From Demon Hunter to Lord of the Empire

Chapter 107: Everyone Shouts Lion in Victory (10,000 words)

For what happened in Sintra these days, the history books of the Northern Territory have a proper noun to name it:

“Sintra massacre”.

Rann sneaks through the paths at the edge of the walls, encountering the squad of soldiers and causing them to die without making a sound.

Rann was worried that if he encountered refugees, he would hinder his progress, he couldn’t see death, but he didn’t want to be dragged down by his search. But then he found out that he was worried.

Because there are no more refugees in the capital of Sintra.

The walls of the capital were full of holes, and black-armored soldiers were wandering everywhere inside.

The southeast corner of the castle had collapsed in half, and Lane knew the place, and Mossack was in that room where he and Ciri usually took lessons.

Dust, rubble, and bricks spread out around the room and a point in the center of the wall, apparently experiencing a shocking explosion.

He was obviously too late, and everything that should have been fought had already been played.

Realizing this situation, Rann found an opportunity in the alley to take out a squad led by a cloaked officer Nifgaard, and simply disguised himself with the cloak of the black sun. After all, his current dress and appearance are too conspicuous, and he doesn’t want to alarm the thousands of Nifgaard soldiers who are still cleaning up the battlefield in the capital at the same time.

Fortunately, the griffin school armor on the body is the main tone of silver and black, and although there is a clear difference between it and the black armor of the Nifgaards, it can still be slightly confused when the cloak is restored.

He first went to the Lannisters’ mansion, which had long been empty, and then he went to the path next to the castle to try to find a clue.

According to the original book, Lane remembers that Ciri would be intercepted and killed during his escape escorted by the royal guards and kidnapped by a black-winged helmeted knight named Ka. Fortunately, Ciri will suddenly awaken the blood of the Ancients in the process, get out, and then dress up as a stray child and be adopted by a merchant in the suburbs.

In the end, she will meet Geralt under the guidance of fate and follow the white wolf to the Wolf Faction’s base camp Kelmohan to learn the skills of the demon hunter.

And that black-winged helmet card what knight said. Lane remembers that he would repeatedly pester Ciri later, and when Ciri learned martial arts from Kelmohan, he would almost kill the Blackwing Knight. Later, when Geralt forms the Girl Hunting Team, he will join in, and Geralt will repeatedly drive him away, and finally he will die at the hands of a skilled swordsman.

Barely a character who was washed in the later stage, this kind of character Rann estimates that the original author wrote in the direction of the tool man to die when he created it.

Lane now only hopes that nothing will happen along the way. Don’t be surprised by your own courtiers.

Then he saw Swarde’s body.

Lane stepped forward quickly. I saw that his former sword attendant was now wearing the armor of the royal guard, obviously a lot happened during this time, there were more than a dozen large and small sword wounds on his body, the fatal wound was a penetrating wound in the chest, and the blood was now dry.

There was also a blade-wide hollow on a wall not far behind him, apparently he had been nailed to the wall by the enemy.

He closed his eyes, and there was a smile of relief or relief on his lips. What was he thinking at the end?

Lane blocked the hideous wound covering Sward’s chest with his hand, and said silently in his heart: “Entourage, contract.” ”

He’s still thankful that he didn’t spend a skill point he had just leveled up, but the system seems to be stingy enough to keep that skill point – nothing happens.

Lane hesitantly opened the inventory, which showed the name of the item he touched.

【Body】

Not even a name.

The Lion-Pupil Demon Hunter no longer had hope in his heart, and he was unwilling to put the corpse of his attendant into the inventory like an item. He effortlessly placed the body on Black Wind’s back.

“I’ll be a little steady. He instructed softly.

The horse also knew the sword attendant, and the black wind gently snapped his nose, smoothing his pace as much as possible.

Rann continued to look at the surrounding battlefield, the alley had been blocked by the corpses of soldiers and horses, and it was clear that there had been a great battle here. The corpses of the Nifgaard soldiers far outnumbered Sintra, and it was clear that each of them fought heroically.

