Full Time Mage Lord

  Chapter 672 Ink Soil Afterglow IV

   Horrible enemies!

  The adjutant tried his best not to tremble, but in fact his heart was already on the verge of collapse.

  If everything he conjectures in his heart is true, then Long Huiling, that guy named Huine Neumann is really terrifying!

   "My lord, please go back quickly!"

  The adjutant shouted almost hoarsely, but Martial seemed to be unable to hear it, and the spear was always pointed forward.

   "Forward, warriors of the empire, forward!"

Until Martial's personal guards fell one by one, and finally when he saw the figure of the adjutant who had been with him all the year round and helped him manage military affairs for nearly ten years slowly crawled on the ground. At this time, Martial finally stopped waving his spear.

The brilliance gradually faded, and the battlefield seemed to be quiet. Except for the constant wailing of the wounded and fallen soldiers and the howling of the horses, Martial could no longer hear the sound of the battle array advancing in unison, nor could he hear The guards shouted and roared.

  He looked around, or rather, there was no left or right...

  The corpses of people and horses were everywhere, and the soldiers standing behind Martial were already soldiers from Longhui Territory.

   Martial glanced at the leading soldier behind him with red eyes.

"What's your name?"

  The voice no longer had a strong momentum, but it gave Chris a sense of oppression that he had to answer.

   "Longhui led the battle group captain, Chris."

   It was very brief, but it made Martial nod and then shook his head when he turned his head.

   "Among the barbarians, there are soldiers like you..."

   "But you didn't improve the Starlight Empire. Barbarians are barbarians. They don't know what glory is..."

   While Martial was pondering, his eyes slowly fell on the person in front of him.

   is a teenager.

  A head of red hair, but there are also a lot of white hair in between.

  Only one eye shone with formidable intelligence.

   Martial lost, lost in the hands of this young man.

   "My family will be ridiculed by future generations for thousands of years!"

  The majestic paladins of the empire were defeated by a barbaric lord in the south. This was the biggest joke played by the goddess of wisdom, and it turned out to be in the hinterland of Kinki.

   Martial held the spear tightly in his hand. If possible, he really wanted to crush this weapon made of cold iron from the northern extreme cold ice field.

   That was anger at the boy in front of him.

"Huine Neumann, even if you defeat me, it is impossible to take down the imperial capital. Hundreds of thousands of people are here, but you are just waiting to perish. Emperor Rubik will also kill all of you southern barbarians. They are all torn to pieces!"

   "And you—"

  Martial's spear was pointed at Xiu Yin, his eyes were already terribly red and swollen, and the dim light on his body suddenly lit up again.

   is hatred, it is for glory.

  Martial's spear has never been defeated, from the knight school of the empire, from the soldiers' barracks of the empire, and from the competition of Emperor Rubik to recruit relatives.

  The yellow glow is like a burning flame, but the light of this flame is too dazzling.

   "Gun of Judgment...!"

All the soul energy of the paladin poured into the spear. The paladin's control over elemental power was already at the level of a magister. A large number of rock-attributed elements gathered on the spear, and the strength of the spear was instantly strengthened. Unlimited Edition enhancements.

  Martial, like his nickname, has the steel teeth of Motu.

  Even the spear made of cold iron seems to be melting at this moment.

  In Xiu Yin's eyes, it was an extremely standard action of throwing a spear.

   Martial threw the cold iron spear in his hand towards Xiuyin, like a yellow lightning bolt.

   Hans, who was the closest to Xiu Yin, even discovered Martial's attempt, but the moment the gun shadow flashed, before the sound of piercing the air came, the distance from the spear tip to Xiu Yin was only a few steps away!

   "collar..."

   Hans had no time to react, even if it was a reminder, his words were not as fast as the light and shadow of the spear.

   Whoosh!

  The sound of piercing the air did not erupt until the spear was only a few steps away from Xiuyin.

   "Hoo, hoo—"

  Martial's sweat kept flowing on the ground, and a few mouthfuls of blood spewed out of his mouth. He was exhausted and couldn't support his body, and his knees directly knelt on the mud.

  However, the next moment, all the veins on Martial's face bulged, and he wanted to howl, but he didn't have enough strength.

  He wanted to scream, but his mouth was already full of blood oozing from his gums.

   "No, no, no..."

  The blood in his mouth flowed out along with his muffled moan, and finally, he broke out.

"Do not!!"

  The shining cold iron spear had clearly pierced Huine Neumann's body.

  However, with the strength of Paladin Martial, he saw that what pierced was just an afterimage.

  Why is it an afterimage.

  Martial can also see clearly.

  When the tip of the gun was about to penetrate Xiu Yin completely, Xiu Yin moved, or in other words, the gun slowed down for a moment, and at this moment, Xiu Yin's upper body dodged aside.

   The Judgment Gun, Martial hit with all his strength, and was dodged like this.

  Even so, Xiu Yin was still driven backward by the powerful force contained in the spear.

  Boom!

  The spear pierced into the ground not far behind Xiu Yin, and two-thirds of the entire spear was submerged in the soil.

   "Lord!"

  Hans hurriedly hugged Xiu Yin.

   "Ahem!"

With Hans' support, Xiuyin stood up. If the ring on his hand hadn't affected the time and space not far from Xiuyin's body, Martial's move really made Xiuyin unexpected, but fortunately Alice timely reminder.

  Seeing that the leather armor on the shoulders has been cracked, and his arm facing the direction of the spear still feels a dull pain, he knows how powerful this blow is.

   "Marquis Martial, give up."

  Shu Yin looked at Martial who was already alone and out of strength, and he still had some pity.

  Martial struggled and shook his body a few times, but in the end he still didn't stand up.

   "Xiuyin, hu...xiuyin, hu...xiu..."

  Martial felt that his vision was beginning to blur, but he could see his spear.

   "The empire, the glory of the empire..."

  Martial crawled forward hard, but his movements became slower and slower, and the position of the spear seemed to be forever out of reach.

  Huin nodded to Irwin beside him.

  Irwin turned around and pulled out the long spear that was deeply inserted into the ground, and he didn't pull out the long spear until the soul light on his body flickered and used all his strength.

   Clang, Irwin threw the spear in front of Martial.

  (end of this chapter)