, Ying Long could have killed them lightly, but the remaining female warrior desperately hindered him, and at the same time used magic to send the two seriously injured companions away.

The female warrior was protected by the mother goddess Noya, and it took Ying Long several times more time and strength to subdue her, and the opponent's sword even left a deep slash mark on his hand - an extremely rare thing for Ying Long, who had the steel defense of dragon scales, so his memory was quite deep.

As a result, this group of adventurers not only killed a large number of guardian monsters, but even Ying Long's dormitory was damaged by a considerable amount of damage, which can be said to have brought unprecedented losses to the dragon's nest.

Enraged by this, Ying Long imprisoned the captured female warrior in an underground dungeon and inflicted the most brutal assault on her for months. The atrocities that lasted for several months, if it were an ordinary human woman, she would probably have been tortured a long time ago, but perhaps because of the strict training, the female warrior was far superior to ordinary human women in terms of spirit and tenacity, and she continued to resist at the end of her consciousness, which made Ying Long quite interested, so she let her survive.

However, in the recent days, the female war priest has suddenly become docile for some reason, no longer resisting Ying Long's violence, and more often she is silently patient, Ying Long doesn't know why, but in Patty's eyes, it is quite an intriguing sign.

"I investigated a little, that female war priest also seems to be quite famous among adventurers, known as 'Sword Singer' Anxia, her sword skills are superb, while her own combat power group, she is also a war sacrifice serving the mother goddess Noya, her magic can make the monsters wield more than twice the power, if you get her help, the master's lair can become impregnable, foolproof." Patty persuaded the master with rare enthusiasm.

"Is that so......" Ying Long pondered for a moment, then nodded. Okay, bring her to me. ”

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A moment later, Anxia, the "sword ling", came to Ying Long's dormitory under the escort of two dark bullheads.

Like any other captive, she wore only a thin veil of light. The light yarn is pulled from the shoulders to the thighs, and the waist is fixed with a red thread, so that the curve of the side is completely exposed, from the rounded shoulders to the tall chest, the slender red silk binds the white waist, and the buttocks are truncated, and a pair of long beautiful legs are completely exposed.

Even after half a year of captivity, there was not a trace of fat on the body that had been tempered for thousands of years, and the delicate skin undulated with the delicate curves, and the red marks of rope bondage remained on it, which looked extremely charming under the strong contrast-Ying Long squinted his eyes and looked at this female body with beauty and strength at the same time, and his gaze was like an artist who reveled in his own collection.

“…… Swordsman? For a long time, the corners of Ying Long's mouth pulled out a lofty arc, so confirmed.

“…… Be. It wasn't something to deny in particular, Anthia nodded, looking at him in silence.

"Swordsman, the dancer of the sword...... I've seen you dance. Ying Long chuckled, and subconsciously looked at his right hand, where she was cut half a year ago, there was still a red mark left at this moment. How is it? How do you feel about coming to my dormitory again after half a year? ”

“…… I didn't have any special impressions. Anxia replied lightly. Maybe in the eyes of others, they would think that she had succumbed to Ying Long's dragon power, but Ying Long knew very well that the woman in front of him had never succumbed to him, and the reason why she was so quiet should be some reason that he didn't know yet.

Ying Long waved his hand to make the two dark bull heads retreat, and at the same time, a wisp of finger wind severed the rope that bound Anthea. Ancia looked at him in surprise for no apparent reason.

"As a war sacrifice serving the Mother Goddess, you should not peer into the treasures of my lair, and I have no memory of being an enemy of the Holy Land of Eden...... I want to ask, why did you invade my lair at that time? ”

Ying Long asked Anxia, and his arrogant tone showed that he was motivated by pure interest. And in the face of the problem that had been delayed for half a year, Anthya sighed as if giving up after a few minutes of silence and said a short sentence.

“…… It was the Mezzas family's request to Eden to punish the dragon from the Mother Goddess. ”

"The Mezas?" Ying Long tried to search for this unfamiliar name in his mind, but he had no impression.

"Master, that's the name of the nobles of the kingdom of L'Avilis, and their territory is in the northern plains near their master's lair." Patty reminded in time.

