Tread, tread,

The sound of heavy armor stepping on stone slabs is regular and rhythmic.

Forty Praetorian Guards in Shining Gold Power Armor followed behind Alexander, moving every three seconds.

In front of them was a half-meter-tall villain, and behind them were tall Praetorian Guards, and there was a huge difference in the speed of their movements, but there was no impatience on their faces, on the contrary, there was great glory.

"Your Highness the eldest son, the announcement of the summoning of the Thunder Warriors has been issued to the entire empire."

"I know, Just, when you say the Thunder Warriors and Astartes will arrive, I can't wait to meet them."

Alexander wielded a two-handed sword about the height of his own, and given that he was in his formative years, the Empire did not have time to build him a small model of power armor.

"At the moment, I have been given the task of restoring your combat ability, and everything else is just waiting for the notification of the Lord of the Palm Seal."

The Captain of the Praetorian Guard, Garste, replied in a low voice, without much explanation.

"Okay, but I've heard that Machado has already put my study plans in 300 years, which is a long enough time."

Alexander scratched his head at the thought of his 300 years of compulsory education.

"If there is news of the Thunder Warriors, remember to arrange a meeting as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The seemingly scattered distribution of the forbidden army made it impossible for the outer eyes to see the situation of Alexander in the center of the guard, but on the contrary, he could clearly observe the surroundings.

Machado has arranged a mission today to suppress a forbidden soldier without using psionic powers, and only using combat skills.

In a simple comparison of strength, Alexander Tang is currently on par with the ordinary forbidden army, but compared to combat skills, Alexander who has not been trained may not be able to catch up with the mutant beasts.

"Garder, are you going to play in person today?"

Alexander came to the center of the arena and turned to face Just, who was clearly a head above the Praetorian army.

"No, you're fighting today with a warrior who also wields a power sword."

Instead of setting foot in the arena, Garsd watched as one of his Praetorian brothers walked onto the stage, while the other Praetorian soldiers spontaneously stood guard on the perimeter.

Before the battle began, Garsd slowly explained the attack style, weaknesses, strengths, and weaknesses of the power armor.

The Praetorian on the opposite side showed Alexander the posture of holding a power sword, slashing or stabbing when attacking.

"Are you ready?"

After finishing speaking, Juster did not make any stops, and walked neatly towards the periphery.

"Alright."

Before Alexander could finish speaking, he saw a humanoid tank weighing several tons, walking at 80 kilometers per hour, rushing towards him.

The heavy Yaojin Power Armor was accompanied by a unique hissing sound of machinery, and the power sword with the position of cutting molecules emitted bright lights and made a buzzing sound.

The difference in height between the two will inevitably bring about a difference in the way of attack, and the forbidden army swung a two-meter-long power giant sword towards Alexander.

I can't imagine if it was an alien or something else standing in front of the forbidden army, it would be directly split in half.

Choking, a delicate short sword that looked like a paper cutter lay horizontally, and Alexander stiffened against the heavy power greatsword above his head, and the molecular cutting positions intertwined to make a characteristic sizzling sound.

The forbidden army missed the blow, and immediately raised the foot with the armor of Yaojin and kicked it violently, the movement was precise and did not drag the mud and water at all, which perfectly explained what a killing machine is.

Although it was Alexander's first time fighting, at this moment it seemed to awaken the deep fighting instinct in his heart, and the adrenaline in his body was rushing, only to feel that the time around him suddenly slowed down, and the movements of the forbidden army seemed to be moving slowly frame by frame.

So he bent his knees in advance, and the tip of the sword in his hand pulled down hard, and the giant sword immediately grazed his side and slashed to the ground.

Then he immediately raised his slightly delicate arm and put it on his chest, and held down the heavily kicked armor in a posture that was incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Captain Garsd kept an eye on the movements in the field, the infrared analyzer monitored Alexander's body heat, and when he saw the Praetorian Army raise his feet, he unconsciously touched the blaster on his waist, ready to interrupt the fight.

The strength of the Primordials is strong and weak, but it is still unbelievable that a Primordial like Alexander showed such great strength at a young age.

The forbidden soldiers around the arena also turned their perspectives to look at each other, and they had a great tacit understanding between them, and they didn't need to speak when fighting, and they could understand each other's meaning with one look.

At this moment, they all showed their shock at Alexander's strength, which can be said to be worthy of the name of the eldest son of the empire.

In just a few minutes, the Forbidden Army fighting Alexander relied on his speed advantage to circle him several times, and the sound of power swords slashing was extremely harsh.

The weapons used by the forbidden soldier also began to increase, and the pure gold dagger and power fist gloves were put on the field.

Juster noticed that compared with the previous two hasty defenses, Alexander's attack and defense skills had increased to an extremely considerable extent, and his learning ability was not comparable to that of ordinary Janissants.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes.

The high-intensity battle lasted for two hours, and the forbidden soldier could no longer resist Alexander from the initial feeding moves to the later attack with real fighting skills.

"That's enough, that's the end of today's training."

Seeing that Alexander had not improved significantly, Garsde immediately called off the match, and the video was sealed by a recorder on his helmet and encrypted at the highest level.

The members of the Nursery Hall, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed to the stage and began to check Alexander's physical condition and replenish nutrition and hydration in time.

The battle was not too difficult for Alexander, who was still in his developmental period, but his body's toddler instincts still made him a little sleepy, and after eating the special food, he shrank directly into the blanket and fell asleep.

So, forty forbidden soldiers, accompanied by twenty members of the Foundling Hall, walked briskly and quietly, escorting him all the way back to the palace belonging to the eldest son.

In the dim sunset, a giant approaching three meters tall held a baby in both hands, and what he saw was like a treasure.

......

Knock, knock

Justel knocked open the door of the central hall of the palace and came to meet Machado, the palm sealer.

Alexander's training video needs to be sealed because it can reveal so much information, quick adaptation, extreme reflexes, high physical strength, great strength, flight, and so many undiscovered abilities.

If necessary, the memories of their forty forbidden soldiers should also be erased at the necessary time.

After Machado got the video, he first watched it himself, and Justel stood by and waited for the next order.

"As I expected, the follow-up training will continue according to the written plan."

Machado, who had studied for many months, obviously knew the details of Alexander better than Gaste, and he did not show surprise, but waved his hand to let Gaste leave the main hall first.

Even if the memory is cleared, it will have to wait for the training to be carried out for a period of time before erasing it.

Machado put on his brain again to expedite the post-war government affairs of thousands of planets, and the empire has not yet established a council of high-level lords of Terra, and all government affairs need to be done by himself.

The Great Expedition continues, with many planets returning to the Empire every day.

Alexander even wondered if Machado had been squeezed too much to skip the job when he spontaneously sat on the golden throne.