Extraordinary Noble

"Drop the golem!!!"

A stern-looking magician wearing a black hooded robe, holding a wand that glows with dazzling light, said in a deep voice.

"Drop the golem!!!!"

Powerful magicians cast mechanical golems on the battlefield one after another. A tall golem fell from the sky. The heavy body made the earth tremble. Their eyes lit up and burst into various colors. They held magic weapons and joined in. fight.

These mechanical golems also have corresponding levels, but they are generally more resistant to beatings than knights. They have no pain, no fear, only obedience, and a hard metal body. They are sharp weapons in frontal warfare.

There are some powerful golems, and even small magical energy cannons.

[Destroyer] A golem with a height of five meters, covered with hard diamonds, holding a magic sword in the left hand, it entered the army of the evil gods as if it were no one, and from the back of its right hand, from time to time, A hollow protruded from it, and a magic energy cannon like a laser beam was fired from it.

The powerful power of the magic energy cannon is enough to hit a level 5 vampire wearing magic armor.

As the Golem Legion plunged into the war, the strength of the two sides began to be evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other. The battlefield turned into a meat grinder, and countless powerful superhumans fell one after another, turning into a pile of flesh and blood with a certain activity.

The Marquis of Kent led his knights and the army of the evil gods to fight to the death to determine the survival of the Kent territory, and many civilians and nobles in Kent City fled one after another.

Thanks to the blocking of the four knights, it gave people time to flee. Some of these refugees went north, some went west, and some went south.

King George VIII, Old Ham, and John rode their war horses calmly and headed south. Along with him were George VIII's stewards, servants, and carriages full of soft goods.

King George 8 accepted John's proposal and planned to go south to Colin Russell. The former basic pharmacist, now the Viscount of the Night.

"The Marquis may not be able to hold it." In the chaos, King George 8 looked back in the direction of Kent City, showing a dignified expression.

"The evil **** is too powerful, and even if the Marquis wins, the city of Kent will be turned into ruins. His control over the territory will be reduced to the extreme, and the territory of Kent is only a microcosm of the empire."

Under such circumstances, John couldn't relax anymore, the small dimples on his handsome and charming face disappeared, replaced by solemnity.

"Go to Will City as soon as possible. Settle down there first. If you can't do it, leave the Empire and flee to the east." King George 8 turned his head and looked ahead. Although he didn't want to leave Van Gogh, if it was a last resort, there was no other way. thing.

At this moment, a girl suddenly appeared in front of them.

King George VIII, Old Ham, and John all stood with their horses at random, and the hair on their bodies almost stood up.

This girl is very weak. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, fair-skinned and tall, with a pair of flat **** rare for Van Gogh.

She was wearing a long Gothic black dress, a pair of black high-heeled leather shoes, and was holding an equally black umbrella with lace edges in her hands.

Weak girls can be seen everywhere. But now it is a war time, a large number of noble ladies are like lost dogs, fleeing with their families, but this girl is very calm.

She opened a pair of scarlet eyes and looked in the direction of Kent City.

"Miss, there's a war ahead. You'd better avoid it." King George VIII waved his hand to stop the servants behind him, then rushed forward and said to the girl kindly.

The words of King George 8 caught the girl's attention. She withdrew her gaze towards Kent City and raised her head slightly to look at King George 8.

"Robbery." The girl said little cruelly, but she spoke in a brittle voice.

King George 8, John, and Old Ham all became serious. King George 8 simply confessed and bowed respectfully, "How much do you need?"

"500 gold coins." The girl's color didn't change, she said crisply.

"Okay." King George VIII nodded quickly, then rode his horse to the rear carriage to get a large black bag, and handed it to the girl respectfully.

The girl picked up the black bag and weighed it. After hearing the crisp sound of gold coins colliding, her big eyes narrowed, she was very happy and happy.

"Let's go." Without any movement, the black bag disappeared from the girl's hands, and she waved her hand happily.

"Yes." King George VIII replied respectfully, his tense body relaxed a little, then he waved his hand and led everyone to the south.

King George 8 and the others walked hundreds of steps before the cold sweat broke out. King George VIII wiped the sweat from his forehead and trembled, "This person is definitely not normal."

"It's a dragon." Detective Knight John said with a pale face.

"What??" King George VIII's eyes widened. Although he judged that the other party was not easy to provoke based on his old life experience~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he did not dare to imagine that this was actually a dragon.

"Ow!!!!" At this moment, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded. Immediately afterwards, a domineering voice declaration rose to the sky.

"The wealth of this city is mine."

King George VIII stiffened, turned his head with difficulty and looked behind him. A red dragon appeared. It was about seven or eight meters long. It was slightly slender than the male red dragon, but compared to other dragons, it was still terribly strong.

The red dragon fluttered its wings, its thick dragon mouth opened, its short throat grunted, and then it spit out a dragon's breath like high-temperature magma.

The scorching dragon breath distorted the void, and it fell to Kent City in a fan shape.

A red dragon is not easy to deal with. If the Marquis of Kent was in his prime, he might not be able to do it. But at this moment, the Marquis of Kent and the Evil God Legion were fighting fiercely, and both sides suffered heavy casualties.

This huge dragon breathed down and immediately destroyed most of the city of Kent. The high-temperature magma instantly set the city on fire.

"Thundercloud!!!" After a while, a large black cloud suddenly appeared above Kent City, followed by thick lightning that fell like a torrential rain.

The dragon's breath washes the ground, the large-scale lightning element magic is replenished, and then comes the melee combat.

"Ow!!!!"

In a more high-pitched dragon roar, the red dragon's body that looked like a huge thick benzene, but was extremely agile, appeared in the sky over Kent City in the next second, a diving, unskilled ramification, killing the surviving powerhouses on the ground.

It will be a massacre.

"Come on." King George 8 was stunned. After being pulled by John, he realized that he hastily led the team to Will City.