Don't confiscate my citizenship

The first day of September in the year 1798 of the solar calendar.

From this day on, the whole world has changed a lot.

The war in the southern continent has come.

The overlord of the southern continent, the Krewe Empire, which has been planning for a long time and ready to move in recent years, has launched a full-scale war.

Its ready-to-go Krewe Empire army, advanced imperial magic engineering, and terrifying imperial military gods have quickly swept across the borders of the kingdoms of the southern continent with overwhelming force.

At the same time, the cardinals of the southern continent where the Resurrection Church is located have also joined the Krewe Empire camp. In addition, several large neutral forces outside the Krewe Empire and the Kingdom Federation have also chosen to help Krewe invade the kingdoms.

The Kingdom of Canberra, the headquarters of the Kingdom United Parliament, in the western hub area, is the primary target of the Krewe Empire, but as the kingdom with the strongest comprehensive national strength among the member states of the Kingdom United Parliament, it is also the most difficult strategic location to be captured.

On the contrary, the wars that broke out in the central plains countries, which are easy to attack but difficult to defend, are the most intense.

The eastern region with rugged mountains and coastal areas is the third front.

The northern coast has not been attacked by the Krein Empire yet, but according to the trend, the Krein Empire fleet may attack at any time and try to cut off the supply and sea transportation of the three fronts in the front from the rear.

Even so, even in the relatively remote eastern region, tens of thousands of people have died in less than 24 hours.

…

The eastern region of the southern continent, the westernmost side.

The border of the Kingdom of Alolan, the Zelder Highlands.

The terrain here is dangerous, with peaks and valleys.

The Zelder Highlands are bordered by cliffs in the east and dense jungles in the west. The north and south sides are narrow valley passages. It has always been an important barrier for the Kingdom of Alolan, guarding the throat to the hinterland.

Since ancient times, wars have occurred, and countless martyrs of the Kingdom of Alolan have shed their blood and shed their heads here to defend their homes.

Facing the huge military machine of the Krein Empire, the Zelder Highlands have unsurprisingly become the Shura field on the front line.

The smoke-filled Zelder Highlands was like a purgatory on earth. The once lush ancient trees were shattered by magic cannons, the broken branches were charred, and there were bullet marks on the bark.

The lush grassland was trampled to pieces, the green grass leaves were now horrible, and the soil was stained with blood into a terrifying dark red.

Broken armor and broken magic weapons were scattered all over the ground, and the gloomy sky was so low that it could collapse at any time. The dark clouds covered the only remaining light, and the entire battlefield was eclipsed, and the grayness enveloped the fields.

The haze of death was everywhere, and from time to time, there were fighting and wailing sounds coming from all over the battlefield, echoing in the mountains, deafening, and tearing everyone's nerves.

In this hell on earth, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Alolan fought bloody battles and built the first line of defense with their flesh and blood.

The most elite troops on the western border of the Kingdom of Alolan are defending the Zelder Highlands, the Urn Star Table Corps.

The soldiers of the Urn Star Table Corps are all elites who have emerged from thousands of troops. They have been through hundreds of battles and have rich combat experience. The commander of the Corps, General Leonard, is the strongest man on the border and is known as the "Reincarnation of the God of War". He has also trained Juliana, the strongest man in the Kingdom of Alolan today. He is tall and strong, with a sharp gaze and a lion-like mane that makes him look even more majestic.

"God of fighting and war, as you decide, I will swear with all my heart!"

Deputy General Kotel is a famous swordsman. He draws his sword so fast that ordinary people can't see it clearly. The sword light only draws a residual shadow in the air.

"Don't be tired or lazy, and do it with all your strength!"

The soldiers of the Urn Star Table Corps are all brave and good at fighting. Their silver armor shines in the sun, like gods descending from heaven.

After days of bloody battles, the Urn Star Table Legion finally repelled the first wave of fierce attacks from the Krelian Empire!

The exhausted soldiers were refreshed and their morale was high again.

General Leonard stood on a high ground, looking at the messy battlefield below and the faces of the soldiers who survived the disaster, and his loud voice resounded throughout the battlefield:

"Brave warriors, you are all true heroes! You are not afraid of powerful enemies and defend your homeland with blood and life! I am extremely proud of your bravery! Let those Krelian beasts see what the Alolan Iron Cavalry is! Today, you are all the masters of Zelder Highlands!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, they were eager to fight, eager to try, and murderous.

