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Maldini was not as powerful and ferocious as the rumors said. Instead, it was more like a delicate woman, exuding an aura as cold as snow from head to toe.
There was almost no trace of age on its near-perfect face. Its long light golden hair fluttered behind it like a waterfall, its luster soft. Even the skin at the corner of its eyes showed no signs of aging, it was as white as jade.
Many soldiers who saw it for the first time could not help but sneak another glance at it, their hearts filled with infinite emotions. If the God of War was a woman, she would be so beautiful that all the men in the world would go crazy for her!
There seemed to be no flaws in every part of its body. Everything was so perfect that it made people jealous, tremble, and intoxicated. In the end, there was only one word left:
Exquisite!
Some people said that if the God of Heaven spent 10% of his energy and time to create the Cardan people, then he must have spent the remaining 90% of his energy and time to create Maldini!
Some people also said that Maldini was the son of the God of Heaven because its Cardan horn was the most beautiful amethyst in the world. It was as clear as the most beautiful gem in the world.
But it was said that no one could really get close to it. It was always so cold and aloof. In the temple, before the Great Priest, it was said that it also stood up.
The rumors were not all groundless, just like today.
Maldini did not ride on any chariot or beast. It seemed to always like to stand, standing where the wind was blowing, letting its clothes flutter in the wind, letting the ends of its hair brush against its cheeks. Its deep eyes made it impossible to guess what it was thinking or what it wanted.
But no one doubted what it could do.
King Huer was defeated, and so was that arrogant deformed man. He was defeated miserably, and utterly defeated!
In less than two months, the rebellious army that had risen to power had shaken the world. Before a single soldier had stepped out of the desert, the Continental Empire, which had been impenetrable for three thousand years, was swept from the northernmost tip of the continent to the southernmost tip of the southernmost tip of the continent. Countless commoners and peasants shouted for King Huer, and countless nobles could not sleep at night, their hearts trembling in fear. Urgent reports from various fiefdoms filled the entire Sun City. The entire Continental Empire, like its sickly emperor, was shaken by the wind and rain.
All the nobles of the Royal Court understood that the rebellion against the King Huer Order was just a fuse. The real rebellion was the so-called tyranny of the untouchables. For this reason, they tried to speed up the ascension of the Forth Prince and calm the anger of the world with the ascension of the new Emperor. But in the end, they were horrified to find that this method suddenly did not work. In the tens of thousands of miles of territory and millions of subjects, those who did not even know what the Fourteenth Prince looked like, seemed to have decided that it was King Huer!
This was something that the nobles of the Royal Court absolutely could not tolerate. How could they decide the throne!?
The gate of the temple was tightly closed, and the military and political orders of the Royal Court could not even leave Sun City. Because the capital of the Royal Court was also shaken by the rebellion against the King Huer Order. Some of the desperate and terrified nobles of the Royal Court even proposed to make peace with King Huer in order to quell the turmoil as soon as possible and return to their original comfortable life.
But all this crisis disappeared with Mertini's return to Sun City.
The God of War, who had left the capital for 20 years, did not seem to have changed much from when he left. He was still as exquisite and cold as ever.
When its war flag was set off from Sun City, the riots everywhere subsided. Some rebels even heard its name from hundreds of miles away and were so scared that they peed their pants on the spot. In the few major battles, the rebels who were determined to die did not even see Maldini's shadow before they were completely routed and defeated.
And today, the army of King Huer, which was a nightmare for the nobles of the Royal Court, was finally defeated.
Mertini, the thousand-year-old general who had once saved the Empire, once again proved the legend of his God of War.
Indeed, the rebel army of Huer, who had just walked out of the desert, was extremely weak and could not withstand a single blow. There was no need to set up the God of War's famous Death Formation, or even any other formation. With the 300,000 elites of the Royal Court waiting for them, a spit from each person was enough to kill them.
But before this, who would have guessed that Huer would come out of the desert from here? No one!
The King's Court had temporarily gathered a million troops and scattered them on the edge of the long desert, surrounding Derifron and Alduro. They had thought that there would be no loopholes and that it would be foolproof. Who would have thought that as soon as Maldini arrived, he would immediately transfer 300,000 elite troops to this place?
