Chapter 49 The King's War (I)

When Avis and others were about to arrive in Retten City, a slightly tired voice rang in Avis' mind.

"Sorry, I've been sleeping for a while this time... Now I've woken up, the king of the world."

After hearing this voice, Avis couldn't help but smile. The owner of this voice was Amos Zhu Yue, the devil who once trampled the world. Of course, he is still too weak now, and it is almost impossible for him to reappear his former glorious combat power.

At this time, Ivis also saw a prompt illuminating: he could transform into the "Blood Angel" and borrow the power of Emos. At the same time, his epic skill "Star Raider" skill level +1.

Emos was the former demon king, who stood at the top of this world. Borrowing his power can certainly increase his power significantly, but it will also slowly lead Ivis to fall into a dark state. He is the king, and in fact he does not need to borrow Emos' power anymore.

Of course, there is another terrible thing in Avis that can prevent him from being completely controlled by Amos. That is the ‘system’. Which game will make the player lose his will? So Avis is confident that no matter what kind of thing controlled by the mind, he cannot directly change his will.

This is also the greatest reliance for him to dare to embark on the path of the Demon King. He has not yet verified that in the spiritual space, he is completely unaffected by the chaotic aura of demons, and even the defiled artifacts cannot pollute his spirit. After fusing with Amos, an extremely chaotic will surged into his mind, but it still could not make him lose his original heart. Although all this seemed to be the power of the king, Avis could feel that the power of the king had almost been exerted, and a mysterious force destroyed the power of the former Demon King completely.

However, Ivis didn't know whether his prediction was 100% correct. Shaking his head, Ivis decided not to think so much.

"I haven't slept for a long time this time... How much have you recovered?" Avis's mouth smiled slightly.

But Emmos smiled bitterly: "Not much...I woke up because I felt another drop of my blood."

The eternal elves rode on the horse, and the soldiers were nervously prepared because they were about to fight. Even the Teutonic warriors had a look of nervousness in their eyes. From their rapid breathing, they could see that they were already in a state of excitement and tension.

But after hearing Aimos's words, Avis fell into deep thought. Aimos's voice continued to come: "My last three drops of blood represent my three powers. But the only thing that contains my original consciousness is the only drop of blood on you. Now, I sense another drop of blood... He may meet you. After that, he will fight you."

After Avis pondered for a long time, he raised his head: "Since he dares to come, then kill him."

Then kill it. It is easy and neat. Not to mention swallowing the drop of blood and making yourself stronger, nor to do anything to prepare for the upcoming battle. Then kill it.

Amos was silent. Perhaps this was the will of the kings. Standing on the heads of too many people and looking down at the entire sky, they did have their pride and charm.

In front of him, a faint shouting sound suddenly came. The shouting sound seemed to be shocking the sky. The Teutonic warriors standing behind Avis were a little nervous at this time. They looked at each other and clenched their weapons.

The Eternal Elf let his mount take a few steps forward slowly, and then his eyes looked forward to the front, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He slowly stretched out his hand: "The whole army is ready to set up a formation!"

The Teutonic warriors got off the horse. They held their shields and held long swords in their hands. White and black flags were raised.

After hundreds of years of silence, the black flag finally floated on this land again. When the flag was noisy and boasted, facing the spring breeze, everyone felt a sense of passion.

The once extremely brilliant heroic army stood in front of everyone again. Their ancestors were once extremely brilliant, and at this moment, they will reappear this kind of glory!

The sword was pulled out, and the Teutonic warriors stood up straight. They stood on the high ground, looking so dazzling under the sun in the sky.

The Eternal Elf looked around and said, "The White Stone Knight takes a detour to support the rear of Leiteng City. The long-range troops are guarding against the attacks on the local flanks. Finally... Teutonic Warrior, listen to my order!"

After receiving the order, the white army drove away like a tide. Joan of Arc, who was riding in the front, turned around and glanced at the smiling young commander. At this moment, this person showed a temperament, a convincing temperament. This confident smile was surprised by everyone.

The eternal elves slowly raised their hands. The Teutonic warriors who had already formed a square formation were silent. At this moment, they had abandoned their nervous feelings. They might have been just farmers, just ordinary people before. But at this moment, they were wearing armor, Teutonic warriors, and the strongest army that has gloriously shined an era!

At this time, the Vikings also discovered the situation here. They quickly made a move, and some people turned around and they set up a formation to prepare for the battle.

But when they saw the flying flag, they were shocked.

Commander Edward, who was commanding the battle, turned his head and saw the army in the sun. When he saw the flag, his heart couldn't help but beat violently.

He naturally knew the legend. The army wearing black and white battle robe, the army that dared to launch a death charge against tens of thousands of magicians at the most critical moment. They had a belief that as long as their flags were still flying, they would not fail!

"Hurry! The whole army is ready!" Edward was already a little nervous at this time. Although there were only more than a thousand people coming, if this was really a Teutonic warrior, it would definitely be a nightmare.

The troops attacking the city wall immediately turned the guns. They looked directly in front of Avis and began to wait.

Helois, who was standing next to Ivis, said, "Don't you use any tricks?"

"The battle now requires no strategy." Avis shook his head, "I want others to know that the Teutonic warriors are back. So they need the most amazing victory... victory in the frontal battle."

Sak took a deep breath, and slowly picked up his bow and arrow and walked to the side. He wanted to lead his troops to provide long-range support.

The eternal elf's hand held high slowly lowered.

This is a signal of attack.

After receiving this signal, all the Teutonic warriors slowly raised the sword in their hands. They were silent at the moment, but they knew what they were going to face.

Since the summer flowers are short, it is better to bloom their own brilliance. What the Teutonic warriors need is such a glory. They held their swords and shouted the word, and rushed forward.

This time, at the forefront of the team was the eternal elf. An endless sword appeared in his hand, and the epic glory immediately shone on this battlefield. The sound of the army galloping past was more shocking than anything else.

"Did you just rush over like this?" Edward raised his brows slightly. After that, he began to ask the archers to prepare to shoot the arrows. But at this moment, something else that was terrified in everyone's hearts happened.

The soldiers charging ahead began to burst out from fighting spirit. Generally speaking, this scene can be seen in any war. But at this moment, these stars are not occasionally bursting out among millions of troops. At this moment, these stars gathered together and formed a river.

All of these people have fighting spirit!

They shouted the word, and they burst out their fighting spirit. They took neat steps and charged forward at speeds no less than galloping horses.

Listening to the uniform roar behind him, Avis also firmly held his sword high. He also used all his strength to howl the word with the Teutonic warrior behind him.

"For the sake of death!"

Life is short, but it can shine with the brightest light. They are not for victory or to eliminate the enemy. They fight for death. Forces with such a belief are terrible because no enemy can make them afraid.

Anyone will be afraid of death, the eternal darkness after death, and the endless loneliness after death. But what if a person, a group of people, and an army no longer fears after death?

These Teutonic warriors were defeated and may fail in the future. They may even all be in the eternal darkness. However, no one, no one can conquer them.

Because, they conquered death.

When the rain of arrows came, the light of the fighting spirit immediately knocked the arrows away. Some were injured, and some even died after being shot. But no one stopped. They were extremely firm in their beliefs at this moment.

When death cannot be feared, he is already a strong man.

But when an army of strong men came over, it was extremely desperate.

ps1: Cough, try a new way to describe battles. The original battle is indeed quite tragic. If you have the chance to change it.
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