"As expected of General Leonard, the teacher of the Immortal Sword Saint Juliana."

"When Big Sister Juliana returns to Alolan from the Kingdom of Hutton, it will be time for us to fight back!"

"I haven't seen her for several years. I didn't expect to have the opportunity to fight side by side with her again. Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!"

Thousands of eyes are burning with fighting spirit, waiting for the Krelian army to attack again so that they can taste the power of the indestructible Alolan Iron Cavalry.

And the pride of their legion is Juliana, who had left the border legion and went to the capital before. She even surpassed General Leonard a few years ago and successfully promoted to the eighth level.

Just when the soldiers were full of confidence, they suddenly began to look at each other in confusion.

I couldn't tell what was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

When Deputy General Cottle asked this question, he realized the problem.

He couldn't hear other people's voices.

General Leonard had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword at this moment.

Abnormal silence.

Too quiet.

Even the howling wind seemed to have stopped, the birds and animals all fell silent, and there was an eerie silence.

Inexplicable fear gripped everyone's hearts, a tremor that came from the depths of their souls.

General Leonard was the first to notice something strange, and his intuition from many years of combat told him that something was wrong.

"Kotel, come to me quickly! The others will form their positions and be careful of attacks! Be vigilant and be ready to meet the enemy at any time!"

He subconsciously clenched the weapon in his hand, his bronze face tightened, and he shouted in a low voice.

Just by looking at the shape of his mouth, Cottle immediately came to the commander's side. His sword was already out of its sheath, and the blade was spitting out cold light.

The Urn Star Table Legion quickly formed an array, with dense swords standing like wheat fields, forming a continuous sword formation to surround the battlefield.

Everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme, and every muscle was tense. They scanned the surroundings vigilantly, clenched their weapons, and were ready to deal with the appearance of the enemy at any time.

However, what made them horrified was that the expected attack did not come.

On the contrary, the fog began to spread silently on the battlefield, covering the entire Zelder Highlands. The ground under the soldiers' feet became soft and sticky, as if they were stepping on a puddle of mud.

"The environment...has changed?"

They looked around in disbelief.

It was as if they were no longer in Zelder Heights for a moment.

Before they were truly frightened.

Even the dark sky seemed to be distorted and transformed into a ferocious mouth with teeth and claws, and it looked like the face of a god, trying to devour everyone.

They raised their heads in confusion.

Compared with Tianji's giant face, he was as small as a sesame seed.

Is this really something that can be done with magic?

In other words, if someone can control the entire sky, is it a human or a god?

This is beyond their understanding.

Before the soldiers could react, the mist swallowed everything like a tide.

Leonard only felt that the scene in front of him changed, and he seemed to be thrown into another strange and unpredictable world.

Surrounded by endless desolation and silence, the sky and the earth were a gray area, like a deep sea. Everything had lost its color, and only a lifeless air was left, which was about to suffocate them.

"This is an illusion! Don't be fooled, please concentrate!"

General Leonard shouted, trying to wake up the minds of his comrades.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Even if he felt the severe pain by hurting himself and concentrated on getting out of the illusion, other legion members were already trapped in the illusion. The soldiers stood numb like puppets one by one, holding their throats and slowly losing their breath in fear. .

Only Adjutant Cottle could barely break free from the illusion.

At the same time, an invisible force enveloped the battlefield overwhelmingly.

Leonard and Cottle instantly felt suffocated, their movements blocked, as if there was a heavy weight on their shoulders, unable to move even an inch.

They all thought of the same frightening possibility.

"Teacher Leonard! Leave me alone and run as fast as you can! I'll help you stop him!"

Adjutant Cottle gritted his teeth, his veins popped out, and he frantically tried to break free from the invisible shackles.

However, as a battle-hardened swordsman, he tried his best to resist, but gradually his strength failed him. The sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he could no longer swing an inch.

Just as Leonard and Cottle were desperately resisting, a tall black figure slowly walked out of the fog.

He was wearing long black clothes and holding a mechanical agate staff. Under the mist that was constantly passing by, the cold and indifferent eyes of his handsome face were vaguely visible, but they also shone with the arrogance of looking down on all living beings.

Just the fluctuation of magic power he radiated made Cottle stop struggling and tremble.

"The third military god, Ge Yat, the seat of sardonyx..."

Leonard recognized the enemy at a glance, his voice trembled with desolate despair.

