But having said that, it was obvious that the old ancestor no longer planned to ink with Konstantin, so I saw that the old ancestor's hand stretched out, picked up a cup of black tea next to him, took a sip, and no longer paid attention to Konstantin.

Obviously, this is a sign of a send-off.

Konstantin raised his slightly bowed body in amusement, and walked out softly and quickly, not even paying attention to the beautiful boy Ah Ruo who had brought him just now.

And the beautiful young man watched Konstantin's back in the distance, until he felt his breath disappear outside the gate of the forbidden land, and then he spoke: "Ancestor, is this really okay?" Don't...... Can't you give your father a little more hints? ”

The old ancestor chuckled, the laughter was indescribably charming, and Ah Ruo's face turned red with laughter, and he even wondered if he had said the wrong thing, otherwise how could the old ancestor who had always been quiet laugh so loudly.

After a long time, the old ancestor stopped laughing and said softly: "Ah Ruo, he is still your father after all, even if you still have some resentment in your heart, he can't recognize your mother, right?" ”

Ah Ruo's face sank, he lowered his head, and only after a moment did he whisper: "Yes, old ancestor, I think that as a man, especially the Godless Emperor of the Caesar Empire, he doesn't even have this bit of courage, and he really lacks some courage." ”

The old ancestor sighed: "However, you still love your father very much, right?" ”

Ah Ruo shook his head blankly: "I don't know, I just don't want him to fail." Because then he is even farther away from my mother, and I hope that he can win this war, so that he will have enough strength to protect my mother. ”

When the old ancestor heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Ah Ruo, you are still too simple. Not to mention your father, even I, I would never dare to really provoke the dragons. ”

Ah Ruo was surprised: "How is it possible?" Ancestor, aren't you a god-level powerhouse? Do the dragons have a rival to match? ”

Hearing this question, the old ancestor's face suddenly showed a delicate flush, and his eyes showed a look of reminiscence: "There was once a person whose strength was unparalleled in the world. Even the powerful demons of the different plane were driven back by him, and at that time, Beamon and the dragon clan were invincible. ”

Ah Ruo frowned suspiciously, looking at the somewhat abnormal expression of the old ancestor, he didn't dare to interrupt for a while, he could only think of the god-level powerhouse who met the conditions of the old ancestor's mouth.

However, the old ancestor quickly noticed his gaffe, and coughed lightly to restrain his slightly out-of-control emotions. said lightly: "Anyway, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will make a move!" If possible, maybe the other two will also come, and it is a matter of the balance of power in Oslo, and they can't help but come forward. ”

Ah Ruoxin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This old ancestor is almost omnipotent in his heart, as long as he promises to do something, he will definitely be able to do it.

The joy of the heart was undisguised on his face, and Ah Ruo laughed.

The old ancestor looked at Ah Ruo with a smile on his face. I couldn't help but shake my head, got up and got up from the recliner. The wide robe hung down, covering the beautiful body, and the red lips were open, but there was only an almost inaudible sigh: "Richard, how are you doing on Dragon Island?" ”

The breeze blew, and "he" was scattered behind him, and his long hair was like snow and fluttered in the wind. A slightly haggard and delicate face, light blue eyes as misty as smoke, but a woman with a good appearance!

The ancestors of Caesar's Empire...... It turned out to be a woman?!

No matter how the human kingdom reacts. The Bimon legion still took advantage of the great victory of the city of Tivan and turned to attack Caesar's capital Byzantium. Their greatest enemy at present was Arahan of Papand, a small city of Papand, 120 miles west of Byzantium, who led 100,000 men of Caesar's First Legion.

on this. Robert attaches great importance to it, because the Beamon Legion has always been in a race against time, whether it is to completely defeat the fighting spirit of the human race before the human race gathers strength, or whether it is gradually consumed by the endless crowd tactics of the human race, all of which is related to time.

And Alahan, opposite Robert, was under even more pressure.

The Grimon Legion is no longer the remnant of the retreat from outside Stronghold of Ron.

They were well-armed and well-armed, and years of fighting made these Bimon warriors elite veterans. And that's not even the scariest of all.

