People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 667

The giant leader's huge eyes were fixed on the Greek emperor on the top of the city.

Can I regain my freedom if I kill him?

He didn't know whether the new Ottoman king could be trusted, but he knew he had no choice.

The tribesmen were kept in captivity and shackled like livestock. They could not defeat the Ottomans, and if they wanted to survive, they had no choice but to obey orders.

He looked at his people and uttered a few syllables that only giants could understand. Among the sand giants, half of the remaining dozen or so warriors separated and ran using their hands and feet.

Their speed reached its limit in the blink of an eye, like a rushing hill.

"The giants are your Majesty's servants, make way for them!"

"With the giant leading the charge, we will definitely take this city today."

"The holy fire burns forever, supreme and great!"

The Ottoman soldiers shouted loudly. They were all Zoroastrians who did not have to pay the giaz tax (a pagan head tax). They had the financial resources to arm themselves, and they had a strong will to fight. They firmly believed that they would go to heaven if they died for the holy war.

The Ottoman army, like a black tide, held high the flag with a red background, a yellow crescent and the sacred flame, and followed closely behind the giants.

In comparison, the slender female knight standing at the foot of the city wall was like a lone boat in the raging waves, about to capsize in the next moment.

Her long platinum hair and black and white combat uniform were blown up by the whistling air current, revealing the deep red color under her black cloak.

The Greek soldiers on the city wall couldn't help but let out worried cries.

Although they all knew that this female knight, who had arrived in Constantinople at some point and became the Emperor's most trusted advisor, possessed extremely powerful supernatural powers, to the naked eye, the gap between her and those giants was still too big.

The Candle Knight looked at the enemies coming at him like a tide, closed his eyes gently, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of facing a powerful enemy.

She held the typical Germanic two-handed sword in both hands and placed it in front of her chest. The bright blade reflected her beautiful face. The next moment, the dancing flames, like a seductively twisting snake, quickly lit up every rune on the sword.

An extremely powerful and terrifying sense of oppression rose rapidly from the body of the Candle Knight, and it became the whirlpool of the world. A huge amount of fire spirituality was summoned by her and gathered in the center of the whirlpool, on the two-handed sword engraved with countless runes.

The emperor on the top of the city wall tightly grasped the sword at his waist. Behind him, the four β royal flags, the XP group's military flag, and the double-headed eagle's emblem flag were blown by the whistling spiritual storm.

In his spiritual vision that was far superior to that of ordinary people, the soul of the giant rushing in the front seemed to have become a huge red candle, which was illuminated by the spiritual candle spell. Even Lothar could not figure out the principle of this wonderful spell, let alone how to deal with it.

Immediately afterwards, a flaming sword suddenly rose from the female knight's hand, like a sharp blade that pierced through the world.

next moment.

The candle burns, and the shadow goes out.

The huge head rolled to the ground, extinguishing the giant's life fire.

What was lit was the magic candle fueled by souls on the greatsword in Viviana's hand.

"Roar!"

The giants roared in anger and sorrow, and rushed towards the tiny figure regardless of everything.

The sand giant followed closely behind the original giant leader, raised his arm high, and endless sand and gravel turned into huge and rough sand spears, which he threw out fiercely.

With a roar!
The flaming giant sword swept out.

The sand spears were crushed and forged into translucent crystals.

The next target was the giant who threw the spear.

Tons of mud and sand immediately covered the sand giant's body, turning it into solid armor. His huge body, which was already more than ten meters high, expanded again. After adding defense, he faced the giant flaming sword and swung his arm fiercely.

However, this kind of resistance was nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The seemingly tiny Candle Knight was holding the Sun God Sword in his hand, which was like the sun in the sky. The flames easily destroyed the sand giant's defense and burned the flesh and blood body wrapped under the sand into charcoal.

But there is more than one sand giant.

His companions were not frightened by the death of their tribesmen in battle. Their faces were filled with grief and anger as they ran towards Viviana.

The underground soil surged and turned into quicksand, emitting an extremely powerful suction force that tried to restrict Viviana's mobility. Sandworms raised by the sand giants drilled out from the ground and tried to devour Viviana.

Lothar watched this scene but did not intervene. He could feel that with Viviana's strength, even if all these sand giants were combined, they might not be her match.

"I didn't expect that the Candle Knights in their prime would be so strong. They are clearly superior to the six-stars like Jeanna who are at the peak of their Elite 1 stage."

Jeanna's heyday should be at the peak of the E2 stage.

From today's perspective, although Viviana will definitely not be that strong, she is definitely as strong as after the second eliteization. You know, she is only in her twenties. If Jeanna had not become a heroic spirit, she would still be a country witch who kept talking about "fighting for God" and "expelling the British" at the age of twenty.

With such talent, it is no wonder that he has become a figure as famous as the Knight of Glory and the Goddess of Lanterns.

For a moment, even the three-headed dragon that was sleeping peacefully in the distance and had no interest in the dispute between insects, subconsciously raised its three huge heads, and a hint of eagerness flashed in its sharp eyes.

As fire dragons, devouring powerful flames is almost their innate instinct.

"Don't be impatient!"

Sensing the dragon's awakening, Mahamu II hurriedly conveyed his comforting words.

He actually didn't care about the casualties of his men. Whether it was Zimi, Gazi, or the giant slaves, they were just consumables in his eyes, except for the dragons.

He knew very well why his father Murad II had to grant him the status of heir even after he murdered his frail brother - he could ride a dragon.

The dragon is the basis for him to become the king.

He would rather let the corpses of his soldiers pile up like a mountain than endure the risk of his most valued dragon companion suffering serious damage. After all, the Romans still had a sacred artifact in their hands, which was a dragon-shooting crossbow specially used to deal with dragons according to the traitor.

He must be patient.

The young monarch unclenched his clenched fists and looked at the emperor in purple robe and golden armor on the top of the city wall. For the first time, he realized that he might have really underestimated this Greek emperor who seemed to be at the end of his rope.

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The flaming sword swung across the sky, chopping down another giant with overwhelming force.

The quicksand traps and sandworm raids that the giants rely on may still be a big problem for orthodox spellcasters, but Viviana is not a spellcaster.

She is a magic warrior.

With the flow of mental power, Viviana quickly pulled herself out of the trap, leaped up, and deftly stepped on the head of a white sandworm. She used the force to fly up, and swept the sword in her hand. The white sword light cut the giant in front of her in half.

The glow of the spirit candle flashed above the sword blade, causing the sand giant, who was immune to physical attacks to a certain extent, to immediately ooze thick blood plasma after his body was cut open. The two halves of the body fell to the ground, and countless organs fell to the ground, directly turning into a pile of gravel.

These sand giants, which are extremely powerful to ordinary people, are as fragile as toys in Viviana's hands.

Not to mention the spellcasters coming to support from the city walls. Although these aging spellcasters have limited mana reserves and mediocre abilities, they can still provide Viviana with long-range firepower support.

After a while.

The last giant standing under the city died in despair, without even touching the edge of the city wall.

"Candle Knight!"

"Ms. Viviana!"

The defenders on the city wall all started cheering that name at the same time.