Jerome, who flew into the sky, looked at the billowing smoke and dust in front of him, and his face was solemn.

The outpost reported that a corps had been found, which he thought was the Mountain Frost Corps. The Mountain Frost Corps' decision to protect Master Sailei's retreat to Three Souls City has long been a joke in the Taurus upper class. The Mountain Frost Corps have been described as frightened birds, and cowardice has become their proper noun, and Austin has come to relay it to Jerome.

Jerome was embarrassed at the time, if the Mountain Frost Legion was a bird with a frightened bow, then what was it if he was defeated by a bird with a frightened bow?

It wasn't until he received Brad's secret treasure communication that explained the doubts in his heart, but he also felt that the Mountain Frost Legion was making a bit of a fuss. Brad trusted these people too much, and was fooled by them. What Taurus may be attacked, nine times out of ten is that the Mountain Frost Corps is afraid of taking responsibility and finding an excuse to leave.

However, he knew that Brad really wanted to revive the Taurus Corps, and in fact, he also wanted to follow Brad for a while. He hesitated for a long time, but he gave up, he tried his best to sit in this position, if he just gave up like this, it would not be easy to come back.

Brad is certainly qualified to pursue illusory ideals, he is His Highness, qualified to do anything ridiculous, and still be able to ascend to the throne in the future. He Jerome does not have this qualification, and it is not easy to keep the current results.

Jerome still hopes that Brad can succeed in his heart, he is in the army, and he knows exactly what is going on in the army now. The Horn Corps is already one of the best elites in Taurus, but it is still far from the Taurus Corps in history. He was helpless about such a situation. It is precisely because the Horn Legion is an elite that it has naturally become the best place to gild, and countless powerful disciples want to squeeze into it, and many of them are that he must not offend.

Fighting these people took up most of his energy, and it was much more tiring than training soldiers.

Jerome saw the slowly approaching corps ahead, and he kept sinking down. This was a strange army that he had never seen before, a regiment of snow-white monsters, slowly approaching the Oxhorn Corps station.

If it weren't for these monsters, the team was well-organized and strange, and he even suspected that it was a beast tide. These Star Soul Beasts are like lifeless machines.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a flag, and his pupils shrank.

Bright Martial Arts!

This is a legion of the Bright Martial Forces!

The Bright Flag, unique to the Bright Martial Arts Society, flutters in the wind.

Brad......

Jerome's hands and feet were cold, his face was gray, he was speechless, and Brad's words were still in his ears.

After a while, his face regained a little blood, and he said in a deep voice: "Immediately send someone to the back to stop the Mountain Frost Corps and let them take a detour." ”

"Yes!"

"Urgently report to the Golden Bull Palace, the Bright Martial Arts will come to attack!"

"Yes!"

"The whole army is assembled and ready for battle. ”

"Yes!"

Jerome methodically issued the order, and his calm expression infected his somewhat frightened subordinates, and the restless corps immediately calmed down.

"Oh my God, the legion of the Bright Martial Society!What kind of corps is this?, why are they here?" a noble disciple looked panicked, and subconsciously shouted, "It's over! We're done......

He was followed by a group of people, all of them looking panicked.

"Those who are in the midst of the uproar and shake the hearts of the army will be killed!"

Jerome's cold voice rang out, the sword light flashed in the air, and a head flew into the sky, a pillar of blood gushing. After a few seconds, the headless corpse plopped down.

Silent.

The noble disciples were all pale and couldn't believe it, how could they not think that Jerome, who was usually very talkative, could look like a different person.

"Jerome, you're crazy! You've killed Aaron! Duke Moore won't let you go......" another young nobleman screamed.

Jerome looked indifferent, and he spat out one word: "Chop!"

His own soldiers, knowing that the general had moved in earnest, did not hesitate to do so, like arrows off the string, and pounced on the young nobleman at the same time.

"How dare you ......"

The exclamation came to an abrupt end, and the young nobleman stared blankly at the long sword stuck in his chest. He fell on his back and his eyes were wide open, and even though he was dead, he didn't understand why Jerome would do anything to him.

The young noble disciples were silent, their faces turned pale, lest they make the slightest noise and lead to death.

"I know what you guys think. After this battle, you can do whatever you want to deal with me, but the big war is imminent, and whoever wants to violate military law, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Jerome didn't even look at the people after saying that, and then turned and left.

When he saw the banner of the Bright Martial Arts, he understood his fate and the fate of Taurus. No one knows better than him how weak this once domineering golden bull is now.

The Bright Martial Arts, which completely tears off the disguise, is an enemy that Taurus cannot defeat. He had never seen the monster corps in front of him, but the terrifying aura they emitted made Jerome understand that they were the secret weapons of the Bright Martial Society.

Those people in the Mountain Frost Corps are right, Brad is right, what better prey than Taurus?

understands the fate of Taurus, and for some reason, he feels a little relieved in his heart. Finally, I don't have to deal with those rotten guys endlessly all day, I finally don't have to force a smile, and I finally don't have to carefully balance the various forces.

Brad, you have to come on.

Jerome silently muttered to himself. In this disappointing, dark and decaying empire, Brad is the only hope, the only thing worth guarding.