"Ah, is that the place......" Ying Long chuckled. The territory of the Mezas family is an area that he regards as a playground, and occasionally he will run there to wreak havoc on a whim, so in the eyes of those lower races, the evil dragons that often attack their homes must be heinous beings, right? It wasn't a strange thing to ask for help from the Holy Land of Eden, but for the corresponding dragon, this kind of Cheng dù's abomination was not something to care about at all.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what happens there...... Ying Long just put this matter behind him and said his original intention directly to Anxia. Swordsman, dance the sword for me from now on! As long as you swear your allegiance to me, I will forgive you for your invasion of the dragon's lair and give you back your life and freedom. ”

"What......" Anxia looked at Ying Long in amazement, obviously this mention was much more than she expected. Does this mean that you want me to stay in the dragon's lair? ”

"That's right, stay in the dragon's lair and do your best for me." Ying Long looked at Patty next to him. "Patty is my butler, you just have to follow her orders and fight off the intruders for me. Depending on your merits, I will give you the status and reward accordingly. You should know that it is definitely not inferior to what any human nation can give you. ”

Ying Long looked at Anxia, he was not worried that she would refuse. Humans are a race with a strong desire to survive, and his conditions are definitely much better than the result of a tragic death in a dungeon.

It's just that Anxia was unexpectedly silent for a long time.

“…… Can you promise me one thing? Anthia looked up at him, as if she had made up her mind. I'm willing to guard the lair for you, but only for four months, please set me free after that. ”

"Four months? Why? Ying Long tilted his head to look at her. Although he should have married his bride in four months and would no longer need Anthea's strength, he couldn't help but wonder about the time the priestess demanded.

Anthea, who was questioned like this, looked to the side as if embarrassed, and explained in a low voice. “…… I am the war sacrifice of the mother goddess Noah, and in Noah's teachings, raising children is an extremely important duty...... I don't think this is a place where children can grow up healthy, so please let me go back to the Holy Land of Eden at that time...... At least for the first moment of soaking up the sun, I hope they will be blessed by Noah. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I'll promise you......"

Ying Long waved his hand impatiently, he had always hated the way humans spoke in circles, so he directly ignored the heavy facts implied in Anxia's words.

"As long as you keep the nest for me, I will set you free in four months."

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Below, rolling mountains, the blue sky stretches out to infinity, and Ying Long, who has been restored to the body of a dragon, flies freely in the air.

Compared to the other male dragons on Dragon Island, his body appeared more slender, with blue and white scales covering his body, long silky silver hair growing on his back, and a pair of majestic and powerful wings spread out to both sides, looking like a huge cross floating in the air from a distance, and the refined lines outlined the most majestic chic. When he was still in Gangzel, when he soared through the sky in such a position, he always attracted the sideways eyes of many female dragons, who loved his forked and graceful horns, and preferred his pride that was different from other male dragons.

It's just that he always only looks at the only figure.

The monsoon wind blowing from the distant sea gently caressed his cheeks, and Ying Long seemed to smell his lover's breath from the wind, and the golden sunset was like a beautiful scale on his lover's body, reflecting his eyes red. Ying Long's heart was like a burning flame, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself when he thought that he would soon be able to take the person he missed into his arms.

He couldn't help but let out a high-pitched roar from the sky, so as to vent the crazy expansion of joy in his heart.

However, this voice fell on the human city-state below, and it immediately set off an earth-shaking panic.

The human city-state, whose name is Dagon, has been subjected to dozens of unjustified baptisms of dragon's breath in the past due to its location on the edge of the dragon's territory. Later, the inhabitants of Dagon learned their lesson and paid a large tribute to the lord of the realm every year, and Ying Long reluctantly accepted the fact that they lived here, and only went to wreak havoc on occasional whims.

Hearing the chaotic voices below, Ying Long had another interest in his heart.

While bullying these tiny bugs doesn't bring him joy, it's interesting to watch how they react in the face of a crisis.

Considering that he would be leaving the lair for a while, Ying Long decided to go down and warn them one more time, in case these lowly but greedy subordinates would attack his lair's idea.

Ying Long flapped his wings to increase his altitude, followed the book in a sharp dive, and flew over the city-state of Dagon with lightning speed.

Then, without hesitation, wreak havoc.

Ordinary dragons can only breathe dragon breath with their own attributes - for example, the red dragon can only breathe the breath of fire, and the white dragon can only breathe the breath of ice, but Ying Long is the exception. He is not a dragon of Paremia, so the dragon's breath is completely unrestricted by attributes, and can even compound two different attributes into the dragon's breath - the red dragon's high-temperature flames, mixed with the black dragon's unique dark erosion, erupted from Ying Long's mouth, and from a distance, it looked like a dark red beam sweeping the ground, and a huge blade that fell from the sky on the street cut in half, and in the ten-meter-wide charred black fracture, the streets and houses, as well as the inhabitants therein, were reduced to ashes in an instant.

