Hearing this speech, there was a commotion among the Wu soldiers behind them, and a certain uneasy emotion was transmitted among the soldiers, obviously the appearance of this name brought them a great shock.

All the witches know who the owner of this name is, the youngest dragon vein ever seen on the continent of Icadia, a peerless genius who completed the second awakening at the age of only twenty, the princess of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, and the captain of the Great Legion of the North Wind Legion.

Such a big man actually came to the wasteland in person, just to save dozens of lone ordinary knights from the Wu army?

If it weren't for the high prestige of the High Priest of Saleen in the royal court, the witch people present would probably think it was a joke.

But when the reality is in front of you, it's no longer a joke, it's an awesome myth.

For the Wu Clan, who had fought a bloody battle with the Dragon Lance Dynasty for thousands of years, the name of each Dragon Vein was a nightmare intertwined with countless blood and tears.

The figure that had come from the distant fortress of the north wind finally appeared in front of the thousands of uneasy witch people.

Standing at the end of the wasteland was a knight in light armor, wearing a helmet, and the wind and dust of a hundred miles left indelible marks on her originally smooth armor leaves, but it could not hide the peerless elegance.

The armor with a dull golden luster was extremely close-fitting, outlining the slender waist and perfect curves of the female knight, the raised hemispherical breastplate strongly set off the extraordinarily full breasts, and the shoulder armor was made into the shape of a dragon's head, emitting a silent roar.

Her long black hair hung down from under her helmet like a black waterfall, and a dark golden metal mask covered her entire face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were as cold as snow.

The only weapon in the female knight's hand was a long sword, a steel sword that had not been blessed with any magic, and the blood stained the entire sword a heart-palpitating dark red.

Before she came here, a total of four royal court priests, nineteen high-ranking Wu guards, more than three hundred Wu soldiers, and twenty-one Thracian mercenaries fell under her sword, which was enough to prove her strength.

"Your presence has astonished the entire wasteland, and your Highness, even though it is a hostile camp, allow me to pay my respects to the noble blood that flows through you and your great ancestor. ”

Saleen Priest smiled. "Forgive me, as a half-elf, for not being able to find the right human words to describe your beauty and strength, for human language is too rough for you and me compared to dragons and elves, isn't it?"

The female knight stopped, her gaze fell on the priest's body, and a cold voice came from under the mask, "This is not your body, the fellow of the Holy Spirit Court. ”

The priest waved his hand, not minding the other party's rudeness at all, and pointed to his head, his tone was very cheerful, "That's true, you can see through this, presumably thanks to the powerful power of the Holy Dragon bloodline, I transferred part of my consciousness and magic power to this old man's body through the magic of [Soul Displacement], fulfilling his small wish to become a magister before his death." ”

"Originally, with his qualifications, he couldn't break through the realm of the Great Magister in his life, and he was willing to give me the dominance of his body, and at the same time give me the opportunity to kill you with his own hands, the best of both worlds, isn't it?"

The female knight's brows furrowed slightly, and she heard the sound of this sacrificial words, which meant that his body must be at the level of a great mage, and it was not an ordinary mage.

"Unfortunately, with the same limitations of this old and decaying body, you can only wield less than half of your magic power at best, Mage Salin. ”

The female knight said coldly, "Also, as a half-elf, why did you repeatedly help the Wu clan fight against the dragon spear over the years, and let so many innocent legion soldiers of the dynasty die?"

"The wheel of fate is on top, how can this kind of shameless line used by politicians in the human world come out of your mouth with noble blood?"

Salin shook his head and sighed, "Innocent dragon lance warriors, the historians of the continent are afraid to laugh out their teeth when they hear this, when did the invasion of the Northern Wind Legion against the Wu Clan stop? The entire race has been bleeding for hundreds of years, just to realize the ambition of Charlemagne and his descendants to dominate the continent, don't you think this sentence is ridiculous?"

The female knight looked indifferent, "History is written by the victor, and the weak will naturally be conquered and enslaved by the strong, this is the law of history, and I will not be so stupid as to think that you who can use the evil art of [Soul Displacement] will be a pacifist." ”

"Then in that case, as a strong man, what's wrong with helping the Wu Clan kill tens of thousands more hateful invaders?" Salin asked in a sincere tone, "It's very in line with the laws of history in your mouth!"

A chill suddenly appeared in the female knight's eyes, "When I beat you to the point where you can't take care of yourself, you won't have the confidence to say such things." ”

"Using force to decide right and wrong is really a logic that has no aesthetic sense at all. Salin sighed, "However, it's rare to see such a powerful junior willing to take the initiative to challenge me, and my old man is also very happy, you know, since I left the City of Dawn fifty years ago, I haven't fought against characters above the Sanctuary for a long time. ”

Salin raised his staff, "Come on. ”

"Wait, Lord Salin. Blaze interjected, "Can you let me fight her first?"

Salin shook his head, "It's a pity, my dear little Blaze, compared to her who has already completed two consecutive talent awakenings, your Titan bloodline is still too tender, and your chances of surviving against her will not exceed one percent." ”

Blaze still refuses to give up, "It is the fate of the barbarians to fight against the truly strong, the people of the Titans will never fear any strong enemy, let alone death, besides, you are the hope of the revival of the entire Wu Clan, and you cannot take risks without knowing the opponent." ”

Salin wanted to say something, but when he saw the passion and fighting spirit on the barbarian's face that could not be concealed, he didn't stop him, just sighed lightly, "Go ahead." ”

Blaze no longer hesitated, threw away the battle axe in his hand, and walked towards Gayan with his bare hands, which was the greatest respect for the barbarian warriors who believed in the Titans.

"You don't use weapons?" Kayan withdrew his gaze from Salin and fell on the barbarian.

Blaze's bare chest, jade-lustrous muscles stretched and muscular, showing off the powerful physique given by the Titan bloodline to the fullest.

"In the semi-finals of the Imperial Martial Arts Conference, I was able to beat three guys from the Paladin Academy without a sword. Blaze raised his fist, "The descendants of the Titans never need external combat tools, and our bodies are better than all magic weapons. ”

Kayan was stunned for a moment, and the cold tone coming from under the mask inadvertently fluctuated slightly, "So, you fought against the person who won the Holy Empire Martial Arts Conference half a year ago?"

"He's a very strong and intelligent opponent and I'm not sorry to lose to him. Blaze didn't notice the subtle change in the other's tone, "But don't let that make you look down on me, son of the Nibelungen. ”

The barbarian screamed, his whole body burst into white light, his hair turned as white as frost, his blood and spiritual light erupted, and the breath of primitive savage filled the space around him.

Compared to half a year ago, the strength of his bloodline has improved again, and the white aura not only covers the whole body, but also begins to extend around.