Trance, loss of consciousness, vomiting, dizziness.

The Legion of Winds, protected by the barrier, ate the sonic boom solidly. He collapsed on the ground, and a large amount of blood oozed from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears.

The mages who protected the most were all unsuspecting and fell to their knees.

Amanda, the giant incarnate, tore the enchantment like rags with both hands, and the black light in her eyes flowed coldly, twisting the mage's neck one by one.

"Al-Bens-Tok!"

Harrington, who was fighting to protect his body, was furious and stood up against the metal storm, desperately rising from the ground, and slashing towards Al with a sword light that soared into the sky.

"How dare you!

Al, who was cut in two by this earth-shattering sword, turned his head to look at him, the expression on his face turned into cold and hard lines, and the bursting runes on his chest lit up one by one.

"Boom. ”

Harrington, whose flesh was blurred, flew backwards, spitting blood on his knees.

Then he stood up with his sword and roared madly.

"Get out, you madman! Hideout bastard! I'm going to kill ......"

His shadow suddenly stood up, grabbed him by the neck, and swallowed all his vicious words.

The fierce sword aura slashed the black shadow at the waist, and the black shadow still did not move, and its scarlet eyes laughed fiercely and cruelly.

Suddenly, an even more explosive sword aura appeared, slashing the black shadow without harming Harrington in the slightest.

Gerard, the sword saint who once again witnessed his family being slaughtered, helped Harrington with tears in his eyes and looked around.

"Albenstock! This time, I will kill you even if Your Majesty reprimands me!"

In the sky, one after another extremely gloomy sanctuary and legend appeared.

The Wilson family is all here.

"Oh, you're threatening me, is this your Wilson going to war with us Orette?"

Al walked out of the shadow, and a portal behind him opened in an instant, and countless thorns suddenly stretched out from inside to protect Al.

A tall lady of extreme strength slowly emerged from within. As soon as she appeared, the sacred realms and legends in the sky all fell from the sky.

No one dares to fly arrogantly in the sky where the Iron Thorn Lady is.

More and more Aulet powerhouses are coming out of the portal. stared at everyone coldly.

And the appearance of several of them, several Sacred Domain mages retreated in a cold sweat.

"Masty, you have a good son. ”

The Wind Sword Saint Herbert spoke to Lady Makety with a cold face, and the coercion of the legendary powerhouse clearly conveyed his anger.

"Yes? I think so. ”

Ms. Masty triumphantly touched her youngest son's head.

Everyone suddenly turned sideways and saluted a middle-aged man in an eagle-headed military uniform who appeared.

"Generalissimo, Lord Augustine. ”

The extremely majestic man was only followed by two guards, and these two guards did not change their colors under the pressure of a group of strong men.

"There was civil unrest in my camp. ”

Augustine's cold statement, powerless momentum, overpowered everyone.

Although he is only a sixteenth-level warrior, the commander of the first army represents the majesty of the King of Eagles. The two princes behind him also have to listen to his orders here.

Harrington struggled to push Gerald's hand away, stood up, and cried out to Augustine.

"Generalissimo, this bastard! he killed our Wind Legion last time, and this time he did it to us in the camp!"

"There are more than 100 of us, 10 mages, all dead, all dead!"

"You must avenge our Wind Legion......"

Al reached out to him indifferently.

The shadows beneath Harrington's feet turned into giant hands and twisted around his neck.

"Presumptuous!" Sword Saint Gerard flashed with a fierce spirit, shattering the shadows.

However, there was still a click, and the sound of bones being crushed was accompanied by a splash of flesh and blood.

"Ahh

Harint fell to the ground with a terrible howl, and his entire right leg was crumpled alive by the power of the shadows.

Gerald was furious and about to make a move, but Augustine tilted his head sideways and looked at them with a frown.

"Haven't you had enough of it?"

Gerald gasped angrily and looked at Al with hatred, and put the sword back in his hand.

"And the two sides handed over the leader, and whipped eighty times, and hung them up for the public. ”

Augustine pronounced the sentence indifferently, then turned around and prepared to leave the place.

A cold snort of disdain suddenly came from the solemn atmosphere.

The entire barracks fell silent.

No one can control his fate and future, not the Generalissimo!

Augustine stopped and looked at the boy with displeasure.

Al stepped out of his mother's protection, looked at Wilson indifferently under the gaze of everyone, and spoke in the eyes of my Wilson and other legends and saints who looked like fools.

"Harrington insulted the heir of my Predator and challenged my dignity. ”

"Gerald has started a war between the two races, and if you Wilson don't give me a satisfactory answer, we will come to you ourselves. ”

The Iron Eagle and the entire source of the Oret clan roared in response to Al's declaration, and the power of the bloodline on his body was revealed one by one.

A majestic virtual shadow gradually condensed between heaven and earth, holding his hands in his arms and looking proudly.

He is now His Royal Highness of the Millennium Family Orete, the future heir. He represents the whole family!

"The Iron Blood Family doesn't even care about His Majesty?!"

Augustine shouted angrily.

The ancestral totem emerged from Al's body, and the majestic shadow was like substance.

Like the beating of a war drum, the heartbeat exudes infinite power. The bloodline of the Oret warriors, in response to Al's call, advanced together under the leadership of the atavistic bloodline. Exudes terrifying power.

Lady of Iron Thorns, step into the legend.

This is the true ability of the atavistic bloodline, the real strength of the bloodline family, and no one dares to underestimate only an old legend.

Atavistic Bloodline: Commander.

"If I want something, I'll take it with my own hands. ”

Whatever the Iron Blood Family wanted since childhood, they reached out and took it themselves.

Earn! Grab it!

Money, beauty, power, status, dignity!

There is no need for charity or gifts.

Al drew a longsword forged of iron and blood from his body, and the Illusory Shadow of the Great Shore also drew a greatsword.

"Gaze!"

Orette roared in unison.

"All enemies!"

"Iron Shoe Foot!"

"It's all scorched earth!"

Augustine, who was cold, suddenly turned away with a bold laugh.

"Good, good. ”

"My Eagle Empire has finally produced another iron-blooded tyrant. ”

Herbert looked at the blood-burning Ancestor Phantom with a cold face, and then looked at Al before the Orets, and praised him coldly.

"You're good. I hope you will do the same in the future. ”

"That's it for today, and the compensation will satisfy you. ”

Herbert turned to look at a young man from Wilson's house.

"Give it all to him. ”

The young Wilson took out a box from his arms and threw it to Al, full of warlike challenge.

"Albenstock, you deserve to be my opponent. When you return to the imperial capital, I, Marjorie, will personally challenge you to see who is the number one of the four families. ”

Ignoring him, Al opened the box, which contained three severed fingers.

It was one of the purposes of his visit to the camp, the remnants of the bloodline that the Eagle King had ordered him to collect.