Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1353: Strong men gather together, and one word scares the heroes

Three days flew by.

In the past few days, there has been a turmoil in Sand Dune City. Nobles and powerful people from all walks of life have come in droves. Everyone has a premonition of the coming of a storm.

"I didn't expect you to come too."

"I originally planned to refuse, but something like this happened, so I wanted to come over and have a look."

Swish-!

A white rainbow-like shining sword light swept high in the sky, cut through the rolling sea of ​​clouds, tilted down, and landed on Pegasus Square.

The scorching sword blossoms dispersed, and the natural disaster sword master appeared wearing blue gold armor and carrying a golden holy sword on his back.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, a gray meteor fell into the city, and when it was about to hit the square, it braked suddenly, causing the gray force tide to oscillate and spread.

A tall middle-aged man stepped out of the Force tide. He had an unshaven beard and a slightly rough appearance. His punk-style gray mechanical armor had many Force arrays and lines on it, and a row of silver-gray metal pipes and exhaust holes on the back. Braving the heat.

The third speaker of the Steam Alliance, Daniel.

These two were the more active kings of this era and participated in the Beihai incident.

The Calamity Sword Master's slender body was covered in blue-gold holy armor, like a god of war. He raised his head slightly, revealing his heroic face under the helmet, and said:

"We arrived relatively late. Captain Richard, Elder Jiuxing and the others arrived the day before yesterday."

"There's no rush. The trial won't start until tomorrow morning. We're just joining in the fun."

Speaker Daniel shook his head and tapped the buttons on the right arm of the heavy mechanical armor.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The array of punk-style Force armor on his body lit up with orange-red luster, deformed sonorously, and gathered into a gray iron box, which he held in his hand.

The Calamity Sword Master's eyes lit up and he praised: "Your skills are getting better and better."

"It's okay. Compared to the "Golden Machine God" force armor built by the First Speaker, the performance of my "Black Steel King" is just okay."

Speaker Daniel chuckled.

"Black Steel King", "Silver Fire King", and "Golden Machine God" are the signatures of the three major leaders of the Steam Alliance. The Force Armor is the characteristic weapon of the Steam Alliance. Its effect is different from the traditional sacred armor, and it is between combat and combat. Between the puppet and the magic pattern construct.

The two kings chatted and walked towards the city hall.

"Juggernaut, what do you think of this incident?" Speaker Daniel asked casually, carrying a black metal box.

"Infighting."

The words of the Calamity Sword Saint are concise and concise.

He is the protector swordsman of the Seran Kingdom, and he is married to the sister of the current queen. Although he does not interfere in internal affairs, he has a keen sense of politics.

Not to mention whether Michel was purging the church's clergy for the purpose of justice, it is a bit wrong that this matter has made such a fuss.

Even if the Kingdom of Pharaoh and the Church do not deal with it, if the Pope is willing to come forward and promise enough benefits, can't this matter be suppressed?

But what is the church doing now?

The trial was held in public, for fear that the noise would not be loud enough.

In this matter, at least the Pope did nothing and allowed the people below to fight among themselves.

"It makes sense, I think so too."

Speaker Daniel nodded slightly and recognized the judgment of the Calamity Sword Master. He was about to express his opinion, but suddenly stopped and looked at the corner of the street.

A huge motorcade swaggered through the city's main roads, advancing mightily.

This convoy is composed of various luxury carriages and mounts. Earth dragons, blue-eyed bulls, and even one-horned white horses and other rare and exotic animals are dizzying. There are many knights composed of nobles and private soldiers in front of them to clear the way.

Dressed in bright clothes and angry horses, the momentum is extraordinary.

Various gorgeous flags were also flying in the motorcade, including the Storm Crown, the golden shield with the holy seal, the purple iris, the long sword made of silver fire... without exception, they all represented a certain prominent family.

Looking at this team, the Calamity Sword Master narrowed his eyes and said:

"The nobles of the Saint Joan Empire have arrived."

"If something like this happened, it would be strange if they didn't come. Many of the middle- and high-level clergy of the church are originally from noble families in the empire."

