Under, Elden Sword Saint

God’s arrogance always makes people feel murderous

The Sacred Tree Army’s attitude towards the two defected magicians was very strange, as if they were like air. Anyway, Serlian would give food and medicinal materials if she wanted them, and the patrol sergeants would not stop her from taking a walk, but other than that, no one would Communicate with her.

This sophisticated war machine will not stop because of a small episode. The former army has already deployed under the city of Stonewell, building a siege camp and building equipment at the same time.

And Greg, the Lord of Stonewell, heard that he had obtained a new kind of power, so he rushed forward bravely and took the initiative to meet it.

He thinks he’s getting good, and then Marlene tells him he’s not even close.

As a result, he was injured on the spot, fled back like a tortoise, and didn’t dare to show his face again.

Marlenia is not in a hurry. Stonewell City in front of her is the most powerful fortress in the borderlands. Many years ago, the first King of Elden, Geoffrey, led an army here, and it took a lot of effort to capture it. Since then, Stonewell City and the Ningmgfu area have been the territory of the ‘Ge family’, passed down from generation to generation, and then fell into the hands of Grek.

A strong city with an epic is a tough nut to crack in the eyes of any commander, but Marenia dismisses it——

Epics need heroes, and Grek is just a waste who dare not climb the city wall to face himself!

“Greek has been underestimated.”

Tang En carried a ponytail and sat at the door of the tent. In just a few days, he was already able to walk on the ground.

Perhaps Marenia’s barracks was the safest place in the border area, so he ate and drank cheekily, and took a look at the battle from the perspective of a bystander.

The sky is still clear above the head, but there is a very unscientific storm not far away, the muffled thunder seems to never stop, and the howling wind makes it difficult to move, as slow as walking in water.

Looking through the misty dust, you can see a mountain on the right. There is a huge fortress on the mountain. The tall towers seem to touch the storm, just like ancient beasts, guarding the narrow road condescendingly.

Pelum Avenue suddenly narrowed here, and it was completely exposed to the firepower of Stonewell City. This is not the end, even if it can be forced to rush across, there is a bridge in front of it, and the Greck Army has established a defensive position at the south of the bridge.

What is the end of rushing through the lonely bridge? A certain game has already learned a bloody lesson.

Besides, even if the soldiers of the Sacred Tree Army were so sharp that they really rushed across the bridge and set foot on the ‘Storm Hill’, there would be a more majestic bridge crossing it, which was about 100 meters high, with a team of archers on it It’s like hunting, and the end of this tower bridge-

“Is it the God-given Pagoda of Ningmgfu?”

Dunn doesn’t know how to fight, but he has seen pigs run before eating pork. Leaving aside those fantasy elements, this Stonewell is much stronger than Weiming City. At least, it will never be surrounded. Supplies will be continuously sent to the defenders.

“It’s a pity that the city lord is too contemptuous. In the first Rodel offensive and defensive battle, Greg actually escaped as a woman. Regardless of his heart, fame, or strength, he took the lead to fight Marenia.”

The outcome has been decided, and the rest is the length of time, and Tang En rarely has the opportunity to watch a battle, looking at the sergeants around, pinching his chin and thinking.

The ‘Warring States’ at the border is coming to an end, but this war left Tang En with a bad impression, such as the participating parties:

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Lord of the North and Guardian of the Sacred Tree ‘Valkyrie’ Marenia; Lord of the Altar Plateau and the King’s City ‘Blessing King’ Mengget; Lord of the Volcano and Magistrate Lakad; Lord Nimgfu and Guardian of Stonewell Gregor; the owner of the whole territory of Gelid, “General Broken Star” Lataen.

It looked like a battle between the princes of five demigods, and they had the courage to sweep through the world and sweep away the world. However, after fighting back and forth, the princes and princes did not fall, but the grassroots people died in all numbers. As for the battle between Valkyrie and General Broken Star that people in the borderlands have been looking forward to, waiting for the new king to restore order—

“That’s also wishful thinking.” Tang En sighed deeply. Sometimes the foresight of a traveler is also a pain, because he can’t expect it, because he already knows the answer:

Not only did Malenia and Lataen fail to decide the winner, but the Valkyrie also pulled out the golden needle, releasing the scarlet corruption in her body, completely turning the entire Galid province into scorched earth, and hundreds of thousands of creatures were polluted.

The king still hasn’t been born, and the already broken junction has been hit with a sap. This is not the end, because the “Golden Law” stubbornly pursues the king, and awakens the faded ones who were expelled. They are not undead. There is no sense of mission that comes from instinct.

Noble, despicable, brave, cowardly, all kinds of faded people will return, and then they will become reconciled with unwillingness.The princes who sacrificed were physically united.

A series of epics were created, and heroes emerged one by one. Unknowingly, the junction has been turned into ruins, and all kinds of creatures have been slaughtered.

“When the curtain falls on the princes, is it not a unified era, but a more chaotic era? And the people who made it all—”

Tang En looked up at the tall golden tree, and lightly clenched his fists.

God, don’t care.

