First Wizarding World War

Charlotte pointed at Chloe and shouted boldly: "My defeated general is here to die again."

Chloe also abandoned all distracting thoughts and shouted: "I don't know who it is, but I was beaten several times and was running away with my head in my arms."

Charlotte followed a quick clerk beside her, constantly reminding him of "lines". After all, Chloe had been on the front line all along, and he had just come back. If he didn't read the "battle report", it would be easy for him to show his weakness.

The two of them were strengthening their strength and yelling at each other when they heard a long and clear roar like the roar of a phoenix, coming from Chloe's military camp. A young man in military uniform slowly rose into the air. He looked at it contemptuously. Charlotte's glance, even though the two sides were far apart, still shocked Charlotte and made her whole body freeze!

"Holy steps!"

"No wonder Chloe told me to run away."

"If it weren't for my loyal servant, the former leader of the Golden Goat Pirates, Hrolf, I would have died this time."

"Well, I might be able to escape on my own, but my Knights of the West Wind are definitely doomed."

"I just don't know if this old guy can give me any strength!"

"He didn't behave very well when he was on St. Michael's Island. He was often stupid!"

Chloe finally remembered some of her "old love" and hoped that Charlotte could understand it. She said loudly: "This is Major Andreas of our Black Phoenix Dynasty, and he is also the youngest Holy Order of the Black Phoenix Dynasty. !”

"It's really an honor for you to die in his hands."

Charlotte had not heard of this Saint of the Black Phoenix Dynasty, and as for the youngest, he did not take it seriously.

Although Major Andreas looks young, his actual age should not be much younger than Princess Mei or Senior Menierman, or even more likely a few years older.

Charlotte has seen many of these so-called youngest saints.

Well, he had really seen the youngest saint in the Old World: Zimmerman Axel Robin.

Andreas had no intention of speaking at all. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a knight's spear flew out from the military camp. He held the knight's spear and took a deep breath. His body sounded like a phoenix. The clear and clear sound.

Only then did Charlotte realize that the sound just now was not the scream made intentionally by this person, but the vibration of fighting energy that was spontaneously generated when the special technique he practiced was operating.

"It has its own background music, it's such an awesome technique."

As soon as this thought passed through Charlotte's mind, Andreas threw the knight's spear in his hand.

This knight's spear flashed like electricity, accompanied by bursts of phoenix-like whistling, and a ray of terrifying thought on the gun directly locked Charlotte's soul, making him feel inescapable.

If there was no accident, Charlotte would definitely die under this shot.

Chloe couldn't bear to watch it, and thought to herself: "I will collect the body for you!"

"I just hope that Andreas's blow can make his body less shattered."

Charlotte remained motionless, but Hrolf, the loyal servant behind him, slowly took out the "killer whale" and twisted it into the air. The knight's spear thrown by Andreas was about to hit Charlotte. In an instant, this ordinary knight's spear was shattered into countless pieces of powder.

Charlotte knew that killing a whale in Hrolf's hands would be far more lethal than in her own hands.

It wasn't like he didn't have any weapons at his disposal, so he gave this high-level extraordinary knight's spear back to the Golden Goat.

The old goat easily defeated Andreas' attack, but still showed no emotion. In fact, since he became Charlotte's loyal servant, he looked autistic and never spoke again.

The reality is too cruel, and the blow to the Golden Goat Hrolf is too great.

If he goes to the Sixth Hospital in any city on earth for a psychiatric examination, he will inevitably get a diagnosis of severe depression, severe anxiety, and autism.

I won’t discuss the authenticity of this medical certificate.

Anyway, this is the symptom.

The old goat's action shocked all the soldiers of both armies.

When Andreas appeared, the West Wind Knights were in despair. I don't know how many people looked at Charlotte, hoping that their coach could turn things around, just like before.

They didn't expect that Charlotte could really turn things around. The old goat took action this time, which immediately boosted the morale of the entire West Wind Knights, and everyone smiled.

What about the Holy Steps?

We, the Knights of the West Wind, have it too.

No one thought about how this person got his holy rank?

Andreas saw that his perfect attack was easily broken by a simple old man next to Charlotte. A look of surprise appeared on his face. For the first time he spoke on the battlefield, his voice was astonishingly audible, like the most beautiful voice in the mountains and forests. The beautiful bird chirped: "Who are you? A saint will not appear on the mainland for no reason. I have never heard of your image among the saints of the Fars Empire. Don't hide your head and tail."

The old goat was indifferent, as if he had not heard what Andreas said.

Charlotte hurriedly smoothed things over and shouted: "That's just him, he doesn't talk much to me."

"But just after we met, you wanted to kill me!"

"I won't be polite to you anymore."

Charlotte patted the golden goat Hrolf on the shoulder and said, "Use all your strength to capture this bastard."

"You actually want to kill me as soon as we meet, you bastard, you don't know what to say."

Golden Goat Hrolf moved his face, and really wanted to say: "Is there anyone in the world who is more of a bastard, more of a jerk, and more ignorant than you?"

The old goat was moved by the pain in his heart, and he dared not think any more. If he thought any more, he was afraid that he would cry.

The Pirate King of the Sea of ​​Giant Whales, who owns ancient magic warships such as St. Michael Island and Queen Bee, and a magic alchemy warship, dozens of warships, and countless subordinates...

Now he has fallen to being driven as a servant!

The old goat rose slowly into the air, and with a point of the killer whale in his hand, all the grief and anger turned into an assault.

The surging ocean-type fighting spirit in his body continued to accumulate momentum after this assault, and he gave birth to a vigorous fighting spirit like the surging sea halfway through.

Andreas did not expect that this seemingly ordinary old man would actually use such an explosive move. His strength was so strong that even among the saints, he was at a very high level.

He didn't even dare to face the enemy head-on, after all, the two sides took different paths.

The golden goat Hrolf practiced both ocean-related fighting spirit and magic, and each of his attacks had the power to stir the sea.

Andreas took a light and fast path, and fighting hard was not his forte. He didn't dare to let the old goat accumulate his momentum to the peak, otherwise this old guy could really kill him with one shot.

Andreas suddenly took off, wanting to fight in the sky!