"It's over, is the little witch the old devil's opponent? Tyne was well aware of Olves' purpose in pulling him to the Orman garrison.

Orves grabbed the back of Tien's neck and dragged her head over the slope and buried herself beside her, "What do you think, Tien, that we all have to face bravely. ”

"I always feel like you're saying this to yourself. Tyne raised his head scoldingly and spat out a few mouthfuls of dirt, "Do you think that a few words from you can change your father's mind and change your Otman Emperor's edict to him?"

Tyne thought of something and said, "Just ask, Duke Kellogg won't run around with the Black Song Legion himself." ”

Olwess sighed, "I'm not sure if he's that bold, it's not impossible, even though he's my father, I know him as well as people know about him in books." She added, "and even a lot more fear." ”

"Are you?Olves, who is not afraid of heaven and earth?", Tine seemed to be truly taken aback at this moment, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Olwess smiled helplessly, "I'm not as strong as you think, Tyne. My rebellion against my father only prevailed in the presence of my teacher, and more often than not, it was overseen by his lackey knight, Lance, as a vase as an ornament. ”

"Then call your teacher and burn down this barracks. Tine picked up a small metal fan to blow a cool breeze for her, and exhaled softly in a slow tone, like a demon bewitching humans.

"The elite of this is my family's power, Tien, am I crazy?", Olwes patted him on the head, trying to get rid of the strange thoughts in his head.

"Oh, I really don't understand you, after all, do you have any feelings for your family?"

"It's complicated, on the one hand I want to win my father's approval, and on the other hand I want to screw off his head, tear his heart apart, and make Lancelot kneel at my feet and gain respect and freedom. ”

Olves' smirked face made Tyne gasp sharply and take a few steps back in fear.

Her smirking face suddenly became expressionless again, and she sighed, and turned to look at the barracks.

The attentive Tyne guessed that Olwess was probably telling the truth, and with his stubborn personality, he ran over and gently touched her head as a sign of comfort, but unsurprisingly three seconds later, she slashed to the ground again with a lightning spell.

"Let's go, let me see how my father, Duke Kellogg, the lion of the Empire, will face her almost treasonous daughter!"

The insignia of the core members of the Goldmers family passed unhindered ahead, and the soldiers of the Orman Empire were full of spirit and neatly encamped, not at all like soldiers who had fought a majestic battle, but as if they had just traveled from the Empire.

Olwess was somewhat dazzled by the complexity of the military system, the almost endless sea of camps and legions, and the towering engineering equipment and the delicate and bright armor shook her mind, forcing her to admit that she had been ignoring these worldly forces.

"Have you seen enough?", a majestic voice suddenly appeared behind her.

Olwes turned sharply, but when she saw his face, she still involuntarily took two steps back, "Father." ”

"Your Majesty has reproached Lancelot for your unrequited departure in the Imperial Capital, where have you gone, Alwesse, do you think that the Goldmers should roam the wilderness to their heart's content, or are you ready to accept your best destiny?"

Duke Kellogg's voice was not fast, but his tone was as heavy as the Dead Sea, and there were still traces of undried blood on his black armor, and the terrible smell of blood seemed to waft from the bloody battle twenty years ago, and made Olweis's heart tremble.

But she forgot that she had been facing a calm father, but the Duke seemed to have lost patience today.

He drew a sword from his side and threw it at her, "Here! let me see what you've accomplished out there!"

Olwes instinctively took the sword and looked up blankly, did she want her to tell his father that she had officially stepped into the realm of the Great Mage without dishonoring the name of the family?

That's a ridiculous answer!

But the man in front of him had already drawn his sword firmly, and he would be killed!

The high-level wind magic was released in an instant, and she disappeared from the spot in an instant, facing her father, she couldn't allow her to have any hole cards, she chanted frantically and calmly, the sword in her hand looked so funny, but the duke's eyes didn't blink, and instantly appeared behind her.

The sword light like Tarzan was extremely sharp and slashed through Olves's snow-white neck, but it only left a strand of long hair and water bubbles in the air, and the "Twelve Palace Magic Array" that bloomed in place lost the trace of the Duke before it bloomed.

