I will be crowned king

Outside the town of Strawtown, the temporary headquarters of the Borei Corps is located.

The sound of distant explosions woke up Borre Levant who was lying on the artillery truck. The legion commander was almost desperate. He tossed and turned repeatedly. When he was half asleep and half awake, he was directly hit by the flash of fire in front of his eyes. He stood up and kicked several relatives who were still sleeping soundly to inquire about the situation in the direction of Daocao Town.

Facing the legion commander's urging, several Levent knights, despite their extreme reluctance, still faithfully fulfilled the orders, either sending out scouts or setting off in person, moving quietly at night.

A quarter of an hour later, originally he was just holding Bo Lei to test his thoughts, but he was shocked to see this group of relatives walking towards him with solemn expressions, and even rejected the surrounding guards before they were willing to report the situation to him. One came up to him and whispered softly.

"What?!"

The shocked Borre Levent could no longer keep calm: "A spell caster attacked Anson Bach's headquarters? You...you can't make a mistake, right?!"

"Otherwise, the genius attacked Straw Town, and was noticed by the old god sect spellcasters in the opposite army and fought back... There is absolutely nothing wrong with it." The knight bent down and whispered:

"Although there is only a very weak breath for a moment, to the talented person who has inherited the power of blood, the breath of the caster is no different than the shadow under the midday sun or the solid ice under the scorching sun. There is no mistaking it."

"Then...can you confirm the identity of the person who sent out the breath, or the number of people, the comparison of strength, etc.?"

"This...it's not impossible, but the distance is really too far." The knight's expression was a bit awkward:

"The Clovis Infantry Regiment, which defeated the Cavalry Regiment before, is guarding outside the east gate of Strawtown Town. These people must have noticed the movement that we can detect. They are still indifferent and remain alert to our side—— Two scouts got too close and were given warning shots.”

"Of course this is just a small problem. If you give the order, it is not impossible for a few of us to sneak in to investigate." Before he finished speaking, another Levent Knight interrupted:

"It's just that this is somewhat risky... The battle on the opposite side is quite fierce. Even so, only a little aura is exposed, which proves that both sides of the fight have a very high level of concealment. We don't have people who are good at concealing aura. If we approach rashly, we will be caught. The probability of discovery is extremely high.”

After he finished speaking, several knights around him nodded in agreement.

Borre Levent, who frowned slightly, thought for a moment. He was not sure whether the opponent was really too strong, or whether the relatives were too afraid of death: "Is the battle fierce?"

"Yes, this is certain." The knight said matter-of-factly: "Such a strong magical response is no longer at a level that ordinary old god sects can possess - at least there are more than two digits, talented people... It should be about the same amount.”

Borre Levent's pupils shrank suddenly.

He didn't care whether Ansen Bach was attacked by the Old Gods or the gifted ones, but with two figures... what force could send out such a luxurious scene in one go, and quietly launch an assassination on a battlefield where tens of thousands of troops were fighting?

Wait, okay...it seems to be true!

But it cannot be ruled out that this may be a conspiracy by Anson Bach. He pretended to create chaos to show weakness, but actually prepared a trap to ambush himself. The possibility is not low.

The hesitant Borre Levent was silent for nearly five minutes, and the knights around him quietly waited for his decision.

Finally, the legion took a long breath, looked around, and asked in an unquestionable tone: "Everyone, I want to tell you a very important piece of information now: If the people who attacked Anson Bach's camp in Straw Town do not come out, If unexpected, it should be the Judgment Knights who came to eradicate the heretics under the orders of the Holy See and the High Command."

Before he finished speaking, all the Levent knights were shocked.

"That's right, Lord Wuying's previous promise to us has finally been fulfilled." Borre Levent looked happy: "Tonight is the day when Anson Bach, the vicious heretic, will die!"

"And everyone, we must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and complete what we must do. We must not let the sacrifices of the brave and fearless Judgment Knights be in vain."

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, something that must be done... The knights looked at each other, cautiously looking at Borei's meaningful and excited expression: "Legion Commander, you are planning to ask us..."

"Seize the opportunity." Borre Levent raised the corners of his mouth and clenched his fists fiercely:

"Then... take advantage of the chaos to break out!"

"Uh ah...ah this..."