Swept by a dragon's breath, the whole city-state fell into a frenzied fear, looking at the giant shadow of death hovering back and forth, the inhabitants were like ants on a hot pot scurrying around, and this scene fell to Ying Long's eyes, but it was quite interesting - as if idle and bored humans would sometimes go to destroy the ant nest, or throw the ants into the water, and watch them die in the water and be happy, although it is quite a bad hobby, but it is the law of nature that the weak can never resist the will of the strong.

After all, it was a valuable source of income, and Ying Long did not intend to destroy the city, and was ready to rush to Dragon Island after another dragon breath. However, at this moment, his wings suddenly trembled, and his body was unbalanced. Ying Long waved his wings and pulled a crooked arc in the air, barely regaining his balance with the help of the wind, but he felt that some strange changes were taking place in the surrounding environment.

A wave of fluctuations invisible to the naked eye spread in the void, and the temperature in the place where the fluctuations passed dropped by dozens of degrees in an instant, and the sky, which was originally clear and cloudless, drifted with light snow in the blink of an eye. The snow wind formed a whirlwind around Ying Long, and the extremely low temperature even caused frost on Ying Long's wings.

"Who! Who's messing around over there? Ying Long jerked to the center of climate change and let out an angry roar.

To be able to cause such a large-scale environmental change in a short period of time, as far as Ying Long knew, there was only one kind of storage zài on the Paramia 6 that could do this kind of thing, and a certain possibility that appeared in his heart made him feel a little nervous.

"Evil Dragon, do you know the guilt?"

As if to confirm his foreboding, accompanied by a cold female voice, a gust of snow wind suddenly drifted in front of his eyes, and the appearance of a snow wolf appeared in the snow wind.

“…… Mattia! ”

Ying Long's eyes narrowed instantly, it was Mattia, the goddess of ice and snow, and the snow wolf was her symbol in the mortal world.

"The goddess of ice and snow in the north, why did you come to my territory?" Ying Long questioned in a hostile tone.

The dragon clan and the god clan are both strong men who stand at the pinnacle of all things, Ying Long heard that since the war of the ancient gods thousands of years ago, both sides are accustomed to respecting each other's positions, and there is rarely a record of conflict, but now it seems that Mattia is obviously coming with hostile intentions.

"Thou shalt defile the scepter of the Mother Goddess, one of the sins."

The snow wolf announced Ying Long's crime in a cold tone, and then a cyan wind suddenly blew in the distance, and the wind turned into the appearance of a goshawk in front of Ying Long, and then announced Ying Long's second crime.

"Thou hast destroyed my temple, and thou hast sinned secondly."

Then, with the melodious sound of birdsong, a lark suddenly landed on the goshawk's body and continued to announce.

"Thou hast slain my apostle, the third sin."

Then, a cluster of flames suddenly burst out of the snow wind, and a thick flame snake rose from the flames, and the flame snake's body was blazing.

"Thou hast plundered my artifact, and thou hast committed the fourth sin."

Finally, waves suddenly surged out of the void, and a slender mermaid surfaced and pointed at him with the trident in her hand.

"Thou hast bullied my family, and this is the fifth sin."

The Snow Wolf is the embodiment of Mattia, the goddess of ice, the Goshawk is the incarnation of Albes, the god of the storm, the lark is the incarnation of Sylvia, the goddess of the forest, the Serpent is the incarnation of Patricia, the god of fire, and the merfolk are the incarnation of Otyrnet, the goddess of the sea. They are the core of the belief of the Great 6 of Palamia, the superior gods who dominate the five major human countries, and are known as the "Five Pillar Gods", and at this moment, they actually appeared in the same place at the same time - in the past thousand years of the history of the Great 6 of Palamia, there has never been such a thing, Ying Long's heart sank.

"Albers, Silvia, Patricia, and Otilnet...... The Five Pillars of Paramia, all of you are here......"

Ying Long swept over the five gods one by one, and a hideous expression appeared on his face. In the mythological records of Palamia, the last time the Five Pillars God gathered was with the "Ancient Dragon War" more than a thousand years ago, the demon dragon known as the "Emperor of Betrayal" challenged the authority of the gods, and was finally killed by the Five Pillars Gods.