Many of the nobles of the Royal Court had laughed at him in private banquets, mocking the God of War who had been exiled for 20 years. He probably even forgot what his warbeasts ate and didn't know how to fight!
It was a huge joke to think that Huer would appear from this place. Anyone with a little military knowledge would know that this place could not be chosen by Huer as an exit.
But reality had slapped all the nobles of the Royal Court in the face!
Huer had really appeared from here. If they thought about it further, according to their defense, Huer's army could easily rest and reorganize. After that, there was almost no need for them to fight with the million-strong army that they had tricked, and they could directly move out without anyone knowing and enter the empty Sun City!
Just thinking about this made many people break out in cold sweat. If Huer was allowed to enter the mainland and attack the Sun City, everything would be over.
Fortunately, Mertini had seen through Prince Huer, who was as cunning as a devil. It was a great fortune for the Empire!
The nobles who followed the army of the palace wiped the sweat from their foreheads a little further away and looked at Maldini with awe and complicated expressions. They wondered if Maldini's indifferent expression was due to the fact that there was no one in the world who could fight against him.
So, lonely as snow?
On the side of the frightened nobles, there was clearly a person who was different from the others. Or rather, it could be said that she was incompatible with the clothes of the mainland. She was dressed in green heavy armor and sat on a mighty warhorse. She held the hilt of her sword with her left hand and looked down coldly.
There, in the vast ocean of 300,000 soldiers of the Royal Court, Huer and that person were bathed in blood, struggling on their deathbed.
"Lord Mertini," she said in a low voice. "Where is the thing I want?"
Mertini nodded slightly and did not look back. He gently waved his hand to the side where the nobles were gathered.
At this moment, among the luxuriously dressed nobles, a handsome young man in fine armor, with a faint smile on his face, took the gold-plated box from the attendant respectfully. He rode his fierce warbeast and came between Mertini and the green-armored person. He handed the box forward slightly and with a trace of a king's aura, he clearly said, "Lord of the Night Cavalry, we have a pleasant cooperation. The mainland Empire will abide by the contract. It is now yours."
The green-armored person released her left hand that was holding the sword and took the gold-plated box. She stretched out her right hand and gently opened it. A dazzling golden light appeared in her eyes.
In the box, there was an ancient longbow lying quietly. There was no arrow, and it was silent as if it was dead.
She gently stroked the bow with her right hand, then closed the box. She spun it in a circle and stuffed it into the bag on the side of the warhorse. She did not say a word during the whole process.
At the moment when the box was opened, a strong desire flashed in the eyes of the handsome young man from the mainland Empire. He moved his body slightly forward, but a voice immediately sobered him up.
"Since ancient times, no one has been able to truly tame the Night Lord. It is an ominous object." Mertini said indifferently, without a trace of emotion. It was as if the ancient bow did not affect him at all.
"Thank you for your advice." The green-armored person replied sparingly. Her every move showed that she was indeed not affected at all.
Mertini shook his head gently and looked at the miserable battlefield below again. After a moment, he said to his black-clothed attendant: "Let's go. The war here is over."
The handsome young man from the mainland Empire looked at Hu Er who was still struggling desperately on the battlefield. He frowned slightly and said: "Lord Moon Noble?"
Mertini did not seem to want to talk to him, but for some reason, he still stopped and turned his head slightly: "Since I have promised the Seventh Princess, I will not let you down. They will all die. I also hope that you will keep your promise and bring Hu Er's body back to the Sun City in one piece and hand it over to the Seventh Princess."
The young man smiled faintly and said with certainty: "I am too anxious. Although my fourteenth brother is untamed, he is still a member of the royal family. Even if you and the Seventh Princess did not say anything, I will still bring his body into the Imperial Mausoleum."
Mertini still turned his head indifferently and arrogantly, as if he did not care about anything. Whether Hu Er was dead or alive was just a 'promise'.
A trace of gloom flashed in the young man's eyes. An old aristocrat beside him hurriedly changed the topic: "The army led by Hu Er is already extremely weak. Now, Lord Moon Noble has even laid out a death array. There is absolutely no chance of luck. An old man like me, if I can see Lord Moon Noble's death array with my own eyes in my lifetime, I will have no regrets going to the Death World in the future."
