Chapter 155 Honor Warrior "He Is Not a Human Being! Don't Blame Me!" (Two in One)

The silver-haired "human" woman, wearing a ring armor and a black hooded robe, wielded a huge sword in both hands and took the lead in breaking into the rear of the main force of the city defense army.

And this silver-haired woman seemed to have strength that did not match her body shape.

Swish!

Every swing of the giant sword was terrifying. The city defense army was either cut in half or split in half vertically.

However, when a team of heavy armored infantrymen who also held huge swords came to stop them, they stopped the woman's assault momentum.

Clang!

Ding!

As the two sides fought and blocked, the harsh metal clanging began to spread rhythmically around.

But the woman squatted and jumped with power, and she bounced herself into the air, and completed the movements of twisting and swinging the sword very skillfully, successfully cutting off the heads of several heavy armored infantrymen.

Trample, trample!

But as soon as they fell back to the ground, the remaining heavy-armored infantry also completed the encirclement formation, preparing to strangle the silver-haired woman together.

At this moment;

"For the Lord! For humanity!"

"Death awaits you, a fellow with human blood flowing in your body but no honor at all!"

More than a hundred warriors dressed as free mercenaries and adventurers roared and quickly rushed into the rear of the city defense army.

Although this group of warriors was not as agile as the silver-haired woman, their strength and speed were still overwhelming for the city defense army. In addition, their unexpected sudden attack caught them off guard.

At the same time, the commotion caused by her comrades also gave the silver-haired woman an opportunity to squat and slash, cutting off the knees and calves of the heavy-armored soldiers one by one.

"Ah!!"

"My leg!"

In an instant, a heart-wrenching cry of pain rose.

The heavy-armored soldiers who lost their ability to move fell to the ground and struggled.

However, the silver-haired woman had a beautiful face, but she had no mercy on the enemy. She continued to swing the giant sword, cutting and piercing the necks and hearts of the heavy-armored infantrymen one by one.

In fact, this silver-haired woman and her more than 100 comrades were the main universe night walkers (vampires) and werewolves, that is, special operations units (ASOU), who had sneaked into the capital at some unknown time and were on standby, and only obeyed the orders and mobilization of the owner of Atlas.

Usually, they prefer the name "Glory Warrior".

After all, half of them were once members of the Glory Legion, and in order to keep the bottom line and defend the glory, they endured nearly 600 years of physical and mental torture, and even lost the ability to speak.

But with the help of Atlas' unique nano-medical technology and exclusive rehabilitation training, they successfully recovered.

In addition, the Atlas Biological Department also invested a lot of funds and resources to carry out additional "treatment" for the night walkers among the Glory Warriors, that is, a layer of nano-level polyester was implanted on the skin surface and the cornea of ​​the eye to block ultraviolet rays.

In this way, even in the bright daylight, they can still move normally and perform infiltration tasks better, and will no longer be affected or harmed by the sun.

As for the identity of the silver-haired woman, she is actually a mixed-race of human, vampire, and werewolf, Leroya, and she is also the strongest individual soldier among the honor warriors.

Therefore, facing the sudden attack of a hundred honor warriors, the main force of the city defense army with a scale of 3,000 people was unable to make an effective response strategy, and fell into a passive situation for a while.

Not to mention that Dorn, Vulcan, Thorjan and dozens of dwarves at this time were like a sharp knife, directly disintegrating the first line of defense of the city defense army.

In comparison, the efficiency and morale of the two underage primarchs far surpassed Leroya and a hundred honor warriors.

In the center of the battle formation;

"Hold on! Hold on! The second to sixth infantry teams block the mobs on both sides!

The musketeers and crossbowmen are ready to focus their fire on the two inhuman teenagers!"

The baron in charge of commanding the city defense army commanded loudly.

As one of the confidants of the Minister of State, the baron's dress is extremely luxurious.

In the sun, the scale armor reflects the dazzling golden light, and its fine lines and shiny surface are dazzling; the dark purple brocade robe embroidered with gold thread totems shows his noble status.

This outfit alone is enough to cover the three-year expenses of the garrison in Shahai Town.

No wonder the baron, or the nobles behind the baron, chose to fully support the Minister of State. The root cause is to maintain their own privileged class and the monopoly of wealth, resources and political status.