"Otherwise, do you think I will let you guys take advantage of the chaos to fight back and defeat the Storm Legion?" Borre Levent shook his head:

"Don't be kidding. It's so dark and the other side is very vigilant. Our morale after the tragic defeat just now is not enough to support this kind of battle... Let's be realistic and escape from this damn encirclement as soon as possible and return to the slave port. !”

Although he was very interested in witnessing the arrest of the bastard Anson Bach, Borre Levent was more aware that his real capital was the holy war army at hand. It would be too worthwhile to die with a group of dead people who were destined to die for revenge.

First, retreat to the Slave Port to rest and wait for the Storm Legion to fall into chaos, disintegration or content due to the disappearance of Anson Bach. Then you can advance calmly. The five eastern colonies will still be yours!

"But, didn't we promise Lord Wuying before that we would cooperate with the Judgment Knights' actions?"

Although the knights are also very interested in the matter of running away, they are still a little reluctant to let it go. They are relatively uneasy: "If you just... break out, will you be accused of deserting?"

"Escape from battle? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Borre Levent categorically rejected it and glared at his subordinates and relatives: "What do you mean by escaping? We are using ourselves as bait to attract the attention of the enemy's main force and fight for the arrest of the heretic and pseudo-believer Anson Bach by the Judgment Knights." How can time be considered an escape?!"

"Oh oh oh oh..." the knights suddenly realized.

"So everyone understands, this is a crucial battle that concerns the fate of the entire Order World, and our legion is the top priority!"

Taking a deep breath and slowly standing up, Bo Lei's expression became brighter and brighter. The light reflected by the surrounding torches gradually gathered into a circle above his head: "Now, everyone listens to my order and advances eastward to form the Ring of Order." Fight for glory!"

"For the glory of the Ring of Order——!!!"

The upright knights of Levent shouted excitedly for their imminent sacrifice (running away).

………………………………

A huge golden-red fireball exploded in the thick fog, and the splashing tongues of fire were wild and wild under the starry sky, like the claws of a ferocious beast catching and biting its prey, constantly devouring the surrounding smoke and fog.

A gunshot exploded into flames, and the Judgment Knight holding a revolver fled from the sea of ​​​​fire in embarrassment. The remaining sparks turned into embers and dust on his slim-fitting windbreaker and bowler hat, and a faint green smoke enveloped his whole body.

He was only half a step away from being blasted to a crisp by Anson Bach.

The Judgment Knight's chest rose and fell rapidly after the disaster, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the revolver in his right hand. It was a whole level larger than the ordinary Inquisitor's revolver. It was specially made for him by the Knights to match his Holy Grail Knight bloodline. Weapons of power.

All items touched by him personally, or touched for more than one minute, can obliterate or directly invalidate the "unrealistic" existence, regardless of the power of blood or the magic of the caster; with this ability, even He is a blood mage known for his tenacious vitality. Killing him with one shot with this special revolver is not a dream.

But this time, the situation seems to be a little different...

Although it can still obliterate and eliminate the reality distorted by Anson Bach, the effect is obviously suppressed compared to the past, or it can be said that the speed of erasure cannot keep up with the speed of the other party's recovery.

At almost the same time, the other party was fighting against five other of his companions.

This is the oppressive feeling of the blasphemous mage, this is...the gap between the levels of the two sides...

The fire light dissipated, and Anson Bach's figure disappeared without a trace again, and he did not issue a provocation through mind reading again.

The Judgment Knight's heart sank. After a few minutes of confrontation and the nearly fatal blow just now, he had roughly guessed that the other party was testing people like him, trying to dig out information about the Judgment Knights, so he was not in a hurry to make a quick decision. .

If the battle continues, it will be even more detrimental to the Judgment Knights... two... no, even one person, they must find a companion who is good at independent action and concealment as soon as possible to help them break out as soon as possible!

As for himself, relying on the power of this extraordinary bloodline, he still has room to continue to deal with Anson Bach... The Judgment Knight, who has gradually adapted to the sense of distance distorted by the fog, looked around, trying to determine the direction.

Although the thick fog almost blocked all vision, I was still able to see the environment above my head at the moment of the explosion, and I was still near the destroyed camp, so if others are in a similar situation, then...

