"You traitor!" Old nobles like Cen Deng were not so quick to get mad, but younger ones could not. ￠￡A middle-aged man dressed as a nobleman, whose emblem should be an earl, drew his sword with a "crack" sound.
Sheath, stepped forward, and without even saying a word, a shining cold light had already pierced Raven's throat.
"ah!"
"don't want!"
Effiin and other nobles next to him didn't have time to react.
Could it be that this special envoy of the Phantom Goddess was about to die on the spot?
Raven smiled. He had known for a long time that some people would dislike him, the big boss who landed from nowhere. He was obviously not from Corian Pais, and the princess didn't even give him the title of commander, but he could
Encourage the princess to launch a decisive battle.
This influence alone is enough to make many nobles who want to be in power go crazy with jealousy.
Look at this guy, he may not rebel against the enemy. At least he is planning to save the country and pick up a princess. How can he allow an outsider to steal his limelight?
Yeah, yeah, the beginning of the legendary stage, at this age, is pretty good.
Even though the sword light is coming, Lei Wen is still thinking about commenting. There is no other way. Recently, it has been a battle between gods. I have a high level of vision. I really can't look down on the legendary level.
While Raven was calm, Laila next to him was caught in a dilemma: Should I take action? Should I take action?
Laila, who has never directly seen Raven fight many times, really doesn’t know how many tricks Raven has. Even though she knows that Raven is very capable and has many trump cards, after all, she feels that Raven is just a silver leveler. After all, fighting against a gold level person
It's barely enough, let alone a legend, even for a legendary master who has just advanced and whose breath is unstable.
Just as Laila's avatar raised her legs to take a step forward to help Raven block the blow, the atmosphere suddenly changed dramatically.
A fierce murderous aura rose from Raven's body. In the eyes of the nobles, this little warlock who looked gentle and could at best be regarded as a gentle scum suddenly seemed to have turned into a brutal five-color evil dragon.
The smell of destruction, violence, and killing was so strong that it almost made people unable to breathe.
[Halo of Destruction] activates!
Because of their mentality, the system has automatically determined that they are enemies. Their morale will be suppressed immediately. Depending on their strength, their morale will be reduced by 1 point or 2 points.
[Elementary Eye of Destruction] activates!
Others only felt that Raven's eyes suddenly bloomed with some kind of mysterious, invisible light. Then a necklace around the neck of the legendary strongman wielding the sword and the extremely sexy white silk scarf instantly turned into green light spots.
, disappeared without a trace.
Shocked!
Being able to reach the legendary level, he still has some sense of perception. Such a big change happened to his neck. The shock in the guy's heart was comparable to the stormy sea: What kind of trick is this? Can it destroy the silk scarf and necklace on my throat?
The throat is a critical point, everyone knows it.
According to common sense, if someone can bring a move to your throat, it means that as long as he thinks about it, you are already dead. It is no different from putting a sword on your neck.
No one would know that Raven's [Elementary Eye of Destruction] can only deal with items of Silver level or below. If Raven had been targeting the legendary powerhouse himself, he would have defeated the gang immediately.
However, Raven is quite a thief and seems to stop at the last minute.
Lei Wen turned around leisurely and faced the nobles calmly. His words were full of majesty: "Next time, I won't target your scarf."
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts. The power of arcane magic is always mysterious. People always have an instinctive fear of the unknown. There was no magician present, so naturally they didn't know what kind of trick it was.
It should be said that even if Master was present, he would not be able to see through this level of stunts.
For a moment, the scene froze.
Princess Effine finally reacted: "Count Tristan! Put down your sword! Listen to Mr. Lexus' explanation! If he is really the enemy of Corianpas, it will not be too late for you to pick up your sword again. If not, please
Kneel down and apologize to the envoy of the Phantom Goddess!"
In fact, Effiin was already a little biased. But Raven didn't care.
He saw the princess looking at him hoping for an explanation.
Raven pointed at the enemy formation slowly: "As long as our troops reach the enemy's formation, those big guys will switch sides."
"Really?" the princess asked.
In her heart, the princess tends to believe that this is true. If it is true, it would be wonderful. The enemy's trump card has become a life-threatening charm. It makes me sad to think about it.
Raven gave the princess face, and he bowed and saluted: "I am Lexus, a warlock, and a mechanical warlock."
For a moment, all the nobles were in an uproar.
The machine warlock is definitely a super rare profession. There are originally very few warlocks. There are only three or four warlocks out of a hundred magic masters. But among 10,000 warlocks, you can only find one machine warlock at most.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Neras Empire's inheritance of mechanism skills had long been cut off.
If what Raven said is true, then based on his status, he will become a guest of any royal family in a large empire.
But, who can be sure that what Raven said is true?
"If our main force reaches the enemy formation and those steel golems don't switch sides, we will be doomed. Your Royal Highness, I strongly do not recommend that you take this risk." Duke Zenden insisted through gritted teeth.
Princess Effiin is in trouble.
"You don't need the main force. Leave your peasant soldiers and mercenary groups to me and watch me defeat the main force on the other side with a single charge. Just leave your tin cans in the back as guards of honor." Lei Wen boasted.