The divine power of the five gods pressed on his body, making Ying Long almost unable to move. Ying Long felt the immensity of his divine power, but the boiling anger in his heart overwhelmed the fear—regardless of the charges he couldn't remember, but even if it was true, it was just before he was about to woo the man he wanted—there was no worse time! It was as if the nest that had been built with all his heart and soul had been plundered by others before he could enjoy it, or even more so a strong anger filled Ying Long's chest, and the scorching heat erupted from his nostrils with his breath, forming a raging flame.

"you! If you want my life, you have to pay the price! ”

Ying Long roared angrily, and Long Wei suddenly exploded. The surging dragon power neutralized the divine power imposed on him by the gods, allowing him to regain his physical freedom.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, the direct battle between the dragons and the gods can't stop once it starts! Unless it is carried out until one of the parties is completely destroyed, you ...... Have such an awareness! ”

Ying Long roared, sweeping over the five gods with a terrifying gaze.

(Damn, why now?) It's ...... Just when I was about to woo you...... ）

Even if Ying Long had never underestimated his own strength, it was difficult for him to hope that he would survive with the five gods who dominated the Great 6 of Palamia. Ying Long apologized in his heart to the people in the distance, but the five gods raised their hands towards him, and at the moment of his carelessness, the divine power condensed in a moment once again deprived him of his ability to act.

"The sin thou hast committed is not the sin of the dragons, and thy sin has not yet reached the point where it must be paid with your life......"

The divine power of the five gods condensed into five chains of light of different colors in the void. In the next moment, a chain of light penetrated Ying Long's body, burrowing into his flesh, tightly wrapping around his bones like a poisonous snake, and continuously exerting a tremendous force enough to crush the metal.

"It is our unanimous decision to punish you for the sins you have committed."

The divine power of the Five Pillars God ignited an unquenchable fire in Ying Long's body, and Ying Long couldn't help but let out a roar of pain. Under the scorching fire, he felt that the dragon power in his body was as quickly depleted as water stains under the scorching sun, and in less than a minute, he was forcibly lifted from the dragon body and had to turn into a human form.

"Damn it...... You want to ...... What do you want to do! Even Ying Long, who was fearless of death, couldn't help but panic at the moment.

"We seal your dragon power, and from now on, you will realize the good and evil of your deeds with the body of a mortal."

The voices of the five gods merged into one in Ying Long's ears, and the five light chains merged into Ying Long's body one by one, completely sealing his dragon power, and the dragon binding seal was completed.

"Five Pillar God, you will regret it...... I'll make you regret it! ”

The moment the shackles of the gods were closed, Ying Long let out a roar.

It was the last roar he roared with all his might.

The roar containing the dragon's might resounded through the heavens, shaking the earth.

With a roar, Ying Long's figure gradually disappeared in the light of the seal, and the five gods floating in the air glanced at each other and quietly disappeared......

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In the myth of Paramea the Great 6, it was the father god Dante and the mother god Noya who created the world.

The first born dragons, known as the "eldest sons of the gods", possessed a perfect gift.

The Five Divine Clan, which was born after the Dragon Clan, is known as the "darling of the gods" and is favored by the five divine sons.

Humans are the last creatures of the gods, called "the youngest sons of the gods", but they do not receive any gifts from the gods.

The dragons of the "firstborn sons of God" stand at the pinnacle of the world, ravaging everything below.

The Five Divine Clan, the "darlings of the gods", settled in various parts of the Great 6, and at the same time revered the dragon clan as the eldest brother.

The human beings, the "youngest sons of God", admired the five gods, gathered around them, and spent a thousand years establishing five large nations in Palamia6......

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When Ying Long was sealed by the Five Pillars God, it was the sixth hundred and eighty-fifth year of the Divine Calendar, and at this moment, the calendar had turned to seven hundred and three years.

In the eighteen years since the dragon disappeared, the five human nations of Paramia 6 are still repeating the history of fighting and deceit, and if there is any change in this, it is the fact that the Austan Empire in the north sent troops to invade the eastern neighboring kingdom of Lavelis.

The Austan Empire, which is poor in natural resources, has long peeked into the rich resources of the central plains of the kingdom of Lavelis, and the contradictions between the two sides have been going on for hundreds of years, and the most recent large-scale war was eighty years ago, when the two countries attacked and defended the border line of Lavelis. Although the Austin Empire has the most powerful force of the Great 6 Kingdoms, the Kingdom of Lavelis has established a strong fortress on the border, and used it as a base to open a defensive line, taking advantage of the terrain and supply lines, it can also resist the onslaught of the emperor, and the war has then turned into a stalemate stage, but it has slowly advanced in the form of a tug-of-war for eighty years.