In any case, it is necessary to leave for the safety of His Highness, and in any case, let this hope remain.

It was the only thing he could do.

Jerome walked forward with his sword, blood dripping down the tip of the sword, his expression calm, his gaze determined, and he had never known his mission so clearly as he did now.

It is worth dying in such a battle.

"Put on your armor and blow your trumpet!"

The low whine of the horns resounded in the city of Sand Plains, like the wind blowing through the wasteland.

Ryu Yazhi stared at Sunahara Castle in front of him, and he licked his lips with a hint of frenzy in his eyes. This was his first battle after defecting to Elder An, and under the suppression of the Three Souls City's Organ Soul Armor, no one remembered the bloodline martial armor that had appeared. Even the Black Soul has given up on the study of the Bloodline Martial Armor, believing that it has no future.

The blood armor will dissolve, and everyone will fall apart.

Liu Yazhi, who had personally controlled the bloodline martial armor and the organ soul armor, was even more impacted. He became discouraged, his life became a mess, the Soul Armor enveloped him like a nightmare, he became irritable, sensitive, crazy, hysterical.

His loved ones are far away from him, his friends are far from him, and the whole world is far from him.

Unwilling to fail, he continued his research, and soon, his savings were spent, and he became destitute.

Liu Yazhi, who was desperate, was approached.

When Elder An appeared in front of his house and said with a smile that he was willing to fund him to continue his research on the Bloodline Martial Armor, he was dead set on this man with a smile. Elder An did not break his promise, whether it was funding or any other requests, they were all met, and even found him a large number of top-secret information within the Bright Martial Society.

Liu Yazhi also devoted all his energy to it, he forgot to sleep and eat, day and night. He researched the unique [Light] series of bloodlines, and successfully transplanted these bloodlines into the Star Soul Beast's body.

After generations of cultivation and strengthening, the [Bright] series bloodline began to show its power.

With the support of the most powerful elders of the Bright Martial Society, Liu Yazhi's progress has advanced by leaps and bounds. High-level Star Soul Beasts, and even many rare Star Soul Beasts, were hunted from the deep mountains and wastelands everywhere.

Liu Yazhi finally created a work that satisfied him.

[Holy Blood], the most powerful bloodline martial armor ever created. The ninth-order Snow Ape King has been transformed and cultivated to create a new bloodline martial armor. Liu Yazhi spent countless efforts to create the first organ corps in the history of the Bright Martial Society, the Holy Blood Corps.

When Elder An decided to launch an attack on Taurus, Liu Yazhi took the initiative to ask for help.

Seile!

It is no secret that the Mountain Frost Corps defeated the Horn Corps, and Taurus, out of a cover for defeat, they exaggerated the Mountain Frost Corps a lot, calling it the most powerful organ corps ever, the secret weapon of Ursa Major, and so on.

What could prove herself better than in front of Sai Lei and defeating the strongest Trap Corps she had created?

Just thinking about it, Liu Yazhi was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

However, he had to settle the immediate problem first, the Horn Corps.

No, he didn't think the Horns could pose any threat to them. Seeing the Nianjiao Corps in front of them, slowly approaching, the formation was tight, and the generals of the Holy Blood Corps put away the disdain on their faces.

"I heard that the Mountain Frost Corps crushed the Oxhorn Corps with a single charge?" Liu Yazhi's voice was very ugly, like sand rubbing against glass.

"That's what the intelligence says. It was his adjutant Shan Mao who spoke, and he shrugged.

Liu Yazhi had a strange temper and was extremely difficult to cooperate, and there were countless adjutants who were returned by him, and even Elder An had a headache, so he had to send Shan Mao, a military general he admired, over. Unexpectedly, Shan Mao was left behind by Liu Yazhi, unlike other adjutant Wei Weizhi, Shan Mao was a little cynical, liked to ridicule, and had a straight temper, and he did not blindly tolerate Liu Yazhi.

On the contrary, Liu Yazhi gave in more to Shan Mao, because Shan Mao's level was extremely good.

As soon as Shan Mao arrived at the Holy Blood Legion, he unceremoniously pointed out several mistakes in the tactics designed by Liu Yazhi. Liu Yazhi was furious, Shan Mao did not retreat, the two sides almost fought, and Liu Yazhi, who was arrogant, decided to prove the absurdity of the other party with actual results.

However, in the end, it turned out that Shan Mao was right.

Liu Yazhi has a strange personality, but he admits death, Shan Mao proved his ability, and his attitude immediately turned 180 degrees. Since then, Shan Mao has quickly become the second-in-command of the Holy Blood Legion and has gained Liu Yazhi's trust.

"If the Mountain Frost Corps can do it, we can do it too!" Liu Yazhi said coldly.

"This kind of battle of wills is completely meaningless. Shan Mao disagreed.

Liu Yazhi turned his face suddenly, and stared at Shan Mao with bloodshot eyes: "You say it's meaningless?"

Shan Mao knew that Sailei was Liu Yazhi's death hole, and the Organ Soul Armor was Liu Yazhi's opponent, as long as he lost the other party, Liu Yazhi would go crazy.

"As you wish, my captain. Shan Mao said very interestingly.

A charge, it's really head-wrenching.