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"The warriors of the Spartan Victory Regiment of the Subgod Clan, all of them actually knelt down!? So who are they kneeling to? ”

In front of everyone's eyes, the soldiers of the Holy Order knelt humbly, and most of them were stunned, standing there stupidly, motionless.

"Defend my emperor!" In sight, Kratos is a resolute person, and even walking seems to be swept by a gust of wind.

In the distance in front of Kratos, there are a total of five black-armored warriors blocking the way.

Kratos's sword in his hand slices a man's throat without hesitation.

The boot slammed into the ground, shifting Kratos' center of gravity to one kick and kicking the other forward, hitting one of them in the chest and knocking the other two into the air.

At the same time, Kratos bent on the other side of his body, accurately dodging the slash of the cross-sword, and the body of the sword, as if drunk with soju, fell to the ground crookedly and poofed.

With a fishy wind, Kratos opened his eyes and stared straight at Uhtre.

Seeing Kratos, the murderous King of the Void, Outre's feet, as if by magic and unable to stop himself, moved over mechanically, and raised the sword in his hand like a machine.

The warrior's instincts told Uhtre that he would not choose to sit still. Even if the other party is the king of nothingness.

At the moment of the fight with Kratos, Uhtre's heart jumped violently, thinking: Oh no!

The crosssword and the Spartan sword only collided once, and Uhtre's leg was hit hard by Kratos' stampede. Suddenly it was as soft as cotton, and in addition to the golden stars in front of him, large beads of fine sweat oozed from his forehead.

Strong, very strong!

Whether it is strength, agility, or combat skills, Kratos is several times higher than Outres.

Strength is not a grade at all.

The world swirled. Feeling a rumbling sound in his throat, like an iron ball being stuck, Uhtre's face turned red.

Kratos' thick arms, like pincers, strangled his neck.

"Kratos, the Spartan general, has 9 stars for loyalty and 6 stars for commandery. Battlefield Impact. As a general, this man has infinite loyalty and enthusiasm for battle, once he steps into the battlefield. Personal influence alone can go a long way in the battle. ”

"Charisma, 12 stars for weapon mastery, 12 stars for infantry combat, 12 stars for general potential. Despise the god of war and be selflessly loyal to Sparta and the king of Sparta. The blasphemy condition is 9 stars for command. ”

Reflected in Aaron's eyes. This is Kratos' stats. The commander's power has been increased by two times compared to the previous 3 stars.

"The betrayal of Eagle's Nest is unforgivable! Kill him—"

In a condescending commanding tone, Aaron was giving instructions to the King of Nothingness.

The nobles of Shigang City, who were watching this scene, opened their mouths as big as the mouth of a box, and they were stunned for a moment. Obviously, the consciousness of the brains that everyone has temporarily disconnected has not yet reacted. Because in everyone's cognition, even the prince of the north is not qualified to give orders to the king of the sub-god race.

"Stop......"

Catherine, the daughter of the eagle, was visibly a beat slower in her voice, witnessing the tragic death of the chief of the guard, Lina, another daughter of the eagle. Trembling slightly, his mouth half open. Let out a hoarse exclamation.

As you can see, Kratos twisted Uhtre's neck from front to back.

Then he slapped his cloak with one arm, knelt on one knee very firmly, bowed his head and spoke respectfully, "My emperor! ――”

The spears and swords of the Spartan Sacred Order warriors executed the remaining deputy chief of the Eagle's Nest City, as well as his black-armored warriors.

Blood was spilled all over the ground, including the archon, the sons of the two counts of Shigang City, and even the two daughters of the eagle, and one of the sons of the eagle, and the butcher's knives of the soldiers of the Spartan Holy Order were put on the necks of each of them, forcing them all to kneel humbly at the feet of the Spartan Emperor.

Silence, deathly silence!

The pupils of the two Void Summoners twitched terribly.

Like most of the nobles of Stone Hills, this is the strange face of the Dread, showing the weakness of the lips, the thinness of the cheeks, and the protrusion of all the bones.

All of them fell to their knees.

Bang ――――――

It sounds like the gate of the Shigang City Palace is completely open. Let everyone's sensitive nerves be stimulated again.

A large number of footsteps were heard, but it was not the figure of the Shigang City City Defense Army.

Pointed ears, green glowing pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red powder, thin lips like rose petals delicate and delicate.

The first to enter the palace was a very beautiful woman.

Vigorous, unyielding, proud.

The eagle spread its wings and grasped a delicate headband and put it firmly on her forehead.

and fish scales shining red and white, covered with various hollow patterns.

Queen of the Elves - Yolan.

In many perspectives, it seems that it is not a person, but a swaying soft light. A plain face, but it is so bright that people dare not look at it.

