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And it came so violently, so unstoppable, just in one moment, it pierced and shattered the heavy thunder, revealing the people inside.

It was a terrifying giant nearly three meters tall, wearing an armor of animal skins and a golden horned helmet, and in his hand, he held a silver square hammer that shone with thunder.

He frantically swung his hammer and the long sword and kept fighting.

Seeing the giant in form, the well-informed couldn't help but exclaim: "That's Rolf the 'Walker'!

The long sword lightly slashed out the white shadow of the Daodao, surrounding the giant's body, entangled with him, blocking his attack.

In the high stands, the initial chaos subsided, and everyone began to evacuate in an orderly manner.

In mid-air, the scattered misty gray mist gathered again, enveloping the giant.

In the square, everyone scattered and fled, except for a few who were trampled on, could not stand up, and lay on the ground humming, all of a sudden it became empty.

The battle in the air continued, and the giant roared and swung his hammer, sending out bursts of thunder that shook the gray mist and blocked the sword.

Suddenly, the sword vanished, turning into a white light that fell into the hands of a man in a red robe who was standing in the middle of the square.

"Who are you, why are you holding me back!" the giant roared unwillingly.

The red-robed man pressed his sword with one hand and took off the hood from his head with the other, revealing a young and ordinary face.

He didn't seem to have used his internal strength, but his voice could be heard all over the audience:

"I am Roland, the Roland of this generation, the Lord of the Holy Sword Durandel, the head of the Ten Paladins, and the new Patriarch of France!"

Hearing such an answer, the anger on the giant's face decreased a little, and his tone softened a little: "Then, then why are you stopping me?"

"France needs an emperor, a good emperor, and I can't let you hurt him. The red-robed young swordsman's voice was firm.

The giant fell silent and stopped swinging his hammer, but slowly descended, falling to the ground.

The gray mist also slowly dispersed, turning into three figures, falling into the crowd under the high platform not far away, guarding His Majesty the Emperor.

"I don't want to attack your emperor, I just want to take my brother back!" the giant's voice was rough.

"Your brother?" the young swordsman was stunned.

"It's the one-armed general in the crowd over there, and he's my brother, Thor. The giant looked back at the panicked and angry crowd.

"You said Arnold is your brother, do you have any proof?" asked His Majesty the Emperor in the crowd in a loud voice.

"He's my brother!, he lost an arm in an accident and fell into the sea, I've been looking for him all these years, and I just want to take him away now!" the giant's voice suppressed anger.

"Arnold, do you know him?" asked His Majesty the Emperor, looking back.

The tower-like man shook his head and made an urn-like sound: "I, I don't remember. ”

"Obviously, Arnold doesn't know you!" His Majesty the Emperor said again.

"Thor, you're my brother, come with me!" the giant roared.

"I've heard that you're the legendary 'Walker', the Viking King. His Majesty the Emperor spoke again.

"yes so what, I just want to take my brother away now, don't stop me. "On the giant's square hammer, there was a flash of thunder.

"Then the merchant ships that have disappeared in France for so many years, the seaports that have been plundered for so many years, and the people who have been taken captive for so many years, should all be counted on your head?" His Majesty the Emperor's voice became low.

"Hahaha, I did all this, so what, you useless dwarf, you have the ability to take revenge!" the giant laughed angrily.

"Lord Roland, I, Napoleon, the new Emperor of France, on behalf of the French people, on behalf of the suffering of the coastal people over the years, I beg you to help us to kill this heinous pirate!" His Majesty the Emperor saluted the young swordsman in the center of the square.

The young swordsman didn't answer, but the holy sword in his hand that shook the continent was slowly pulled out by him, and the amazing momentum gathered on him.

Seeing such a scene, the giant's body also erupted with dazzling thunder, and his voice became violent: "I only want to bring back my brother! This time, if you let me go, I promise that I will not plunder you France again! Whether it is a merchant ship or a port! We Vikings have a promise! If you have to come to war, then you will be killed!"

The thunder exploded, and many black shadows with horned helmets appeared on the roofs of the houses around the square.

"We will wash Paris with blood!" the giant held his hammer aloft aloft as the countless black shadows responded to him with a murderous cry.

The two sides suddenly became tense.

His Majesty the Emperor had a gloomy face, turned his head and angrily rebuked: "Davout! How did you protect the city defenses?

General Davout, who was in charge of the city's defense, instantly broke out in a cold sweat and fell to his knees.

"Forget it, Arnold, what do you think?" asked His Majesty the Emperor, turning his head to his beloved general.

Arnold didn't answer, but walked out directly, standing in front of the giant: "I don't know if you are my brother or not, I can't remember a lot of things from before, maybe you are indeed my brother." But I won't go with you, I'm going to wait here for my young master. ”

"What bullshit young master! Thor, come with me! I know you're seriously injured, and now your brain is not working, I promise, I'll find a doctor to treat you, come with me." "Then go up and take Arnold's hand.

But a sword stood in his way, and it was the Holy Sword Durandel.

"What do you mean, do you really want to break the net?" the giant roared at the sword's master.

"I don't mind if the fish dies and the net breaks, it's just a few more swings of the sword. The red-robed young swordsman smiled: "But I don't recommend that you take him away, you see, you are just a pirate now, you may be surrounded and suppressed at any time and buried in the sea." And this one, Arnaud, or your brother Thor, who is now a general of the French Revolutionary Army, has fought for his country, has made many achievements, is highly trusted, has a bright future, and may even become a marshal in the future, and establish a prosperous family. Do you think that the precarious life at sea is really suitable for him now?"

The giant fell silent for a moment. The hand that had been stretched out was also retracted.

He took a deep look at the person on the other side with a persistent face.

"Let's go!" the giant rose to his feet, turned into thunder, and soared into the sky.

The black shadows with horned helmets also gathered and rushed towards the city gate.

"Do you want to pursue?" General Davout stood up and asked His Majesty the Emperor.

"Are you a fool? What are you chasing?" His Majesty the Emperor reprimanded as he looked at the thunder light slowly moving away in the sky with a complicated face.