Compared to Adjutant Cottle, he is better able to recognize the gap between himself and the enemy.

He even couldn't help but feel glad that his disciple Juliana was not here.

Because even if Juliana is here, she will not be Geatt's opponent.

Ge Yat did not respond. He just raised his hand and pointed. Leonard and Cottle seemed to be pinched by invisible hands and their mobility was blocked, and they knelt down involuntarily.

The two of them were like puppets with their strings cut off, unable to resist at all, and blood gurgled out of their mouths.

A few minutes later.

When the fog in Zelder Highlands cleared, corpses were everywhere.

No one in the Urn Star Table Corps was spared, and even the remaining communication magic equipment on the ground was still making noise. The command post at the rear kept asking about the situation on the front line, but never got any response.

…

The southwestern border of Posen Kingdom, Hargengard Fortress.

This ancient fortress stands majestically, backed by rolling mountains and facing the vast plains, guarding the border city-states behind it.

Hargengard Fortress is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only a narrow valley passage in the south. It also houses the Central Army of the Posen Kingdom and is the first line of defense on the southeastern border of the Posen Kingdom.

The smoke-filled Hargengard Fortress was full of broken walls and ruins. The thick stone walls were riddled with holes by magic instruments. The gravel rolled down and stirred up bursts of dust.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood. Broken limbs and corpses were everywhere inside and outside the fortress. The blood dyed the soil red and gathered into a stinking pool of blood.

Huge black crows circled and screamed, the sky was so crimson and dark that it seemed to be coming over the city, and at sunset it seemed that even the heaven and earth were weeping for it.

From time to time, there were sounds of fighting, wails and explosions inside and outside the city, echoing in the valley for a long time, tearing at the nerves of every soldier.

In this hell, the soldiers of Posen Kingdom used their flesh and blood to build the last barrier.

It is the Central Army of the Posen Kingdom that holds the Hargengard Fortress.

Seven days ago, when the Creation Empire launched an attack, in order to resist the invasion of the Creation Empire, the Posen Kingdom did not mobilize the more critical garrison troops to the south. Instead, it did its best to dispatch the Central Army to deal with the garrison on the southwest border. Form a coalition.

This force is called the "Poisen Cavalry", and those guarding the Hargengard Fortress are the first and fifth legions of the Posen Cavalry.

Giovanni, the general of the First Legion, is known as the "Tiger of the Battlefield". He has a majestic appearance, a gaze like lightning, and a voice like a bell.

General Giovanni was brave and good at fighting. He charged into battle many times and was invincible.

Lord Roland, the commander of the Fifth Army, was equally brave and fearless.

He is old and has gray hair. He has experienced hundreds of battles, but he is still energetic. His face is full of vicissitudes of life.

All of Posen's cavalry were fierce generals. The warriors' armor shone with a cold light in the gunpowder smoke, and their black cloaks rustled in the wind.

The Posen King's emblem on their chests was particularly eye-catching under the artillery fire. Although the Hargengard Fortress was devastated, the Posen cavalry soldiers were still in high spirits.

They held their spears high and lined up neatly on the dilapidated city wall. Their resolute faces were filled with the determination to face death.

Once Hargengard Fortress is lost, the towns behind will be massacred and plundered, and it will be difficult to regain this important place.

They need to hold on until reinforcements from the Yaquitan troops on the southern border.

The two commanders, General Giovanni and Lord Roland, charged into the surging Crean army, their bodies soaked in blood.

At level seven, they are invincible on the battlefield.

Although he was besieged by many sixth-level enemies, he was still able to fight his way out.

"Brave Posen warriors!"

General Giovanni shouted loudly, his voice echoing through the sky,

"The invaders of Creja are right in front of us! But I want them to see what it means to be a Posen Lion! What it means to be unyielding to the death! Let them have a taste of our power!"

"Never back down!"

The soldiers responded in unison, and their loud shouts shook the sky and echoed in the sky above Hargengard.

Crayu's artillery fire became more and more intensive, and the city wall was crumbling, but the momentum of Posen's cavalry only increased.

They believed from the bottom of their hearts that as long as the Hargengard Fortress remained standing, they could protect the people of Posen to the end.

The armies of the Creation Empire surged in like a tidal wave, and the whole place was covered with darkness, and the ground shook.

