Sky Dragon Rider

This is a world where the weak prey on the strong and there is no human rights or morality at all.

As a soldier of the empire, one must have the courage to dare to turn any enemy into a hunting target, so that their corpses can be eaten by the people of the country they guard, and continue to survive.

Don't you see, the liger's prey is famous, but who can pity the poor elk?

The world has always been strong against the weak, even if it is justified, it is in vain.

As Mr. Long Xia said, in order to survive, the violence erupted by the dragon knight Maureen is completely different from when he was in the civilization of the earth.

Now that he has enjoyed the rights of honor and glory, he is even more obliged to be responsible for the future of the Muslims, even if the prosperity of the empire is based on the corpses of innocent civilians in the enemy country.

A nation that doesn't even have the nature of a wolf, but only talks about benevolence and morality, what qualifications does it have to live under the sky?

Regardless of the history of the civilization of the earth, China has been invaded many times by alien races, and it is almost in danger of being slaughtered. However, most of the time, the descendants of Yan and Huang have repeatedly killed those alien races, even more than the massacre of Jews during World War II. It is also necessary to thoroughly, Di, Qiang, Hu, and Man, all trampled under their feet, and established a brilliant Chinese civilization.

The dragon-slaying sword that radiated golden fighting spirit still did not put down. Lin Mo looked around, but no one from Anstruther dared to look at him in the "Dragon General" tactical helmet.

Maureen the Dragon Knight is destined to be a nightmare that all Anstruthers will never forget.

The vigorous two-foot-high cyan-colored wind-type battle qi flame rose from the silvery dragon knight's secret armor, and all the nearby Anstruthers gasped.

The civilians were silent.He backed away slowly with horror on his face.The heavily armored knights held the reins tightly, not daring to let the horses under them go any further. Although the city guards were holding their spears, they were fighting with each other. The trembling sharp spear points betrayed their weakness.

The two powerful sword gods are enough to make everyone in the room afraid of them. The two of them can cut melons and vegetables.Kill all the people in the square.

"Your Majesty, Willy, the captain of the fourth regiment of the Giant Wood Legion, died in battle! There is no body left! Willy's cousin Nilon failed to take revenge, so he was also beheaded on the spot!"

A court attendant hurried back to the Shengjun Hall in the palace with the result of the duel, where the emperor and most of the ministers were waiting for the news.

It was as if a ladle of cold water was suddenly poured into a hot oil pan, and the hall immediately boiled uncontrollably.

"Nonsense? How could this be the result? Are you sure you read it right?"

"It should be because the bones of the Muslims don't exist! How could it be Willy!"

"That's a strong man of the second rank, and he is still wearing the dazzling sky armor from the royal treasure! Could it be that the Silan dragon knight is a high-ranking or even the supreme celestial being?"

"It's unbelievable for a light magician to defeat a status sword god wearing a high magic-resistant alchemy secret armor in a small duel field! I'm afraid he will die on the spot if he approaches him with a sword. How could he kill Willy instead? The dazzling empty armor that can be used as a royal treasure. The magic defense power is not just a false name."

"That's right, it's completely unimaginable! The Silan Dragon Knight, who only has the ability to cast spells, should be caught off guard."

The ministers who did not go to the hexagonal square outside the palace to watch the battle whispered to each other, apparently not believing the result of the battle.

"Tell me carefully, what is going on here?"

Emperor Anstruther was also very puzzled. As the ministers said, the royal family lent secret armor specifically for magicians.Wear it on the body of a strong man with a status of second rank.It shouldn't be the result anyway.

"Your Majesty, that Silan dragon knight is not only a magician, but also a high-ranking combatant. He even advanced to the status of sword god in a duel. His fighting spirit is a golden 'Holy Flame'!"

The stuttering words of the court attendant caused an uproar in the Shengjun Palace again.

"Warrior? Sword God! How is this possible! Didn't he lose his fighting spirit? Where did the fighting spirit come from?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't Xuanming Kongjia be, wouldn't it be..."

The ministers lost their voices one after another, and they had to accept the fact that all their plans had come to naught.

There's no way a court attendant doesn't even have the eyesight to distinguish a spellcaster from a warlord.

It means that everything that happened in the duel arena is true.They actually mistook a powerful fighter for a spellcaster, and the dazzling empty armor carefully prepared for the warriors of their country has completely become a joke. The secret armor aimed at magicians encounters a fighter. It's not as good as a piece of heavy armor, at most it's better than light armor, and it's not much stronger than a piece of rag in front of a strong sword god.

The entire Anstruther Empire was deceived by that damned Slan!

Damn liar!

Next, the court attendant gave a brief description of what had just happened in the square, and it was like adding fuel to the fire, making all the ministers jump in anger.