Olwes had to stop, she couldn't run around without knowing the enemy's location, she would only be killed like prey!

But stopping is also fatal, but you can fight with your life.

Dense clouds of magical powder and hedron emerged from the air and soil, and jumped in a certain pattern, and the eye-catching magic threads overlapped with the alchemy rope, blocking the entire space like a spider's web.

The Duke finally showed his sights somewhere, and he walked step by step, raising his sword to smash the air imprisoned by magic, allowing Olves to bite her fingertips and write magical symbols in the air with blood, something that could already be called black magic.

Beads of bright blood poured out frantically as soon as they fell, and the Duke watched indifferently as his daughter could not control her pact with Tiphoos, about to be sucked dry by one of the avatars of the greedy monster.

But his gaze froze, and he suddenly leaped forward with his sword, intending to split the blood core thrown by Olwes in half.

But the magic rune devoured the blood core first, and it jumped like a heart, and the entire space began to tremble violently, and the forbidden magic named "Melagaros" frantically pumped elemental blood, causing the magic rune to finally collapse into a black dot.

Olwes looked at the Duke, who had stopped five paces away from her, and her fingers moved slightly, this suicidal attack was not what she wanted.

Light and fire, electricity and water, like everything in the last days flew out of the "magic box". The earth was the first to shatter, the wind stopped, the light of destruction swallowed up the light of the sun, everything was deep and dark, only the fire of the abyss and hell could be seen, but the ensuing flood smashed the ground, but silently rolled up deeper darkness, all colors disappeared, and the real destructive power burst out.

Scold!

The Duke sneered, squinted mockingly at her desperate daughter, and raised a brilliant sword light, the terrifying demi-saint's casual blow splitting the incarnation of Tiphoos in the sky in two.

The dark beast that had just roared had just left a ten-foot-deep footprint on the ground, devouring a dozen griffin knights before dissipating like an illusion with the flowing breeze.

Olwes fell from mid-air to the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably, and the magic power that "Melagramus" kept pumping to her after losing her goal, so that she quickly returned to her full form, but what could she do to the man who came along?

Suddenly, something fell from the sky, bright red, like the embers of the magnificent scene, and the Duke subconsciously wanted to rush up, but the indifference he had cultivated for a long time suddenly restrained his steps.

It was the scarlet liquid flowing in the blood core, which fell directly on Olves's forehead and pierced into her skin, and she tasted a little blood, or more precisely, her body tasted a little blood, a shiver pierced her, and her perception was sharp and blurred at the same time.

For some reason, she felt that the world had turned red, even her father, who was standing in front of her, could only see the flow of fighting energy outside his body, and even his face became blurred.

A powerful emotion that can be called arrogance suddenly rose from her body, she just had the idea of swinging the sword, her body stabbed out like an arrow, and what surprised her even more was that the fighting qi that had been unable to cultivate for a long time finally appeared on the tip of the sword in a vigorous posture that surprised her.

The incomparable speed came to an abrupt halt in front of the Duke, the steel sword soaked in fighting spirit broke at the waist, and the sound of penetrating the body sounded suddenly, Olwes clenched the sword that happened to be inserted under her heart, her hands and chest were dripping blood, but she felt no pain.

The last rays of twilight vanished into the sky, and she suddenly saw her father's expression, his wolf-like, bear-like face making a choice.

"Are you the one who met Novka outside the city of Basaromu and killed me yesterday in the woods two miles outside the city?

"Yes!", Olwes stared coldly into his eyes, just as coldly as he had shot at him.

The Duke clenched his sword and lifted it, but was fanned out by a terrible force, and the breastplate of "Rhea Glory", the pinnacle of the dwarven race that had experienced the bloody battle twenty years ago, shattered and pierced into the flesh of his chest, and Kellogg plunged his sword into the ground and slid ten meters before stopping himself.

Blazing blood rolled down his throat and chest, and he remembered when he was slashed with a giant axe by a living Titan summoned by necromancy twenty years ago.

He looked up at his daughter in disbelief, her eyes were frosty, and the soul in them was haughty and majestic, and she gave him a cold look, and brutally carved a path out of the legion, and disappeared into the night with a flickering figure.