At this time, Lan suddenly saw a very familiar cloak-like thing on the ground, and he picked it up and shook it, it turned out to be the fur of the big griffin that he had hunted with half his life.

The reddish-brown whole piece of fur is enough to wrap Rann’s whole person, and the length hangs down to the middle of the calf, which matches Lan’s height very well; The head part of the griffin has been preserved to make a hood, and the black feathers on the head and shoulders have been specially treated with special potions, preserving the appearance of a lion’s mane, which is also the origin of the name “griffin beast”.

The only fly in the ointment is that the stitches on this cloak are a bit messy, and it is obvious that the person who sewed the cloak is a beginner. To put it strictly, you can even criticize her for wasting this fine piece of fur.

It was Ciri, and there was absolutely no second person who dared to dispose of the fur of the great griffin with this kind of needlework in the entire Sintra royal palace.

The soldiers who were in a hurry to complete the task did not have time to take this piece of fur, and the big soldiers who came to search the battlefield later may not recognize the preciousness of this fur, and just because the roughness of the stitches thought it was worthless, they threw it in place, which gave Ran the opportunity to find it.

Lane shook the dust and footprints above. Demon hunter senses, on.

Many pheromone fogs of various colors surrounded the cloak, and Lane focused his attention on the thickest mass above, and then a guiding sign connected by red mist filled the alley.

This red mist split into two in mid-air, one extending more intensely towards Rann, pointing in the direction to the north gate of the Sintra capital; The other one, which looked sparsely dense, pointed behind Rann, and the road would lead to the war zone of the capital.

Why are there two paths?

Lan was puzzled, and suddenly he saw Black Wind’s ears move, and the horse immediately raised its head to warn. Immediately afterwards, he also heard a slight sound of footsteps from the direction of the combat zone, as well as the sound of conversation.

“Did someone just see a man walking in here wearing a baron’s cloak? ”

“Absolutely, my lord, that man still leads Sintra’s war horse, there can be no mistake! ”

Heaven has a way, you don’t go.

Ran’s heart silently counted: one, two, three… Eleven, a squad of about the same number, dull footsteps and wearing armor, but no horses, all infantry, not a big problem.

Soon, a group of black-armored soldiers appeared in the line of sight. Lan had not closed the Demon Hunter’s senses at the moment, and to his surprise, the officer at the leader of the squad was surrounded by a thick red mist.

And in the place where the red mist gathered the most, there was a low-level officer dressed as the leader, and he was carrying a black backpack behind his back, and he could vaguely see that the hilt of a lion’s head and a crystal-embellished swallow hilt were exposed inside.

“That’s him! A soldier shouted after seeing Lan.

The leading junior officer laughed out loud: “Ha, it’s really not our armor, where is your cloak from…”

Before the man finished speaking, he was startled by the lion pupils that Lan suddenly raised his head, and took several steps back.

Rann removed the baronial cloak behind his back, raised his hand to let the large griffin cloak cover him, pulled the hood down, the steel sword was unsheathed, and the lion’s mane fluttered.

Before making a move, he calmed Black Wind, and then helped Swatch on its back.

“You took my stuff… A lot of things! ”

…………

That group of Nifgaard soldiers was fleeting without any moisture.

After determining the breath on the “swift”, combined with the big griffin cloak, it was possible to completely confirm the direction of Ciri’s escape.

What made Rann very uneasy was that on Sward’s lion-headed silver sword, there was also a breath, which was also stained on the lion-headed silver sword, the big griffin cloak, and the swift sword.

And this breath is very strange.

Here Lane was on his way on horseback.

On the other side, Ciri and Geralt formally rendezvous. But their current situation was definitely not suitable for going directly to Kelmohan, and in the end they still walked towards Blochrom according to Mossack’s plan.

As a result, he ran headlong into Fryingira Vigo and Cassirer.

According to the current Nifgaard marching route and the form of the northern territory, anyone with a bit of strategic depth can deduce that the princess will definitely flee north, not to mention that Cassirer followed directly behind Ciri.

