In the battlefield of civil strife in the golden capital of Veitalon, many monsters from the undead world were all killed. The large chunks of flesh and twisted limbs made people tremble and feel sick.

Under the orders of Emperor Leon, the Imperial Army and the Revolutionary Army collided again, and some new variables occurred.

Some nobles from various territories in the empire, in the name of paying homage to the king and killing rebels, brought their own private armies to support the empire. They were a considerable fighting force.

They all understood that they rarely did any good deeds on weekdays, but did a lot of bad deeds. They were passengers on the same boat as His Majesty the Emperor.

If you win, you will continue to be prosperous and wealthy. If you lose, you will have to face the liquidation of the new king.

As the saying goes, there are three fires when a new official takes office. Although I don’t know who the new king is, what is certain is that once a new king is born, the fire will burn on him sooner or later.

Therefore, assuming that Lyon would definitely lose, speculation about the next emperor of the empire also developed into many different versions in a short period of time.

Some people say that the eldest prince is brave and mighty, and has the shadow of the late emperor Heron Baden. Some people say that the eldest princess Celia is outstanding and has a greater influence. Some people think that the three princesses are talented and have the strongest power behind them.

People support me.

Some people even think that the current Queen Josephine can imitate Queen Skadi.

"The world of the immortal, well, the universe is really messy." Siatt, who was ingenious and ingenious, quickly made a paper pinwheel and gave it to Little Venus' other soft and warm little hand to hold, like pampering a real child.

The eldest lady may also be a good wife and mother in the future.

Little Venus was brought back by Yuena. Everyone knew her and didn't think it was a surprise.

Moreover, her soft and cute appearance, which is only four or five years old, is completely irresistible. She is similar to the invincible beautiful girl Naiyali. Although she knows that this girl is a god, her appearance does not really have a sense of majesty.

Wearing a fluttering plain white dress, her hair was shiny and translucent, she was wearing two winged headdresses, and her little face had a little baby fat. Yimi Wu couldn't help but look at her, a little curious.

Just now, Ye Lin boasted in an exaggerated way, what kind of collision of supreme power, from the present to the past, from the past to the future, the stars withered in pieces, and the avenues were all wiped out...

Yimiwu didn't know Venus, and after hearing how powerful he was, he really thought that there was a problem with time, and he stayed in the void for too long, and he and the yellow-faced woman gave birth to daughters.

Little Venus was handed over to the curator's arms, snuggled up quietly and sweetly, wearing crystal sandals, with a pair of white and smooth calves~ For Little Venus, the curator's arms are warm and maternal, and provide a sense of security, but

There is obviously a lack of space for activities.

She lowered her head and glanced at the plump and proud figure under the material of the curator's uniform, and then glanced at Yuena who looked like a courageous blessing panel, and she suddenly understood.

"This girl, her inexplicable eyes are a bit subtle~" Yuena twitched the corner of her mouth, wanting to pinch her little face.

"Actually, it can be seen now that he doesn't have to worry about raising a baby at all." Mavis said thoughtfully, glancing at a certain scumbag, and Ye Lin couldn't even hug little Venus.

There are so many family members, and unless all of them are pregnant within two or three years, there are plenty of people to help take care of the baby.

The eldest girl Fenai doesn't know anything now, she's not even a month old yet, she eats and sleeps, and has a dedicated team of maids to serve her.

No one on the battlefield knew that Ye Lin and others had returned. They all thought that he was being targeted by the mysterious gods, and that his departure would be a disaster.

God, in the hearts of people in Arad continent, there is no distinction between high and low, strong and weak, they are all invincible.

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"Quickly, support His Majesty the Emperor and eliminate the rebels. This is the work of the King and brings glory and wealth!"

Count Guderian Marino was surrounded by an elite group of knights and led some 5,000 troops from his territory to attack all the way, preparing to support the imperial capital.