Speaker Daniel looked serious and responded.

The young man named Michel killed too hard this time. More than thirty middle- and senior-level clergymen, including four red archbishops, died.

And almost every person represents a family. There may be repeat or grassroots origins, but at least twenty nobles from the empire were offended and sent envoys.

This can be known from the number of flags and emblems.

A large convoy composed of more than twenty imperial nobles marched majestically on the main roads of the city, even occupying a section of the sidewalk. All the traffic of cars, horses and people along the way were avoided, not daring to get into trouble.

The nobles of St. Joan's are famous for being arrogant and rigid, and they pay attention to rules and the order of hierarchy. If you conflict with them, you will definitely not get good results.

"Damn it, these St. Joan people are really overbearing. They've taken over the entire street."

"Hush, please say a few words. These are the famous nobles of the empire, and they are here to investigate. Don't hold the gun against them."

"I just feel aggrieved. This is Faloran, and we have to make way for them..."

Some residents in the city retreated to the eaves or green spaces on both sides of the road, talking and complaining.

Dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, and everyone took the initiative to avoid it.

Although the remaining people in the city are basically soldiers, mercenaries, smugglers from the underground organization, the coalition forces of the Southern Noble Alliance, and spies, all of whom are not good people, they still dare not offend this team.

The St. Joan Empire is one of the most powerful countries in the Saigon Continent. The empire's nobles have profound heritage and powerful strength, which is not comparable to the nobles of ordinary kingdoms.

Although Falorland is a powerful country, to put it harshly, its foundation is not enough. The only one that is strong is the Clement family.

Without the Clement family, Falorland would be a third-rate small country.

But without the church, St. Joan is still a first-rate kingdom.

But not everyone is afraid of the empire's nobles.

The Calamity Sword Master and Speaker Daniel walked on the sidewalk, not deliberately avoiding the convoy of imperial nobles, and they looked very abrupt in the dispersed flow of people.

"Who are you? How dare you block..."

One of the knights responsible for clearing the way wanted to scold him.

The Sword Saint of Natural Disaster raised his head and glanced at him coldly. His eyes were as sharp as lightning, and an unparalleled sword intent that could cut through anything suddenly swept across the entire place, setting off a whistling energy!

The voice of the fourth-level Golden Rose Knight stopped suddenly, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Only then did he realize that the two people blocking the road looked familiar...

The speed of the convoy stalled, the horses were frightened, and some people were almost overturned.

"It turns out they are two noble kings. Please forgive me if I have offended you."

A divine one-horned white horse with glowing hair carried a tall female paladin with lavender eyes, facial features as delicate as white jade, and wearing exquisite silver armor, and walked out from the center of the team.

With an elegant smile on her face, the female knight jumped off the white horse, took off the silver helmet on her head, and her blond hair fell down like a waterfall.

Her lavender eyes were piercing, she put her hands on her chest, bowed slightly, and said loudly:

"Mireyu, the deputy leader of the Holy Light Knights, has met the Protector Sword Master and the Third Speaker of the Seran Kingdom."

Speaker Daniel looked at the heroic female knight and nodded.

"The daughter of Duke Giant Shield, not bad."

Mireyou, 72 years old, [Paladin] profession, the daughter of the Duke of Giant Shields, joined the church early and was very talented. She became a saint fourteen years ago and is very famous in the St. Joan Empire.

This outstanding female paladin was originally one of the popular candidates for the saint, and Cardinal Giulio's faction originally planned to elect her to the position.

But now this is all a thing of the past.

The Calamity Sword Master glanced at her, his eyes flat, and said:

"Send my regards to your father."

The Duke of Giant Shield is a king-level powerful man in the St. Joan Empire, and his relationship with him is just okay.

"Yes, Uncle Huck."

Mireyou smiled and nodded, then stepped aside obediently.

Since she was not qualified to talk to the two kings, it was because of her father that she could say hello. "Your Highnesses, salute you!"