During this period, the offensive and defensive battles that were like exercises were staged almost invariably for decades, numbing both the Ostan Empire and the kingdom of La Vellis, and the blood of nearly a million people stained the border land, but no one could find a way to stop the bleeding, and both sides believed that such a war would continue for at least a few more decades......

But at this moment, the Emerald King Capital of the Ravelis Kingdom has been groaning under the iron hooves of the Ostan Empire!

A week ago, the famous "Battle Queen" Kolia of the Austan Empire led her Northern Legion through the "White Dragon Mountains", which was regarded as a natural moat by the Kingdom of Lavelis, and attacked its Emerald Royal Capital. The siege of the city that began with the surprise attack lasted three days and three nights, and half of the Emerald King was reduced to ruins, while the remaining half was drenched in despair and death.

Later generations praised the prestige of the "Battle Queen", but almost no one knew that it was an adventurer named "Ying Long" who sent this miraculous result to Kolia.

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"Hmph, what a wolf, Sylvia, this is what the Emerald King of your favor looks like......"

Ying Long stood on the half-collapsed city wall, coldly looking at the battle situation below with wolf smoke, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a cold sneer.

The offensive and defensive battle lasted three days and three nights, and he witnessed the course of the war from beginning to end. The Northern Legion of the Austan Empire has inflicted heavy losses on the king ** who garrisoned the Emerald Royal Capital, and has lost nearly eighty percent of its troops, although it is currently barely concentrating about one percent of its remaining troops in the Holy King's Palace, taking advantage of the geographical advantage to make a final struggle, but this has given the Northern Legion more time to suppress the fragmented resistance that has been divided into the streets. At the same time, the Northern Legion's encirclement of the Holy King's Palace has also been completed, and no matter how much Wang ** struggles, he will definitely not be able to escape the fate of the caged beast.

As he had planned, the victory of the Northern Army was assured, but they had something to overcome in order to achieve complete victory.

"Fighting against the apostles of the gods with the power of mortals is a little more difficult even for the Northern Legion......"

Ying Long sneered and turned his gaze to the location of the Holy King's Palace, where the battle was currently fiercest.

The Palazzo Santa King's Palace is a white palace built in a natural lake, and the spacious lake is connected to the outer city area by only an elegant arched bridge, which looks like floating on the mirror surface from a distance, so it is also known as the "Palace of Mirrors", which is one of the proud symbols of the Kingdom of La Velis.

Just on the level of war, this pleasing palace is also a fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The narrow arch bridge made it impossible for the emperor to wield the superiority in troops, and the width of the surrounding lake was beyond the range of heavy catapults, so the northern legions had no choice but to rely on the most primitive ladder tactics to storm the main gate of the Holy King's Palace - of course, if it was only this disadvantage, they could always find a way to overcome it at the tactical level, but they were facing a strong enemy above human intelligence at the moment - the tall knight standing in front of the gate of the Holy King's Palace, dressed in silver armor, was like an impassable moat, stopped the footsteps of tens of millions of emperors.

The silver knight's sword was as sharp as the wind and as hot as fire, and even the triple tower shield of the heavy infantry could not resist the flashing slash. The armor on the Silver Knight's body was as thick as a city wall, and even the heaviest steel arrows could not hurt the armor in the slightest. The silver knight seemed to be completely tireless wielding the big sword, creating one bloody storm after another in the emperor's **, the silver armor exuded a brilliant divine light, and all the kingdom soldiers who bathed in this brilliance would immediately heal the wounds on their bodies, and turn to fight with courage.

Because of the existence of this silver knight, the Holy King's Palace has become a literal "iron wall". Dalton, the fierce general of the Northern Army, commanded his troops to organize three charges from the early morning onwards, but they were all repelled by the remnants of the silver knight leading Wang **, and even his right arm was cut off by the silver knight. Although he was able to maintain the basic order of his troops in three consecutive defeats, and Dalton's skill as a general was commendable, the morale and physical strength of the soldiers were depleted, and they could not face the sharp edge of the Silver Knight again.

In front of the Silver Knight, there were countless corpses of Emperor **, and the converging blood even dyed the surface of the spacious lake red, even the Northern Legion, which was known for its bravery, was overwhelmed by the terror of the Silver Knight at this moment. When he saw the blood-soaked sword in the Silver Knight's hand, even the fierce general Dalton's heart felt a chill for no reason.