Spears pierced the enemy's chest, sharp blades cut off the enemy's heads, magical artillery sounded from time to time, and corpses littered the battlefield. The Poisen warriors swore to live and die with the city and never retreat a step.

They understand that behind them is their home and the fate of countless people.

Even if they spend their last drop of blood, they will fight to protect their country until the last moment of their lives.

"?"

Just as Posen's cavalry was resisting, all the soldiers felt an inexplicable pressure, as if an invisible hand was holding their throats, making their movements gradually slow down.

The color of the sky deepened again, turning into an ominous crimson, and thick dark clouds rolled like blood.

The ground began to tremble, countless cracks appeared on the ground, and blood seeped out from the cracks.

The Posen warriors looked at each other, instinctively feeling the danger.

"No! It's a strong man from Creain!"

Lord Roland's expression changed greatly and his voice trembled slightly.

As an experienced veteran, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

General Giovanni clenched his sword, gritted his teeth, and trembled all over, but he was unable to save himself.

At this moment, a blood-red comet suddenly flashed across the sky.

The comet dragged its long tail, like the fangs of a vicious dog, tearing the sky apart.

An aura of terror enveloped the battlefield, and everyone felt their souls trembling.

In this suffocating atmosphere, a figure fell from the sky and landed on the wall of Hargengard.

The visitor was wearing dark red heavy armor, with a blood-red cape, and was arrogant and unruly.

His short black hair was flying like flames, his eyes were as red as torches, and his gaze was so sharp that it made people palpitate. There was a wave of hot air around him, and the air was distorting.

The earth was suppressed by his momentum, and the air was on fire.

The surrounding soldiers, whether they were the soldiers of the Crean Empire or the soldiers of the Posen Kingdom, all stopped moving.

"The seventh military god of the Creation Empire, Philip of the Blood Chalcedony Seat."

Giovanni spoke out this frightening name with difficulty, his face turned ashen.

Rumor has it that Philip is the most war-loving of the military gods of Creation, and he may have been looking forward to this war for a long time.

Philip gave a cruel smile and raised his right hand. Scarlet cracks gradually burst out on the ground, and the fire expanded rapidly, becoming as intense as the sun in the blink of an eye.

"The Arquedans Border Commissioner is not here, so who else can stop me?"

Philip looked up to the sky and laughed, with a little disappointment,

"Is it you, or are you?"

Before he finished speaking, hundreds of pillars of fire, tens of meters wide, surged up from under Hargengard like heavenly punishment, reaching into the sky and the earth.

Countless soldiers were melted together with the ruins of the walls, and screams could be heard endlessly.

Philip moved forward, and wherever he passed, the warriors of the Poisson cavalry were like paper dolls, melting easily.

"brute!"

General Giovanni roared angrily and raised his sword to strike Philip straight.

But before his long sword touched Philip, it was blown away by an invisible force, plunged diagonally into the ground, and broke suddenly.

Before Giovanni could react, Philip's fist had pierced his chest, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"You are not enough."

Philip unclenched his bloody fist and let Giovanni's body fall to the ground.

The seventh-level Lord Roland also did not stop Philip for long before he also turned into a pool of blood, and even the bones were completely dissolved.

A few minutes later.

The Hargengard Fortress was suddenly breached, and the civilians in the Hargengard City behind faced the sudden disaster and fell into panic.

"Mom, no!"

"Who can save us!"

"Don't kill her!"

Crying and wailing could be heard endlessly, and people fled in all directions, but had nowhere to go.

Fear enveloped everyone's heart, and the city turned into a sea of ​​fire. The raging flames devoured everything. The streets and alleys were littered with corpses, rivers of blood, and everything was devastated.

Crayu's cavalry then charged into the city, like wolves and tigers. They slaughtered not only Posen's defenders, but also unarmed civilians. In the light of swords and shadows, no one, including the old, weak, women, and children, was spared.

Among the countless dead and wounded corpses, only Philip stood proudly, covered in blood. He looked around at the tragic situation and burst out laughing with enjoyment. The laughter was horrifying and echoed in the sky above Hargengard for a long time.

…

Hutton Kingdom, western border, Silva Forest.

This dense primeval forest is like an endless maze, with towering trees blocking the sky, tangled vines and overgrown shrubs.

The terrain of the Silva Forest is complex, and neither the armies of the Creja Empire nor the troops of the Kingdom of Hutton are willing to go deep.

But correspondingly, this has also become a secret passage that can go around the back of the opponent's line.

