Year 185 of the Haiyuan Calendar.
In the colonies of the civilized countries, whether it was the New Continent or the Southern Continent, it was not peaceful.
Even in the last two months at the end of the year, there were still major events that could affect the entire human world that were not absent.
For example, the port of Silius Dios on the New Continent was breached by the pirate coalition of the Golden Ocean.
The pirates were like a carnival, dividing the boundless wealth of the entire treasure fleet.
The deputy commander of the dragon calvary, the great knight "Emerald Light," obtained the unanimous approval of all the pirates and was crowned as king with his powerful strength and indisputable prestige (leading everyone to divide the gold and eat the meat in large mouthfuls) by killing the major general of the garrison.
It also officially established the situation of the three kings of the Golden Ocean!
Because all the forces in the Golden Ocean knew that the dragon calvary was essentially a privateer fleet, although the identity of the fleet commander "White Knight" was mysterious, it could be guessed that he must be a big shot in the Tulip family.
And it was appropriate for the "Emerald Light", a powerful female pirate, to become the Pirate King.
And she was also the first female Pirate King since the start of the Age of Great Navigation, and immediately became the idol of countless female pirates, who fought to be under her command.
When everything was settled.
When the news was passed to Elvin through Besmir, he was still preparing for war.
Holding the spirit realm message, Elvin could not help but imagine the scene of his sister holding a whip and laughing like a queen.
"Oh, hehe … Call me Queen!"
He suddenly shivered, just … Quite suddenly.
The other real future queen, Her Royal Highness Levina of Faletis, had successfully become a Great Knight. The news was not so shocking.
She had the most powerful bloodline inheritance, the best resources, and even the church's "Holy Cleansing Pond" that could directly increase her attributes had never been used.
Elvin knew that Her Royal Highness was deliberately suppressing the berserk process of her body and constantly sharpening her will.
Ordinary people would definitely not dare to play like this, but for the Crown Princess of a country, as long as she could meet the hard standard of mental strength, all kinds of magic potions and resources to help her breakthrough were not a problem at all.
Moreover, he knew that the current Queen would not be on the throne for long.
In the past, he had his doubts. Why would the current Queen Isabella Fallettis, who was clearly in her prime and could be considered the youngest of the three grades, nurture a successor so early, and even begin to transfer the most important military power in her hands?
Later, as he rose in status and broadened his horizons, he gradually understood that this was a compromise made by the royal families of the various countries to the Church.
"What belongs to the gods belongs to the gods, and what belongs to the kings belongs to the kings." In reality, the next level of definition could be "what belongs to the extraordinary belongs to the extraordinary, and what belongs to the ordinary belongs to the ordinary."
After breaking through to Tier 3, what was the difference between a well-maintained King and a God ruling over humans for close to two hundred years?
This was something that the churches and the True Gods behind them did not want to see.
Usually, it was common for the previous kings to pass on naturally between the ages of 65 to 70. If they did not pass on the throne, the church would definitely interfere.
Elvin was a Crown Prince who couldn't be washed away.
If he was in a prosperous royal family, under normal circumstances, he would have already begun to charge and break through the enemy lines for his Lord's smooth ascension to the throne.
Unfortunately, there was only one heir left in the kingdom, and there was no stage for Elvin, who had watched hundreds of palace dramas, to show off his "intelligence and wisdom."
More importantly, he was very busy now.
Yes, he was busy pushing the tower, no … destroying the country.
Clang!
In the gloomy darkness, there were all kinds of nature fairies flying around, as if they had been dragged under the sky of a foreign land. There was a dazzling ray of sunlight rising from the hands of the Rose Sword Saint Elvidi.
In an instant, the whole world was once again turned into a brilliant day.
It was the Rose Sword Saint's titled sacred weapon, [The Sword that Cuts Everything – Gör Dios].
With the power of a Titled Knight's "Name" as the hotbed, with his own heart as the skeleton, with a certain tool in the long river of history as the carrier, with a little divine power as the core, it was a dream weapon that was said to have "absolute power".
The glorious sacred sword was tangible but intangible. In the eyes of others, it was a beam of light, a rainbow, and a breathtaking galaxy. But in the hands of Elvidi, it was a peerless weapon with infinite power that could even injure a Demigod!