The remnants of Wang ** relied on the silver knight to wield more than ten times the combat power, and on the other hand, as long as the silver knight was knocked down, it would be equivalent to disintegrating their fighting spirit, and the northern army would win the final victory in this war!

However, the immediate fruits of victory were protected by thorns of steel, and the three defeats before and after made Dalton aware of the sharpness of the thorns, and he decided to change his tactics in order to avoid further heavy bleeding from the wound.

The archers who had been deployed in the rear were moved to the front position, and the tired front team retreated from two to the rear, and this unusual movement fell into the eyes of the peepers in the rear, making them scoff.

"Do you want to fight a war of attrition, although there is no way to do it, but this delicate tactic is not suitable for the Northern Army, which is famous for its iron and blood......"

Ying Long judged Dalton's intentions, but reciprocated with contemptuous ridicule. Maybe the emperor doesn't care about consuming this little time, but he doesn't have the time to wait slowly, before "that thing" comes, he must let the Northern Army capture the Holy King's Capital, otherwise there is no guarantee that the plan will go smoothly.

"There's no way, just help them here......"

Ying Long shrugged and jumped off the city wall, casually picking up the long sword of a certain battle-dead on the ground, and the deep voice leaked from the corners of Gao Yang's mouth, which was full of tyranny and evil sneer.

"Ripper, get ready to devour flesh!"

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The Northern Legion made its fourth charge at the Holy King's Palace, and the archers who had been moved to the front shot a rain of arrows at the Silver Knight, while the troops from the rear also charged towards the Holy King's Palace under the cover of bows and arrows. Dalton's plan was to suppress the Silver Knight's sharp edge with bows and arrows, and then let the charging troops bypass the Silver Knight's invasion of the city gate - the remnants of the king's ** army other than the Silver Knight were simply vulnerable, even if only a small team of Emperor ** broke through the city gate, it was enough to end this pointless tug-of-war.

Dalton's calculations were quite reasonable, but the tactic was forcefully rejected from the very beginning.

The silver knight stood in front of the city gate like a steel colossus, the stormy arrows did not cause him any damage, and the emperor was still waiting for the emperor in front of the city gate. At the same time that the silver knight set off a bloody storm in the emperor's **, the king ** on the city wall also immediately launched a counterattack, condescendingly returning the arrows to the enemy troops who rushed up, and the vanguard team of the Northern Army was almost wiped out in an instant.

With a rain of arrows from the gates, and the silver knights standing proudly in front of the gates like the god of war, it seemed that the fourth charge of the Northern Legion would end in failure.

However, this time, an unexpected reinforcement joined the emperor's charge.

Although he was not particularly conspicuous in the group at first, after a volley attack, everyone noticed his cunzài......

In the face of Wang **'s condescending volley, the only thing Emperor ** could do was to squat in place to defend, but the light simple wooden shield could not completely resist the heavy arrows from top to bottom, and the vanguard who were attacked by the concentration suffered heavy casualties.

After the rain of arrows, the road to the Holy King's Palace was paved with countless corpses and arrows, but there was still one person standing proudly.

The man stepped over the corpses on the ground and slowly approached the city gate, the rain of arrows in the sky seemed to cause him no harm, and the eyes of the two armies were almost immediately drawn to it.

It was a young man dressed as a mercenary, and he had a rather rare black hair of the Palamian Big 6, and an equally rare black eye, both of which made up a handsome appearance, but the overall temperament was on the wild side.

Perhaps for the convenience of his activities, the young man wore only a light cloth of the same color as black, with no armor on the outside, no shield on his hands, and no protective equipment on his body. In such a fierce battlefield, such a dress can probably only be described as "looking for death", but no one doubts the power of the youth as a top warrior.

All eyes were on his right hand.

It was a giant sword that took on an ominous dark red color, and its sight was even higher than that of the black youth who wielded the sword. The body of the giant sword is about two feet wide and six feet long, as if it is a dark red color like coagulated blood, and the hilt of the sword shows a fierce posture radiating in all directions, like the claws of a beast, and in the center of the hilt is a yellow jade like an eyeball, looking around as if it has life, and all those who see this mysterious scene can't help but have goosebumps floating all over their bodies.