Fryingira Viggo had only five warlock troops left at this time, and together they passed through the teleportation array to the front of Ciri and their group.

By this time, Ciri and his team had passed through the city guard and the local troops gathered along the way, and the number had exceeded 100 people. For Fryingira, they were faintly threatening.

Since his family knows his own affairs, the warlock troops behind him are all eliminated from the two major academies, otherwise they would not have been reduced to participate in Nifgaard’s military training and lose the dignity of mages.

Warlocks rarely go to the battlefield in person, and even when they do, they mostly play an auxiliary role. What’s more, their group had already consumed a lot of magic power when they faced Mossack just now, and no matter how much the warlock trained, he could not compare with the knights trained from childhood, and they were all poor at this time.

Only the most reckless young caster chooses to collide head-on, and the warlock’s lethality is reflected in all aspects.

In order to stop the steps of Ciri’s group, the mountain next to a path that must be passed by collapsed under the magic of the warlock.

In order to prevent injuries to Ciri, Fryingira did not choose to use this landslide to directly attack Ciri’s troops, but it blocked Ciri’s path, and if she wanted to go further, it would take at least one more day to detour.

And in less than half a day, the pursuit force led by Cassirer and them had already come.

Cassirer ordered: “Put the signal!” ”

The rattling arrow, which had been swaying with a bright red light, rushed into the air, attracting the attention of the nearby Nifgaard soldiers.

A group of sailors of the Dust Servant carefully avoided the horses’ hooves on the road, and suddenly attracted their attention by the sound and bright light in mid-air.

Lan slashed the last man of the Nifgaard cavalry in front of him with a sword, and there were already many corpses lying on the ground around him. The water bladder he snatched wiped the blood from his face, looked up, and just saw the rattling arrow.

“Found it! ”

Black Wind ran wildly with all his strength, and the mutation of the demon hunter made its endurance and speed far exceed any war horse in the world, and an ordinary person might not be able to open his eyes on Black Wind’s back.

Lane has already encountered many Nifgaard soldiers along the way, and a lot of small wounds have inevitably been added to his body. Magic and French-Indian combat is indeed very cool, but the reality is not in the game, when doing tasks, you can meditate in place for a day anytime, anywhere, and the main combat method of Lane is still using a sword.

Because of the big explosion in the castle, he knew that this battle would definitely meet the warlock.

Pulling out a wine sac snatched from Officer Nifgaard, he took a sip of spirits, and power suddenly surged slowly from his stomach.

【Foodie】, a skill that restores health slowly and persistently through food, is activated.

The pain in the wounds on the body began to slowly subside. Lan didn’t care much, and ahead, shouts of killing and all kinds of lightning and thunder and flames were blowing.

The battlefield suddenly came into view.

Black-armored soldiers rushed to the besieged corner with weapons, and Sintra’s soldiers were languishing inside. Among them, there were no more royal guards with the strongest fighting power, and all the guards were killed and wounded in the battle to defend the city.

Some of them are even city guard soldiers who have only been training for a few months, as well as temporary local conscripts, and their morale and combat effectiveness are extremely low.

From a distance, the number of thousands of people in the past was definitely more than Nifgaard’s chasing soldiers in terms of troops, but the real battle was suppressed to death, and only one or two hundred people could play a role in the battle.

White Wolf Geralt rushed to the front line without dispute. Surprisingly, it was actually Ens who was followed by the old butler wearing chain mail and robes with a lion seal, riding left and right in the crowd, and House behind him almost couldn’t keep up with him.

Lann suddenly remembered that the old butler seemed to have said that he had gone to the battlefield with the old Lannister, and Lan’s childhood martial arts teaching was also him…

At the back of the Sintra camp, Ciri tried to shrink at the back of the group so as not to cause trouble for everyone, while Ace pulled a dozen soldiers in the armor of the City Guard and constantly covered the six warlocks standing on the high ground with bows and arrows.

