The Crown of Moon Shadow is the scout unit of the Khorasan Legion, composed entirely of catwomen. They are as elusive as ghosts.
The moment the security guard finished speaking, they saw a catwoman appear five meters in front of them, and then flashed past.
Although it was only for a moment, Catwoman glanced over with a pair of yellow eyes, her vertical pupils full of indifference and murderous intent.
The security guards all shuddered, and a few of the timid ones even turned around and ran away.
Bologna's Ursine warriors rode through the Extreme Frost Bears and rushed past, like a torrent of steel flooding the long street, bringing an endless winter of death!
"Whoever kills kills!"
"Those who plunder people's property will be killed!"
"Those who declare violence will be killed!"
"Those who commit adultery will be killed!"
"Those who take advantage of the situation to rob others and gather to cause trouble will be killed!"
"Those who believe in evil gods will be killed!"
"Allow the rebels to kill!"
The bear man roared and announced the "Seven Kill Order" loudly, killing every thug and insurgent he encountered wherever he went.
They moved non-stop towards the shaman temple to protect the life of the high priest.
On another street leading to the Governor's Mansion, the Wind Calamity Rangers are rushing forward. They are different from their fellow elves who love elegance and magnificence. Their fighting style is more violent and explosive, like a tornado hurricane.
Shred any resistance along the way.
Elves admire nature and hate metal instruments, so they rarely wear forged heavy armor and all wear light leather armor. However, the Storm Clan is an exception. They all wear armor, but because the wind magic circle is engraved on it,
It's lighter than leather armor.
Storm elves are best at mounted archery, perhaps because the mount under their crotch is a shadow snow leopard, which naturally connects with them. Therefore, even a fledgling elf can control a horse with two legs and fire a volley with two bows with both hands.
"Point five, shoot!"
The centurion of the fifth team shouted, and her men immediately held their bows, nocked arrows, and aimed at the enemy's position. Then they loosened the strings in a uniform manner.
Buzz!
The arrows were scattered, and none of them missed. They were all nailed to the necks of the thugs, killing them on the spot.
There was no screaming or wailing, no struggling or escaping, because everything was killed with one hit.
These rangers were so confident that they fired their bows and arrows, no longer checking the results or last-minute hits, and ran straight past. Only corpses with broken necks were left behind.
Storm elves are heavily armed archers, using magic bows with a range of up to 3,000 yards, and armor-piercing bursting arrows enchanted with Crescent Slash.
The cost of each of these armor-piercing arrows is as high as a thousand gold coins. They are also very lethal against flesh-hammers. However, they usually use T-shaped hammer-headed arrows. The arrow clusters are sharp enough to cut through heavy armor.
.If it is shot directly into the human body, all limbs will be broken.
A huge celestial vulture flew through the sky. An elf scout was riding on it, scouting the battlefield. After discovering the target, he immediately waved the glow stick in his hand and sent out a semaphore.
In the Calamity of Wind, the further the team number is, the more elite the soldiers are. After hearing the commander's order, they all pricked up their ears, bent their bows and nocked arrows at the same time, and then fired according to the direction.
Buzz!
Amidst the trembling sound of the bowstring, the arrow jumped over the five-meter-high wall, fell into the courtyards on both sides of the street, and accurately nailed the thugs who were committing crimes.
"what happened?"
The thugs didn't see the attacking enemy at all, and thought it was a stray arrow. After kneeling for more than half an instant, even idiots knew that there was a problem, but no matter where they fled, they would be shot by arrows and nailed to death.
On the spot.
The storm elf ran through the long street, everything became quiet, and no one who committed a crime could escape.
"As expected of the camp corps!"
Di Lanxue, who was riding at the front on a Greenland Snow Lion, looked back and couldn't help but admire.
The so-called camp corps is an elite corps that has entered the abyss battlefield, fought to the death with the Evil God Army, and captured the heads of at least ten times their own number.
These camp corps can hang camp flags with the World Tree as the background, embroidered with the portrait of the Elf Queen, as well as the sword and scepter. This represents great glory. Any legion who sees it must pay the greatest respect. If they attack them,
This means that they are enemies of the entire continent's camp corps, so the camp corps do not need to be loyal to a certain force. Even if they rashly enter the territory of a certain country, they will not be sentenced!
"It's an elf!"
Hundreds of orc cavalry appeared at the other end of the long street. When they saw this group of beautiful and graceful storm elves, their eyes immediately shone. If they were sold, how much would they be worth?
"Catch them alive..."
Before the Qianren leader finished shouting, a T-shaped arrow was nailed to his neck. The force was so strong that it directly tore the muscles, broke the cervical vertebrae, and made his head fall back, just like his back.
Wearing a straw hat.
The orcs were stunned. Before they could recover, the first wave of arrows had already arrived, and hundreds of headless corpses appeared on the street in an instant.
"We are the regular army of the Orc Empire, you can't shoot us!"
A centurion was frightened. He pulled the reins and kicked the horse's belly, causing it to turn and run away, while shouting that he was eager to live.
The storm elves remained unmoved, only the sound of bowstrings trembled.
Within a few breaths, hundreds of cavalry were slaughtered, and the rangers rode past. They were neither excited nor cheering, because shooting these orc soldiers was as easy as stroking the dust off their trouser legs.