The scariest thing is. They had won the Battle of Paglia a few months earlier, becoming the first victorious Beamon Legion in thousands of years. Then, a few days ago, in the Battle of Difan City, he successfully broke through the gate of the Holy City of Divan, the highest holy place of human spiritual faith. Even the Holy See seems to have been intimidated by its soldiers, and has not yet uttered any fierce remarks about the war of resistance.

With the momentum of consecutive big victories, the morale of the Bimeng army is ridiculously high.

Even the eyes of the Beamon warriors, who had been so stupid in the past, shone with fanaticism, for even they began to feel that the Beamon Legion was strong enough to rule the human kingdom and take possession of the most beautiful and rich heart in Oslo, and their appetites would be satisfied.

In contrast, Caesar's First Legion had only returned to his homeland as a loser in Palia, and its momentum was long gone, and with only 100,000 men and no strong city to defend against the massive attack of Bimon's legion, Caesar's Legion was in a dangerous moment.

If Caesar is not careful, once Caesar experiences a defeat, it can be a signal of the rout of the whole army.

Both sides walked on tightropes, and their cautious attitude was usually strong.

It's just that when everyone thought that this battle between man and beast would be a battle that would decide each other's fate, somewhere in another plane, someone was whispering a sentence in her incomparably seductive soft voice: "Let's act!" My people, our only goal—Oslo! ”

The slender figure floated high in the blood-red sky of the Abyss Realm, the blood-red eyes were so similar to the blood clouds rolling in the sky, there was no mercy in it, the only thing it had was bloodthirsty killing intent.

Under her, the huge endless abyss is crawling out of a steady stream of all kinds of monsters, at this moment these monsters have no intention of fighting each other, they crawl out of the endless abyss in an orderly manner, and then gather into one square after another on the ground next to the abyss, and then line up farther and farther away, until the end of the line of sight is still full of these monsters.

As the former Lord of Darkness and Destruction, Balto now just watched the slender figure suspended in the air with cold eyes, and his heart sneered.

This ignorant and arrogant, despicable and lowly succubus is now in a lofty posture, I wonder if she still has the majesty of today when she was beaten by that human being?!

It seems that the abyss realm that has existed since ancient times, when has there ever been an existence that calls itself "Emperor"?!

But this female succubus on his head did just that!

Damn, I sent several lowly female succubi to Oslo to seduce humans, and now it's a succubus' turn to order me.

Blood Sakura Empress! Hmph, in a few days, when you fight the strong men of the human race, who are about as many as ants, how long will you be able to maintain that contrived indifferent expression?

One day? Or an hour?!

A sneer couldn't help but flow from the corner of Balto's mouth, but then a fluttering sentence came from high in the sky: "Barto, the commander of the Third Legion of the Abyss Legion!" I command you to lead five million troops and attack Oslo through the passage of your territory, and within three days at the latest, I will hear the news of your attack on Oslo. The soft and seductive voice revealed an indescribable sense of coldness.

The sneer on Balto's face immediately disappeared, and he said with a calm expression: "Yes, Your Majesty!" ”

Balto suddenly grew huge wings from his back, and with a hula fan, he soared into the air, quickly swept low in the air, flew to the east next to the endless abyss, and shouted at the monsters below: "The Empress has an order, all the soldiers of the Third Legion follow me and advance!" ”

After roaring, Balto's figure continued to fly towards the east, and under him, countless monsters roared, those with wings that could fly spread their wings and flew into the sky, and the rest followed closely on the ground to their companions in the sky, heading towards the east.

Balto, who was flying in the sky, turned his head to take a look, only to find that a white figure in the west was gradually flying up, and he heard the voice of the Blood Cherry Empress in his ears again: "Rakafir, the commander of the Fourth Legion of the Abyss Legion!" Command you to lead five million troops into Oslo through the passage of Yoda's territory......"

Balto snorted hatefully, and cursed secretly: You damn idiot, you still think you are so loyal, did that slut promise you the position of marshal, you are just a hard-working person like me for a long time!

Rakafir, you're stupider than a beast!