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"Uncle Edmund."

Viscount Connor's face turned pale on the battlefield, and the advantages he had finally established were disintegrated one by one under the opponent's continuous trump card.

The killing and deterrent power of the three-bow bed crossbow and the powerful praise of the pseudo-light Saint Maiden are all great killing weapons on the battlefield.

Now the morale of Lu'an's army has fallen to the bottom.

If the situation cannot be reversed, Connor's army will be defeated irreversibly.

An army of more than a thousand and hundreds of people attacked a small Gru Fort, but it was defeated. This was something Viscount Connor never dreamed of.

He calmed down his emotions and regained the aristocrat's slow demeanor.

He looked at the Lifa man beside him, with a humble and respectful expression, "The pseudo-Saint of Light and the Goblin War Bandit are too powerful. Please take action to save the situation."

The only trump card that can be used now is the flamewalker Edmund.

Edmund glanced at him and smiled with a smile: "Master Conner, if I remember correctly, I only agreed to help you restrain the other sub-saint strongman, and never agreed to help you solve other problems."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer suddenly flashed through Viscount Connor's eyes.

However, although he was unhappy, the expression on his face was not flawed. He nodded as if he was aware of it, and smiled gracefully: "I know that I have worked hard this time, and my nephew feels sorry. Don't worry, my nephew will not let you be in vain. I heard that my uncle's youngest son is about to become an adult, and Baron Gordeyar's blood in Gorru Town has been cut off. There is just one baron in Gorru Town..."

"Oh." The light in the eyes of the flamewalker Edmund, obviously very moved by this. Although he is also a viscount, he is different from the descendants of an old nobleman like Conner who has a long family.

His fiefdom was just two baron leaders, which was really shabby. If the fiefdom could not be expanded, his beloved young son would have no way out.

"What a heart-warming reward." Flame walker Edmund stared at Connor, smiling, "I also believe that Master Connor is a true nobleman who will do what he says."

"Uncle Edmund, you are joking." Viscount Connor smiled heartily, "You are the Sub-Saint. You have to borrow a hundred courages from me, and you dare not fool you."

"Since Mr. Conner is so generous, I will be disrespectful. Don't worry, the Holy Maiden of Light and the Three Giant Crossbows will be handed over to me."

Edmund laughed and reached out to snatch it, and a huge red spear appeared in his palm.

I saw his red fighting spirit swelling all over his body, and his whole body instantly soared from the saddle.

Under the dark sky, he was like the rising sun, extremely fierce and dazzling.

The majestic power swept out from him like a hurricane.

The scorching and blazing fire enveloped half of the battlefield in an instant.

His appearance was extremely powerful, and he actually suppressed the aura of the Holy Light Saint. Both the soldiers from both sides felt a dry mouth and a vague feeling of heat waves coming.

"Pseudo-Holy Maiden." Edmund's voice resounded throughout the battlefield like a bell. "The Emperor of the Empire and our King have already ordered the announcement that the great God of Light has fallen. Anyone who dares to act under the name of God of Light will be regarded as a heretic rebel. I advise you to surrender obediently and may still save your life."

The sub-saint at level 6 is indeed extraordinary.

His voice spread throughout the battlefield and rumbled in people's ears.

"How is it possible? Such a mighty power is actually a sub-saint-level powerhouse!" Knight Horn, who was fighting bloody on the city wall, had many scars on his body, changed his face drastically. He couldn't believe that the other party would actually have such a trump card.

Every sub-saint-level powerful man is above all else. If he sees the head but not the tail in the clouds, Viscount Connor can actually invite such people.

On the walls of Gru Castle, the saint Catherine, who had already performed the praise of light, also had her pretty eyes slightly condensed.

This person's power is much stronger than the level 5 monster Earth Bear. Is he really a level 6 sub-saint strongman?!

However, before she could react, in the sky, Edmund, the flame walker who had jumped up, had raised the huge spear in his hand and stabbed forward.

In an instant, there were flowing lights flying on the spear, emitting dazzling light.

In the light, a fire dragon roared out of the gun and flew towards a three-bow crossbow.

The fire dragon was fierce and domineering, exuding a powerful power that made people feel heart-pounding. It almost roared in front of a three-bow crossbow and hit it hard!