A protective shield was shrouded around their bodies, which rippled under the fire of bows and arrows. One of the leading sorceresses did not make a move, but just frowned and looked at the two warring parties below, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ace roared while opening his bow: “Suppress them, the warlock will not be able to attack with magic when he opens his protective shield!” If they free their hands, we’ll be done right away! ”

Lane nodded in agreement, very much agreeing with Ace’s fighting instincts. His hand hesitated behind his back, and finally he drew the griffin silver sword.

“Black wind, jump up! ”

The black wind in the wild rush first leaned down and took a breath, and then the hind hooves smashed the stepped stones hard, and the whole body soared into the air, and if there was a river in front of it, it could easily cross at this moment.

The rapid rush and the final leap gave Rann a huge initial kinetic energy, and he gathered the griffin silver sword just above his head, and secretly said in his heart: It’s time to find a way to practice bows and arrows, or get a crossbow.

The silver sword came out like a hand axe, spun and flew towards where the warlocks were, piercing the shield like a bubble and gouging the body of a warlock.

One of his companions was sprayed with blood on his face, and he was stunned for a moment and suddenly shouted bitterly: “Demon Blocking Gold! ”

The next second there was an extra arrow on his head, and Ace excitedly shouted below: “Very good, continue!” Just a warlock, Sintra’s sword can… Well? ”

The arrow attendant suddenly saw the black steed that landed from mid-air, and the blond knight on his back, and his eyes widened sharply.

The Nifgaard soldier at the back of the line heard the sound of horses’ hooves behind him, and before he could turn around, he was trampled on by the falling horse’s hooves, almost falling into two sections.

“Nifgaards! ”

Lan rushed into the infantry camp on horseback, took out a riding gun from the inventory with a flash in his hand, and without any skill, he was crushing forward with the impact and power of the black wind!

One, two, three, the corpses on the riding gun were strung together, and in the blink of an eye they exceeded the limit that Rann carried with one hand, and Rann let go. At this time, Black Wind still had enough momentum to break away, and Lan avoided the horse falling into a heavy siege, choosing to turn over and dismount to prepare for foot combat.

Several swords slashed at him at the same time as he rolled over and dismounted, making no trace like a piece of paper splitting into a stone.

Immediately afterwards, Rann’s steel sword was unsheathed and stabbed lightning into the heart of a person directly in front of him. Then he twisted his wrist and manipulated the blade to dig a large hole in the human body. Immediately after the left hand reached into the hole, he made a strange gesture, and the mana value jumped rapidly——

【Alpha Fayin】!

The huge impact broke through the flesh behind the corpse of the Nifgaard soldier, bringing a large shower of blood and minced meat, which fascinated the eyes of the soldiers in front of Lan so much that they could not open them at all.

Lan was secretly worried in his heart, if he had already lit the [Piercing] that could create frost, wouldn’t he be able to turn into an ice pick in front of him?

There was a joke in his heart, but Ran’s hands were not slow. Shen shoulder crashed into the short-blinded crowd, and at this time faced an enemy several times his own, there was no other better choice –

【Boomerang Sword Dance】!

The steel sword harvested the lives of the surrounding soldiers like grass, and even denser red raindrops swung through the crowd.

The adrenaline rushed in the body, the sword in his hand became lighter and lighter, the slash swung became heavier and heavier, and there were constant screams and muffled sounds in the ears.

After a few breaths, Lane suddenly felt a light in his hand, stopped the movement in his hand with a slight panting, and looked up, and in front of him were the stunned old butler and House.

He actually killed Nifgaard’s infantry formation from back to front.

“Who is that? Who’s that? The Nifgaards hurriedly retreated to distance themselves from Lan, and Cassirer, the officer of the Black Winged Helmet, restrained his warhorse, restless by the arrival of the Black Wind, and hissed loudly to the people around him.

“Young Master? The old butler burst into tears and looked at the man in front of him and asked in disbelief.

Lane looked up and pulled out his first smile in a year: “Long time no see, Ens.” In the future, you can no longer say that my plaything has lost my mind. ”

House standing behind Ens suddenly snorted, he saw the body of Svold on the back of Black Wind, and could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, and he only felt that he had something to inherit.