This is the greatest crisis in the history of the empire, but in the eyes of politicians, it is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

What kind of transfer experiments, the Imperial Research Institute, as long as the empire suppresses the resistance, there are many ways to eliminate the bad effects.

Not only is history written by the victors, but at this moment, whoever has the biggest fist is the absolute truth.

The rapid hooves of horses trampled the smoke everywhere, and the silver armor of the knights gleamed dazzlingly in the sun. Count Guderian indulged in drinking and debauchery, which made his body weak and fat. Now he has traveled a long way and his mind is dizzy.

"If I had known, I should have used Magadha." He cursed secretly, sweat dripping down his forehead, making it blurry and unable to see the outline of the imperial capital at all.

At the same time, on the only road leading from Earl Guderian's territory to the imperial capital, there was a group of people whose decoration style was completely different from that of the empire. Although the number was small, their auras were fierce and cold, and they had a fierce look on their faces.

The sunny weather also suddenly added a bit of chilliness.

"Damn transfer experiment. If Knight Lobach hadn't shown us the way to escape, we would have become a pile of historical dust. As for our names, no one knows them. We will only be collectively called victims or experiments.

body."

The speaker was a man who looked like a captain. His left arm was bright red and twisted. He was not wearing a ghost binding. He had undergone a certain degree of alienation and seemed to have formed a blood armor.

Men, women, old and young, patients with ghost hands, people with supernatural powers, and even practitioners of various systems are all material samples for transfer experiments, and most of them are captured by force.

He was a survivor of the Biermark test site, or he should have been the one who successfully escaped and did not undergo the transfer experiment.

When he came back from hell, his hatred for the empire was overwhelming. However, he was still very weak at that time and could only endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden.

Now he has the peak power of an awakened person. After hearing that a large-scale resistance broke out in the empire, he immediately set out with his friends who were in trouble back then.

Among the group of ghost swordsmen who escaped, each took a different path. Some practiced swordsmanship, some unlocked the chain seal, and some ate blind grass.

In terms of strength, they range from professionals to awakened ones, but their hatred for the empire is absolutely the same.

The reason why they were able to accurately snipe Count Guderian was because of the intelligence provided by the Revolutionary Army and the assistance of the Celia Chamber of Commerce.

Shiku, who was staring into the distance, gripped the magic gun tightly, his inner fighting spirit gradually rising, and he teased him: "Would you like to take some donkey glue blood supplement capsules in advance?"

"I've eaten." He replied calmly.

"Uh..." Shiku choked, then asked curiously: "By the way, don't the berserkers who use blood as their power have a secret method that can extract the blood of their enemies and turn it into their own strength? Why are you still anemic every day?"

Even the highly effective aid potion from the Celia Chamber of Commerce cannot quickly replenish his lost blood, which requires a process.

"Nonsense." An anemia patient rolled his eyes and explained: "Blood energy is divided into blood and qi. Absorbing the other party's qi is the mental ability and magic power. There is no problem, but the blood... Who knows if the other party has any infectious diseases or something?

Or a family history of genetics.”

Moreover, although the medicine can heal injuries and replenish magic power, hematopoiesis is a continuous process. Besides, you must not allow yourself to develop drug resistance and dependence.

"Here we come!" Another magic gunner said suddenly. His face and neck were covered with dark magic lines. Although he was clearly bathed in the sun, he looked like a dark ghost.

The magic spear in his hand is eager to tear apart the enemy's body. The magic spearman's innate fighting spirit is stirring. That damn arena is a nightmare that lingers.

Being able to take revenge on the empire that was inferior to pigs and dogs and repay the suffering he suffered, a strange smile slowly appeared on his lips.

"Uh..." Shiku rolled his eyes again. His companion was good in every respect and handsome, but when he smiled, his face would become inexplicably funny.

"Haha, come all, and leave no one behind." The bright red gushing blood condensed into a bloody blade, the eyes were scarlet, the fierce fighting spirit shook the earth, and the roar was as shocking as a demon.
Chapter completed!