Arad's crooked savior

After the grand drama of the Royal Family of the Delos Empire began, all kinds of offensive public opinions flew everywhere, making it the most appetizing meal of the year.

The empire accuses the eldest prince of violating his filial piety and starting a war regardless of the lives of the people in the north. This is a cold-blooded and stupid move that is hopeless.

The eldest prince believed that having such a cruel father was a cancer to the whole world, and he would sacrifice small gifts for the sake of righteousness.

You scold me and I scold you, you frame me and I frame you, it’s a mess.

The newspaper company under Sai Fupo's name unexpectedly became very popular.

Now, the revolutionary army headed by Ludmila is frantically helping to "paddle the water". While criticizing the cruel behavior of the empire, which is contrary to human principles and intolerable, they are also wary of the possibility of backstabbing by the eldest prince.

Nowadays, the average strength of the Arad continent is generally dominated by professionals, and the awakened ones will be respected no matter where they are.

The legendary realm is basically the top combat power. There are not many in a country. Every one has a story and can make the mainland famous.

For example, now, most people know that Ye Lin has broken through the legendary realm, but they still habitually call him "Sword God".

Therefore, the eldest prince suddenly transformed into a powerful man at the pinnacle of the legendary realm, which still caused quite a stir and attracted many followers.

They wanted to know how the eldest prince did it.

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On the Plains of the Betrayer, a war broke out between two legions and more than 100,000 people. Although it was not the last battle between the two sides, the brutality was still shocking.

The vast plains were littered with fragments of weapons, piled with corpses with missing limbs, and the soil was stained red with blood. Because the weather was getting hotter, it was easy for plague to breed, so in the end they could only be simply burned.

Moreover, the empire did it very cleverly. After the First World War, it immediately retreated ten miles to prepare for the next wave of offensive. However, it claimed that it could not bear to kill its fellow citizens again, but in fact, it was left to the eldest prince to make the mess.

A certain legion commander on the eldest prince's side was assassinated and died. A thousand-man knights were beaten until only their horses were left, and 40% of the soldiers were lost. It can be said that they were almost defeated.

Although the empire's legions commanded by Gravus carried very powerful weapons from the research institute, two of the Minotaur Machine Kings were torn into pieces under the shocking personal attack of the eldest prince.

He single-handedly destroyed a hundred-man professional-level magic warriors, and at the same time killed thousands of soldiers in one go, forcibly restoring the defeated situation.

The eldest prince clearly demonstrated his ultimate personal fighting power, which was enough to reverse the situation on the battlefield.

In the legendary realm, one can break rivers with bare hands, tear apart mountains, and defeat thousands of people. It is hard to imagine how invincible the strongest adventurer who has surpassed this realm is.

"Director, am I wrong?" Ye Lin felt that he was not as happy as he imagined. Instead, he became very silent, and his heart began to feel blocked.

Lying in front of him was a very young soldier, estimated to be around 20 years old. His eyebrows were still a little immature. His heart was pierced by a sharp blade, and his thin leather armor was dyed red with blood.

The soldier's deathly gray eyes were filled with fear, and he clutched his chest with both hands, as if he thought this would stop the bleeding and keep him alive.

Maybe before he went to the battlefield, he still dreamed of becoming famous in one battle, getting rid of his civilian identity like the sword master Barn, leaping over the dragon gate, and adding glory to his body.

But now, he is just a cold corpse.

Mavis said that this battle, involving the souls of more than 30,000 people, ended in the Plains of the Betrayer.

Ye Lin stretched out his hand and slowly closed the soldier's eyes, suddenly doubting whether his choice was correct. He was the strongest fighting force in the Arad continent, a guardian, and had the power to change any imperial monarch at will.

But because of his silent attitude, nearly 30,000 people were buried in different places.

"Should I directly blame Lyon? Anyone can sit on the throne of the empire. As long as I am alive, national wars will not be allowed." Ye Lin blamed himself. Did he live up to his power? Like those gods from the beginning, their personalities began to become indifferent.

"The change of dynasty will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice." The curator softly hugged his waist from behind, and the maternal tenderness was the warmest, and said: "We understand your efforts to restore the tragedy, no matter it is Lonely Shilok, tragic Ozma, but some things are bound to happen. This is the general trend of the times. You are a human being, not a god, and we are not your devout believers. Every independent thinking wisdom Have their own choices and destiny.”

The eldest prince raised the banner of resistance and turned against the emperor. Regardless of the final result, success or failure, it is destined to leave a heavy page in the history books. History is happening.

Yimi Wu held a small piece of pudding at her fingertips and ate it with gusto even on the bloody battlefield. She had seen more tragic situations in the demon world than this. For example, Ye Lin used a mechanical torrent to annihilate Harlem before, and it was all over the ground. The corpses of the Kaxiu sect and hell demons.

Perhaps because this is his home, he wants to avoid tragedy as much as possible. Yimi Wu turned his head slightly and looked at Ye Lin. He is really a very magical and charming person.

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"ah!"

In a quiet room, the eldest prince was holding his blond hair, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his handsome and neat face was slightly distorted.

Fortunately, the knightly etiquette engraved in his bones from elementary school to high school meant that apart from crying out in pain, the eldest prince could not show anything too rude.

Was the power given by Ozma out of control? He felt that his blood and bones were boiling and burning, every inch of his nerves felt as painful as needle pricks, and there was a mysterious voice echoing deep in his heart.