With red eyes, he shouted, “Nifgaards! Standing before you are: Return of the Dead, the lion knight in poetry, the lord of Blochlon, the lion of Sintra – Lord Lang Lannister Rayanlon Count! ”

“Be careful! ”

Geralt suddenly shouted not far away, and Lan subconsciously rolled after hearing the reminder, and then a lightning bolt suddenly hit the position where he was standing before, and he looked up, and a short-haired sorceress had lightning dancing in his hand. The warlocks behind her danced their magic, and a staircase suddenly appeared on an unclimbable height, sending them behind the soldiers.

Since Lan and they have weapons to block the magic gold, it is no longer suitable for the warlocks to stand on high places as targets.

Rann recognizes the leading short-haired sorceress, and Fryingira Vig, who appears in the game, one of the sorceress who knows Geralt well in the future, will give Geralt a necklace badge that can perform magic after he loses the Wolf Faction badge, and plays a crucial role in Geralt’s final battle to kill the boss who kidnapped Ciri.

“Geralt, can you find a way to persuade the sorceress on the other side to surrender? Lane walked over to the white wolf and discussed in a low voice.

“Although a lot has happened in the year since you disappeared, it does not include ‘I became friends with the sorceress opposite.'”

“Gee. Lane twisted his neck, “I’m sorry then. ”

“Did you do anything to be sorry for me? Geralt glanced at Rann strangely, then his gaze lingered for a moment on Rann’s lion pupils and the griffin badge around his neck, and said:

“Now I won’t ask you what happened, but—why don’t you use [Quinn] when you rush into the crowd to fight? ”

Lan was silent for a moment, pinching the seal with his left hand, and the golden light on his body flashed, and the defensive magic seal was on his body.

“Hurrah. Just as Rann and Geralt were communicating in low voices, Cassirer behind the Nifgaards fired a few more arrows.

“Reinforcements will arrive soon, you must not let them go! Cassirer yelled, “It’s just another yellow-eyed freak, he’s just one person!” ”

The disciplined Nifgaard soldiers looked at each other, barely lined up in formation again, but seemed to be frightened by Lann’s previous momentum of killing the whole formation alone, and they were still stuck for a while.

Fryingira sneered, fluctuations flashed in her hand, and the warlocks behind her began to chant words in unison, and the magic attack was about to strike.

Lane turned around and shouted, “Ace, the rain of arrows covered them, you stared at the leading sorceress for me!” ”

After Lann finished explaining, he rushed over with a fierce sorcerer phalanx.

Dozens of arrows rose from his back, and the warlocks had to stop the spell in their mouths and hold up their shields to fend off this wave of attacks.

Lann rushed forward, and a warlock took advantage of the gap in the rain of arrows to step out of the shield and throw a cloud of lightning at Lan, which was dodged by Lann tumbling, and the warlock’s eyes widened when he saw this scene.

Then Ran’s set of sword dances split several Nifgaard soldiers who were blocking the way, and the black-armored soldiers did not dare to block the way.

Rann’s eyes were completely unobstructed, and he had already entered the vicinity of the Warlock Army.

Swinging the sword, the magic defense shield shattered.

An arrow crossed the battlefield and pierced Fryingira’s head.

However, not a drop of blood flowed out, and Lan’s eyes widened, it was an illusion!

As expected, in the next second, a surging force poured out on Lan’s side, instantly shattering his Quinn Law Seal and knocking him out far away.

Lan rolled on the ground with several donkeys, dodged the soldiers who wanted to sneak attack, got up and forced the enemy back with a sword dance, spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam.

He took out the wine sac around his waist and drank wildly in the center of the battlefield, the soldiers who had just tried to sneak up on him were killed by the sword dance, and no one around him felt close to him anymore.

“You can’t be so distracted on the battlefield, Demon Hunter. Don’t try to find out where I am? ”

The magic fluctuations in Fryingira’s hand flickered, and her voice actually came from the phantom.