The elite team of the Hutton Kingdom's special assassination force marched in the forest like ghosts, waiting for an opportunity to surprise the headquarters of the 32nd Army of the Creation Empire tonight.

As night falls, the Silva Forest is shrouded in darkness.

The towering trees cast eerie shadows, like monsters baring their teeth and claws. Their branches and leaves rustled in the wind, and the smell of moisture filled the air.

The ground was covered with rotting leaves and dead branches, making a crunching sound with every step.

The night was like solidified ink, and not even the moonlight could penetrate this darkness.

Flashing past in the Silva Forest was the Shadow Blade Team of the 7th Special Operations Brigade of the Kingdom of Hutton, composed of six elites.

They belong to the inner organization of the royal family of the Kingdom of Hutton, and have gathered top assassins who cannot be put on the table under ordinary circumstances.

The leader of the Shadow Blade team is a seventh-level assassin with a slender figure and wind-like movements.

Captain Ruinuo's eyes are as sharp as a falcon, and he can see clearly in the night. He is good at preparing all kinds of strange poisons, and a poison-quenched silver needle can kill a person.

Each member of the Shadow Blade team has their own skills, and they can complement each other and perform perfect teamwork. They come and go like ghosts and never miss a beat.

This time, they were ordered to launch a "decapitation operation" against the Creju Empire's troops stationed outside the Silva Forest.

Ruinuo led the team members forward in the forest.

"The target this time is the commander and chief of staff of the 32nd Legion of Creation Army, an old man."

Renault said calmly,

"As long as I get within thirty meters of him, he will be dead, but the main difficulty lies in retreating."

"I'll help you create an escape route."

Vice-captain Catherine added softly, looking at his temperament, he didn't look like an assassin at all.

"The time has come to make achievements. Normally we can only carry out some cleanup work and anti-assassination security work. Now this war has caused chaos in the southern continent. As long as the Kingdom Alliance side can win, we may no longer have to live a shady life. In life, it is not impossible to get an opportunity to retire, or even gain a title and become famous. "

"After retiring, we'll all go our separate ways?"

"No, we are a family that grew up together. I will go to a small village to build a house and wait for you to come back at any time."

This mission was just routine for them.

But every mission that follows may be the most important mission.

While the Shadow Blade team was running fast and chatting, the wind suddenly whimpered in the Silva Forest.

Ruino was keenly aware that something was wrong. As an experienced assassin, his intuition told him that danger was approaching.

He suddenly pulled out the dagger, scanned the surroundings with his eyes like a hawk, and shouted in a low voice.

"Be careful, an enemy is approaching."

Other team members also went on alert and gripped their weapons.

Catherine narrowed her eyes slightly, the Shadow Blade team seemed to be facing a powerful enemy, but they could not see any trace of the enemy.

There is obviously a problem.

But as assassins, they could not find any trace of each other.

Until a faint scent of sandalwood came from nowhere, which was incompatible with the humidity in the forest.

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind the Shadow Blade team.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I have no hostility."

Everyone turned around sharply.

They never dreamed that such superb assassins as themselves would be approached unknowingly.

What's even more heart-stopping is that although the speaker's tone is gentle, everyone feels a bone-chilling chill, as if ice water has been poured into the bone marrow.

They saw a young man wearing a white robe and embroidered with complicated and gorgeous patterns already standing beside them.

He has short light blond hair and a clear face.

But the most heart-stopping thing was his silver eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

This man exuded an otherworldly aura, which was incompatible with the gloominess of the Silva Forest.

"Who are you……?!"

Rui Nuo's expression changed greatly, but he did not dare to attack rashly.

Because the other party took the initiative to stay so close, he didn't feel the possibility that he could assassinate the other party.

"The eleventh military god of the Creain Empire, Simon Lo, the Emerald Seat."

The man with light blond hair and white robe replied.

"Look at how beautiful the moonlight is tonight. It's not a good time to fight."

Simonro said with a smile, his tone as soft as a sigh,

"What do you think?"

"..."

No one dared to answer.

The air was frozen, and only the rapid breathing of the members of the Shadow Blade team could be heard.

They were all waiting for Ruino's order.

"Then if we want to leave, will you let us go?"

Ruinuo said in a deep voice.

"of course not."

Simonro replied matter-of-factly,

"I definitely can't let you endanger the Creation Empire. It is inevitable that you will be captured."

