"Fart. ”

No sooner had Lius finished his sentence than an untimely voice rang out in the crowd of Julia.

The Julians retreated and let the man out.

The young man was not tall, less than 1.7 meters, with a thin build, brown hair scattered over his shoulders, and his empty hands glaring straight at Leus.

Leus was knocked out, but he was not annoyed: "Although it is vulgar, it is a little bold." If you succeed, you're a hero, and if you fail, you'll lose your life. How?"

The young man hooked his finger contemptuously at Leus: "Julia has never lacked warriors. ”

"Heh, let's wait until you win. With a slight wave of his hand, another centurion stepped out of the Roman ranks.

The centurion held a round shield in one hand and a short sword in the other, and pulled out the stance.

The young man hung his hands and said, "You are mortal, you will die." ”

The centurion's reply was sonorous: "Fearless, Romama, are you ready?"

The young man nodded.

The centurion let out a deafening battle cry and slashed the young man in the throat with a sword, slashing him into the air.

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around and raised his shield to guard against an attack that might come from his back, and it was empty, and there was no one behind him.

He slammed the sword in his hand, and the sharp short sword made a big arc, and there was still no one.

What about people?

There was an exclamation from the audience, and the young man disappeared out of thin air.

Leus was surprised, he had never seen such a way of being in the schoolyard, where could he hide? He couldn't help but walk to the railing, holding on to the railing and looking around.

Tisero, who was on the side, was also stunned, leaned over, and said with a smile: "Did you escape? It turns out that you can only brag——"

"The Julia don't have that problem. ”

The voice came from behind Tisero, and he jerked his head back, and the young man was staring coldly at them in Lius's seat.

The audience was in an uproar.

Lius forced himself to compose: "Spell?

"The opponent is dead. ”

"What?"

In the middle of the field, a silver circle the size of a teacup appeared at the foot of Centurion Roma, and the circle expanded rapidly.

Before Centurion Roma could react, a thunderbolt the size of a bucket fell from the sky and slashed down!

He turned into a pile of ashes.

"I've been fighting, teleportation and lightning are all my skills. ”

Leus felt his tongue harden a little.

Mars, the god of war, how can this guy control such a terrible power of thunder and lightning? Is there such a strong man among the Yulia? The Julia Elders are all about food, and they can't be dogs!

An elder of Julia next to him said cautiously: "This guy is one of the thirteen apostles under Clemos, the Apostle of Thunder Pedro, who can use a few lightning spells. Clemos asked them to flee, but it seems that he did not. ”

Leus glanced at him coldly, and Elder Julia smirked and stepped back.

Pedro pointed to Lius's nose and said, "Next." ”

Leus secretly said that it was not good, because there was no good hand in the entourage who could restrain the power of thunder and lightning.

The death of a few people is small, if the morale of the people of Julia is gathered, this is very bad.

I have already said it to death just now, winning four people in a row, and last night's conflict has been written off.

If you miss this opportunity, the empire will have to work hard to conquer the Yulia completely!

Drag it out first?

Thinking so, Leus waved his hand.

The second one to play is a mage Roma, and Leus knows his abilities very well, only a few simple small fireballs, and when he is in good shape, he can release a flame bomb or something. Scare and scare the defenseless fools and become opponents of this level...... Let's hope he can pretend for a little longer.

Master Rome followed in the footsteps of his predecessors and was blown to slag by a blow of lightning that fell from the sky.

Leus's brows furrowed tightly, two of them had already been killed, "The next two are the Valhallic Guards and the High-ranking Guards of the God of War Temple, if they can't win either...... Can we just admit to stopping there?

The Heroic Guards are the elite of the Roma Legion, and can summon the Ancestral Spirits to descend and multiply their abilities, while the difference between ordinary guards and high-level guards is the degree of ability improvement.

Whether he can resist the power of thunder and lightning, he has no bottom in his heart.

Sure enough, the Heroic Spirit Guards only rushed forward a dozen steps before they crashed headlong into the web of death composed of thunder and lightning, and after relying on the "Heroic Spirit Shield" to support them for more than ten seconds, the shield broke and died.