Lan wiped his mouth, threw the wine sac aside, and said expressionlessly: “Your magic is indeed exquisite, I can’t see through your illusions.” ”

“But I’ve heard a saying – use magic to defeat magic. ”

Rann’s left hand stretched forward, his mana diving in half, and surging flames brewed in his palm.

[Magic Burst Ignifa Seal]!

The huge amount of magic blessed by the Fa Yin was completely detached from the appearance of the Fa Yin, and the surging wave of fire spread to almost every corner of the battlefield, and the affected Nifgaard let out a heart-rending scream, and they could only avoid damage by desperately charging forward in the direction of Sintra.

Geralt looked at this scene and muttered: “Even if it is the griffin school, this is too exaggerated…”

The warlocks of the Warlock Force struggled to support this shield, and outside of them, a new shield appeared in the original clearing.

Lann Lion’s eyes flashed and he found it!

“Boom” “Boom”, the Nifgaard soldiers who were burned to death by the Ignifa seal exploded one after another under the action of [Sense of Magic], and the protective shields of the neighboring warlocks were blown up and trembled, and the ripples burst.

And inside the empty protective shield, the figure of Fryingira Vigo slowly appeared, and she screamed: “Fire magic? You are not a demon hunter’s means at all! Who are you! ”

Lan sneered in his heart, what is this, there is a whole school of griffin hunters like me!

Ran’s left hand linked, and one small powerful alder shot out, opening a path of fire in front of him as Rann ran’s run.

“Ace! Lann shouted to the arrow attendant, and the attendant had already opened his bow and set up the arrow, only waiting for Lan’s golden sword to cut through the protective shield to kill the enemy.

An arrow suddenly flew from the direction of Nifgaard, and a powerful arrow slammed into Lann’s newly opened Kunn Law Seal, knocking Rann out and almost causing him to fall into his own fire.

Turning his head to look over, the black-winged helmeted knight with a bow and arrow deftly turned over and dismounted, dodging Ace’s furious arrow. Then he opened his bow again, raised his head and shot another rattling arrow into the sky.

Suddenly, the ground shook slightly, and the sound of horses’ hooves faintly came from afar.

Cassirer is overjoyed, support is coming!

“Shrink formation! Ace shouted bitterly, “Lord Earl, retreat!” ”

The flames in the field gradually shrank, and only small bunches of flames were still burning where the turf was still there. Magic fluctuations were brewing again in the Fryingira Vie, and Rann only waited for Lane to split the shield and give him a hard blow.

The Nifgaard Iron Horse appeared from the end of the line of sight, and before the imperial side could smile, he found that the Nifgaard soldiers had lost their armor and abandoned their armor, as if they were being hunted and killed.

No wonder no one came over after so many ringing arrows just now! It turns out that they have already fought!

But where can the north of Sintra still have troops to deal with the formed Nifgaard soldiers?

Cassirer looked out, and behind the Nifgaards, there were hundreds of soldiers dressed as light cavalry.

It is also not accurate to say this, they are more like sailors than light cavalry. They did not seem to be good at horse fighting, but with their skillful bows and arrows and several times the number of enemies, they only clinged to the Nifgaard soldiers in front, and did not give the heavy cavalry a chance to exert their strength.

Cassirer could see at a glance that the other party was dressed, it was a Skelliger!

“Ciri! I’ll save you… Well? Isn’t this Ran! ”

Kratz, who led the Skelliger sailors all the way from the Manada Valley to the place, exclaimed happily: “Rann! I heard rumors that you died in Touscent, I’ll throw that messenger into the mountains when I go back, it’s so good hahaha! ”

The magic fluctuations on the Flynjira Vie singer became more and more intense, and at this moment suddenly burst out, and an orange-red portal opened behind her.

“Go! She shouted at the rest of the Warlock Force, turned and took the lead in rushing into the portal.

“Breakout! Cassirer also shouted bitterly, and all the black-armored soldiers shrank together and stormed towards a corner. And Ace also led the city guard to try to form a siege offensive with the Skelligans, and it was inevitable that they could not bring the news of the princess out.

