I, lost?

The myth of the invincibility of the Roman god's blood against the god's blood actually ended in me?

Margaret was forcefully crushed by Ludwig, and the feeling of suffocation caused by excessive anaerobic exercise swept through her body.

For a moment, her consciousness went almost blank.

This may be the most dangerous moment in the life of Her Majesty the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire.

With a slight force of his wrist, Ludwig was able to complete the epic achievement of "assassinating the Empress of Rome", which will go down in history.

It took a while for Her Majesty to breathe again, and the height of her chest was almost completely against Ludwig's chest.

"You won ......"

When she said this, Margaret herself didn't believe it, and she lost like this.

was still suppressed for no reason to the point that he didn't even hit an effective counterattack, and the whole person was completely suppressed by Ludwig's terrifying rhythmic ability.

Ludwig even defeated her, the empress of the Holy Roman Empire, with just a fruit knife.

Is this reasonable?

What a reason?

Margaret's neck flushed, and her whole body trembled because of her defeat.

Ludwig, what the hell is your talent!

Extraordinary, this must be the power of the transcendent bloodline!

There is no sign of the awakening of divine blood in your body!

No, it can't be said that there is none.

It's just that it doesn't seem to be manifested in the appearance at all, and it's all focused on that extraordinary swordsmanship talent!

It's not the blood of the gods, the strength of the Juggernaut!

In the entire history of Rome, there has never been such a freak.

"Xin, you really won!"

"Win Auntie!"

Anastasia still couldn't believe her eyes.

In her eyes, the one who is almost invincible in the world, and the only opponent is Aunt Margaret, who is her father Roman I.

Her Majesty the Empress, the ruler of the great Holy Roman Empire, the blood of the Roman gods pursued by countless grand dukes, was crushed by Ludwig and lost the ability to resist.

If this is to be spread, it will not be a surprise to many people, but a major event that will shock the whole world, and it will be recorded in world history.

Ludwig, do you know what you did!

"You're strong......"

"It's also the first time I've attacked with such an all-out effort."

Ludwig told the truth.

If it weren't for the fact that he struck first, achieved a complete first-strike advantage, and kept the tempo firmly in his hands from the start, this battle would not have ended so quickly.

Anna's aunt is also the only one who has been worthy of his full talent.

Without that fruit knife, it's hard to say whether he would have won or lost between him and her.

It can be seen that it should be the first time she has encountered the Shigan Sword Technique, and she is completely relying on her own nervous reaction speed to adapt to this strange attack.

In terms of sheer nervous speed and explosiveness, she was the only opponent Ludwig had ever faced stronger than herself.

However, battles are not determined by physical stats alone.

Ludwig's absolute talent for timing, he was able to push beyond the limits of his body and unleash rhythmic attacks that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Once he entered Ludwig's temporal realm to fight, even Margaret, the world's strongest transcendent reactive bloodline, was shattered.

"How long are you going to hold me like this?"

Margaret doesn't know how long it has been since she felt like her whole body was going to fall apart.

The last time, it seems, was more than a hundred years ago, when she challenged her father, who had not yet entered a period of recession, the last "Caesar Octavian Julius Augustus Constantine".

Most of the wins and losses between the Divine Blood Bloodline were won by the older side, and she lost, moreover, she lost badly.

She fell into self-doubt for a while, and finally learned the hard way to go to the African continent to fight and cultivate, preparing to fight again when she returned.

It's a pity that when she came back from cultivation, her father had already entered a period of decline, and it could even be said that the last battle to defeat her with all his might was the key node for her elderly father to enter the period of decline.

"Hehe, my little princess, don't blame yourself."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the rules of the world, and there is no better ending than to guide you in the direction of progress before finally entering a period of recession."

"People, they always die, and so do the blood and blood of the gods."

"The invincible ancestor of the world, the Roman Great, has never defeated time, and we will eventually return to dust and earth to earth."

"Married, had children, succeeded the emperor, and continued the glory of Rome."

"Margaret, you are the eldest princess of Rome, the future Empress Margaret I, raise your head."

"I have about ten years left, and in that ten years you have to learn how to be an empress."

"You have to remember that Rome is the world, and the world is also Rome's."

"Rome, the world!"

That was the last time my father talked to Margaret, and after that, his health weakened day by day, and the government affairs were gradually handed over to Margaret, and he finally passed away.

The breath that is close at hand, the heart that beats violently after recovery.

The whole body was weakly crushed to the ground, and the shock of the defeat of the god's blood and blood made Margaret have to look at the young man in front of her.

Ludwig, suspected of being of Roman I blood, Anastasia's older brother.

Originally, Margaret was convinced of this.

There were only two adult Roman gods alive, Anastasia was still young, and Ludwig could not have been her illegitimate child.

And according to the intelligence network of the Holy Roman Empire, everything points to the Far Eastern kingdom under Roman I.

Until she actually fought Ludwig, Margaret felt that he should be Anastasia's brother.

Now, she has reversed her judgment.

This is not the fighting bloodline style of Roman I, but closer to the oldest and most legendary first "Caesar Octavius Julius Augustus Constantine" than Roman I.

It is said that the invincible Roman Emperor possessed unparalleled fighting talent and fighting skills.

In the era of cold weapons, conquering the world with the power of one person is not a fairy tale, but a reality recorded in the history of the Roman royal family.

Unleash the extraordinary power of your bloodline and you are the king of the world - these are the first words written in the diary of the original "Caesar Octavian Julius Augustus Constantine".

In my eyes, the world is different.

There is also a difference between the extraordinary and the extraordinary.

Only by standing at a height like me can I look down on the world.

Those who have mastered time have mastered the secrets of the world.