The Muslims dared to blatantly speak out in the imperial capital Yavidra, provoking all the Anstruthers.

The chief guard of the imperial palace came over suddenly, knelt in front of the emperor, and said loudly, "Your Majesty! I invite you to fight!"

"I invite you to fight!"

A warrior stood up.

"I invite you to fight!"

Another court guard.

"Sir, please fight!" "Sir, please fight!" "Sir, please fight!"

Several military officials stood up immediately after.

"I am incompetent, but dare to fight!"

Among the civil servants who had little fighting power, even an old minister shivered slightly and knelt down behind those military officials and court guards.

The civil and military officials in the hall of the Holy King couldn't swallow this breath. They wanted to fight the Muslims desperately, and the hall was full of darkness and knelt down.

"Get up! That's all for today, no one is allowed to invite battle easily! Save your lives for the great cause of letting the Muslims pay more lives and blood, not for a mere warrior!"

His Majesty Anstruther, Emperor Sidon, was unmoved. He stood at a higher position, and his perspective was naturally different from everyone else's.

Even the second-rank dark-line sword god powerhouse was wiped out, so what if the third-rank and above powerhouses challenged each other?

A duel with such an opponent is tantamount to facing a sword god and a law god at the same time, which is full of huge variables. Once defeated again, it means an extremely huge loss to the Anstruther Empire. loss.

Whether it is a spellcaster or a fighter, not everyone has the opportunity to break through the barriers of personality and status. Many people are often stuck in a certain level for a lifetime, unable to go any further.

Talent affinity certainly determines the potential for future promotion, but after all, it cannot represent all, and many other factors such as chance determine whether these potentials can be fully realized.

"Your Majesty! I am not reconciled!"

Among the ministers who knelt down to ask for a fight, the court guard fell to the ground and wept loudly.

All the officials heard the sound without tears, and turned their heads involuntarily, unable to bear to look.

The humiliation imposed on the Anstruther Empire by the Slans made all the Anstruthers feel ashamed.

His Majesty the Emperor felt his nose sore, raised his head and cast his eyes on the top of the palace, and said firmly, "Back off!"

Under the disadvantage of being deliberately and secretly designed, the Silan Dragon Knight still forcibly killed the second-rank challenger head-on in the public duel in the imperial capital, and instead pushed the Anstruther Empire to the edge of a cliff.

This is not an ordinary duel where one wins and one loses. The consequences of failure are even more serious than the duel where the kingdoms of Delan City jointly provoke the Islamic Empire.

If it fails again, the hearts and morale of the Anstruther Empire will drop to an unprecedented low, and all kinds of opposition forces will rise up under the banner of really saving the empire from decline and overthrowing the incompetent royal family.

That Silan dragon knight probably had seen this clearly long ago, so he was so arrogant and daring to openly provoke.

"Who dares to fight? Who?"

All horses and horses were silent in the hexagonal square, only the arrogant and provocative voices of the Muslims echoed.

A small official squeezed through the crowd, got close to Ji Xing, Minister of Police, saluted, and said, "My lord! The latest secret report from the police department!"

Even though he saw the face of the top officer of the Police Department was pale, he still took out a thin golden tube nearly a foot long and two fingers wide and offered it with both hands.

"It's bad news again!"

Seeing the secret message tube made of pure gold, the Minister of Police, who had not escaped the anger and aggrieved by the Slan Dragon Knight's provocation, had no choice but to take the secret message tube while talking to himself.

Just before it cooled and solidified, the sealing seal of the gland immediately cracked, and a thin white paper was sandwiched inside the cylinder, with tiny characters written on it.

White paper and pencils produced in the Islamic Empire are really high-quality writing necessary for office work. The court of the Anstruther Empire also purchased a batch through merchants. Misfortune, high transportation costs and huge profits earned by merchants made this batch of writing supplies only available to the royal family and important departments.

Stretching out the thin white paper, Ji Xing's face became extremely ugly again, the blood faded completely, and his figure was shaky, as if he would faint at any time.

"Master Ji Xing, you are fine!"

Jiang Qiu, the Minister of Military Affairs, saw that the Minister of Police's expression was not quite right.

"No, I, I'm fine!" Ji Xing suddenly trembled, his body stopped shaking, but there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he seemed like a deflated ball, shaking his head and said in a dejected way: "We didn't deserve to lose Ah! He, he is an evil star at all! A disaster star! I miscalculated! I completely miscalculated!"

"Ah! What's going on?"

The Minister of Military Affairs felt very unbelievable when he saw this colleague who was in charge of all the intelligence of the empire suddenly become like this. You must know that no blows he had experienced before could make him become like this. Why did a volume of secret reports surprise him so much? Pale.

-(to be continued~^~)