"Do it!"

Ruinuo shouted sharply the moment he heard this.

Being captured by the other party is better than fighting with the other party to the death!

Before he finished speaking, the dagger in Ruino's hand had already been thrown out, heading straight for Simon Luo's throat.

There was a flash of silver light, and the dagger hit the target accurately.

At such a close distance, Simonro did not completely avoid it.

or.

He didn't want to hide at all.

After the dagger pierced Simonro's chest, it turned into bits of broken light and disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, can you calm down? I really don't want to hurt you."

Simon Luo remained calm, except that his white robe was punctured, and his skin was quickly healed.

But the members of the Hutton Kingdom's special assassination force apparently refused to negotiate with Simon Roe.

In their opinion, Simonro gave too many loopholes.

Attack when you need to attack, run when you need to run.

But.

All the attacks were in vain three feet away from Simon Luo, as if they hit an invisible wall.

"Since negotiations have failed, there is nothing we can do."

Simonro sighed, and finally there was a sense of determination in his tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Simonro raised his right hand and made a fist.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, and the members of the Shadow Blade team were instantly blown away, like kites with broken strings.

Countless big trees rose from the ground throughout the forest, losing gravity at this moment!

The biting wind cut their bodies like sharp knives, and blood splashed in the air.

Just a moment.

Several escaping Shadow Blade members fell to the ground or were hung on trees. Their bodies were cut beyond recognition and broken into countless pieces.

Ruinuo, who escaped fatal injuries, managed to stand up, but was covered in blood and crumbling.

"Monster! You monster!"

Ruinuo roared, his eyes cracked.

But as a Hutton soldier, he will never surrender to a strong enemy!

"What's the point."

Simonro said to himself pitifully.

There was a slight smile on his lips, and his fingertips pointed at Ruino.

Just when Ruino was concentrating on avoiding the wind blade, pretending to attack but actually looking for an opportunity to evacuate.

He felt like he was enveloped in a shallow light, and all the injuries on his body were healed.

And Simonro was still looking at him with a smile.

It's like telling him - even if I help you completely heal a few more times, what can you do?

"..."

At this moment, Ruino felt truly powerless.

The crows in the Silva Forest were startled for a few times, and finally, the sounds calmed down.

…

Posen Kingdom a few hours later.

As the hub in the eastern region that connects the Kingdom of Aloran on the left and the Kingdom of Hutton on the right, the top management is in a mess at this moment.

In the heart of Parrieux, the capital of Poisson, lies the magnificent King's Ministry of Defense Building.

The building is made of gray and white marble, with six ancient Parian columns supporting the triangular gable.

Entering the building, you will see a spacious hall with a statue of the national emblem of the Posen Kingdom. A spiral staircase deep in the hall leads to the core area of ​​the Ministry of National Defense.

The dispatch center is located on the third floor of the Department of Defense building.

People wearing military uniforms and high-level civilian uniforms of the Posen Kingdom were constantly running back and forth.

They connected using communication magic, gathered around a smart touch table, and communicated with solemn expressions.

The surface of the touch table displays the military deployment map of the various border defense lines of the Posen Kingdom in real time, and the different colored light spots represent different military services and the number of troops.

"Now not only us, but also the defense lines of the Kingdom of Aloran and the Kingdom of Hutton have been severely damaged. There is basically no need to ask for help."

The intelligence officer used a magic mechanical pen to circle a few flashing red dots on the screen. His tone was solemn. Now it all depends on the strongest western hub area to attract firepower, otherwise the east side will be even worse.

"Our army's dispatched troops in the southwest have lost nearly one-third, and the surviving troops are retreating south. At this rate, even if the defense of the South Asia Kuidan Territory can be strengthened, the southwest is basically ready to give up."

He looked at the changing data on the screen and said gloomily.

While the noise continues.

Footsteps sounded, and a figure came along the stairs to the third floor, and many figures immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Lieutenant General, the border is asking for help. Do we, the Central Army, continue to send troops?"

They quickly asked Nigel, who was now a lieutenant general.

"... Let the Senate decide. I think there is little point in continuing reinforcements to the southwest."

Nigel shook his head with tired eyes, as if he didn't know what to do.

There are constant turmoils before and after. Although Nigel is not a general who will easily go to the front line to fight, if he is really beaten to Huadu, he will be the last line of defense commander to defend Huadu.

His responsibilities are equally important.