"You..." Efein wanted to say 'you're crazy', but in the end he didn't say it. These militiamen are farmers who have just come from the fields. They have received a little professional training and have professional levels.
The soldiers of the garrison have been divided up by the nobles in the name of recruitment. It is conceivable that even after this battle is over, these outstanding seedlings will be directly incorporated into the private soldiers of the nobles.
Although it is a common practice to use miscellaneous soldiers to consume the physical strength of the soldiers on the opposite side, the opposite side also does this. You can see that a hole has been opened in the opponent's formation, allowing your own peasants and soldiers to line up and use cannon fodder against cannon fodder.
However, even if all the peasants and mercenaries were lost, it wouldn't actually be a huge loss. After all, Lei Wen even paid for the mercenaries.
The nobles wanted to ridicule Raven, but they couldn't find a reason. And after all, Raven also represented a god.
In the end, under the eyes of distrust, Raven obtained the command of the peasant soldiers and mercenary group.
"Where are you going?" Cen Deng suddenly found that Raven was actually walking towards the mixed group of peasants, soldiers and mercenaries who were about to attack. In her imagination, a noble messenger like Raven should be sitting in the center, watching the cannon fodder in front of him being beaten.
Beat to death.
"Let's charge together! Otherwise, if you watch from behind, you won't feel it, okay?" Raven chuckled.
Crazy! Crazy! This guy is definitely mentally ill!
If he wants to die so much, just let him die. Anyway, even if you lose the peasants and soldiers, it won't hurt your bones.
Not only the princesses and nobles, but also the ordinary soldiers looked at Raven and his maid towards the front line as if they were idiots.
The little Loli goddess couldn't help it anymore: "Hey! Raven. What tricks do you have? Although these are not my followers, can you really bear to see so many innocent people die?"
"Innocents? No, no, no, I tell you, these people will soon become your believers." Raven pinched Laila's white little face.
"ah!"
Ignoring Laila, Raven strode forward and walked to a temporary command platform that could be seen by the entire front line.
The front line team, which was still a little hesitant at first, fell silent.
In the eyes of civilians and mercenaries, every master is a high-ranking figure. They don't understand why this young master comes here.
"Everyone, I am Lexus, the frontline commander authorized by Her Royal Highness Princess Effiin." Raven raised the command sword that the princess had just given him.
"I am also an envoy sent by the phantom goddess Laila." After saying that, a mist suddenly rose behind Raven. After a few seconds, the mist disappeared.
"Although His Majesty Corianpas once ordered to expel the followers of the Phantom Goddess, the compassionate Lady of the Mist saw that you were in a desperate situation and still ordered me to save you and lead you to this victory."
There was a sudden commotion below.
"Remember! As long as you silently recite the name of Lady Mist in your heart, you will be saved! You will not die in this battle. And you will win, gain glory, and get a lot of bonuses. Otherwise...
...You wish you luck!"
As soon as Lei Wen finished speaking, several nobles behind Cen Deng started making noises.
"Asshole! What do you mean? Our principality believes in the God of War."
Raven ignored the reaction in the distance behind him. He winked at Laila in the audience: "Suck with all your strength!"
The little loli gritted her teeth and tried her best.
Raven raised her arms and waved, and a misty female figure with a height of three people suddenly appeared behind Raven. The female figure waved her delicate hand, and a layer of mist suddenly appeared on the peasant soldiers and mercenaries who were willing to silently recite the name of Laila.
.
Huh? That’s it?
The peasants and soldiers felt a little weak.
Raven secretly rolled his eyes at Laila and mentally connected with Laila: How poor is your divine power?
Laila cried sadly: It’s really gone! Let me tell you. If I don’t receive words from believers after this battle, I will die in front of you.
Raven was not angry anymore.
Okay! The useless god under him is not strong enough, so the boss can only subsidize it himself.
Raven quietly raised his hand.
【Extraordinary cold】
This auxiliary spell of the artificer can weave spells into the armor of teammates in a row, causing the armor to emit unnatural cold. Any opponent who attacks the armor will suffer about 15 points of cold damage.
Life is like a play. It all depends on acting skills.
Due to the seamless connection of Raven's spells, the peasants and mercenaries finally felt that Lady Mist was quite powerful.
It's a pity that just such a move has drained Laila's divine power and Raven's little mana. You know, Raven, the machine warlock, has been personally baptized by the demigod guardian spirit of Setan Fortress. Generally, the machine warlock's auxiliary spells are
It would be great if it can reach 100 people.
Do you still want more than 1,500 peasant soldiers and mercenaries?
Raven raised his arms again: "Cheer! This is the Cold Mist Divine Armor given to you by Lady Mist. With it, you are wearing a brand new piece of mail armor that can release the power of ice!"
"Oh oh oh oh!" It's not too cold after all. The peasants and soldiers are uneducated, which doesn't mean they are all fools. Although I don't know how much defense such a thin layer of cold water mist can have, but with more protection on the battlefield, it should be better People feel safer in their hearts. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!
ps: Today is Saturday, a parent-child day, and I have to spend time with my son. So after yesterday’s fourth update, there are only three scheduled updates today. And the third update will be late at night or early tomorrow morning.