Even the most conservative estimates of this demonic greatsword weighed at least eighty kilograms, but the young man seemed to have no trouble lifting it. Imagining that terrifying power, Wang ** shuddered, almost subconsciously, and the arrows from the city tower were concentrated towards the youth.

However, in the face of the overwhelming rain of arrows, Ying Long simply swung the magic sword a few times, and even the degree of progress did not decrease in the slightest, and all the arrows fired at him were blocked.

Under the suffocating gaze of Wang **, Ying Long, who was unharmed, came to the city gate, and what was waiting for him there was the silver knight who had repelled the emperor's attacks countless times in the past half a day.

As if noticing the difference in the comer, the Silver Knight also raised his sword and assumed a defensive posture. The big sword that shone with silver light slanted downward to form a solid defensive posture, but the heavy magic sword that was swung with terrifying power against Ying Long was smashed out by the sword in an instant.

The Silver Knight crashed into the walls behind him like a cannonball, sending dust flying in an instant.

The patron saint of the Holy King's Palace, the Knight King, who stood like a god of war, was smashed out like this...... Witnessing this scene, Wang**'s breathing couldn't help but be disordered, and on the contrary, after a few seconds of silence, the emperor** immediately burst into ecstatic cheers.

In the earth-shattering cry behind him, Ying Long frowned, and instead held the magic sword with both hands, the sword body stretched diagonally downward, and put on a defensive posture towards the dusty front.

"That's ...... Fool stance? He's using the Arkrese Knight Sword! ”

Witnessing Ying Long's posture on the city wall, there was a wave of whispering among the knights of La Velis.

The "Acres Knight Sword" is a swordsmanship known as the "national skill" of the kingdom of Lavelis, and it is an orthodox knight sword technique that is extremely royal in the name of the first king of Lavelis, the knight king Acresse. As for the "Fool's Stance", it is one of the basic stances of the Knight of Akres, and it is also the strongest defensive move, and it is said that the Knight King can even use it to cut off the dragon's flames - if this is the standard, it is not unthinkable that Ying Long has blocked the rain of arrows before.

It's just that in common sense, the knights who practice the knightly sword of Acreth are all knights of La Velis without exception, and I have never heard of an Ostein who will practice knightly sword skills.

Who the hell is this guy?

Watching Ying Long put on a standard posture like a textbook, and then looking at the magic sword with the vague outline of a knight's sword, the knights on the city wall had such questions in their hearts. But before they could come up with an answer, a dazzling silver glow suddenly flashed from the dust flying under the city wall, and a beam of silver light exploded, and the wind of the sword that rolled up dispersed the floating dust, shooting towards Ying Long's heart like a strong crossbow.

(Spike?) So fast! ）

Ying Long swung the magic sword with both hands to block, and the silver knight's great sword slid away from the blade of the magic sword, pulling out a series of sparks.

Ying Long and the Silver Knight passed by, and in the next second of exchanging positions, a fierce attack and defense broke out between the two!

The Silver Knight lowered his body, and the great sword was pulled back diagonally to create a full string trajectory, which was the "strong crossbow stance" in the knight's sword. The crossbow stance was originally a technique known for its degree, but the Silver Knight stabbed one thrust after another, each blow as fast as lightning, and accompanied by the force of piercing the rock.

Ying Long maintained the original Fool's posture, swinging the magic sword with both hands, and built an invisible wall in front of him, continuously blocking the dense thrusts of the Silver Knight—if the Silver Knight's attack was described as a mercury fall, then Ying Long's defense could be called a drop of water, and dense sparks burst out from the two staggered lights and shadows, and the Lavelis Knight who witnessed this scene was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

The strong crossbow posture against the fool's posture, what is staged in front of him is a classic duel in the sword of the knight of Akres, and considering that the attacking side is the ancestor of the knight's sword, the situation of the legendary knight king Akres, the defensive side, Ying Long, who defended the knight king's dense thrust with the fool's posture, is even more terrifying - the knights on the city wall racked their brains to search in their memories, but they couldn't think of such a person who had ever heard of such a person whose strength directly chased the knight king.

Clang! With a crisp impact, the fierce attack and defense that lasted for more than ten minutes came to an end temporarily, and the two maintained their original posture and stood still.

Ying Long's breathing was slightly short, and dense sweat appeared on his undulating chest, and the silver knight's whole body was shrouded in that full-body armor, so his expression could not be seen. On the surface, Ying Long seemed to be slightly inferior, but he immediately changed his stance.