There was some commotion in the convoy, the knights jumped off their horses one after another, and the imperial nobles on the carriage also got off and bowed to the two kings.

The nobles of the empire are a bit arrogant, but they also deserve favors. They don't dare to put on airs in front of the king. They have to lie down like a dragon or lie down like a tiger.

The Calamity Sword Master and Speaker Daniel were indifferent to everyone's greetings and looked at the center of the team without squinting.

The real big shot comes out.

The three people got off the carriage in the center.

One is an old man wearing a white robe with a kind face and a cross necklace hanging around his neck. His body is faintly surging with sacred power as strong as the ocean.

Saint of the Church, Archbishop Timo of the Talisman.

The other was a tall, middle-aged man with a rough face and long brown-red hair.

He wears a dark red sleeveless battle suit with a wild style. His eyes are piercing, his arm muscles are extremely developed, like cast steel, and he has a strong sense of power. The blood in his body is as hot as a volcano, and he is separated by the induction of the strong. There is a feeling of steaming heat from afar.

The Duke of Mars, a powerful king in the empire, is also the brother-in-law of Cardinal Giulio.

The last one was a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome features, carrying a large cyan bow, and wearing light armor with feathers common to the [Archer] profession. He had an aristocratic look on his face.

"Prince of Storms" Matthew, a royal member of the empire, the fourth prince, the top genius of the young generation, and a strong contender for the throne.

In the eyes of the world, his status is similar to that of "Black Rose" Sophie and "Valkyrie" Keisha.

In addition, there are three cardinals in the team, two of whom have the strength of saints.

It can be said that the St. Joan Empire's team lineup this time is quite luxurious, and this does not include some strong players who arrived in a low-key manner a few days ago.

"Good morning, both of you." Archbishop Timo said politely with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, old bishop."

The Calamity Sword Master and Speaker Daniel simply responded.

Immediately, the Calamity Sword Master turned his attention to Duke Mars and said calmly:

"Savage, why are you here to join in the fun?"

The Duke of Mars family was originally a foreign race, claiming to have "crazy war blood" flowing in their bodies, and had a feud with the Kara people.

Because Bruegel, the ninth generation Barbarian King of the Western Wilderness, was too strong, they could not survive in the southwest, so they took refuge with the Storm War God. More than a thousand years later, they had completely abandoned their tribal traditions and integrated into the St. Joan Empire. middle.

Because of this origin, some people privately nicknamed the Duke of Mars the "Savage Duke".

The Duke of Mars looks rough and has thick body hair. He does look a bit like a savage at first glance. He also seems to have a particularly hot temper. He said:

"It's not because that daring brat Michelle killed my brother-in-law, but this woman is crying at home every day. It's so annoying!"

The wife of the Duke of Mars is a certain eldest princess of the royal family, Giulio's sister.

At that time, if Giulio had not "abandoned his secular identity" and joined the church, he would have been a serious prince, or a court prince.

The Calamity Sword Master said disdainfully: "Don't you know who your brother-in-law is? He deserves to die."

These words were too disrespectful, and the attack range was a bit wide. The smile on "Prince of Storms" Matthew's face froze, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

Logically speaking, Julio is still his third uncle, so it sounds particularly harsh if he deserves to die.

Mars widened his eyes, glared at the Calamity Sword Master, and roared unhappily:

"Sword-playing pretty boy, what do you mean? Even if Giulio is a bastard, is it the turn of that brat Michelle to enforce the law?

He is a red archbishop and a member of the royal family. Only the royal family and the Holy See can handle it! "

These words made Storm Prince Matthew and several cardinals nod their heads in approval.

Even if my people make mistakes, it is not anyone else's turn to take care of them. Many powerful forces and nobles have this mentality. Now that things have happened, it is no longer a matter of whether Julio deserves death.

Speaker Daniel whispered:

"Michelle is from the church. There seems to be nothing wrong with the paladin killing the cardinal."

"Ok?"

Duke Mars shook his long brown hair and walked out of the team. He stared at Speaker Daniel with his big eyes, clenched his fist as big as a sandbag, and said arrogantly, "You want to reason with me?!"