The expression is clearly light and breezy, but it seems to have an indescribable magic, which makes all eyes converge on her.

"Your Majesty, Great Emperor, the first snow of early winter has fallen in Sparta. Today is the day of the rise of the Spartan Empire and the coronation of His Majesty the Emperor! ”

Yulan has the most beautiful appearance in the world, and also has the softest voice among women.

On her hands are the most beautiful crown in the world.

Sparta was born as an empire that overcame thorns along the way, and in the ancient language of the wood elves, truth is sometimes called thorns.

Therefore, this crown is distributed with six diamond-shaped spikes, and is also known as the crown of the Emperor of Thorns.

The Wood Elves are noble and have white skin like ivory, and extremely handsome and noble features.

Six beautiful female elf archers, holding exquisite thorn armor, thorn combat boots, thorn cloaks and other fragmentary objects, walked up to this hall with their heads held high.

The elegant rhythm is played by the elves, and the scarlet cloak of the ∧ coat of arms is draped over his shoulders, highlighting a noble, proud, and majestic elven archer.

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Like a strong wind blowing through the clouds, Aaron's mood suddenly brightened.

He leaned down and glanced at Lidong, and the smile came to his face like a bubble from the bottom of his heart. "Lidong, do you remember your brother's words,...... My brother is a big nobleman, and from today on, so is Lidong. ”

Lidong clenched the small apple in her hand with both hands and nodded heavily, her eyes wide open, and her heartstrings produced a sweet tremor.

Witnessing the next scene with his own eyes, infinite joy was revealed on Lidong's red fluttering little face, as if he had seen an open heaven in a strange vision.

The magnificent palace, cold and pale blue, but more noble than the gorgeous imperial crown, exquisitely hollowed, cumbersome patterns covered the entire thorn armor. On the red cloak of the ∧ emblem, there are four ancient characters "God grant me the right!" ”

The meaning of these four words represents the majesty of an imperial emperor.

It also indicates that from today onwards, there will be a second empire and a second emperor in the world.

The noble outfit, set off the three-dimensional facial features, is as resolute and handsome as a knife, and it is full of calm and arrogance. The dark and deep silver eyes look wild and uninhibited, evil and cold.

The royal bearing blessed by the two temples made the silver eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows on Aaron's face have a soul-penetrating texture.

It is full of coldness, bloodthirstiness, majesty, affection, pity...... Every angle has a different look.

"The glory of Ares, the god of war, has fallen, the first snow has fallen in the skies of Sparta, soldiers, under the watchful eye of the god of war, we have created an empire!"

The warriors of the Spartan Holy Order, the warriors of the Wood Elf Holy City, everyone raised their heads, their eyes filled with glory, upliftment, and courage!

Such a situation is inevitable.

As Aaron argues, "Kingdom, authority, glory, power is an unspecific and important substance, but it is real." ”

The actions of the emperor are based on the throne of the emperor, and the throne of the emperor is based on authority.

All the laws of the empire are maintained by the authority of the emperor. So sometimes, the symbolism on the surface is particularly important.

"Look, I said my servant was late."

Aaron's face was indifferent, making his jokes cold.

Weckerman, the Earl's son, will not forget what he had just said to mock the Reinhardt family in the North. At this moment, because of excessive tension, his neck was stiff, his eyes were straight, and he could only see the tip of his nose. Scared and nervous, he couldn't even open his mouth to beg for forgiveness.

In fact, after a second, he could never speak. Because the blade of the sword of the warrior of the Spartan Holy Order had already cut his throat very neatly.

Weckerman, the son of the Earl, would not have imagined until his death that his wedding feast with the daughter of the eagle would become the last day of his life.

He was followed by Barnum, the Earl's son, who seemed to be less than 20 years old, but who did not affect the speed at which blood spurted out of his throat.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, everything in Shigang City is yours, don't kill me! I'm willing to give everything! ”

The two bodies twitched on the ground, and after a while there was no movement.

The big pool of blood soaked the hands of the chief consul Nimes, and when a pair of thorny boots passed by his eyes, he was so nervous that he sweated out, and his heart "Winter, winter", and suddenly opened his mouth to scream loudly.

It has to be said that the chief consul Nim was still lucky, because he was stabbed into the collarbone, throat, and the back of the head by three swords at the same time, so that his death did not experience any pain at all.

"Lidong, today, not everyone deserves to live. It doesn't matter if he's an earl, an ordinary nobleman, or a commoner......"

The cold voice reveals care and teaching.

Holding Lidong's hand, he walked to the ornate seats above the palace, and on both sides of the steps, blood spurted continuously, and with the corpses that had been cut open throats, they fell to the ground.

With every step you take, there will be two blood-colored footprints, one large and one small! (To be continued......)