attack, but riots ensued within the city.

The ground suddenly trembled strangely, and then the floor tiles and red soil poured into the sky like a fountain. "Wow..." A thirty-foot-wide hole suddenly appeared on the inside of the city wall, completely swallowing dozens of guards.

Those who were ordered to fly out of the cave were severed limbs and arms with vicious bite marks. Countless pairs of blood-red eyes appeared at the bottom of the dark cave. The ghoul engineers who were kept captive by the Raven Corps dug directly into the city with their sharp claws and launched an attack.

A surprise surprise.

The defenders were in chaos. "Boom!" The second swing of the battering ram completely destroyed a city gate. The door pressed dozens of St. Bollen soldiers underneath. Before they could push the wooden planks away, the ground collapsed.

The dragoons galloped past the door heavily, their sharp spears taking away the lives of every resister in their path.

On the skyline, the red stone castle was silhouetted into a black silhouette by the blazing flames, and a gray torrent mixed with golden light spots was pouring into the city gate. It was a cavalry team led by the Golden Earth Dragon Knight. "It's just a matter of time."

Forty minutes, old friend, if the servant team composed of prisoners of war and slaves can support it for a while, it will take even less time." The legion commander seemed dissatisfied, leaning on the back of his seat and shaking his head gently.

"No, it has already impressed me deeply." The red-robed mage said expressionlessly.

"As for you, my poet friend, have you thought about the concluding sentence of "Silasaka"? It must rhyme." Avraim looked down at the bard kneeling on the ground.

"...You can't destroy the glory of St. Bollen..." The old poet gritted his teeth, and just after he said half a sentence, a big hand appeared on his temple, with a crisp "pop" sound, and the statue of the Legion Commander

He crushed the old man's head into pieces like a grape. "That's enough, it already rhymes, didn't you notice?" He shook the gun in his hand, ignored the beast behind him, and walked straight towards the burning castle.

go.

"What are you going to do now, Avraim?" the red-robed mage asked.

"Enjoy the victory." The legion commander waved his hand.

The red-robed mage squinted his eyes and watched the man slowly walking towards the purgatory of blood and fire in the warm sunshine of the spring afternoon. He couldn't help but remind him: "Don't forget the secret order of Emperor Yelizawetan! Regarding the bloodline that must be eradicated...

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Chapter completed!