"Governor, His Royal Highness Di Lanxue has arrived!"
A guard hurried into the study and reported to the governor.
"What? Hurry, go and greet us!"
The governor stood up, but after taking a few steps, he felt a sudden pain in his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw a sharp blade piercing his heart.
"You...skinned..."
The governor's face was full of horror. Only the Skinner Walker could avoid his own perception and conduct a sneak attack. Otherwise, he would be aware of any trace of murderous intention.
The Skinwalker didn't say anything nonsense. His entire body melted into a liquid state and penetrated into the Governor's body along his wounds.
In front of the Governor's Mansion, when the guards saw Di Lanxue and this group of uninvited guests, they immediately swarmed up with weapons.
"Stop, who are you?"
Phew! Phew! Phew!
They were answered by the arrows of the elves, which did not kill anyone this time, but shot off their right legs.
Di Lanxue rode up without stopping and drew her sword smoothly.
Whoosh!
A golden sword blade shot out and hit the gate of the Governor's Mansion, blasting it into pieces.
"Your Highness Di Lanxue, what do you mean? Do you look down on us orcs?"
The governor hurriedly walked out with a group of guards and questioned Shishi Ji.
"Submit your right to emergency, huh?"
Dilan's snow-blue eyes suddenly lit up, like lightning, and shot out a golden beam of light that swept across the governor.
The Governor felt that his soul was about to be seen through. He was about to force himself to calm down and scold Shishi Ji, but the other party drew his sword.
call out!
When the long sword was unsheathed, it was like a dragon roaring or a phoenix roaring. The entire space began to vibrate, and even cracks appeared. The violent plane currents poured in, tearing apart the governor's body.
"Seen through!"
The Skinwalker disguised as the Governor wanted to escape. Unfortunately, it was too late. A golden sword fell from the sky and split it in two.
The guards were startled, but because of Shi Shiji's identity, they did not dare to attack.
"It is a subordinate of the evil god!"
Di Lanxue frowned and suddenly swung his sword in the direction of ten o'clock.
"She killed the governor. To avenge you... ah!"
As soon as an orc servant finished shouting, his limbs were chopped off, cut into human sticks and thrown to the ground.
This is a fallen orc who is loyal to the evil god. His mission is to destroy the body after the Skinner's failure and frame the blame on Di Lanxue. However, before even saying a word, he became a prisoner.
"Keep the body. The governor is dead. Now I am in charge of Ujumqin's military and political power. You guys, please notify me and let the ministries suppress the riot!"
"Notify the whole city that anyone who steps onto the street without permission must go home and wait, and will be shot without mercy!"
"Inform the troops outside the city that leaving the camp without orders is prohibited!"
"Those who have made meritorious service in suppressing the rebellion will be rewarded with the title of Commander-in-Chief, and they will supervise each other. Those who are slack will be deprived of their military positions at the least, and their heads will be hanged in public in the most serious cases!"
Di Lanxue issued military orders in an orderly manner, which made a group of storm elves and orc guards sigh with emotion. She was worthy of being the empress of the Twilight Empire. At such a young age, she was already able to control everything!
"As you command!"
The orcs followed the order and left. They were not idiots. They knew that Di Lanxue's order could bring Uzhumu Qin to safety as quickly as possible and minimize losses, so even if she was a human, they would obey it.
"Let's go to the temple!"
Di Lanxue shook the reins, and the snow lion ran wildly, trampling in the air as if walking on flat ground, and rushed to the temple. Although it had no wings, it was a flying mount.
"guillotine!"
Boom!
The trapezoidal guillotine descended and decapitated one Star-Shattering Marshal. The other one had just escaped from the shackles of darkness and was blasted by the dark gaze. His skin was torn and his flesh was torn, and he was overwhelmed by Downton's domineering punch.
"Damn, what the hell?"
Although the sky was filled with dust, blocking his vision, Marshal Shattered Star could feel a terrifying aura approaching. As a result, after blocking Downton's Titan Subduing Demon, he failed to pay attention to the soul harvest.
A ghost suddenly appeared, floating behind Marshal Broken Star, slashing with a scythe.
Whoosh!
Marshal Shattered Star, who was qualified to command an army of thousands of Fleshbreakers, was beheaded and died on the spot.
Downton gasped, turned his head, and saw Ctesiphon's sword piercing the heart of another Marshal Shattered Star.
When the last Broken Star saw this scene, he didn't dare to fight and teleported away. However, after his body reappeared, his head tilted to one side and a large amount of blood spurted out from his neck.
After running for a few more steps, Broken Star died.
Downton stared to the right, and sure enough, a dark figure appeared.
"Is this the legendary Shisui Mingjing? So awesome!"
Heiying's voice was delicate, warm and sweet, just like a kitten's slippery tongue licking her earlobes.
"She is Esmerida, the chief of the cat people and the leader of the Moon Shadow Crown!" Cessifon was worried about accidental injury, so he explained quickly, "How is the battle going?"
"The situation is gradually under control, His Highness Di Lanxue is heading towards the temple!"
Esmerida salutes Ctesiphon. (To be continued...)
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