325 Enemies of the Empire

Carter Roman has a beautiful pair of hands.

With white and moist skin and slender five fingers, she should not belong to the warriors who fought out of the sea of corpses and blood, but rather like a noble girl who flicked a small silk fan and fluttered flowers and butterflies.

However, as his thumb flexed slightly, and his four fingers were close together like knives, pale cyan tendons faintly emerged, and a fierce momentum suddenly rose.

Carter Romans let out a low sigh and waved his hand to slash into the air.

The momentum is like thunder and lightning, like a falling star across the sky, but in the blink of an eye, it suddenly stopped, and it hovered in mid-air strangely, without any trace of turning between movement and stillness, making the onlookers feel tightness in their chests, like a heavy punch in the cotton.

The next moment, the two arrows suddenly flew far away, and the dozen or so writhing mana chains were also shattered into countless debris in an instant, and they were once again naturalized into the free energy between heaven and earth.

Cartroman's face came out of the trap with ease, turning around with his hands in his hands, and leaping away from the branches, his attitude fluttering.

It was only at this time that the invisible fluctuations in the air suddenly erupted, accompanied by a terrible whistling sound that swept in all directions. Allegri, who was dozens of steps away, suddenly felt that his body was stagnant, and he was almost blown by the overflowing knife wind.

This is the extraordinary power that only the powerhouses of the legendary realm can have, right?

"He is the 'Blood Drinking Demon Knife' Cartroman, the commander of the Iron Wall Pass War Zone. Illo, who was armed with a longbow, rushed to his side with a few vertical jumps and introduced it succinctly. After a long fight, he could already tell the identity of the powerful warrior.

"It turned out to be him......" Allegri muttered, the name of the legendary powerhouse was not unfamiliar to anyone. Then this also means that the Snowton Empire's attitude towards Anlan should have changed fundamentally, but now is not a good time to delve into the truth. He walked through the low flames and ruins. While testing the spells he could still release, he said urgently, "Let's go, go and join Dios." ”

Before the words fell, not far from the side ahead, the piercing sound of blade collision suddenly sounded.

Dios who hurried past him. His hands clenched his sword, and he gasped for air. Just by looking at his face, he recognized the identity of the person who came, and he also clearly knew what terrifying power he had. However, he still stood between Onisha and Carter Roman without hesitation, and took the other party's casual sheath.

However, even though he was mentally prepared to be invincible, the majestic force still made his organs displace, and the tiger's mouth was slightly numb, and he took half a step back to eliminate the strong momentum.

In this case, when the opponent's long knife is unsheathed. I'm afraid I won't even be able to pick up a move.

That's the chasm between the top class and the legend. If we say that the difference between the higher level and the upper position is the distance from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. Then when you finally climb to the top of the peak and face the legend, you will find that the clouds and mist are shrouded, and you don't know how many mountains are separated by the road.

"General Cartroman?" asked Dios, with a cloudy breath of air.

"General Dios. Carter Roman nodded slightly. He can turn a blind eye to Allegri and Illo, but Dios has served in the Snowton Army for a period of time, and even made a lot of achievements. It is a heroic soldier who deserves his pause.

Therefore, although the knowledge of Dao Dios is taking advantage of this vacancy. Secretly adjusting the scattered aura, he still stood quietly not far in front of him, the long knife still unsheathed.

"I don't know the general is comingβ€”" Dios wanted to talk a little more, at least until Allegri and Illo arrived.

"No need to talk nonsense," but Carter Roman, who wasn't stupid, said indifferently. Cutting off Dios's words, "Now that I'm here, the attitude of the Empire speaks for itself. ”

"What does the general mean is to kill us all?" Allegri said as he strode over.

"Not really. Katerroman glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the half-elf next to him before he greeted politely, "Mr. Allegri is not an enemy of Snowton, and I believe that is what the king meant. ”

"And what about her?" Allegri asked as he stopped beside Dios, pointed at Onisha, and asked, "I remember that the alliance agreement between her and Snowton should not have expired?"

"The alliance between Snowton and An Lan is still as solid as a rock," Cat Roman's accent added to the word "An Lan" to emphasize, his gaze swept over the magic array that began to slowly rotate in mid-air, and his eyes flashed slightly, "However, the person who can truly represent An Lan is now different." ”

"Is it a puppet like Borriello? Nacini is really calculating!" When he was really faced with this situation, Allegri suddenly felt a surge of anger rush upwards, and unceremoniously called the king of the Northlands by his name.

"Sir...... Please be careful. Cat Roman's tone turned cold, and within a radius of a hundred paces, the air actually sank.

Even the entire battlefield became quiet.

When Cartroman was murderous and enveloped the audience, the frightened armies of both sides gradually stopped their movements, and retreated in a vigilant detachment, closing their formations. Murderous, with a ruthless step, it is clear in front of him that he is a strong man who has entered the legendary realm. After he arrived, there was no point in fighting to the death again, because the side he joined would have an unrivaled overwhelming advantage.

Although the number of remaining troops on both sides is still more than 10,000 at this time, the dominance of the war has been controlled by Cattroman.

It's just one person and one knife, but it can decide the fate of tens of millions of people, which is the true embodiment of legendary strength.

The eyes of everyone in the audience were focused on him, waiting for him to clearly express his attitude, which would be a great gift to one of them, but also a desperate verdict to the other.

At the same time, on the stone tower, which was only a few dozen paces away from them, the Marquis of Borriello had already broken free from his state of panic. He had already recognized Cattroman's identity, and the boulder hanging in his heart finally hit the ground with a bang.

Even, he actually led only a few followers, and calmly left this easy-to-defend and difficult to attack shelter, and walked quickly in this direction.

The remaining Fire Demon Knights continued to move closer to Onisha's place, their tired eyes full of vigilance, but the awe-inspiring murderous aura stabbed in their backs, allowing them to watch Borriello and his party pass by in front of them.

Suddenly, behind the knights, on Onisha's palm, the raging flame rose highly, like an earth dragon soaring into the air, and in an instant, it had reached a height of three feet.

The rain was pouring all over the sky, but he could only avoid this pillar of fire in fear, and if he missed it, it evaporated into a milky white mist in the blazing heat.

"Please sir, get out of the way," Cartroman, frowning, and without hesitation, stepped forward, his cold voice echoing in the night rain, "Otherwise, you will be the enemy of the Empire." (To be continued......)

PS: (The first shift, the next shift will be in the early hours of the morning)