Lord: Exiled by Stepmother, I'll Rule the World Anyway

"I really want new magical skills and qualitative transformation skills."

After thinking about it, Field struggled for a long time.

The qualitative transformation skill is very attractive, and the endless slash itself is an extremely terrifying skill.

Field is looking forward to the power of the transformation of Endless Slash, but Rosaria has too few means now. Once she encounters a targeted enemy, there is nothing she can do.

Finally, Field gritted his teeth: "I want both. Forget it, choose a new magical skill first to make up for the problem of a single method. Wait until next time and see what the power of the qualitative change is."

After making his choice, Field felt a mysterious power and shared it with Rosaria.

I also got information about new magical skills.

Divine Skill: Blood-Stained Life Throne (Passive skill, as the damage received increases, various physical attributes will be superimposed with the injury, rising exponentially. After being out of combat for a period of time and healing the injury, the attributes will return to normal levels.)

After looking at it carefully, Field exclaimed: "Perfect, very suitable skill. It will not get weaker with each passing game in the future."

Field breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a rubbish skill.

Rosaria has a life-threatening style of play, and injuries are commonplace. As her life energy is consumed, Rosalia will eventually turn into a lolita form, and her combat power will decrease sharply.

However, it is completely the opposite now. The greater the injury, the stronger the combat power, a complete positive gain.

You must know that this little girl was able to recover after being beaten to a pulp by the black wolf. Field couldn't even imagine how many attributes such a horrific injury could bring.

If it were a normal Chosen One, this skill would be useless. After all, no one wants to risk their lives to gain benefits.

"Humph, starting from today, I also have a second-level divine choice. It's best to show the power of the new magical skill now."

Field swelled up and put his hands on his hips, looking invincible.

"Don't be ridiculous. Those damn rebels have released the death haze. Let's escape from here." After Aria wiped out a wave of rebels, she turned around and saw Field smiling in a daze. She was so anxious that she immediately grabbed him, "Here It’s going to be a dead place, if you don’t want to die, run away.”

"You're right, let's withdraw."

Field came back to his senses and immediately issued an order. He turned to look at the Screaming Fortress that had turned into corpses. A large number of rebels were corrupted and stood up again to attack indiscriminately.

The Screaming Fortress will be decommissioned within a period of time and needs to be purified with fog lights and purification potions.

Fortunately, it is not as bad as the Northern Province. The death haze in Screaming Fortress is extremely small. As long as it is slowly purified, it is expected to be recovered within three months and the land will return to normal within two years.

Seeing the inner city destroyed and all logistics paralyzed, the rebels' fighting spirit collapsed instantly.

"Damn it, the damn nobles actually used such despicable methods for a fortress that can be defended for at least half a month!" The rebel high priest roared angrily, his nose twisted with anger. He mistook the death haze as the handiwork of the coalition. "Damn, he's even crazier than us. All the sacrifices turned into rotting corpses, damn it!"

Lei Ying thought that the death haze was caused by the rebels, and was so angry that he had a stomachache: "You actually used such a despicable way to kill them all!"

Seeing that it was pointless to defend the city, the rebel Chosen Ones turned around and fled with a few high priests without saying a word.

The rest of the senior combat forces also decisively abandoned their companions and fled towards the viscounty.

"Cavalry, follow me in pursuit!"

Lei Ying personally led the cavalry to pursue them. As for the remaining rebels in the city, they became the prizes of the "Head Contest" and all became the merits of the nobles.

The slaughter lasted until late at night, and the fighting in the Screaming Fortress ended with wailing and sobbing everywhere.

Field's camp was set up on a hillside far away from the fort.

Aria hid in the tent and slept. She had put in a lot of effort in this battle and was already exhausted. Field had just finished visiting the wounded and came back to sit by the campfire to warm up. The warm swaying campfire can calm people down.

He casually picked up the firewood beside him and threw it into the fire. The greedy flames immediately rose, making the wheat porridge in the stand pot make a "gurgling" noise.

Field thought to himself: Now that she has second-level combat power, it's time to confront her brother head-on. She can hang up her God's Chosen One and beat her, and then hang up her brother and beat him. Now there is no good opportunity.

If this hidden danger is not solved for a day, it will be a day of dissatisfaction.

"Many of your soldiers must be injured. This is for you."

A gentle voice sounded, and Field looked up and saw Levenroda, the chosen one who could heal injuries. She looked haggard, and there were tears on her cheeks, but she had obviously washed up and changed into a black mourning robe. As the saying goes, a woman should be pretty and filial. At this moment, she had an endearing coldness.

Levenroda took out a bottle of golden potion from the basket on her arm and handed it over. She was distributing the healing potion everywhere.

"This is a special potion I made. It is very effective in treating trauma. After mixing it with water, it can be used to treat soldiers."

Field was stunned for a moment, stood up and said quickly: "Thank you very much... Well, please forgive me for Mr. Milani's matter."

Although Milani's words were very annoying, Field could see that they had a strong comradeship.

"Well, we will find the murderer." Liwen Roda lowered her head and was silent for a moment, then clenched her fist and waved, "Only by completely defeating the rebels can more people survive. Thank you for your heroic battle. Climb the city wall, everyone has seen it, you are very brave, you are a real knight."

"It should."

Field scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking that he was just going to make a profit, although objectively he did help.

Suddenly the roar of a gryphon came from the sky.

Looking up, he saw a dozen majestic griffins, spreading their huge wings across the starry sky and falling towards Lei Ying's command camp.

"Excuse me, I think the Empire's Griffin Knights are here." Levon Roda nodded to Field and left.

Watch Li Wenluo Da leave.

"Lei Ying is in trouble, he is actually a very nice person."

Although this guy has a lot of bad intentions, most of them are motivated by family interests. In the aristocratic circle, he was already a man of extremely high moral character, and Field really didn't want this resolute uncle to be severely punished.

Give the potion to Hammer and let him apply the medicine to the wounded. Field sat back by the bonfire and filled a bowl of wheat porridge. Just as he was about to drink it, a white hand came up from beside him and snatched the porridge away.

Aria held the bowl in one hand, revealing her arms as white as lotus roots. A smile appeared on Bingshan's face: "You actually eat alone. I am your chosen one. You don't even call me when you have food. It's too much."

"Aren't you sleeping?" Field's face was full of black lines. "If you wake up a certain female dragon, I'm afraid I will be beaten."

"Humph, that's good to know. The cry of the gryphon gave me a headache, so I woke up."