"My order is for you to abandon Grekino in its entirety, leaving the prosperous city to the elite of the false gods as bait, and when the enemy relaxes, the army of the Great Commander will seize the opportunity to smash them. But you disobeyed my military orders and wiped out our victory with a stupid and worthless defeat. You ridiculously rushed into the enemy's fire at the moment of the decisive battle, and wiped out your men in just half an hour, and you also killed all the civilians who had been loyal to me in Gregino, and defiled my inviolable promise with blood, most of these civilians are women and children whom I have stressed that you are not allowed to kill, so your sin is even greater, do you understand?

Lordali raised her slender eyebrows, and an angry fire appeared on her beautiful cheeks. At this moment, all the Chaos Witches swung their halberds and slammed them into the ground, letting out a low, angry roar that added a sense of slaughter to the huge square.

"Noble God's Messenger, please listen to my explanation......"

"There is no need to explain, your sins must be punished, and sinners who dare to defy the messenger of God will meet the end of the times. ”

Lordali looked at the frantically struggling Kugan leader at her feet, and made her verdict in a tone of contempt. After the words landed, she gently waved the blade of the Nine Snakes Sword, and a flashing purple demon snake flew out with the blade, flying around the big man named Brett a few times, and then exploded in the air, forming an S-shaped circle of light, with a strange smell.

"Now, drag him out, cut off his hands and feet, and stick him on a stake, remembering not to kill him at once. The holy serpent of the god of beauty will make this sinner's senses ten times more sensitive, and he will fall into hell in a long and terrible agony. ”

The purple-haired maiden commander withdrew her glittering sword, then sat down gracefully, cocking her white, slender jade legs. The jeweled pendant and silver bells swayed on her perfectly curved carcass, making a crisp sound, mingling with the nonchaliant tone with an indescribable allure and horror.

"Yes, our noble lady, we will punish this lowly sinner according to your will!"

Two Chosen One, clad in heavy purple armor, let out a thunderous roar at the same time, sandwiching the stunned Norse leader in the middle, dragging him away like a dead dog. The dense array immediately made way for them, and many of them made involuntary noises from their lips under the cover of their visors. Brett's horrific fate sent chills through their bodies, as if an invisible serpent of terror was swimming in the array.

"Now, bring up the five thousand Captain Analael from the land of Kugan, and let this sinner be judged by the young lady!"

After a brief silence, the handsome Norse dragon-slayer knight, Morse, rode out of the ranks, brandishing his sword and issuing the order that had been prepared for a long time. The green cloak of the two-legged wyvern leather was swept up by the cold wind behind his white shoulder armor, like outstretched wings. Soon, there was a commotion in the neat military formation, as if something heavy was being moved.

"Lord Rosali, the one who tramples on your laws...... Will the one who tormented and trampled on Lesya be punished?"

At this moment, Lelia, who was kneeling at the feet of Lordari, suddenly stood up her naked body with eagerness, and an indescribable fire burned in her eyes. It can be seen that dense demon snake tattoos and runes appeared on the carcass of the girl with a long blue ponytail, and the fluctuations of magic jumped wildly on her white skin.

"My dear Lelia, my heart is as eager as yours to see the end of that sinner, and I'm sure your dear Tigger will be happy to see it too!"

The purple-haired witch gently stroked Lelia's smooth bare back, her slender fingers sliding gently along the graceful curves, with the breath of magic. Almost instantly, the girl with her long blue ponytail quickly calmed down, the tattoos and runes on her skin disappeared, and her beautiful carcass regained its white luster.

"Well, Lord Tigger will be happy to see ......"

Lelia nodded vigorously, saluting her gentle maiden master. Tears rolled in her big beautiful eyes, as if they were about to burst out.

In fact, when Analaire, who had the tenacious vitality of a cockroach, appeared in the square, his appearance was unexpected by many. He was not standing, but lying, missing two hands and one leg, wrapped in tattered silk and fur, oozing yellow pus and blood. Four masked Kugan soldiers carried his stretcher, and the Chaos Warriors avoided him wherever he passed. If Hyde saw this, he would probably be surprised!

"Could this lowly oath be favored by the god of the plague, Naki, who is the master of the plague, will he not escape the divine punishment of the young lady?"

The handsome dragon slayer knight Morseri looked at the Kugan Lord who once called himself the "Dragon Demon Body" on the stretcher, and couldn't help but curse fiercely. The mighty knight of the Champion had heard of the annihilation of Analaire's army, and despised the loser who had tarnished the majesty of the god of beauty.

"Don't play dead, poor reptile Analyre, I can feel the breath of your life. You will not die until you are punished, because the sins of your breaking of your oath are indescribable. ”

Rosali brushed her curly bangs contemptuously, and addressed the poor creature lying on the stretcher in a tone of overlordship. Almost at the same time, Analyre writhed vigorously, emitting a very foul smell that made the Slaanese Chosen knights watching on both sides involuntarily cover their noses.

"Despicable Kugan reptile Analaire, how dare you be so rude in front of Miss! Do you know your sins when you and your maggot-like brother dare to violate Miss's prohibition of flesh-body-modification-witchcraft, kill a large number of helpless maidens and young children, tarnish Miss's sacred promise, and even extend your lowly and filthy hand to Miss's precious maid?"

The Norse Dragonslayer, the Chosen Champion of Salis, Morseree, jerked out his glittering runic sword, pointed it at Analyre's head, and began to summarize the Kugan Lord's guilt at length. This handsome Norse commander had already hated the Kugans, and now that he had seized this precious opportunity, he naturally wanted to show it well.

"I ...... Loyal to the Most High God of Beauty......"

Under the intense stimulus, Analel seemed to wake up. He slowly fanned his blackened lips and made a faint sound, looking as pitiful as he could be. Not far away, the naked maiden dancers on the altar all let out disdainful voices, their white carcasses and ornate chains glistening seductively in the sunlight.