The old aristocrat was probably comforting the young man. When Hu Er came out of the desert, he was already at the end of his life. There was no need for the legendary death array at all. Now, in order to fulfill his promise to the Seventh Princess, Mertini had a greater insurance, so there was no need to worry anymore. In addition, he was also vaguely reminding the young man that this God of War should not be offended casually, at least until the rebellion was completely quelled.
The young man glanced at the old aristocrat. Obviously, he understood what it meant, but he strangely said in a curious tone and faintly joked: "Indeed, when I was a child, I heard that Lord Moon Noble first called it the God of War Array. It even made the Great Priest angry and smashed several plates. It is really an anecdote of the past."
The old aristocrat's face turned pale in an instant. He was so frightened by the young man's words that he did not dare to say another word.
Mertini, on the other hand, was indifferent as if nothing in this world could disturb him.
But at this moment, a Purple Gold Knight who was always paying attention to the battlefield suddenly pointed to a fire-like shadow on the battlefield and said:
"Someone is accelerating. It is breaking out of the encirclement! Oh my god, it is still accelerating. 31, 38, 100 … I can't count it anymore. At least hundreds of riders have been killed in an instant! "
The smile on the young man's face suddenly disappeared, and he looked solemnly in the direction that the Purple Gold Knight pointed.
The green-armored person had been silent just now, but no one saw her right hand tremble slightly.
Mertini, who was about to leave, looked at the fire-like figure on the battlefield that was surrounded by 300,000 troops. A trace of sharpness flashed in his deep eyes. He gently stretched out his left hand, and his long hair that was like a waterfall spread out. A cluster of light was held in his palm, as if he was holding countless screaming lives.
"The first array, break!"
"The third spiral arm, break!"
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"The thirteenth hook, break!"
The Purple Gold Knight's loyal voice rang out again and again. The figure that was like a line of fire broke through all the defense formations layer by layer, causing the nobles on the high ground to turn around and look at him. They were extremely shocked.
The figure dragged a trail of blood on the ground, and the "mount" he was riding let out a high-pitched cry. Like a blood arrow, it finally rushed out of the outermost layer of the army formation.
The lone horse was like a straight line, flying straight into the distance.
Behind him, the overlapping army quickly closed up, and many heavy shields stood horizontally like clouds, blocking the gap.
"Luckily, it's not Hu Er." The young man's slightly nervous gaze finally relaxed at the last moment, and he sneered, "If it's that deformed person, then let it escape. It's just a clown. Pass my order, there's no need to chase after it. It can't even run for its life, it won't come back."
After seeing clearly who it was, Mertini did not seem to care about a deformed person breaking out of the encirclement. It seemed to only care about killing Hu Er. He slightly clenched the light in his palm, and below, the black mass of troops exploded with a bright brilliance of power. Hu Er, who was originally covered in arrows, and all the remaining knights, including the cavalry brought by the deformed person, were instantly drowned. Only a sharp and shrill sound could be heard.
Only one person escaped. Although it was not perfect, the goal was achieved.
The hearts of the nobles of the royal court, which were hanging high, were gently relaxed.
At this time, the purple gold knight who was observing the battlefield carefully said, "Your Royal Highness, Lord Moon Noble, that, that deformed person seems to have stopped."
"What?" The old nobleman next to the young man glanced at him uninterestedly, signaling him to ignore the deformed person and to keep an eye on the 14th prince Hu Er.
"No, it's not stopping!" The purple gold knight suddenly shouted, "It's observing the battlefield, it's back, and it's accelerating again!"
The young man pushed the purple gold knight away, looked coldly at the figure that had escaped from the 300,000 troops, and laughed, "What does it want to do? One person against 300,000 troops! Is it crazy? "
At this moment, the nobles of the royal court, the nearby guards, and everyone else stood up together and looked outside the black mass of troops in shock.
There, amidst the smoke and dust, under the cold starlight, on the burning battlefield, that lone figure bravely charged towards the 300,000 soldiers who were waiting in formation.
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Tonight, there will be more.
^ (To be continued.)
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