Even if the new emperor personally arrives in the imperial capital, the nobles will never let go of their power easily, so political assassinations and armed conflicts are inevitable, it is only a matter of time.

Now the "uprising" inspired by Dorn and Vulcan in advance has saved their fathers a lot of trouble.

At this time.

The so-called infantry team can't slow down the pace of the two primarchs at all.

The city defenders who tried to stop them were all smashed to pieces by hammers, or cut in half by giant swords.

The most important thing is that, apart from the whistling sound of the giant hammers and giant swords being swung, no one could clearly see the movements of Dorn and Vulkan.

Even the concentrated fire attacks of the musketeers and crossbowmen, regardless of friendly fire, could not cause any damage to the Primarch...

The human wave tactic is ineffective? !

The baron standing in the center of the array saw that the Primarch seemed to be heading straight for his head, and no one or anything could stop him. He immediately understood that unless he called for the support of the wizard and directly launched a wave of magic bombardment on this block, it would be possible to kill the Primarch.

Clang!

However, as a noble, the baron was conceited that he could resist for a while, and wanted to show off by the way. He drew his sword, his eyes were firm, and he stared at the front.

When Dorn and Vulkan were about to break through the defense line in front of them, the blade of the baron's sword began to flash a faint purple light, and as the baron swung his sword vigorously-

Whisper--! !

The blade released a burst of extremely high temperature, but dim purple flames, which directly devoured and burned the city defense troops along the track, and completely enveloped Dorn and Vulkan.

"Ah...!!"

"Why..."

"Save me! Save me...!"

In a short moment, a shrill scream resounded in the flames.

The city defense soldiers abandoned by their commander wanted to escape and seek help from their comrades around them, but the magic flames had a strong corrosive ability.

In just a few seconds, the clothes, skin, and flesh of the city defense soldiers were burned to ashes, leaving only the skeletons wearing helmets and armor lying on the ground.

"..."

Witnessing this tragic scene, the other city defense soldiers involuntarily stepped back, and their eyes under the helmets revealed fear and confusion, looking at the initiator of all this.

Seeing this, the baron was calm in his heart and thought that the death of his subordinates was justified, but he still carried out superficial appeasement work and said passionately:

"They are heroes who suppressed the mob! Their sacrifice laid the foundation for our victory! After this rebellion is over, they will all be given the title of knight!"

"What a hero! You are a jerk!"

However, a curse that the baron could not understand was heard by everyone as Dorne rushed out of the flames.

Dorne, who was burned by high temperature and corroded by magic, had white hair and eyebrows that looked like they were burned by fire, and his clothes were mostly burned, but he was not hurt overall.

Dorne, who rushed out of the flames, immediately raised the Storm Sword and slashed at the baron with all his strength.

His face was angry, burned, and blackened, making Dorne, who should have been a handsome boy, become "ferocious".

! !

At this moment, the baron, who could barely see Dorne's movements, no longer had any luck...

Run!

He had to escape from here!

What kind of noble pride? !

Survival is the most important thing in this world, nothing else.

So the baron quickly put down his sword and took out a sheepskin scroll from his inner armor, apparently preparing to teleport quickly and escape from here.

But as soon as the baron opened the scroll, he heard a "sizzle!"...

His body had been split in two from top to bottom by Dorne's giant sword.

"Snap!" With two sounds, the baron's body was cut into two parts vertically, and he fell to the ground to the left and right.

Swish——!

Suddenly, the scroll burst out a dazzling blue light, taking the baron's body on the right side away from the scene, and disappeared.

"..."

Dorn was speechless.

Although Dorne did not have the slightest abuse mentality, he always felt that the act of chopping to death with a sword seemed to give the other party a quick death.

Forget it.

Dorne was too lazy to care about the half-broken thing. He raised the giant sword, looked around, and shouted:

"Your commander is dead! If you don't want to become a dead soul under my sword, put down your weapon immediately and surrender voluntarily!!"

Hu————!

At this moment, a whirlwind of ice with a biting cold wind completely extinguished the flames.

Vulkan walked to his brother unscathed, and with his 1.9-meter height and extremely strong physique, he carried the frost hammer on one shoulder and glanced at the city defense soldiers who were in a dilemma.