Speaker Daniel: "..."

(￣～￣#)

Forget it, shut up.

The Savage Duke family has always had a reputation for being ferocious, and they are known for their bravery and ability to fight. Basically, their family is a [violent warrior] profession (one of the branches of the berserker profession), and the war blood in their bodies boils like crazy demons.

This generation of savage dukes is not only a king-level warrior, but also a leader among kings.

Speaker Daniel is just a low-end king and doesn’t really want to get into trouble with this barbarian.

But the Natural Disaster Sword Master did not coward the savages, and did not give any face at all, and said mockingly:

"If you dare to act recklessly just because you have a few pounds of brute strength, you may be beaten to death."

"What do you mean?"

Duke Mars' eyes widened with anger, his long brown and red hair stood up, dancing in the wind like flames, and roared, "Want to fight? Believe it or not, I will blow your head off!"

When the king was angry, the color of the world changed. The barbarian Duke's roar like an angry thunder echoed in the city. The surrounding houses trembled. Pieces of windows shattered under the interference of sound waves, turning into countless glass shards like ice crystals falling from the air. come down!

The residents of Dune City were shocked.

The Calamity Sword Master frowned, really getting angry. He stared at the Savage Duke coldly and said:

"You are very arrogant. Don't blame me for not reminding you. This is Farolland, not St. Joan. If you want to test whether your head is stronger or Charlemagne's fist is stronger, feel free to seek death."

Duke Mars' expression froze, and he calmed down his madness slightly, but his words were still extremely tough and said:

"Do you think I'm scared?"

In the past, he really wasn't afraid of Charlemagne, and even thought that Farrowland had long since declined and was not worth mentioning.

But after knowing that Charlemagne had denounced Archduke Connaught, he felt a little unsure.

Not to mention the mysterious Queen of the Night, Faloran is also dangerous.

The Calamity Sword Master didn't bother with the savage anymore, and left with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

"This is not the place to do anything. When you return to the empire, I will teach you a lesson!"

The two have disliked each other for a long time.

The Sword Master believes that savages only know brute strength and are brainless and reckless.

The savages think that the sword master's swordsmanship is just fancy and pretty, but useless.

"Hey, your tone is really not small."

The Duke of Mars was not a humble and polite person. He glared at the sword master's back and shouted loudly, "You are so capable, so don't leave. I just want to learn your rubbish swordsmanship again. Come on, come here if you are a brother." Cut me!"

Everyone: "..."

(ー_ー)!!

The Scourge Swordmaster paused, feeling a little impatient, and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

However, before he could take action, an earth-shaking peerless sword intent rose through the air from behind the Brave Mansion in the north of the city. The sword intent was like a blazing sun, forming a substantial impact across the entire city!

The divine power that is almost comparable to that of a true god spreads along with the sword intention, and the force of the void resonates, forming a vision of billions of meteors shining and the endless galaxy opening up!

The Duke of Mars, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly changed his expression. His tall and mighty body trembled, and his whole body became cold. He was like a little sheep being looked down upon by a giant dragon. His blood was stagnant and his body was stiff.

"What's the noise about? You keep yelling so early in the morning and don't let anyone rest?"

Some angry voices came from the vision of the galaxy covering the sky, and the power was as powerful as prison.

The Calamity Sword Master, Speaker Daniel, Archbishop Timo, Miss Mireyou, Storm Prince Matthew and others present all stopped talking. They were enveloped by the divine power and their breathing was a little unsmooth.

Duke Mars was under tremendous pressure, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said:

"I'm sorry, dear Star King, it was my fault, I shouldn't have made such a loud noise."

"Just this once, never happen again."

The cold voice receded along with the peerless sword intent, and the galaxy vision also dispersed like a tide.

The sky over the city returned to normal.

Everyone felt like they were being pardoned, and took a deep breath, with fear and awe in their eyes.

He didn't even show up, but he convinced the heroes with just a few words from a distance. Is this the most powerful person?

(End of this chapter)