This kind of arrogance that all living beings are like ants in the eyes of gods is really infuriating.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

A hand waved in front of Tang En’s eyes. When he looked up, he saw Ser Lian standing beside him with a plate, looking at the unknown objects on the plate, showing a painful expression.

“It’s just to settle down and think about life a little bit.”

“There is nothing to think about in life. With this time, you might as well think about how to change the shape of the pyroxene arc, or inject more magic power.” Se Lian disdain to think about such a ‘simple’ question, squatted down slightly, and put the plate Handed it out.

Tang En looked down and saw that the scorched black particles were a bit like rice grains, covered with a layer of reddish-brown liquid, which looked like a rice bowl, but who can tell me what happened to the rolling eyeballs on it? thing! ?

“Teacher, I, I’m not hungry yet.” Tang En swallowed, thinking that if he ate it, he might not die on the spot.

“Take it, I’ve made precise calculations as a teacher, and you’ll need at least three days to recover.” Se Lian directly put the plate into Tang En’s hands, and when he saw that the latter was not moving, he showed a cruel smile:

“Has your intelligence degenerated to the level of a baby? It’s okay, I can feed you.”

Forget it then!

Tang En still remembered lying on the bed and pretending to be dead two days ago, and Se Lian reluctantly fed him.

It was supposed to be a pleasant thing to hear, but there was no enjoyment at all. She opened her mouth as if doing an experiment, and then poured something hot and sticky down her throat.

At that moment, Dunn felt like he had turned into a sausage.

Lifting the spoon tremblingly, feeling the sensation of eyeballs popping in his mouth, the strong burnt smell hit his taste buds, Tang En almost died on the spot, thinking what kind of novel assassination method this is!

“So what’s going on with your thinking?” Selian didn’t realize it. She rested her head on her hands and watched a few giant puppets crossing the camp in boredom. She stepped out with her feet lifted.

“It’s not that good. As you said, thinking about things you can’t do is nothing but random thinking.” Tang En shrugged, feeling that speaking could relieve the pain in his mouth.

“Why?” Se Lian turned her head slightly, she rarely heard the words ‘can’t do’ from Tang En.

“Even if I try my best, I can’t prevent a disaster. I am too weak now.” Tang En put down the plate melancholy, as if he no longer had the appetite to eat.

“God is talking, full of riddles.” Se Lian curled her lips, but did not urge Tang En to continue eating. She seemed to have guessed something, so she lowered her voice: “We came to the Marlene runner-up, not just for refuge, do you want to get along? A ride to kill Lataen?”

“There’s that idea, but the idea of ​​two mountains colliding and what a few rocks have is meaningless.”

“Even if you have some self-knowledge, why are you still here?”

“You have to try anyway.” Tang En sighed, he had thought for a long time, and found that Rataen really couldn’t kill him.

Even if Marenia fights with him, both lose and lose, release the scarlet corruption, and turn the Broken Star General into a lunatic, but that power is still not something he can touch now. After thinking about it, he got it wrong:

This decisive battle is meaningless except to avoid the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. If there is any way to avoid this catastrophe, it would be great.

Of course, these things are just thoughts.

Going in front of Marenia to act as a prophet, telling her that if she loses her eyes and pulls out the needle, she will only become a “goddess of scum”? Believe it or not, I haven’t finished speaking, my head is already flying freely in the sky.

Besides, although Twain started from a humble beginning, he was not the Holy Mother.

“Stupid apprentice, take it easy.” Seeing that he was silent, Se Lian picked up the remaining half of the plate and started eating without any hesitation.

She abides by the ‘Poverty Pledge’, but she can’t see waste.

But Tang En pretended to be melancholy, glanced quietly to the side, and saw Ser Lian holding the spoon he had just used, planing rice into his mouth in small bites, chewing on his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Hidden away, the golden tree dew drops are becoming more and more rare now, and they have become controlled products, otherwise they would not suffer this crime.

He secretly wiped off his cold sweat, and got up feeling melancholy.

“I’ll take a walk around the barracks to relax.”

“Go, go.” Selian didn’t lift her head.

Tang En turned around and left. The melancholy expression just now disappeared instantly, and even his steps became much lighter.

The teacher’s “meticulous” care is really no blessing for normal people, at least they have to fill up their anti-drug ability.

“Wait a moment!”

Just as he was cheering for his escape, the voice behind him made his movements stagnate, and he turned around stiffly.

Se Lian was still eating sullenly, and urged: “What about your follow-up?”

“What follow-up?” Tang En was puzzled.

“Novel, I just wrote about the battle with that little Ichiro’s castle tower. Your injury is healed. Hurry up and continue writing for my teacher. It’s very boring recently.” Se Lian was a little upset. She hated writing these things the most. Half the bastard who didn’t read more.

It turned out to be a reminder.

Tang En breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that Selian read all kinds of books. It can be said that he knew everything about magic, military affairs, politics, and economics. But as an author, he also had his own principles.

“Sorry, good works need to be polished, and it’s useless for you to rush.”

“I allow you to go to the cafeteria for dinner.”

Tang En was surprised at first, then showed a firm expression, gritted his teeth and said:

“make a deal!”

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