Ying Long raised the magic sword above his head, the tip of the sword was pulled back diagonally, and he lowered his body to pose as if he was ready to sprint, and when he saw this scene, there was an almost groaning cry from the city wall.

"Radical ...... Provoke the stance! ”

"Enraging Stance" is a move with overwhelming attack power in the knight's sword, and it seems that Ying Long is planning to turn to a counterattack in one fell swoop. With the cooperation of the enraged stance, Ying Long's whole body exuded a violent fighting aura like a ghost, and compared with Ying Long's unreserved battle intent, the Silver Knight's response was a little sluggish, and he seemed to be unable to make up his mind between carrying out the attack and turning to defense.

"Although I am honored to fight with the Knight King, I don't have much time, so ah......" Ying Long licked his dry lips, took a step while the magic sword pressed down, and turned into a sprint state in the second step, almost in the blink of an eye, approaching the eyes of the silver knight, and at the same time, a powerful horizontal slash was swung out with the sound of wind and thunder.

"If you are dead, let Uncle Ben leave the scene obediently!"

The length of the hand, combined with the length of the magic sword itself, made the attack range of this horizontal slash reach a rather terrifying level, even the silver knight did not dare to hit its edge directly, and jumped back to avoid the slash of the magic sword, but this was exactly the reaction that Ying Long needed.

A cold arc floated up the corner of the tyrant's mouth, and then turned into tyrannical words.

"Roar, Ripper!"

The yellow jade jade at the hilt of the magic sword flashed with brilliant brilliance in an instant, and the sword body that still had a metallic texture suddenly turned into the steel scales of the demon beast, and the deep dark red sword body swelled into bloody fangs, like a fierce beast that suddenly woke up, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the unprepared silver knight at the waist in one bite!

"Shred it!"

Ying Long shook the demon sword violently, and the fierce fangs turned by the blade of the demon sword in front of him immediately staggered and bitten, and the silver knight who had no time to react was bitten off on the spot!

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After all, it was a disembodied heroic spirit, and the silver knight who was bitten off did not have a bloody scene such as blood splashing, but turned into a pile of phosphorus powder of light, which quickly dissipated into the air, leaving only the shining silver "Knight King Sword" inserted in place, as if mourning the tombstone of the deceased king.

The knight king, who was like a spiritual pillar, was defeated so simply, and it was too terrifying to unfold and deprive the king of his ability to think, and even the emperor's side was quite shocked.

In the next few minutes, the battlefield centered on the gate of the Holy King's Palace showed an extremely eerie silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on the black-clothed young man, while Ying Long, who was being watched by everyone, turned his attention to the magic sword in his hand.

Different from the infinitely ferocious posture when he cut off the silver knight, at this moment, more than half of the magic sword in Ying Long's hand was weak and fell to the ground, and the treasure jade on the hilt of the sword also changed from the original yellow to gray color, feeling like a beast on the verge of death, it was impossible to believe that it was actually the magic sword that killed the knight king.

"Tsk, can't you hold it after liberation once, Fan Tie only has this kind of Cheng dù after all......"

Ying Long pursed his mouth unsatisfied, and threw away the magic sword casually.

The dying sword fell to the ground, bounced again, and when it fell again, it shattered inch by inch like glass, and every inch of fragment was glowing with the gray color of death. It's just that Ying Long's attention is no longer on these fragments, he takes a few steps forward, picks up the silver sword left by the silver knight when he disappears, weighs it, waves it casually, and nods with satisfaction.

"Knight King Sword, I didn't expect this ancient thing to be preserved......"

Ying Long took the Knight King Sword as his own as a matter of course, and then turned to the stunned emperor ** behind him, frowning as if unhappy.

"Hey! Fools, what are you doing in a daze? ”

The arrogant and violent voice pulled the emperor's attention back in an instant, and Ying Long raised the knight king's sword, which symbolized victory, and pointed at the main gate of the Holy King's Palace.

"Go! That's what you're here for, right? ”

The Silver Knight is dead, and the Holy King's Palace is like a lamb that has lost its shepherd dogs, **naked in front of wolves from the Northland. Being awakened by Ying Long's reprimand, the wild emperor **, as if he was about to vent his previous depression, launched an unprecedented onslaught towards the last obstacle, but the king ** on the city wall had already lost his fighting spirit.

The outcome of the battle did not seem to be guessed at all, and even Dalton was unwilling to command the army to charge, so no one noticed that Ying Long, who was holding the sword of the Knight King, quietly disappeared in the smoke of gunpowder......

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