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Caesar's personal guards were few in number, only two hundred people, but these two hundred people gave off the aura of an army of ten thousand. Their every step and movement was perfectly integrated, allowing the team of two hundred people to display their greatest strength. The leader of the two hundred cavalrymen was the leader. His entire face was covered by an iron helmet, making it impossible to see clearly. Charge! " The two hundred men shouted in unison, "Kill!" The 20 riders were like a dark cloud as they charged over!

Old Tom shouted, "Fire!" Dozens of huge fireballs directly shot towards the enemy, and the mages then began a new round of magical preparation. Fifteen of the fifty warriors were archers, and each one was a strong military expert.

The guard captain shouted, "Defense formation!" It seemed to be an item for enchanting equipment, which made Werther sigh. Not only was Klein rich, even the Kaiser Empire could equip this kind of extremely valuable magical equipment. Of course, magic had to be countered with magic. The attack of Klein's side, along with the display of the magic defense equipment of the Kaiser Empire, was a complete failure. The huge fireball was unable to break through the defense of the armor, and most of it disappeared without a trace.

After all, magical armors were not omnipotent. After defending against a wave of magical attacks, most of the warriors were in a state of meditation, and Klein's warriors had been carefully selected. Each of them had skills not inferior to the imperial guards, so it was destined that they would meet their match in a fight to the death! More than a dozen people were hit by the arrows. However, they didn't stop. They didn't even try to pull out the arrows from their bodies. Under the captain's lead, they continued to rush forward like a hot knife through butter!

An expression of admiration emerged on Werther's face. These were all hardened soldiers, men! Unfortunately, even though he admired them a lot, he still had to bury them with his own hands. Because this was a small war, the losers were destined to lose their lives, and Werther didn't want to lose his precious life, so he could only fight, fight until the end! On the surface, the Daoist cultivators looked gentle and elegant, as if they didn't care about worldly matters. However, in reality, when it came to their own interests, especially their lives, they would erupt with far more ruthless methods than normal people. After all, these people were people who dared to fight against the heavens for their own longevity! It wasn't that Werther didn't have compassion, but the compassion he felt at that moment was undoubtedly laughable and pale!

A furious roar! It was like the roar of a dragon from the ninth heaven! Werther wore a golden dragon-shaped armor, and with the coiling dragon staff in hand, he leapt out of the defensive convoy. Soon after, an inexplicable grandeur emanated from his armor! It instantly clashed with two hundred cavalrymen! It was the might of a dragon! This was the unique aura of a creature that could be called the peak of the pyramid in this world, excluding deities! When Kelton was forging the Heaven-Devouring Armor, he had specially added a small cup of dragon blood, using a method of solidifying magic to solidify the dragon's power onto the armor. With a specialized magic array to activate the dragon's power, the dragon's power would be very weak compared to the dragon's power of a real dragon.

Dragon's Might is a special kind of imposing manner that originates from the fact that high-ranked beings are naturally intimidated by lower-ranked creatures." Dragon's Might is a special kind of imposing manner that originates from the fact that high-ranked beings are naturally intimidated by lower-ranked creatures. The moment it came into contact with the dragon's might, the warhorses began to react, appearing restless and uneasy. Some of them even started to spin on the spot, but fortunately, these warhorses were experienced in battle and were in a state of panic.

The cavalry captain was very experienced, he instantly determined that this was a method used by the enemy. He ordered the horses to stay on the horse and shouted: "Stay in formation, don't loose, stick close to the horse's belly, their dragon's might won't last for long!" He barely managed to hold on to the charging formation and continued to rush forward at an extremely fast speed. For now, the only way was to kill the one who had released the dragon's might as soon as possible. Only then would the war horse be able to return to its normal state.

However, even a moment of disarray was enough for Werther. He didn't even need to activate the dragon's might to mess up the enemy's formation, but everything was just a form of excitement, he just wanted to try the operation of the magic array to trigger the dragon's might! The blood in his body boiled! It was as if he had turned into a barrel of gunpowder, possessing endless strength and explosive will to vent! Werther raised his longstaff without saying much. With a single leap, he immediately leaped ten meters away, jumping five times in a row before directly colliding with the charging cavalry's square formation!

