From Baron to Lord

Thinking this way, his gaze became incredibly focused, and the long sword in his hand pointed straight towards the sky.

With a *whoosh*, it landed on the ground!

A ten-thousand-foot-long chasm appeared on the ground, with raging flames seemingly burning within it. "Allen, this is the power of a true expert!"

Sir Solo looked at the raging fire before him, believing that Allen had already died in the endless flames. But Allen was indeed wearing a faint smile, "Then did your so-called power of an expert even touch me?" That's right. The power that Sir Solo emphasized didn't hurt Allen in the slightest.

"This, this is impossible..."

Sir Solo's sword just now was actually imbued with the aura of his past.

Anyone under that sword would have turned to ashes.

That's why Sir Solo dared to say those words, but now Allen was still standing in front of him unscathed??

It was as if his sword had completely missed!!

Seeing this, both Sir Solo and the group behind him couldn't help but gasp. "This is impossible!"

They clearly had such powerful strength, how could Allen have bypassed it?

But the problem was that Allen was now appearing in front of them perfectly fine!

Which meant that Allen hadn't suffered any damage at all.

But this was completely impossible. "This, how is this possible..."

Everyone gasped and looked at Allen.

They felt a chill running through their entire bodies. "Why?"

"Why didn't you suffer any damage??" Sir Solo now looked at Allen.

This move was already his ultimate killing blow.

Sir Solo was different from others. Others liked to pit chickens, cats, and dogs against each other, first letting those people try their low-level skills, and then letting them die in despair.

Giving them hope, and then letting them understand what despair is.

But Sir Solo was different.

Sir Solo always used a killing blow as soon as he made a move. He wouldn't give others any chance when he went up, and would directly kill them all.

Because for him, giving them a chance was a waste, but now he realized that he was wrong.

Because Allen was not an ordinary person at all.

Allen didn't suffer any damage under his sword.

"Who exactly are you??"

A person like Allen could never be an unknown Sir Solo.

He gasped and looked at Allen, his eyes already tinged with madness. He gasped again and looked at Allen.

Allen smiled lightly.

"You just said you wanted to win me over?"

Just as the words fell, Allen took a step forward.

After a pause, he took another step forward.

He continued to say to that person, "You just said you wanted to let me enter the list and provide power for you?"

Allen took another step forward. After two steps, the distance between him and Sir Solo was already very close.

When the third step landed, Sir Solo heard Allen say.

"But are you worthy?"

"The people of your entire country are not worthy, let alone a mere Sir Solo like you??"

As soon as the words fell, Sir Solo only felt a rumbling power explode within his body!!

That power was controlled just right, neither killing him nor allowing him to retain all of his power.

His current power was probably only 50% of his peak state...

"You..."

"You!"

"What exactly do you want to do!!"

Sir Solo gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with hatred as he looked at Allen.

Beneath that intense hatred was also hidden a look of infinite fear.

The always famous Sir Solo finally felt fear at this moment.

That was an almost endless power of fear, making Sir Solo feel as if he was hidden by the grayness.

But no one answered him.

Allen's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

As if Allen had never appeared at all.

Sir Solo's pupils widened, his eyes filled with disbelief. The previous fear was amplified even more at this moment.

Allen's figure had completely disappeared!!

And he couldn't find Allen's figure at all.

Before, when he looked at Allen's power, he only felt that Allen's power was similar to his own, but now he realized how wrong his previous judgment was.

How could Allen's power be similar to his?

To be precise, Allen's power was much, much stronger than him!! "So, I was actually a clown??"

Sir Solo suddenly smiled bitterly, his eyes full of fear.

He previously thought that suppressing the people of the Rothschild Empire in the Rothschild Empire was a very simple matter.

But now he realized that suppressing those people of the Rothschild Empire was not a simple matter.

Because they had Allen.

Allen became their last guardian.

Sir Solo had dealt with too many people who thought they were highly talented, but he had never seen someone like Allen with such high strength!!

But he still played the pig to eat the tiger, hiding his strength.

Then, he unexpectedly shot him down, even only destroying 50% of his power, leaving him with half of his power.

Sir Solo knew what Allen wanted to do. Allen wanted to train troops!!!

Using them as training troops, it had to be said that Allen's idea was almost crazy.

Lawrence and Snowart were completely crazy when they saw Allen appear.

"Allen!!" "Allen!!!!"

Countless people shouted Allen's name, their eyes filled with endless madness. "Kill!" The word 'kill' became infinitely bloody under the contrast of Allen's name.

They madly killed towards Sir Solo's group, they wanted to kill all of those people.

Turning them into their own strength.

Letting their strength rise infinitely!!

Allen had previously killed a wave of Rothschild Empire people on Sir Solo's side.

The strength of the people on this side had been improved, and for them, the more important thing now was to show themselves in front of Allen.

Because only in this way could they gain Allen's favor.

Sir Solo looked at the ants below, who were actually killing towards him, his eyes full of ferociousness. Son.

"They're crazy, they're really crazy!!"

This group of people were crazy, and Allen was also crazy.

It was because both sides were crazy that Allen appreciated them and was willing to help them.

And at this moment, countless people were fighting, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Compared to Sir Solo's side, the number of people was decreasing. Although countless people were being replenished from the other side, they still saw the number of people on Sir Solo's side decreasing.

As if they were running out of steam.

But the people on the Rothschild Empire's side were becoming stronger and stronger.

Although the number of people on the Rothschild Empire's side was also decreasing, "Five Eight Three" their strength was becoming stronger and stronger, as if in this endless battle, they had not lost any strength.

Instead, it was as if they had gained even greater strength.

Of course, the fact was indeed so.

It was precisely because the strength of Sir Solo's side was rapidly suppressed and their strength was absorbed by the list.

That the strength of the people on Sir Solo's side would rapidly integrate into the bodies of these people in the Rothschild Empire.

Although the people in the Rothschild Empire had been fighting all the time, and their numbers could not be harmed.

But it had to be affirmed that although their numbers had not increased, their strength was becoming stronger and stronger!!

Seeing this, countless people laughed loudly.

"Is this the so-called strength?"

"Their strength is clearly so poor, yet they still have the nerve to call themselves the kingdom of the gods of God?"

"Are they worthy of being called gods?"

Countless people of the Rothschild Empire laughed loudly. They said this not for anything else, but to dispel the anger in their hearts!!

They had been enslaved in the Rothschild Empire for countless years.

What they had gained in the Rothschild Empire was only endless annoyance and regret.

If their strength was not strong enough, they might have already completely turned into flesh and blood and entered the stomachs of a group of people whose strength was far inferior to theirs, becoming a pile of waste for them to improve their strength.

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