Lord of the Skill

Holy City siege (1)

Boom.

Bang, bang...!!

Currrrrrrr...!

The clanging hoofs that shake the earth fill the earth. Tens of thousands of troops are making a major move.

At the forefront, Philip Roen thought, driving Cargon with a splendid face.

‘It's been a long time.’

He breathes out loud as if he were breathing fresh air.

After the Legendary Beast Hunt, even when the feeble had left the Northern expedition, he trained soldiers at Trammel.

At first, they were a bunch of misfits. The three most useful veterans were formed into new bastards, and the remaining soldiers on Trammel were almost as good as the new recruits.

His butler, Taylor, complained about the pathetic nature of his soldiers, but Philip Roen, who was a party, was different.

So many months.

Huff.

The black charm in his hand was lightly twisted. The Black Chalk's days are getting sharper and sharper.

It wasn't just that.

Unlike the first time, Chang Luna also changed.

Aside from the day at the end of the stick, there was a crescent-shaped day on either side that reminded me of a shelter.

His spear also changed as the shape of the Black Chalk changed. No, we should say we've made progress.

A Grade B epic item that he accidentally acquired from the old man, Black Charm (⁄ 26028;) changed to Grade A when he learned the latter part of the vision book, and all seven herbs became Grade S once he had mastered it.

Growth items.

Like the Black Cliff of Ordo's spear, Philip Roen's Dark Charm also grows stronger with his skill.

And the soldiers trained by Philip Roen as much as his own growth had unseen eyes.

Soldiers who do not fall behind and run after him are never left behind by the infantry.

No, I don't.

Rather, I was confident that I would jump.

“Stop.”

Soldiers, who were running on one gesture of his hand, stand together.

Dirt from afar.

I could see that the sport was only a small army.

“Here he comes.”

Philip Roen nods, looking at the man in the lead.

A 100,000 troops from the northern Seven Kingdoms rushed towards him, led by 1,000 free armies of Anshman Kumar.

Hi-yi-ying!!!

Anshuman pulls his head together and stops, lowering his muffler over his face and greeting Philip.

“What happened to the rest? ”

“Currently, five southern tribes are on the warpath, and the rest are moving to ships via Phosphine. ”

“I appreciate your prompt attention to this sudden message. ”

“You're welcome. Fortunately, with Mr. Jin-a-wheel in Tatur, I was able to get a message to the South and the rest of the Northern Kingdom first. I didn't think you'd be here so soon. ”

Anshman examines the soldiers behind Philip.

‘Everyone is made up of outsiders. ’

Like his own free army, Tatur had no discipline to attack and restrain each other's dungeons except for a common purpose.

"Military glare." ’

There may be ex-military people in the real world, but most of them are ordinary people.

It is not possible for ordinary talent to raise such people to this extent.

No one is better at leading an army than Philip Roen, for sure.

The substrate of a general.

He was truly adept at running many armies, not alone.

He is now commander of the sacred invasion.

300,000 troops in total.

So far, a vast army is gathering through the continent into one place.

‘You're really doing a great job, Kang Woo. ’

Philip Roen was thirsty.

‘But if this operation succeeds……. The throne will be ours, no, yours. ’

So far, I was able to hold on to the battle that I couldn't even compare to.

“All troops. ”

Philip Roen kicks Cargon in the side.

“Advance.”

* * *

“There's a lot of compulsory fever. You want to fight against the Church? ”

“It's like you're looking back on the past. If you're trying to rule out religion to strengthen the throne, he made the wrong decision. ”

“Hmm……. We're in trouble. If he gets to Raell Stalen, no one will be able to stop him. ”

Up the hill.

The two standing facing the advancement of the great army.

“Are you still thinking of pointing the sword at him? Even when Reynolds died, there was only one guard behind him. ”

Highton's voice kicks his tongue at the man.

A woman with a golden mask covering half her longitudinal face was looking down, her white arms folded in silver gloves.

“That's a lot to say. But we're allies, aren't we? ”

The man who frowned at the woman's words was none other than Alize Creed.

A flame rises from the mace holding it on the floor as if expressing the discomfort of the plant and disappears.

The ring on his finger, holding the mace, glitters.

“Alliance? Speak of the devil. Didn't you come to me because you were afraid of getting eaten by a cult or something after the shield went missing? ”

“…… what? ”

“Wouldn't it be better if you gave me that ring you boasted about and crawled under it? ”

She grins as she points at the ring.

Flame of life.

A special ring that can inflict a fire attribute on the weapon in proportion to the user's power and the amount of flame it absorbs.

Heatless was also the first thing that caught my eye when I encountered Alliz in the Canatra Mountains.

He bit his lip at her words.