"What do you think? Galloping wantonly on the battlefield and crushing the pride of life, you should be the emperor of this world, ruling the world and making all people kneel. Leon's behavior is too extreme. He is not suitable for this era."

The eldest prince tried to calm down his brain and stared at himself in the mirror, dripping with sweat. The voice he spoke just now came from himself, and it was actually his own lips that were moving.

Although he has participated in military battles, he has always been a bystander. It is impossible for the noble prince of the empire to fight in person.

But in the battle at the Betrayer Plains, he could create sword energy that split the earth with a swing of his sword, and he could crush the body of the Minotaur King with one punch. This was an unprecedented experience of power, crushing life like dirt.

He even had an intoxicating illusion, as if he was standing in the clouds and had become the supreme king of Arad!

"Embrace me, let go of all your burdens, and give your body to me. You will become stronger and surpass the legendary realm."

"Stronger?" The eldest prince was in a daze for a moment, but he quickly regained consciousness by biting the tip of his tongue, and sneered with difficulty: "A determined person can even resist the curse of blood, but you can't even think of cannibalizing my soul."

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In the season when spring is already warm and the flowers are blooming in Hutton Mar, heavy snow will still fall from time to time in the Snowy Area of ​​Stun. Fortunately, the Bantu people grow cold-resistant crops, which will not cause any impact, and they have long been used to it.

Patriarch Bwanga convened important people from the three branch tribes to have a heated discussion and dispute on whether to send troops to the south.

"The tyrant Leon betrayed his trust and pretended to lend us Chatley. However, he sent his troops to sneak attack the next year and nearly wiped out the entire clan. This is a blood feud. I will not be a human being unless I avenge this revenge." "Ice King Mara", an elite warrior of the Tulus tribe "Add", a simple and honest face full of anger, teeth clenching.

Some of his elders died in Shatli, and even the bodies could not be recovered.

"But the problem is that the first territory of the Delos Empire is in the south. If we want to advance, we may need to borrow the first territory of the eldest prince." Deputy Patriarch Olka was relatively calm and signaled to be calm, but he was so excited. Emotions can't solve any problems.

It would be difficult for the eldest prince to allow the Bantu tribe, who are not yet allies, to use the road, because once the Bantu tribe has different intentions, he will be in a situation where he will be attacked from both sides and be attacked from both sides.

Moreover, Orka also believes that even if the empire is defeated and the emperor is replaced, can the personal quality of the eldest prince be completely trustworthy? What if after victory, he suddenly turns around and attacks the Bantu people.

Things like tearing up peace treaties and betrayal of trust have already happened twice in the two successive empires of Delos and Pelus.

Even if the eldest prince is now the opposite of the emperor, he is the one who holds the right and truth.

However, the Bantu people, who had only defeated the ice dragon Skatha two years ago, and then broke through the majestic ridge and regained their strength, really did not dare to gamble on this glimmer of trust.

But the blood feud of the Second Snow Battle has been suppressed by the Bantu warriors for more than twenty years. Their anger is about to ignite the Kanak Snow Mountain, and the courage of the Wolf God boils in their chests.

"How about contacting the revolutionary army?" Bwanga, who had been silent, suddenly said.

They have a very fast spaceship, and Ludmila and Siat have a good relationship. Siat and the others have helped the Bantu tribe defeat the ice dragon. They are benefactors and worthy of trust.

Gu Gulainen, the former leader of the Bantu tribe, is ninety-one years old, but his body is still strong and he can still swing a hammer to strike weapons.

Bantu warriors and wizards and shamans are all gathering, preparing to perform ritual blessings before leaving. The great Wolf God bestows courage, the Ox God gives strength, and the Bingxin Rabbit God will surely bless their journey smoothly.

"Buwanga, this is a very risky move. We can mobilize at most about 30,000 warriors, and our warriors do not have any advantage in plain terrain." Gugulain took out some tobacco from his pipe bag and lit it. Take a sip, it's the best quality product from Xu Zu, sent by Su Nan Workshop.

"However, even a three-year-old Bantu child knows the hatred of the Second Snow Battle and the empire. It is unforgettable and deeply rooted in the soul. If we do not seize the opportunity, it will be even more difficult in the future." Buwan Jia calmly said, with a firm will.

They were defeated all the way from Shatli and were chased by the imperial army to the snow capital of Amroth. If it weren't for the endless blizzard caused by the ice dragon Skatha, the Bantu tribe would have completely disappeared from history and become the name of others. Talk about the "past".

The fire in Gran Forest led to the destruction of the elves, and the Snow Battle that broke out twenty-four years ago also almost destroyed Bantu.

"Of course, I understand..." Gugulainen was different from Bwanga, who was still a child at the time. He was an eyewitness to the Second Snow Battle, and had relatives and friends who died in Shaterli.

"Huh?" Buwanga suddenly raised his head and stared at the north. In the eternal tundra zone, a strong and beautiful dragon cut through the sky. Its crystal clear scales reflected the misty seven colors in the sunlight.

"Xiaobing? Why is it moving, and it seems to be in the direction of the empire." Olka frowned, the ice dragon Xiaobing, Tana explained that it was a junior friend of the dragon clan, not the Skatha.

After all, the Bantu tribe cast a heavy shadow on the ice dragon.

Since Xiaobing has been practicing in the eternal frozen soil and has never had any blizzard disasters, the Bantu tribe's senses about it are pretty good.