A warlock hurriedly wanted to run into the portal, but he didn’t foresee that the white light in front of him suddenly flashed, and the griffin longsword slashed him directly in two.

Rann raised his hand and pulled out the magic seal towards the remaining warlock.

“We surrender! The warlock shouted, they were horrified, and at this moment they only felt that there was nothing more terrifying in the world than a demon hunter.

Lan did not care about the surrender of the other party, and the huge flames “boomed” and covered the warlocks again, and the yellow shield was held up again, struggling to support in the flames.

Lan took a sip in his heart, only feeling strange – why did these warlocks feel so weak?

On the battlefield is not the time to hesitate about this, Lan looked back at the portal, hesitating whether to rely on the long sword of the Demon Blocking Gold to try to see if he could split the portal to prevent another accident, but he did not expect that in the next second, the target turned into a pure magic fluctuation and disappeared, leaving only a chance for the breeze to blow the flames.

It may be that Fryingira on the other side saw that no warlock escaped for a long time, and knew that there must be an accident, preventing Rann from catching up and decisively canceling the portal.

Rann looked at the battlefield where the soldiers of the three kingdoms were fighting, and the soldiers of Sintra had already cooperated with Skellig to surround Nifgaard’s regiment. Sintra’s shield was in front of the encirclement, and the Skelligans were covered in a rain of arrows behind.

The first meeting was very good, and it seems that there is no need to worry about it there.

Len and an alder rushed to disperse the flames in front of him, and Quinn increased the safety on his upper body. Striding forward, a sword slashed the warlocks’ shields.

The face of the demon hunter with dark golden lion pupils was stained with blood, and he walked slowly across the flames, and the only three warlocks left in the protective shield were already slumped to the ground in fright at this moment, and their mouths kept wanting to chant some magic spell, but their mouths trembled with fear, and the magic fluctuations on their bodies flickered on and off and could not condense real things at all.

Lan suddenly stopped and asked, “Why don’t you open the portal and run?” ”

A warlock was already crying: “We won’t…”

“Oh. Lan nodded, suddenly stepped forward, and slashed off the head of a warlock with a sword. The head was still open, as if he wanted to think about Rann begging for mercy.

In Lan’s demon hunter senses, the magic fluctuations around that mage surpassed the same red mist on the lion’s head silver sword, and only slowly dissipated at this moment.

“Ah! The warlocks let out a scream that could be called sexual, and the spell that had been chanting for a long time completely dissipated, and one of the warlocks was directly eaten and fainted.

Lan looked at them lightly, and suddenly asked, “Is there a golden handcuff with a blocking demon?” ”

The awake warlock nodded hurriedly, and hurriedly pulled out a box from the unconscious warlock’s rucksack with a pair of blue handcuffs lying inside.

At the moment when the skin on the warlock’s hand directly touched the handcuffs, a clearly visible blood vessel appeared from the place where it was touched, and the magic fluctuations on his body suddenly dissipated, and the whole temperament was not as good as an ordinary person.

Rann gestured to the warlock who was still unconscious: “Bring him too.” ”

The warlock who tied his hands explained softly: “Only a pair of handcuffs…”

Rann glanced at him expressionlessly, and suddenly stabbed his sword into the unconscious warlock’s thigh, pinning him to the ground. His rough movements caused onlookers to tremble twice.

The blade created by the Demon Blocking Gold pierced the warlock’s flesh and blood, causing the body to lose the ability to communicate with chaotic energy.

Without looking back, Lane walked in the direction of the army battle: “When he dies, you die.” ”

The awake warlock hurriedly tore his robe and used the first aid method he learned to stop the bleeding of his companion’s bloody thigh.

On the other side, the Nifgaard soldiers were left with only the last dozen or so warriors. Someone before them wanted to surrender on their knees, but the troops of Sintra, who were fleeing for their lives, were not at all interested in taking prisoners, and now they had only one way to fight to the death.

