Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

"Pagans, you will eventually fall under the fangs of my God."

Knowing the language, Kyle was able to hear the other party's words clearly. He stretched out his right hand, pointed his palm at the other party, condensed the holy flame, and when the fireball expanded to two meters, he fired it out.

Seeing the opponent's move, Badaletaf stopped talking nonsense and commanded the war beast to charge forward.

More than a hundred giant beasts, with murderous eyes, rushed towards the humans in front of them.

Under the coverage of the holy flame, a large number of war beasts were broken up, disintegrated into marks, and slowly dissipated into magic energy.

Looking at the power of the Holy Flame, Badaletaf's eyes became solemn. He let go of the priest's staff, put his hands together, and silently said: "[Giant Seal]."

The light covered Badaletaf's body, and it began to swell.

In less than a moment, a fifty-meter-tall giant appeared in the air.

Looking at the giant in front of him, Kyle had a calm expression. He waved his hand to disperse the mark in the air, splitting into two low-level soul clones, doing three things at once, and appeared in three directions of Badaletaf.

"war."

The roar spread all around, and both sides held their ground.

Kyle looked at the fist coming towards him, and the holy flames gathered to form a shield to block it.

Two low-level soul clones, one holding the main spear of Putlock in one hand and spreading wings in the other, revealing the form of an angel, attacked Badaletaf from behind.

The sound of explosions continued, the northern part of Soller City completely collapsed, and a large number of soldiers were buried alive in the ruins.

At the south gate, Vitellis was holding the heads of two low-level Saint Seal warriors in his hands. Looking at the battle scene in the distance, he couldn't help but sighed: "I'm really old. The young people nowadays are too fierce."

Compared with the main world, the intermediate-level Holy Seal professionals in this world are much weaker than the intermediate-level Soul and Intention professionals in terms of combat capability, application of magic power, and understanding of rules, but they are very powerful compared to the low-level Soul and Intention professionals.

"My great-nephew has found a treasure."

After expressing his feelings, Vitellis no longer paid attention to it and commanded his troops to clear out the remaining enemy forces in the city.

Weilin was responsible for dealing with the enemy troops evacuating from the west gate.

As for the battle in the sky, even the intermediate-level priest of the Holy Seal might not be able to defeat Kyle in his prime, not to mention that his soul is damaged now and he can only last for eight hours at most.

Kyle used Badaletaf as a whetstone, constantly using new combat skills and soul-level spells to attack, gaining practical experience and research experience.

Faced with endless means of attack, Badaletaf went from being at ease in the beginning to being cautious and finally overwhelmed.

Feeling that the energy in his body was almost exhausted, Badaretaf screamed and prepared to self-destruct in order to take the pagan away with him.

Kyle noticed what the other party was doing and flew up into the sky.

Seeing the other party preparing to escape, Badaretaf ignored the waves of pain coming from his soul, shouted loudly, and flew into the sky.

A million meters in the air, Kyle looked down at the giant catching up with him and said, "This is it. This is your burial place. It's also my way of thanking you for your sparring."

Hearing the other party's words, Badaletaf felt extremely humiliated and his eyes glowed red.

"go to hell."

Badaletaf rushed forward, hugged Kyle, shattered all the holy seals in his body, and prepared to meet the God of Beasts.

The next moment, under Badaletaf's perception, the figure in his arms disappeared and appeared a hundred kilometers away.

"space……"

"boom--"

Huge energy shocks surged in all directions, space was damaged, and space storms appeared in the real space.

Looking at the ten thousand meter long hole, Kyle felt a little regretful.

With his current strength, he can defeat the opponent but cannot kill him, so he can only resort to this method.

He is now at the peak of the low-level soul consciousness, and it is estimated that it will take another two years to engrave the fourth combat skill on his soul ring and be promoted to a mid-level soul consciousness knight.

As for the mage profession, he has only reached the second-ring Soul Level Mage, and he still has a long way to go before he can be promoted to the third-ring Soul Level Mage.

As for this intermediate-level Holy Seal priest, his professional level is equivalent to the peak of the intermediate soul consciousness, and his combat power is equivalent to a professional who has four combat skills engraved on his soul ring, or an intermediate-level four-ring soul consciousness mage.

Under Kyle's gaze, the broken space began to slowly repair itself and the space storm gradually dissipated.

After a moment, Kyle retracted his two clones and flew towards the ground.

Half an hour later, after crossing a million meters in altitude, Kyle returned to the city of Soller.

……

Thirty kilometers west of Soller City, Irus looked at the enemy with a very gloomy expression.

In order to cover the evacuation of the troops, two low-level warriors of the family's Holy Seal stayed behind to delay the enemy's strongmen. They haven't returned yet, so they must have met with an accident.

"Someone is coming."

Upon hearing this, a general said loudly: "My Lord Marquis, please give your orders."

"Beat the drums, fight to the death."

"Yes."

These more than 60,000 people, as direct troops under Irus, did not riot when facing the enemy in front of them. Under the command of officers at all levels, they formed a military formation and prepared to fight to the death.

In the distance, Weilin watched the enemy change their formation and gave orders: "The enemy has not yet established a firm foothold. Let the magic cannon troops begin to attack. At the same time, order Hebrew and his Ice Bear Knights to cut into the enemy camp from the left wing, and the Star-Moon Knights to attack from the left wing. Greg will lead the infantry. After three rounds of magic cannon attacks, launch a charge."

"Yes, my lord."

The order was given, and the magic artillery troops adjusted the firing angle of the muzzle and fired energy balls at the enemy camp.

A large number of soldiers were evaporated, and the Irus Legion began to become chaotic.

"Those who flee will be killed, and those who disobey orders will be killed without mercy."

The roar spread throughout the wilderness. Everyone calmed down and reorganized their troops despite the destructive blow from the energy ball.

Under the terrifying attack, the Irus Legion quickly formed a battle formation.

"There are enemy troops on the left wing."

Irus turned his head and saw a group of knights with more than 10,000 people rushing towards the left wing, which had not yet been fully organized.

Seeing his soldiers being slaughtered, Irus' eyes turned red and he commanded the nearest troops to resist.

These are all his direct troops, the foundation of the Scrabster family.

"There are enemy knights on the right wing."

"Front, front..."

Under the opponent's unethical attack, the Irus Legion, which had not yet completely changed its formation, was completely dispersed. The soldiers did not recognize their generals, and the generals did not recognize their soldiers. In just ten minutes, the army completely collapsed.

"what--"

Irus roared helplessly and was pulled off his horse by his loyal guards. His armor was forcibly taken off and given to someone of similar size and appearance.

"Master, you must survive." Under the protection of the guards, Irus had no choice but to abandon his troops and flee to the north.