"boom!"

The dazzling fire burst out instantly.

The huge three-bow crossbow was torn apart by this terrifying force in an instant. The special metal bow arm was twisted and deformed in an instant. The bow string made of the 5th-level earth bear tendon also broke and bounced out in an instant. The soldiers responsible for controlling the three-bow crossbow could not bear it at the first time. Under the terrifying power of the fire dragon, they burst into blood.

For a moment, countless metal fragments mixed with wood chips and blood flew around. The soldiers who were approaching were immediately smashed to cry and cried, and the surroundings were in chaos.

On the city wall.

Seeing this scene, Lord Horn's face, who had always been calm, suddenly changed color: "What a strong flame fighting spirit, this person should be the famous flame walker Edmund! Sub-saint-level powerhouse!"

As the premonition came true, the face of the Saint of Light Catherine Katherine became even more serious.

She didn't know much about Edmund's firewalker, and didn't know what Edmund's strength was, but she still knew how much role a sub-saint-level powerhouse could play in the battlefield.

If the Flame Walker is allowed to continue, it will definitely cause a huge blow to morale!

"Super shield wall, protect the three-bow bed crossbow!"

The Saint of Light made a quick decision and directly dispatched troops to protect the remaining two three-bow crossbows, while allowing Susan and Harry to disperse with other clergy to stabilize morale.

at the same time.

Outside Gruburg, Viscount Connor noticed the chaos on the city wall and became very happy.

The pseudo-cultivation is a pseudo-cultivation. No matter how powerful the giant crossbow is, it is still vulnerable to the sub-saint-level powerhouse?! The pseudo-visual Saint, I am afraid that the six gods are gone at this moment? Hahaha~

There were a few of the generals around him who knew a lot and had already recognized the figure at this moment.

"It's the Firewalker!"

"It's Edmund, the Firewalker!"

"Hahaha~ The city lord is really amazing. He can actually invite such a big shot to help. With the Fire Walker here, we will definitely win!"

Several barons shouted almost at the same time, and the expressions on their faces were mixed with the excitement of seeing the strong man and the joy of winning, and they were extremely excited.

Not only them, but even those Lu'an soldiers whose morale had fallen to the bottom of the valley couldn't help but feel refreshed when they saw the figure emitting a majestic power above their heads, and their morale suddenly recovered a lot.

With such a strong man helping, why worry about defeating Gru Castle?!

"Kill and kill! Kill all those false believers of light, Viscount Connor will receive a generous reward. The time has come to make achievements and change his destiny!"

Under the spur of the barons and other generals, the morale of the Luan army recovered and suddenly increased. Having the opportunity to change its destiny and become a nobleman, even if it was just a lord knight, was the dream of countless soldiers.

Opportunities are already in front of you. As long as you follow the legendary sub-sage master, you will have a chance.

The soldiers of Lu'an army, whose morale was trembling, rushed up the city wall like a tide and fought with the believers of the Light.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The thick gate of Gru Fort was also about to be broken under the crazy impact.

Once the absolute advantage of the city wall is lost, Gru Fort can almost be declared destroyed. Even if a level 6 sub-saint appears in Gru Fort, it will be difficult to save the defeat.

"Sir Horn, Landon." The Holy Maiden's eyes were solemn, staring at Edmund, the flame walker who was showing great power on the battlefield and turned the situation around with her own strength. She said in a cold voice, "Now, it's time to be loyal to my Lord. Let the three of us go together and we must hold the flame walker."

"Yes, His Highness." Langdon slashed a soldier with a sword, wiped the blood from his face, his eyes cold and fearless.

Knight Horn hesitated for a moment. Although he knew that this move was just going to die, he nodded and said, "I am a knight. Since I have been loyal to my lord, it is natural to die for my lord."

The decisive momentum spread across the three of them.

At the same time, in the Kingdom of Light.

Wu Hui sighed softly, Katherine, Katherine, you are such a stubborn little girl. It’s time to go, don’t you want to ask me for help?

"St. Luke." Wu Hui's voice was cold.

"Old servant is here." St. Luke bent down slightly, respectfully.

"It's time, it's time for you to come out."

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Chapter completed!