“Stop! Lane yelled, “He’s mine!” ”

Cassirer, who was protected by his own earl’s guard, looked up sharply, and this familiar sentence suddenly reminded him of the night he almost died, the exquisite swordsman who almost killed himself in the crowd.

The crowd surrounding the soldiers of Nifgaard gave way to the furious lion, and their eyes looked at the resurrected Lord Count with complicated eyes, and their minds were full of the god of war that he had wantonly slaughtered the soldiers of Nifgaard before.

A Nefgaard soldier who was about to break down drew his sword and rushed forward, and Rann, with his superb reaction speed, held the opponent’s sword-wielding hand with his right hand, and punched the opponent’s inner elbow with his left hand, easily flipping the blade so that the opponent cut his neck by himself.

“I am the Count of Nifgaard, Cassirer Mova Dufrin Epp Cherak! Charge with me! ”

Aware of the desperate situation he was facing, the Winged Helmeted Knight shouted to embolden himself and lead the charge.

Rann looked down and dodged the opponent’s slash, raised his hand and shredded the armor while smashing the opponent’s mouth with blood.

Facing the remaining swarming soldiers, he slid in, Igny, Alder, and Sword Dance swung together, and a few breaths turned them all into revenants under the sword.

The Skelligans, who had never seen Rann’s mighty power, exclaimed, and their eyes widened every time Rann killed someone.

Ace and House seemed to see Rann’s intentions, and they rushed out of the crowd to knock Rann aside and Cassirer lifted him, one of them folded an arm to make the other kneel towards Rann.

“Cassirer of Nifgaard! Lane yelled, “You recognize this sword!” ”

Lan’s hand flashed, and the lion’s head silver sword was held by him. In Lan’s demon hunter senses, except for Schild himself, the most dense aura red mist wrapped around the other party’s body.

Cassirer raised his blood-oozing eyes to see the sword, then lowered his head and said with a lost soul: “That is a respectable warrior… If it weren’t for the help of a warlock, I wouldn’t have killed him so easily. ”

“Just a warlock? ”

Cassirer replied inaudibly.

“Good, then you’re the last. Rann’s deep voice seemed to echo in his throat, and he stood beside him, his hands raised above his head.

Cassirer suddenly looked up, and he asked uneasily and eagerly: “I am the count of Neifgard, Cassirer Mova Dufrin Epp Cherak.” Who is the one who killed me now? ”

He stared at Rann, hoping to hear Rann pronounce a name that was in line with the dignity of the nobility.

Rann roared like a lion: “Si! Fertile! Morality! ”

The sword light cut a semicircle in the air, and people’s heads rolled to the ground, and blood splattered everywhere.

Lan wiped the blood on the opponent’s cloak and retracted the lion’s head silver sword back into space.

The system’s prompt sounds.

【Character level increase +1】

Lann himself forgot how many Nifgaards he had chased and killed along the way, and at this moment he actually upgraded.

He turned and scanned with his lion’s eyes at the soldiers who were looking at him with awe, their faces full of excitement, and hope appeared for the first time in the desperate eyes of the dead country.

There were people in the crowd who jumped up.

“Male lion, the male lion of Sintra. Someone in the crowd suddenly whispered.

“Male lion, the male lion of Sintra. Another voice said, trembling but unusually firm.

The crowd stirred slightly, and finally someone shouted loudly: “Male lion! The lions of Sintra! ”

The warriors smashed their armor with their helmets, pounded the ground with spears, struck their shields with short swords, and used all means and strength to make the loudest noise, offering the most pious cry of their lives to the man in front of them.

“Lion! Lion! Lion! ”

“The Lion of Sintra!!! ”

The system tone sounded again, like a holy sigh chanting a hymn, adding to the excitement of the cry.

[Mission: City Defense Iron Guard No. 3 – Completed]

【Character level increase +1】

Amid the shouts of the crowd, a familiar figure rushed in.

Familiar steps, familiar scents, familiar force smashed into your arms, familiar letting yourself take two steps back, and that familiar cry:

“Woooo

(End of chapter)