Chapter 49

Puff!

The huge black axe directly split Baron Emerson in half. The thick blood and broken organs stained SAIN's burly body, and the rest of his body and the steed were smashed.

The famous court Baron of edalas, the chief intelligence officer of Jeffrey family, died quietly on the battlefield without leaving any trace, even his body no longer exists.

"I don't care what your name is! Your bones will pave the way for my glory!"

SAIN carelessly wiped off the blood stains on his face, continued to drag his mountain like body and began to accelerate to run, like a high-speed tank, forming a scarlet shield in front of it.

"Blood!"

"War!"

"Kill!"

"Tear!"

"Smash!"

"Die!"

All obstacles on the running route, whether knights, servants or armored horses, were completely crushed by SAIN's huge body, and the black axe danced like a dragon, swallowing the lives of the fearful.

Blood overflowed, white bone slag splashed, dark green armor and gray Chain Armor mixed together, crushed blood and flesh, deeply embedded in the pale snow, ploughing a bloody road to hell on this hill road.

Fear began to spread in the hearts of the servants of the iron thorn knight. They were sad to find that their attack could hardly do any harm to the figure like a war machine. They could only let the slaughter and the flowing blood dye the snow red.

Boom!

Along the bloody road opened up by SAIN, modrian led the NOx expeditionary cavalry to give the iron thorn Knight servant the last blow, and recklessly attacked the iron thorn Knight servant who was in fear.

The scarlet life energy surges wildly in modrian's body. The blue sword harvests the enemy's head. When he rushes into the crowded iron thorn array, he must ensure that each blow is so crisp and neat, and there can be no stagnation, otherwise he will fall into the vortex of war.

His eyes were red with sputtered blood. Modrian ignored the crying enemy. There was no mercy in the war, only cruelty and killing.

"Huh?"

Modrian suddenly felt that his vision was slightly bright. Through the falling snowflakes, he found that the array of iron thorns had been chiseled through. Looking back, the Dark Armor of the Knox expeditionary cavalry had already been bright red, which was a symbol of glory of bloody struggle.

Holding up the blue sword, modrian turned his horse's head, put on a charging posture again, pointed to the iron thorn Knight servant trapped in chaos and fear, and roared loudly.

"Knox wins!"

The killing continued, there was no reason to stop, and the music of war played again.

......................

"Worm, why don't you run away? My blood is burning!"

SAIN lowered his ugly head and looked at the iron thorn Knight servant who was still charging towards him. The so-called sharp weapon only left a little gray mark on his pale body.

"Then, send you to hell!"

The crimson light condensed and shone on the black axe. SAIN held it high as if a red sun covered the area, and then waved the black axe suddenly.

[cruel strike]!

Boom!

The huge dull sound resounded through the hills, shaking the snow like the shaking of the earth. Blood, white bones and meat dregs overflowed in this area shrouded by the blood of fighting, and the cries of pain and fear echoed wildly on the edge.

The remaining iron thorn Knight servants stared at the red pit in front of them, and the faintly visible armor fragments came from their former partners.

Then the fear of death completely defeated the loyalty they insisted on. They began to flee in a panic. Even leaving their back to the charging cavalry is far safer than here.

Looking at these fleeing worms, SAIN wiped the blood of his body indiscriminately, then stared in a certain direction, opened the huge corners of his mouth and smiled ferociously.

"Hahaha, kill the strong and trample on the weak!"

"For example, she!"

......................

"Miss Angelina, it's time for us to get out of here," said the captain of the guard cavalry. On the hill not far away, the frightening huge figure was charging.

Hearing the speech, Angelina frowned, her blue eyes showed a cold look, and said stiffly, "do you also think I failed?"

The cavalry captain of the guard was silent, and a little sadness appeared in the pupil under the dark green visor. He looked at the two bloody battlefields in the hill. The balance of victory had been completely away from the iron thorns.

"I need you to help me stop the opposite charge," said Angelina gnashing her teeth. Her gauze covered face was a little twisted, more unwilling.

"But..." said the cavalry captain, trying to stop.

"This is an order!"

"Yes, Miss Angelina." the guard cavalry captain saluted solemnly, then waved to take away the remaining guard cavalry, an elite cavalry ordered to protect Angelina.

"How could I lose? I'm Angelina Fran ç OIS Jeffrey, the next Archduke of the Jeffrey family."

Angelina silently took out a blue magic scroll from her magic robe, her eyes fixed on modrian on the hill, and her heart was filled with resentment.

"In particular, how can I lose to him? I won't lose to the waste who was played with by me. Neither will the iron thorn. The victory belongs to Jeffrey."

Click!

The blue magic scroll is gently opened, and the turbulent element energy boils around Angelina, forming a visible energy storm.

She stretched out the thin white palm of her right hand and pointed to the huge and burly red figure. SAIN, entangled by the guards and cavalry, bloomed in her blue eyes.

[advanced spell: ice wolf roar bullet]!

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

The surging elemental energy turned into six lifelike frost wolves in the ice and snow weather. They roared and then rushed to SAIN like a speeding train.

With each step, the figure of the giant frost wolves will be huge. They are absorbing the ice and snow energy existing in heaven and earth, and the blizzard at the moment makes these giant frost wolves even more powerful.

Angelina stumbles. As a formal mage, she forcibly uses the scroll of high-level spells, which has emptied her spiritual energy.

Dancing snowflakes blow the gauze on her face, revealing a beautiful face. Angelina doesn't care. Her blue eyes look at SAIN. She wants to see the final result.