In the past, when Margaret and the other Roman gods read these accounts, they felt that their ancestors were bragging.

Now, having truly seen Ludwig's terrifying Absolute Sense of Time, a flash of inspiration flashed through Marguerite's mind, and she remembered the words that her ancestors had written in their notes.

It turns out that there can really be such swordsmanship, such extraordinary power.

"It's rude."

Ludwig let go of the hand that was holding Margaret's neck, and the two of them stood up together, but he still held on to Margaret's hand with the assassination blade.

"Don't let go yet."

Margaret panted and looked at Ludwig who was clutching her wrist, the kind of crimson look that Anastasia had seen for the first time in her life.

"Anna, it's up to you to negotiate."

The battle was Ludwig's specialty, and it was natural to leave it to Anna of the black market merchant to negotiate something.

Ludwig was self-aware of his clumsy words, as well as his interpersonal skills.

The best black truffle trade on the black market just now, Anastasia's trading and negotiation skills were fully recognized by Ludwig.

"Auntie...... Well, this black truffle thing should have never happened. ”

"What is happening here today, no one will ever know."

"Even if I tear my mouth, I won't say it."

It's one thing to want to fight with your aunt, Ludwig really won the Holy Roman Empire, Her Majesty the Empress, even Anastasia herself felt like she was dreaming.

I'm asking you to try your hand at your aunt, not letting you win your aunt by an overwhelming margin!

The end of the myth of the undefeated god blood under the god blood blood is a huge blow to the Roman royal family, which Anastasia still knows.

"My Little Anna ......"

"You may be mistaken about one thing, something very important."

"Xin...... Probably not what you think. ”

Margaret looked at Ludwig, who was still on alert, with a different light in her eyes.

If it weren't for the bloodline characteristics of Roman I, it could only be traced back to something much older, and it could be said to be the origin of the bloodline of the Roman gods.

Rome, still Rome, my father was right.

Rome, i.e. the world.

"What are you talking about, auntie?"

Anastasia was confused.

"An older brother may not be an older brother, and a younger sister may not be a younger sister."

"Things in the world are sometimes so wonderful."

"Any miracle that you think is impossible, no matter how small the probability is, as long as it is experienced for a long enough time, there will be some special cases in the cumulative probability."

"Sure enough, the world is so big, as long as you live long enough, anything can happen."

"Xin, you're strong, stronger than you think."

"You won me, be proud, Xin."

The empress of the Holy Roman Empire has the bearing and heart that an empress should have.

Having guessed the source of Ludwig's extraordinary abilities, she will only truly accept that this mysterious black-haired young man is a member of the Roman royal family from now on.

It is a real Roman royal family whose status can equal that of Anastasia, and has not yet shown some hidden characteristics.

Traced back to the blood of God, there were only three miracles in the entire thousand-year history of Rome.

The initial speculation was wrong, he was not some mutilated Roman blood, and the source did not come from the brutal Roman I.

It was the blood of the first Roman gods that was resurrected in him, the older and holier.

Originating from the blood of the first great "Caesar Octavius Eurius Augustus Constantine", it returns from the blood factor in the form of intergenerational inheritance.

In this way, the terrifying talent for swordsmanship, as well as the dominant characteristics of the Roman divine blood that also appeared on his body.

It's not that it's not coming, it's that the time hasn't come.

At the most intense moment of the battle just now, probably even Ludwig himself didn't notice that there were some strange lines in his pupils.

That's why Margaret was defeated in the end, and she was so surprised that she had a few frames of stuttering in her movements, and this flaw was fatal in a duel of this level.

"It's not so exaggerated,"

Ludwig shook his head, completely unaware of what he had accomplished.

An ordinary young man from a small Bavarian town has no other strengths than an innate talent for absolute swordsmanship.

He was praised by his parents and teachers for his artistic talent, but he failed in the exams of the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts.

There was not a single friend except Bonaparte.

For Ludwig, he was just beginning his life of knowing the world.

It's just a small conflict in the black market, a trivial part of my own life.

Instead, he met another opponent with extraordinary blood, much to Ludwig's delight.

"The water in the black market is very deep."

"The secrets of the transcendent bloodline are unfathomable."

"What you know is only a small part of the world's true secrets."

"Actually, even the transcendent bloodline is not just the blood of the Roman gods."

"The world is huge."

Ludwig said modestly that this was his truth.

It just made him wonder why Anna and her aunt were looking at him with a kind of "what are you talking about" looks, as if he were talking nonsense.

Is there anything wrong with that?

History hides great secrets, and the waters behind the black market are unfathomable.

There is definitely more than one kind of transcendent blood in this world, which is the truth of the world that Ludwig has derived based on his own reasoning.

Why, you all don't seem to believe it?

The book also says that the only transcendent bloodlines in the whole world are only three Roman gods.

There are three people of extraordinary bloodline in this room, okay, this is just an underground black market in Vienna.

By analogy, Ludwig felt that the hidden divine blood bloodlines in this world were at least three digits, and there might be several similar transcendent bloodline inheritances.

After a while, there was a lot of commotion outside the room, and it seemed that the black marketeers who had escaped had called for help and confronted the unknown forces on the periphery.

"It's rude."

Finding that things were getting bigger and bigger, Ludwig struck Margaret in the artery with a clean knife and knocked Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire unconscious.

"Ahh

Anastasia is completely dizzy, what are you doing here?

Kidnapping Her Majesty the Empress, and then with bad intentions?

It's a capital offense!

"Let's go, let's go to my side to avoid the limelight first."

"Don't worry, I'm out there."

With Her Majesty the Holy Roman Empire on his shoulders, Ludwig easily found a secret passage where the black marketeers had fled, and greeted Anastasia.

For a moment, Anastasia was messy in the wind.