The dilemma was because once surrendered, it meant giving up the privileged class.

But the result of fighting to the end was only death.

And the Baron's behavior of burning his colleagues without scruples in order to kill Dorn and Vulkan had already chilled the hearts of the surrounding city defense soldiers.

So——

"Baron Sted is not a human being, why should we continue to be loyal? Besides, he is dead... I surrender!"

A city defense captain who was almost caught in the flames said with resentment, and immediately threw away his weapons and helmets.

"Me too!"

"Don't kill me..."

The city defense soldiers who were already afraid of being killed by their primarch brothers saw someone taking the lead, so they no longer had any concerns and threw away their weapons and helmets and chose to surrender.

At this stage, keeping their lives is the primary goal.

"Hey hey hey!!"

At this time, Lei Ruoya, who was behind the front line, started talking again.

She first picked up a two-handed sword with one hand, easily carried it to a heavy infantryman, and said with a smile:

"Little brother, weren't you very brave just now? Come on, keep picking up your weapons, I haven't killed enough."

"!!"

The heavy infantry shook his head repeatedly and tried to stay away from the "mad woman" in front of him.

Although Lei Ruoya's deterrent effect is far inferior to that of the original body, this three-race hybrid likes to laugh "Hahaha!" when swinging the sword to kill people, just like a crazy lunatic.

This has a great psychological shadow on the city defense army who have no actual combat experience.

At the same time, Lei Ruoya's move also accelerated the surrender progress.

Coupled with the entry of the civilian "army" commanded and led by Pietro, the morale of the city defense army completely collapsed, and they completely lost their fighting spirit.

In less than half an hour, this block was temporarily liberated.

Dorn, Vulcan and others also joined Leroya and the Honor Warriors.

Dorn raised his head slightly and looked at Leroya, who was 30 centimeters taller than him and was a devout "fan" of his father, and asked:

"Ms. Vitellius, when did you sneak into the imperial capital?"

Hearing this, Leroya replied cheerfully: "Six days ago, your father, Mr. Sui Yang, the lord we believe in, sent us Honor Warriors to follow you when you left for a trip.

After sneaking into the capital, we ate and drank in the tavern in the east of the city... ahem, it was infiltration and reconnaissance, and we provided you with protection in secret. .

As for helping you to revolt... "

As Lei Ruoya said this, she looked around and continued to smile:

"The Lord had long anticipated that you might use the contradiction between privilege and the civilian class to stimulate an armed uprising in advance, so we are the most trustworthy and most useful armed unit for you two brothers.

By the way, the Lord also said that he knew your intentions... Well, I don't know what the Lord meant, I hope you two can guess it. "

At the end, Lei Ruoya waved her hand slightly confused.

!

Dorn and Vulcan understood the deep meaning of their father's words, which also showed that everything they did, their father seemed to have anticipated it? Or "seen it in his eyes"?!

Next.

The two seemed to be full of fighting spirit, and were ready to rely on Lei Ruoya and the Honor Warriors, as well as more and more residents who chose to resist, to completely overthrow the empire with the Minister of State as regent.

——

...

At the same time.

The core location of the capital, the imperial palace, which is much larger than the town, is located here.

And in the throne room on the upper floor of the palace;

Shua——!

Blue light flashed.

Pah!

Half of the baron's body fell from midair and hit the carpet, causing blood, intestines and organs to flow out uncontrollably, and also made the golden armored guards stationed in the hall alert instantly.

"Sed?"

But the Minister of State Alandi Otondil, who was sitting on the throne, wearing a purple brocade robe and wearing a crown without authorization, recognized at a glance that the half body was one of his trusted generals.

"Did the rebellion fail? This... How is this possible?!" Alandi muttered to himself in disbelief, and then looked at the guards beside him and roared:

"Keep the body, but send someone to find out the situation in the east of the city immediately, quickly! Also, tell the archmage Sarui to come to the throne room to see me immediately!"

The guards saluted Alandi first, then left quickly and quickly conveyed the order to the outside world.

Not waiting for a while.

The solid wooden door slowly opened again, allowing a slightly thin wizard wearing a spotless white robe to walk into the throne room...

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