Thanks to the efforts of Homelin and Kay, the two powerhouses of the God Realm, and all the undead of the Scourge Church, the battle in the Undercity has gradually stabilized, and even started a gradual counterattack. Did not expect.
In the Hall of the Dead in the central area of the Undercity, Vivienne, the commander-in-chief of the Scourge Church army, looked at the woman in front of her, and couldn't help feeling a little admiration in her heart. The aristocratic woman is none other than Juliana, Queen of the New Ebia Kingdom.
The Red Silk Legion invaded, and the kingdom of New Egypt, which did not have many powerful people, soon perished. Juliana knew she could not resist, and after hastily passing the throne to her sister Catherine, she directly issued an order not to resist, and the whole of New Egypt was destroyed. The Kingdom of Biya was handed over to the Red Silk Legion, and he himself escaped from the palace through the tunnel and came to the Undercity.
If someone thinks that Julianna fled the battle, they are completely wrong. The current strategies and tactics of the Undercity are precisely from her hands.
Juliana believed that it was impossible for the New Ebia Kingdom to resist the attack of the Red Silk Army, but there was a place where it could be, and that was the Undercity of the Scourge Church. Combined with their own overall planning ability, it is still possible to organize a decent resistance.
But—it is only possible, Juliana knows that it is impossible to resist the Red Silk Army with the strength of the Scourge Church, and it is already a miracle to be able to do this.
However, everyone, including Vivienne, had a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Or, is Ron back
In the Hall of the Dead, both Vivienne and Juliana were silent, only the loud sound of the battle in the distance shook the ash on the roof and ceiling to fall down.
"How long can we resist like this?"
Finally, Vivian broke the silence and opened the door.
The hands of Juliana, who had been calm all this time, trembled suddenly, and the tea in the cup spilled out. She raised her face, barely revealing an aristocratic and elegant smile, but her answer disappointed Vivienne.
"I have no idea!"
Vivienne sighed, and Juliana's answer was expected. The current situation is already a miracle, and all of this is due to Juliana.
After a series of changes such as the destruction of the country and the death of the family, Juliana has become more mature than ordinary people. With her innate political and military talents, she has raised a resistance under the eyes of the Holy Roman Empire. The army successfully escaped the encirclement and suppression of the Holy Roman Empire many times and grew stronger, and then relied on the power of the Church of the Scourge and the support of Ron to rebuild the Kingdom of Ebia, step by step to today. Vivienne is not as good as that.
Juliana's biggest problem is that she is not strong enough to make these powerful people obey orders. However, strength can be cultivated, but political and military talents need to be cultivated from an early age. Perhaps this is the gap between nobles and commoners.
Looking at Juliana with a calm face, Vivian suddenly had a bold idea in her heart. Perhaps, compared to herself, Juliana is more suitable for the position of commander-in-chief of the Scourge Church...
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Cracked houses, broken walls, burning sky, the entire Noah Continent is full of such scenes, as if it is the end of the world.
The scorching sun above the head scorched the earth, and the temperature seemed to melt the air. Not far away, the crows of a few crows could be heard. These best scavengers on the continent were constantly circling in the sky. The guys have long lost interest in foraging, lazily sitting on the tree branch, with half of their eyes closed.
At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the endless field. He was walking slowly, his back getting longer and longer under the scorching sun.
One of the largest mercenary regiments in the Noah Continent, Lombard, the leader of the War Bear Mercenary Corps, is stumbling in this abandoned town at this moment. At this moment, he has long lost his former prestige, and his clothes are torn. Tattered, with dull eyes and a look of despair.
It's not that Lombard has never resisted the invasion of the Red Silk Legion, but the monsters in the God's Domain are too powerful. The offensive he organized with great difficulty was beaten to pieces in just one encounter, with heavy casualties. If it wasn't for the members of the regiment who tried their best to cover him, he was lucky enough to get his life back.
However, Lombard knew that this was not a fluke, it was just that his strength was too low, and those monsters in the God's Domain simply looked down on this prey.
Lombard will never forget the look that the harpy queen looked at him before leaving. This disdainful look was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not go away.
After this battle, Lombard understood a truth. The gap in strength between him and the monsters in the God's Domain was too great. In front of the God's Domain, he, the powerhouse of the Sanctuary, was nothing more than an ant.
Noah Continent has fallen into the control of the Red Silk Legion, there is no hope!
Walking and walking, I don't know how long it took, and finally, the tired and thirsty Lombard couldn't hold on any longer. He staggered and fell heavily to the ground with a "plop-" sound.
At this time, Lombard only felt a black shadow slowly approaching. He opened his eyes, and through the scorching sun, he could barely see a figure clearly.
"Water... water..."
Lombard groaned a few times and gave a faint cry for help.
The black shadow hesitated for a moment, and after a while, something slowly approached Lombard's mouth.
Smelling that trace of cool water, Lombard's brain suddenly cleared up. He couldn't care about anything else, grabbed the bottle, and drank the water "gudong...gudong...".