Some of the Julia had a new look in their eyes.

The last one.

A high-ranking Heroic Spirit guard stepped forward, "Lord Leus, I'm sorry, my subordinates...... There is no certainty of victory. ”

Leus closed his eyes in pain: "The Empire will treat your family well. ”

"Glory to the Empire!"

The high-level Heroic Spirit Guard calmly walked towards his opponent and towards death, he knew that it was only a matter of time, and the only thing he could fight for was the honor of sacrifice.

Pedro held his hands high, and huge thunderclouds formed overhead, flashing electric light like golden fiery snakes swimming through the cracks in the clouds.

The high-ranking Heroic Spirit guard roared and rushed forward.

The purple-red thunderbolt as thick as a round table fell, and it flashed!

Huge flash!

There is no thunder.

Everyone slowly opened their eyes, only to find that a spherical shield flashing with golden light appeared on the high-level Heroic Spirit guard, and purple-red thunder and lightning roared around the shield, but they were not allowed to enter.

Leus stood up in shock: "This—this is ......"

Thunder!

The huge fuchsia thunderbolt returned to the thundercloud in the opposite direction, and then, with the same force, slammed down on Pedro.

Pedro's body shook and he fell to the ground with a thud.

There was a deathly silence.

Whether it was the high-ranking heroic spirit guards who escaped death, the heart-wrenched Lius, or the stunned Julia, they collectively lost their voices.

Several of the military mages shouted in unison: "High-level magic thorn shield, high-level magic thorn shield! reflect magic damage, reflect magic damage!"

The Julia cried loudly, but soon the crying turned into a sob.

These poor men did not dare to let go of their weeping, lest they might anger the supreme ruler.

There is no hope, it's over, it's all over.

Someone began to murmur prayers to the god of light.

Perhaps, at this time, the only thing that can be counted on is the ethereal gods, right?

A man in a white robe walked slowly from the gate of the school field, knelt down in front of the high platform, and said respectfully: "Great, wise, and strong Supreme Commander of the Roman Empire's legion in Jerusalem, the sinner is one step too late, and you are frightened, and you deserve death, and you deserve death. ”

Happiness came so suddenly that Leus felt like he was about to float: "Well, it's good to come." You are ......"

The white-robed man walked a few steps on his knees, kowtowed a few times, pouted his buttocks, put his head on the back of his folded hands, and said loudly: "Sinners have a low name, insulting the saints, I beg your lord to forgive your sins!"

"Forgive your innocence,said. ”

"Jon the Sinner, who was one of the thirteen evildoers under the evil party Clemos, is known as the Apostle of the Guardian. Seeing your face today is terrifying!"

Lius was confused, he didn't quite know who this Jon really was.

The deputy governor on the side, Tisero, hurriedly said: "This guy is a disciple of Clemos, and he is regarded by Cleomus as the next head of the Cult of Light. ”

"It's not a low status. ”

"Rest assured, my lord, we were able to catch Clemos in the Casmani Garden, and this guy has done a great job. It was he who led the soldiers to the manhunt and identified Clemos in the crowd, or else......"

There was a flurry of boos in the school yard.

Surprisingly, the boos were actually made by the Roma soldiers - the traitor's face was disgusting to them. Some of the junior officers booed even louder than their own men.

The Julia, on the other hand, pressed their chins to their chests one by one. Tears of shame swirled in his eyes, but no one dared to make a sound.

What will displease the conquistador, will displease the conquistador!

Recovering from his seat, Lius poured himself a full bottle of wine with trembling hands, took a sip, and calmed down, and said to the prostrate, "That is to say, you betrayed your teacher, killed your companions, and killed more than 2,300 Julias?"

Jon looked up and smiled, "Yes." ”

"So, scum, although you have made meritorious contributions, I still can't accept your kind of character, give me a reason not to kill you. ”

Jon's eyes were blazing: "Because although the sinner is a Julia, he is proud to be a Roman!"