"clang--!"

The thought came to an abrupt end, and the sound of metal collision behind him made the Judgment Knight suddenly look back, and a figure brandishing a silver sword came into view, with his windbreaker covered with tatters and traces of blood.

He knelt on one knee, holding the long knife that had just deflected the bullet across his side with one hand, and his shoulders swayed slightly as he breathed heavily.

"Sif?!"

The Judgment Knight, who was wielding a long sword, was shocked. He closed his eyes tightly and turned his head suddenly, roaring behind him:

"Get down quickly!"

Although he didn't know the reason, the Judgment Knight still instinctively followed the advice of his companions and lowered his body decisively.

Almost at the same time, a scream that pierced the eardrums sounded above the head, tearing the Judgment Knight's bowler hat into pieces, and even the scalp wrapped by the mask felt stinging.

This is……

The stunned Judgment Knight didn't even have time to think about it. Without looking back, he fired the right revolver directly in the opposite direction of the attack trajectory, and even fired two more shots to compensate for the left and right displacement deviation.

But even so, it was still half a step too late... The moment he pulled the trigger, the girl with an innocent smile on her lips had already appeared beside him, and the steam gun with a bayonet was pointed at his face.

Suffered... The Judgment Knight, who knew that he had absolutely no time to retract his gun, could only stare at the girl's scarlet eyes in shock, waiting for the moment when the other party would pull the trigger.

"clang--!"

Dazzling sparks lit up, and the moonlight-like blade blocked the fatal shot, dragging the lingering blade light towards Lisa's face.

Almost at the same time, the Judgment Knight, who had almost died, also got up. He pulled the trigger while retreating to dodge, emptying the remaining three lead bullets in the magazine, blocking the girl's space for moving around.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the face of the great police chief who had nowhere to dodge.

That's the smile of the bad guys who are about to throw themselves into a trap.

Next, the Judgment Knight, who hurriedly changed his ammunition, saw a scene that made him unbelievable: the girl stood motionless, but Sif, who was wielding a knife to fight back...

Out of stock? !

The mirror-like tip of the knife passed across the tip of the girl's fleshy nose, cutting off the beads of sweat dripping from it, but not harming even one of her hairs.

This incredible scene stunned the Judgment Knight for half a second before he finally realized the truth from the panic on his companion's face - that girl, the aura on her body just now disappeared!

The power of Shiv's blood is that he can feel the flow of air, but the condition is that he cannot open his eyes; so once he loses his breath, it is almost like disappearing into thin air for him.

But half a second was too late... Shiv, who had swung empty, had no time to fight back, and before he could break the hammer of the revolver, the revolver in the girl's hand was already aimed at Shiv's eyeball.

There was only a moment, a moment of room to dodge... The Judgment Knight gritted his teeth:

"Shiv, open your eyes!"

boom--!

Gunshots rang out and blood spurted out.

"whispering sound……"

The Chief Sheriff, who was full of confidence and looked like his conspiracy had succeeded, curled his lips.

Shiv, who suddenly opened his eyes, almost wiped the edges of his eye sockets to avoid the fatal shot, although it still left a bone-deep wound on his cheek.

He was lucky enough to survive but also lost the enhancement of his bloodline power. He swung away the girl's muzzle and decisively distanced himself. The Judgment Knight on the side also opened fire to cover and had no intention of taking the opportunity to counterattack.

Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, surrounded the girl in the center; but even the Judgment Knights themselves did not know who was surrounding whom.

The chief police officer whose plan failed, stared at the two people with a European look on his face. Suddenly, as if he noticed something, he turned his head without caring about the enemy, and smiled behind him:

"Anson, you're here!"

The two Judgment Knights were startled at the same time. They followed the girl's gaze and their trembling pupils focused instantly.

Anson Bach walked out of the thick fog with slow steps. For some reason, his tattered windbreaker, messy hair and missing three-cornered hat made him look a little embarrassed.

But these are not the focus of the eyes of the two Judgment Knights... On his right hand, dragging a figure that is familiar to both of them.

"Ah... I'm sorry, Lisa." He laughed bitterly to himself, and looked up at the girl: "It took me a little more time to deal with these troubles."

As he finished speaking, he also released the body of the Judgment Knight in his hand.