"Your Majesty Winter!" Roslade's legs weakened and kneeled on the ground.

It is hard to imagine that this strong earth knight could actually scream as high as a woman, like a turkey stuck in his neck.

"Rose Ryder, the first sergeant of the Metton Snow Wolf Legion, is the strength of the Earth Knight. He has a viscount in the Metton Empire. Your father is Trier Ryder. He died in the Emerald Fortress in 2875. He is a brave general. Unfortunately, you did not inherit your father's valiantness. When the Emerald Fortress started, you should have shrunk on the city wall."

Shivi walked to Roslade with his hands behind his back.

The knight boots stomped on the hard stone floor with a "click" sound.

Every time he took a step forward, Roslade knelt in horror and took a step back, as if facing a beast that chose people to eat.

"Your behavior now violates military discipline. I will sentence you to death as the first commander of the Emerald Fortress." Xiwei's tone was faint, and it sounded like he was chatting with Roslade.

"No! Your Majesty, I will never dare to do it again. I am just a little obsessed with it. Please give me another chance, please!" Roslade was so scared that he was full of fear.

After the war, the officer wearing brand new leather boots and leather armor, still exuding an aromatic smell, and his smooth and shiny hair knelt in a mess at the feet of King Winter and kowtowed wildly.

"Give you a chance?" The smile on Xiwei's face completely cooled down. The corners of his mouth were facing down, the lines on his face became sharp, and the ice swords were hidden in his azure blue eyes, which was cold and cold.

"So have you given these soldiers a chance?"

Shivi walked to the wounded soldier who had been punched by Roslade and looked at him, his heart swelling with anger.

The soldier's face was covered in blood and black gray, and one of his ears was bitten off. The undead energy corroded his flesh like a bone-attached gangrene.

He glared wide, covered his heart with his left hand, and looked at the ceiling unwillingly.

He is dead.

Maybe he is not afraid of death.

The reason for his anger was that the last money he left for his family was cruelly taken away by a demon dressed in an officer's skin.

Maybe his family will live a harder life because of this.

So he was unwilling to accept it, he was angry.

He died with his eyes open.

"The wounded soldiers should have received the best treatment, but you moved them to this small space for your own selfish desires. You are afraid that they will not die fast enough, right?" Shive turned around and stared at the panicked Roslade.

At the same time, he waved his hand and ordered Lori to perform healing on the soldiers.

Their situation is very bad.

Even the water of life cannot save them.

"I..." Roslade opened his mouth, unable to tell, and finally he lowered his head dejectedly.

"I am the Earth Knight of Meton, you have no right to deal with me." He seemed to have accepted his fate, showing a cold expression of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. He looked at the ground and continued in a mechanical and emotional voice:

"If you kill me, it is very likely that this incident will provoke a dispute between the two countries. Now that the war has just ended, no one wants to continue to be involved in the war."

Shivey was too lazy to talk nonsense to Roslade.

He ordered Cramont to take Roslade to the Emerald Fortress Central Schoolyard, and at the same time asked the soldiers around him to find a sapling.

He planned to use the power of the Life Tree Spirit to create the water of life to help the soldiers of the Emerald Fortress recover quickly.

It was still too slow to rely on the priests of the Winter City to perform healing techniques.

"Your Majesty! You can't kill me! My uncle is one of Meton's grand dukes, you can't kill me..."

Roslade was dragged out by Cramont with his neck, and the shouts blew into this small place of sin along the cold wind. Then they gradually turned into abuse, and there was an extra fishy smell in the wind.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the plot task. You survived in this plot. The world line has been corrected and you will receive the reward: Holy Spirit Horn]

【Villain Mission Refreshed】

[Villain Mission 1: Invade the Metton Empire and kill the reactionary nobles]

[Villain Mission 2: Invade the Kalanri Empire and kill the reactionary nobles]

[Villain Mission 3: As a villain emperor, you have obtained huge territory in many wars. The larger the territory, the easier it is to cause trouble. Please consolidate your throne (current status: a piece of loose sand)]

System prompts float out one by one.

Then he felt a slump in his waist, and he took it up in a vague way, and saw a small horn on his belt.

The horn is milky white overall.

There are mysterious golden patterns engraved on it, emitting a holy glimmer.

He turned around and walked out of the small space where the wounded soldiers gathered, took Lori to the dragon, ordered Connae to fly in the direction of the schoolyard, and also checked the specific information of the [Holy Spirit Horn].

【Holy Spirit Horn (the only strange thing)】

According to your current strength, the lowest legendary level, the highest demigod level of Hao Angel fights for you. The minimum time for Hao Angel to exist is 30 minutes according to your strength, and the maximum is permanent.

Characteristic 1: Immortality: The angel of Hao will not truly die. After being destroyed, its soul will return to the Holy Spirit Horn. If the Holy Spirit Horn is not damaged, you can continue to summon the angel of Hao to fight the next day.

Feature 2: Friends of the Holy Spirit: After having the Holy Spirit Horn, all your attacks will be burning with the Holy Flame of Light (the damage to the evil faction is increased by 50%), but you will be like a scorching sun in the vision of evil forces such as demons and undead. (The hostility of evil forces to you is increased by 100%, and on the battlefield, you will be listed as a target for early killing)

After reading the message of [Holy Spirit Horn].

Xiwei quickly calmed down his increasingly rapid breathing.

After all, Lori was sitting in front of him, leaning softly in his arms, and had looked at him with strange and ambiguous eyes many times.

Another world wonder.

Although there are few characteristics, the effect is undoubtedly very powerful.

After a series of battles, Xiwei deeply felt that he lacked top power.

Although it was already very terrifying that he had come to this point from a small earl in less than half a year, the history of the mainland will not change because of these.

As long as the legendary existence is not old enough to block his face, there are mountains that are suppressing him from breathing.

Even if the Emerald Battle is suppressed by the Star Dew Saint Sword, it can only drive away the Ghost Dragon Engus at most, and it will not be able to beat him half to death like the Thunder Titan.

Besides, fortunately, the demigod-level Titan that suddenly appeared this time is considered a friendly force.

If a demigod-level enemy emerges, what other ways will he do besides praying that the angel will actively communicate with him?

Now, he finally didn't have so many concerns.

The Holy Spirit's horn was like a shot of heart-warming agent, which made his brows, which had been locked after the Emerald Battle, relaxed, and the tense lines on his face softened a lot.

...

...

at the same time.

The highest heaven, in the endless wandering place of sleep.

Angel Lewinster suddenly sat up from his crystal coffin.

He looked dazed, and after a while, a trace of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

Touch your waist.

My horn was indeed gone.

There are dense coffins around.

You can see an angel with a peaceful expression lying in every crystal coffin.

I looked at the cloudy sky and was experiencing a moment of deity.

Lewinster walked to the crystal coffin next door, first glanced at his robes, then pulled out a few nearby weeds, and picked up a fallen leaf and wrapped it into a leaf cigarette.

His fingers showed pale flames and lit the cigarette, put them to his mouth and took a sip, leaning lazily on his old friend's coffin, spitting out a silver-armored angel-like smoke ring, and sighed softly:
Chapter completed!