Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 541 Preparations before the war
Bretogenia on the deck stepped out and disappeared directly from Crescent Harbor, and when she reappeared, she had already crossed a small half of the continent and came to the other side of the Visaliga coast.

Like Crescent Harbor, there are also some super large warships moored here, and each warship exudes an ancient and desolate atmosphere, stained with blood, and some complicated magic circles seem to be drawn by blood. , The evil spirit is amazing, as if you will be hurt if you look at it twice.

These battleships are the heritage of the First Empire, which has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years, and can be traced back to the end of the Dark Ages, which were the most powerful and prosperous stages of the First Empire.

According to legend, the best in that era could rival gods and demons, and all the last royal families of the orc empire fell into their hands.

Britogenia didn't look at these ferocious and cruel war machines, but directly landed on the logistics playground of the First Empire, splashing billowing smoke and dust like a meteorite falling to the ground.

The torrential power swept the entire base along with the mighty air current, and those stone buildings that had just been built seemed about to collapse under Bretogenia's divine power.

Being able to come here, the fighters who came to the final battlefield of the Tyrael Continent, whether it is the Red Dragon Empire or the First Empire, must be the well-deserved elite in their own country, and they are the best in the army at the same time. However, such an elite The soldiers were still uncontrollably trembling after feeling the power of Bretogenia.

After coming to Visaliga, these people have also seen the means of the true god, but they swear that even when facing the real god, they have never felt such a strong sense of oppression.

"Has the Pearl of the Empire grown to this extent?"

A bearded aristocratic general in silver armor said in a low voice, his face was vicissitudes but his aura was extremely powerful, he could be regarded as a strong man even in the legend of monster clouds.

He used to live in the same era as Bretogenia, and even pursued the god-like Miss Imperial Pearl, but of course, all the young talents in the imperial capital in that era failed to get good results .

She was so dazzling and talented that even the best young people of that era would feel ashamed in front of Bretogenia.

But in the end, Bretogenia chose treason and became the most powerful enemy of the First Empire. This matter has always puzzled those people at the beginning.

"Didn't expect to see her here again"

Obviously, besides the bearded general, some other generals also discovered who was coming.

After the billowing smoke and dust dispersed, several tyrannical auras wrapped around Bretogenia's noble and shining body like chains.

"Little girl, this is not a place where you can play wild."

Someone issued a warning with an old voice. Along with his voice, a torrent of magic like a raging ocean appeared in the sky above the playground. In the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered here, and the sky became dark.

"Hehe~ Merlin didn't expect to be able to go further at your age."

Just by hearing the voice, Bretogenia knew who was hiding here.

After pointing out the identity of the enemy, Bretogenia's aura soared, and the demigods or legendary kings who used their perception to lock the Valkyrie all spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground with horror in their eyes.

In the conflict just now, they felt that what they were facing was not a delicate woman at all, but an ancient dragon who had lived for countless thousands of years.

The irresistible aura and power were deeply imprinted in their minds, making them understand that in the face of absolute power, these legendary kings who claim to be high above the clouds and stand side by side with the gods are nothing but bigger ones. Just ants.

After the small warning, no one dared to stop the Valkyrie again.

Even the old mage Merlin slowly let go of his aura, for fear of accidentally causing a conflict and bringing disaster here.

"I'm not here to make trouble, I want to see Caesar, you go on with your business."

Seeing how knowledgeable the people around her were, the Valkyrie shook her head and showed a bright smile. Her long golden hair shone brightly under the sun, which was particularly eye-catching.

Although the Valkyrie can be said to have given no face to the so-called most powerful empire on the continent of Tyrell, the generals around have just seen the Valkyrie's power comparable to that of a god and demon. Under the condition of tacit agreement, these guys will naturally not die to raise objections.

In this way, Bretogenia seemed to be walking in her own army, invincible in all directions, swaggering through several restricted areas and came to a conference room in the central area.

"Bang!"

The door of the meeting room was kicked open, and the people inside seemed to be having a rather confidential meeting. The sudden noise made these old guys turn pale, obviously thinking that the god of Olympus had already beaten come over.

Some old nobles with white beard and hair were shocked when they heard the voice, and hurriedly crawled under the table holding their heads, and the whole conference room was full of life for a while.

Finally, someone boldly looked out the door, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that the person who came was a young girl.

When these noble councilors were about to yell loudly, they suddenly discovered that the seemingly young girl standing outside the door was none other than Bretogenia, the death consul who had gained fame in recent years.

In an instant, the old nobles who had just crawled out from under the table let out a wailing moment, and crawled back under the table again with more sensitive movements.

Obviously, in the eyes of some dignitaries in the First Empire, the human-born Bretogenia is a more powerful and terrifying existence than the dark gods of Olympus.

Seeing the ugly and timid faces of these nobles, Bretogenia didn't have any expression on her face, but she was a little surprised in her heart:
"I didn't expect that after decades, those guys in the Senate still haven't made any progress."

Bretogenia looked at Caesar sitting at the end of the conference table and said, with a little sarcasm in her tone.

It has been more than ten years, but Caesar's face is still as young as before. Time seems to have left no trace on his face, but when he smiled, there was more on that face that shone like a god. A bit vicissitudes.

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