Old Tom shouted, "Werther! Bastard, don't throw your life away! Come back! We can slowly defend! "Come back quickly!" Rock Heel and Passat were also surprised. They never thought that this quiet noble young master would have such a violent fighting ability that was comparable to that of the beastmen. Without saying a word, he grabbed his stick and charged forward. Like Old Tom, they all thought that Werther was dead. As everyone knew, what kind of ending would it be if he were to fight to the death with a pair of charging cavalrymen? Especially since these cavalrymen wore the most elite of the Kaiser Kingdom's Royal City Guards armor and possessed the best weapons and the most proficient martial skills! However, the scene that happened the next moment caused all of them to be petrified. They simply could not believe that this was real.

The moment Werther leaped out, the zhenqi in his dantian revolved crazily, transforming from the zhenqi chaos to the dark demonic path's zhenqi. It was obvious that the demonic path's methods were more suitable for this kind of environment of slaughter. When the black devilish qi spread throughout his body and felt the inherent thirst for slaughter and trampling in his zhenqi, Werther knew that it was impossible for him to stop each type of zhenqi to have its own attribute. If he excessively rejected it, it would instead affect the development of his zhenqi and even cause backlash.

A man colliding with a torrent of steel! It's coming, coming closer and closer. Werther could even see the intricately carved patterns on the armor of the cavalry soldiers in front of him and the faint disdain in their eyes. All he did was one action. Puff! As if piercing through a thin layer of paper, the cavalry soldier closest to him didn't even have the time to defend himself when the tip of the stick touched his chest. Then as if he had been violently struck by ten mammoths, the magic armor, which had previously been undamaged by countless attacks, flickered with a little light and then became depressed.

In the eyes of others, Werther had stabbed a Knight in the chest with his staff, and this Knight had turned into a pile of things. Yes, it was hard to tell if it was flesh or armor, but he had been pushed out at a speed even faster than his sprinting speed! One swing! A single staff strike! Instant kill! A regular intake of breath came from Klein's convoy.

Passat's voice trembled as he asked, "Is this really a human? Rock Heel, are you sure he's not a warrior of our Beast Race? " Shi Du smiled bitterly, "He is indeed human, but his strength has increased a lot more than what I've seen before." Passat swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His eyes suddenly brimmed with fear, as if he recalled the scene when he challenged Werther just now.

Werther had killed one of the knights with a stick, but then the others had trampled and attacked him. Countless blades and spears shot out like a storm, striking the Heaven-Devouring Armor. It was at this moment that the true alchemist abilities of a Saint level alchemist were revealed. Calton had once proudly said that after his painstaking efforts to refine the armor, it could withstand the full strength of a Saint level expert without falling. As for a Saint level attack, it was basically negligible. This sentence was indeed not an exaggeration!

Countless attacks landed on the Heaven-Devouring Armor, but the golden armor did not budge the slightest bit. However, Werther, who was hiding inside, felt very uncomfortable from the successive tremors. He waved the coiling dragon rod in his hand, drawing a half-arc. All the Knights who were hit by the sweeping fell off their horses! What kind of power was this? What kind of divine ability was this! After being disturbed by him, the entire cavalry array immediately collapsed. The cavalry captain could not conceal the astonishment in his eyes, but he still calmly gave the order: "Stop the sprint, gather your strength and finish him off!"

The very sharp charging formation was immediately interrupted by Werther, causing a great disturbance. The cavalry captain also made a prompt decision and immediately ordered to stop his charge, concentrating his strength to eat this thorny guy first. However, as Werther wore the Heaven Swallowing Armor, he did not seem to care about attacks below the Saint level, and would not show mercy to this group of cavalrymen. Wearing the Heaven Swallowing Armor, Werther was not affected at all by attacks below the Saint level, and would not show mercy to this group of cavalrymen. After eighteen consecutive blows, eighteen people were beaten to death. The cavalry captain saw that the situation was not good and shouted, "Retreat! "Retreat!" Even the most elite of the cavalry was scared by this monster, Werther, the moment they heard the order, they hurriedly retreated.