‘Bitch. If only you weren't a dragon...... you wouldn't be able to stand up to a strong fever without my tribe anyway. ’

I spit it out in my heart, but I couldn't help it.

There was no one in the southern hemisphere who could stand up to the powers of inferiority but her.

Right away.

It was a colony of the Queen of the Dragons.

“I know your mercenaries are strong, but even so, beating the outsiders is not enough. Like I said... Together... ”

Alize Creed swallows fury, turning her back once again.

“No, I'm not like you. ”

However, the instant she refused, Alice had to keep her mouth shut, making an impression.

“I inherited the power of the platinum dragon. You can't stop me now, even if it's a strong fever. ”

The eyes in the masked face glow fiercely.

Her hand, which looks like it's wearing silver gloves, is clearly unusual.

“Platinum Dragon……? ”

Alize quickly rolled her head to see if there was a dragon with that name, but there was no tribe with that name as far as she knew.

“I'm not a dragon. ”

“What?"

“A dragon. A real dragon that can't be compared to the Red Clan and the Dragon Warriors whose blood remains cloudy. There's no way someone like you could have known. ”

“ ……. ”

Jung Minji was a confident face.

Dragon.

Alize knew for sure that such a creature existed.

In fact, where there is a red tribe, there is a rare Red Dragon. But it was an absolute forbidden zone.

‘No way... You mean she subdued even the dragons? But I've never heard of a platinum dragon before. ’

He looks at the colony with an anxious look.

Future warp.

There was definitely another change in the past life.

“So you're confident in beating the heat? ”

“I don't know. We'll see. It is undeniable that the power of compulsory heat is strong. ”

Despite her confident attitude, her judgment was cold.

“But first, It's foolish to hit the Blue Lower, which is the only religion on the continent. ”

“Why?”

“Isn't that obvious? Cultists or whatever, Blue Lower is a God-serving organization. God is the son of a bitch who put us here, after all. It is absolute for the indigenous people of Seven Thorns. ”

Jung Minji pointed to the soldiers gathering to the saints.

“But hearing the rebellion against Blue Lower means literally hearing the rebellion against God. ”

Although the Church's stronghold is only Wig, it is no exaggeration to say that the Church's power is already spread across the continent.

‘That's the thing about religion. ’

Dozens of big and small castles and cities and beliefs that spread across the country.

After news of the feeble expedition has come to light, it will be more than just the power of feebleness to move towards the wig.

‘His death did not absorb all of his authority. Even though the heat of the force flew long, there are many places that he has not yet occupied. But on the contrary, all such places are under the influence of Raell Stalen. ’

Tens, no, hundreds of thousands are not exaggerated.

It's going to be a change of pace. The fever will try to take down the castle before the Order assembles in each castle to defend it. ’

“But……. ”

Alize Creed looks at the civilian with trembling eyes.

“What if he really wants to stand up to God? ”

“ ……. ”

She doesn't answer.

‘If so, maybe the claws will be different. ’

The colony sighed lightly at the words of Alize Creed.

“That's never going to happen. ”

Huddle...!!!

It was then.

A little owl, the size of an eagle with small wings, flaps its wings and flies around her.

The creature with only wings in the shape of a snake was peculiar, but as the colony used to lift its back, it slowly folded its wings and climbed onto her arm.

[Glug... Glug...]

He whispered something to her in a worm-like voice.

Alize Creed had no choice but to stare at the civilian population as only those who knew the terminology could understand it.

“No way.... ”

“What's the matter? What's going on?”

“What do you think of a man with a strong fever? ”

Aloze notices that her eyes are shaking as she flies away.

“A force of forced heat has arrived in the Holy City. ”

“What, it's no big deal. Isn't that obvious? The troops on the move are the last to rise from the south. ”

Alize Creed tilts her head at the colony's words.

“That's not it. ”

“It means that the fever is just coping with nothing. As if waiting for the Blue Lower to assemble. ”

“…… what? ”

The colony naturally thought that fever would end the war by killing Raell Stalen, the leader of the Cult.

However, fever was acting completely upside down, as if laughing at his thoughts.

"Why dig your own grave? If all the Blue Lower troops on the continent are gathered, there will be no stopping them. ’

I wonder what he's thinking.

No matter how he turned his head, the colony could not comprehend the plan he was planning to pursue.

Knng.

She empowers an arm that she doesn't even know she has.

“I have to go to the saints. ”

“…… what?! ”

Alize Creed screams in surprise. He too was a battlefield of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

If they were caught in that vortex because they were not very good, they could not guarantee their lives.

But the colony's gaze was already on the saints far away.

‘Kang Woo Yeol……. I need to see him for myself. ’