"Gulp!"
After a short confrontation, the sword slashed out. Accompanied by half a cry of agony from the Poison Sect's Archbishop, who had been possessed by the "Great Master" and had temporarily reached Stage Four, the gloomy clouds that shrouded Dahomey's capital, Big Adelo, gradually dissipated.
"Hahaha, the God of Dahomey has lost!"
"Attack."
"Javelins, thirty steps, three rounds."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
After the Yoruba heavy swordsmen shot a round of javelins that could pierce through gold and crack rocks, they didn't care about the results of the battle. With the ecstasy of finally getting what they wanted, the black tide rushed into the Dahomey palace that countless ancestors dreamed of.
"Kill!"
"Hurrah!"
The final battle arrived as promised.
More than a month ago, the war that the Tulip Family and the Oyo Tribe started officially began.
With the help of the transport ships provided by the Alliance, the Oyo Tribe launched a fierce attack on their archenemy, the Kingdom of Dahomey, from both land and sea.
On the sea, there was even a "Calvary" heavy cruiser sent by the Kingdom. Although they had only received the blueprint at the end of last year, with the help of the Alchemy School Wizards, the first prototype ship had already been successfully launched and had come to the Southern Continent as reinforcements.
In fact, if they used Elvin's newly "invented" iron-ribbed wood-hulled ship technology, they could greatly reduce the drying time of the ribs. With the help of steam, they could reduce the production cycle of a warship from a few years to a few months.
They could achieve rapid production without the help of the Alchemy School Wizards.
Participating in this battle could be considered a practical sea test.
On the land, the Oyo Tribe, who had the support of the Alliance's new guns, Wizards, and elite troops, were unstoppable.
Originally, the Oyo Tribe mainly relied on herding and agriculture. After that, they relied on the wealth from the mainland trade, as well as the high-quality warhorses that the merchants of Heimar sold to Oyo, allowing them to form an elite cavalry.
Complemented by a unique extraordinary profession, the Yoruba heavy swordsmen.
They were equipped with large shields, swords, and spears. The shields were 1.2 meters long and 0.6 meters wide. The outer layer was covered with the skin of the Enchanted Tusked Elephant, which could defend against arrows and bullets.
Since they were called heavy swordsmen, they were all experts in using swords. The 0.9 meter long heavy swords in their hands were superb.
Each person usually carried three javelins, which could be thrown three times at a distance of 30 steps.
At the same time, the Oyo Tribe also had a martial spirit, and the whole nation took victory for granted. Once they suffered a defeat, the leading general would commit suicide as an apology. The only one who could make them taste failure was Dahomi's family.
After fighting for many years, they understood Dahomi very well. They had established methods to deal with the Resurrected Corpses, Mystery Spirits, and Voodoo Dolls.
Long before the colonists of the Old Continent arrived, Oyo and Dahomi had been hostile to each other. Although they had won and lost, neither had destroyed the other, which was enough to show the contrast in strength between the two sides.
At this time, after nearly two months of fighting, they finally rushed into Dahomi's capital, "Big Adelo."
After the Rose Sword Saint took care of the enemy's peak strength.
Ordinary soldiers had already entered.
Here, Knight, Yoruba heavy swordsmen, Alchemy School Wizards, Dahomi female warriors, Psychic Warriors, Voodoo Sect Dark Wizards, and other professions were fighting in a group.
One side had victory in sight, while the other side had burned all their bridges. There was no possibility of retreat.
However, since the war had already progressed to this point, Dahomi's elites had almost been completely exhausted in the previous few battles. In the eyes of the Tulip Family's officers and the Oyo Tribe, they were just making a final struggle.
And the place where the resistance was the most intense was in front of the throne of Dahomi's King, Agoli Agbo.
Boom!
The heavy halberd inlaid with gold smashed the flat marble floor within a three-meter radius.
Amidst the flying sand and rocks, a muscular arm pulled the spear that weighed over a hundred kilograms. It was as if it was waving a piece of straw as it turned around and swept the spear with exquisite skill.
The violent turbulence tore apart the stone floor that was already full of holes, turning the gravel into a storm of earth and rocks that was as powerful as a bullet.