Lombard drank the bottle of water in one breath, then sat up and smiled, "Thank you... May I ask you..."
Before Lombard finished speaking, he was stunned. The man in front of him was wearing a white undead bone armor, a long cloak wrapped his whole body, and a hood covering half of his face. He looked like a standard undead. Mage's attire.
"Ron? You're back?"
There was a trace of surprise in Lombard's tone, but soon he realized that he was wrong, outrageously wrong, the emblem of the Red Silk Legion was actually embroidered on the chest of this Necromancer!
"The Red Silk Army?"
Lombard shuddered and woke up in an instant. He took a few steps back and said loudly, "No! You are definitely not Ron... Ron will not join the Red Silk Army... Who the hell are you ?”
"Hehehe..."
Sombra laughed.
"Mr. Lombard, you actually know Ron? Hehehe... It seems that I have found the right person..."
"You... you know me? What do you want to do?"
Lombard held the paladin's scepter in his hand, looking as if he was facing an enemy, and at the same time he was ready for battle.
"Hehe... Don't be nervous, my name is Klein! I am indeed from the Red Silk Army, but I have no ill intentions towards you, I just want to ask you a few questions..."
The black figure slowly took off his hood, revealing a young, fair, but different face from humans. It was Klein who came, and he appeared here because of a more important mission.
"Don't even think about it!"
Lombard immediately refused, "I... Holy Knight Lombard, I will never have any cooperation with the Red Silk Army, you should die!"
Klein smiled slightly, and narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Lombard, you are a smart person. Compared to your precious life, answering a few questions... I believe... it won't be too difficult for you, right?"
Klein smiled slightly, but his tone was bone-chillingly cold, and his indifferent face was full of vague murderous intent.
"Ah... I remembered, you are their leader..."
It was only then that Lombard remembered that he had met Klein once in that desolate town.
"I... I will fight with you!"
Thinking of the countless mercenaries who died at the hands of the Red Silk Army, Lombard was shocked and angry. He gritted his teeth and killed Klein.
Lombard knew in his heart that he could never be Klein's opponent. Before making this decision, he had already made up his mind to die.
"Fight? Are you worthy?"
Seeing Lombard rushing over, Klein's eyes flashed a trace of contempt, and he raised a hand calmly, "If it weren't for the fact that you are still useful, I really want to kill you !"
While speaking, a cyan light shot out directly through Klein's eyes.
"Soul Control!"
In an instant, a cyan light sank into Lombard's head.
With a sound of "Boom—", Lombard felt as if his head had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, his body stopped, and then he fell heavily to the ground, screaming in pain.
At this moment, Lombard was covering his head tightly, with a painful expression on his face. Klein's soul power directly invaded his head, directly attacking his soul, making his life worse than death!
Lombard was writhing in pain and screaming. He wanted to get rid of this pain from the depths of his soul, but this pain was deeply imprinted in his soul like maggots attached to the bone.
Klein folded his hands as if watching a good show, with a wicked smile on his face.
Finally, Lombard stopped struggling and calmed down.
Lombard's soul has been completely controlled by Klein. At this moment, his forehead is covered with large and large blue veins, coiled like snakes, his eyes are dull, and he looks like a walking dead.
Not long after, Lombard stood up slowly, walked up to Klein, and bowed silently.
"Owner!"
"good!"
Klein laughed, "From today onwards, you are my slave, and you can do whatever I ask you to do... Do you understand?"
"Yes, my lord, what are your orders?"
Lombard responded mechanically.
"very good!"
Klein closed his smile and asked in a deep voice, "Let me ask you... Do you know where the key to the lost world is?"
"I don't know! Master!"
Lombard replied curtly.
"what?"
Klein was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt that he had miscalculated. If one had the best news in the world, it must be mercenaries. As the leader of the largest mercenary group in Noah's Continent, Lombard naturally knew a lot that others didn't. It is impossible for a person whose soul is controlled to lie, the only possibility is that Lombard really doesn't know.
"Don't you really know anything? As the head of the largest mercenary group in Noah's continent... don't you...haven't even heard of it?"
Klein asked unwillingly.
Lombard just kept shaking his head.
"Damn it! It's a waste of my energy!"
Klein cursed viciously. He suddenly became furious, grabbed Lombard's shoulder, and said loudly, "You trash, trash, what the hell do you know? Noah, do you know, Lich? Wang, do you know... tell me..."
To Klein's surprise, a change finally appeared on Lombard's face this time. After struggling for a long time, he nodded slowly, "I know!"
"what?"
Klein began to calm down at this time. He realized that his impulsiveness was useless, and said coldly, "Lombard, tell me the truth, how much do you know about Noah, the guardian of the Noah Continent? What relatives do not have?"
This time Lombard had a painful look on his face again. It can be seen that his sanity and Klein's soul had a strong intersection. Klein nodded slightly, and the tyrannical soul power suppressed his reason. Bud's face returned to calm again, and this time, he spit out a name.
"Mary!"