While the opponent was dodging, the heavy halberd suddenly turned into a sword move. With an extremely swift upward slash, the opponent was going to be cut open.
Whoosh!
After the figure wearing the captain's cloak easily dodged, the flashing lightning tiptoed on the tip of the halberd and stood steadily on the halberd.
[Profound — Instant Flash]
Elvin, who had single-handedly killed his way through the guards and arrived in front of the throne, sized up the last opponent who was guarding the king.
This was a typical Dahomi female warrior, but she wore a gorgeous golden crown inlaid with gems in the style of the Old Continent. She wore an exquisite battle skirt made of golden silk and plant fibers.
Her facial features were exquisite, and there were countless small braids on her head. Although her skin was still very dark, it was a glossy black like a black pearl. Her muscles were smooth when she moved, and she looked like a vigorous black female leopard.
Moreover, there were geometric stripes that reflected silver fluorescence on the surface of her skin, giving her a different kind of mysterious beauty.
She belonged to the Dahomi female warriors. After [Elephant Hunter] and [Skull Hunter], she was a Transcendent Level Three [Priestess] who had started to take on some teaching duties.
Judging from her attire, she was probably the Dahomi Kingdom's Queen Plaka mentioned in the intelligence.
Even with the Nimanstans' eyes, they had to admit that she was a rare beauty.
"Unfortunately … I'm going to die soon."
This powerful female warrior did not think about her opponent's thoughts.
The halberd in her hand suddenly turned, and then it turned into an extremely sharp gust of wind that sliced toward Elvin, covering every direction around him.
Within a small area, afterimages with lightning flashed, dodging the violent slashes one by one.
Priestess Plaka frowned and activated her strongest power.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, orange-red cannon flames flickered on the halberd.
Illusory bullets were fired from the tip of the halberd. She was actually using a halberd to launch a close-range cannon attack at Elvin.
[Ability — Halberd Cannon]
Level Three Core Ability [Fantasy Weapon]: Can bestow any weapon's characteristics and functions to the weapon in hand. Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, bows, guns, and cannons are all possible.
With the smell of burnt hair lingering at the tip of his nose, Elvin noticed that the battle cries around him had gradually weakened. The slender sword in his hand was shrouded in white mist, and in the blink of an eye, the halberd was cut in half after three slashes.
"Ah!"
He took the opportunity to stab the female warrior's right lung. With a cry of sorrow, [Divine Might] and sword aura continued to wreak havoc in her wound, and she had temporarily lost her ability to resist.
"Long live General Garriott!"
"Hahaha …"
The large group of Oyo soldiers who had already killed their way here cheered and were about to swarm this noble queen.
How could there be so many righteous companions in the world? The naked greed in these people's eyes could not be hidden at all.
They were drooling over the queen's beautiful appearance, noble status, and powerful strength. In the Southern Continent where slavery was prevalent, she was simply the most perfect candidate for a slave and spoil of war.
It was not hard to guess what would happen to her if she was taken away by the Oyo soldiers.
Sighing softly, Elvin, who was standing beside her, lowered his eyes and whispered in Shilius.
"Die like a warrior!"
The group of Oyo soldiers looked on in disbelief.
Poof!
The sharp sword aura in his hand had already shattered her heart.
"Thank … Thank …"
Praka tilted his head and said the first and last sentence to Elvin before quietly taking his last breath.
After that, Elvin discovered that King Agoli Agbo, who was dressed no differently from the Nimansterian nobles, was holding an ivory-hilted dagger in his right hand and was stabbed in his chest. He was also dead.
He did not lose the responsibility of a king.
Since they had made the choice to repay Shilius' favor and kick the Tulips when they were down, they had nothing to complain about in the end.
What Elvin wanted to do was to make himself stronger and make the kingdom stronger. With his back against the tree, he could prevent his family, friends, and even future generations from suffering such misfortune.
That was all.
Tap … Tap … Tap …
Without staying any longer, Elvin turned around and left. The captain's cloak cast a shadow behind him.
Among the densely packed Oyo soldiers, even though most of them were at a loss, no one dared to jump out and criticize him.
Ha —
At this point, Dahomey … was destroyed!
At the palace gate, Olivia, Milan, and the others who had also joined the war were waiting for his safe return.
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