What's more, even if he goes, he may not be able to turn the tide of the war.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the teacher who had passed away. If he had been as powerful as Perlman, he might really be able to play a vital role on the frontline battlefield.

After the battle in Huadu that night, he once again understood the sentence "The realm of life and death will make the demon warriors stronger." If the immortal species does not put aside the concept of life and death and learn to bloom like a short-lived creature, it will be limited. If you don't have fireworks, it will be difficult to become stronger quickly.

The piece of [Parroni's Grudge] that Perlman forcibly implanted in his body has almost become one with him. After regaining himself, he did not choose to separate it, but worked hard to rely on himself. Suppress and harness its power.

If one day he has to face a powerful eighth-level enemy again, he may need to rely on this barely legendary madness ability to be able to fight against it.

Nigel simply dealt with the officers and civilian officials around him and went straight to the rear.

I saw a rest area on one side of the third floor.

Ranchi and Thalia were drinking tea.

"Nigel, here we come."

Lan Qi noticed Nigel and suddenly smiled.

He and Thalia stayed in the Poisen Kingdom for nearly a week due to transportation. Now they are paying attention to the battle situation and traffic information every day. The person responsible for taking care of them in the Poisen Kingdom has gradually changed from Countess Rosalinda to Nigel. .

Now that the war has begun, Countess Rosalinda, as a platinum-level card maker and expert in magic engineering, has been immediately recruited into the military industry department, and she is extremely busy every day.

"Lanqi, Tata, I'm very sorry. The war situation has become worse. We have no way to send you back to the Kingdom of Hutton for the time being. Except for large city-states with core city defense systems like Huadu Parrieu, the magic energy rail train passes by Anywhere else could be very dangerous."

Nigel took off his military hat, sat across from them, and bowed his head to them.

What today brings is not good news, but bad news that they will have to stay for an unknown period of time.

Cross-border transportation is frequently attacked, with fewer and fewer stations and routes available, and no one knows where the city-state will fall together.

Now if you want to return to the Hutton Kingdom, there are many uncertainties with the only magic energy rail train.

At present, the safest plan is to head all the way east within the country, and then transfer to a small vehicle after exiting the country, crossing several small countries in the eastern region, and arriving at the Kingdom of Hutton in the easternmost part of the Southern Continent.

Even then, it takes a long time and is extremely risky.

"Your status as a scientific researcher is enough for the Creation Empire to send enough force to kidnap you. In the worst case scenario, if your itinerary information is leaked, you will face a situation of death and no life."

Nigel added.

Although the large forces of the Crean Empire will not directly attack the Posen Kingdom, the high-level assassins of the Crean Empire can make surprise attacks, and once they leave the country, there may even be military gods.

"It doesn't matter. We were already prepared when we knew the war started. We were even lucky that we didn't wake up and set off in a hurry, otherwise we might have been blocked halfway."

Lan Qi shook his head and patted Nigel's shoulder in relief.

The last time he fought against the strong eighth-level Pearlman, he was already sweating. He had to rely on his and Thalia's Demon King's special attack, plus the routine of Pearlman to win twice. No matter which Imperial War God he encountered, he might Something is going to happen.

And even if the difference in hard power is not big and it constitutes attribute restraint, it will still become one side suppressing the other side.

For example, Thalia's spiritual magic does not work on alchemical organisms, so if she meets the corrupt bishop Farmer, she has no chance of winning.

"Lanchi, Tata..."

Nigel's expression became a little bitter, and he seemed to be speechless.

It would be safest to wait for a good time before arranging Lan Qi's return.

At least this period was the most turbulent, and the Posen Kingdom itself was a little overwhelmed.

"Can you be entrusted to serve as our magic engineer in the near future?"

Nigel looked at the two and finally spoke.

He himself owed Lan Qi and Tata a favor, but now that the Posen Kingdom was unable to send them back safely, it had to entrust them with help, which was a bit of "repaying a favor with an enemy", which really made him feel guilty.

"no problem."

Lan Qi glanced at Talia, then nodded and agreed simply.

Nigel was a lifelong friend of both of them, and there wasn't much to say.

"Thank you, that's a big help."

Nigel breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only are their two platinum-level card makers providing assistance as magic craftsmen, but the Kingdom of Posen now lacks top combat power. With their presence, Nigel can feel a little more at ease.

suddenly.

The communication magic device in Nigel's ear rang.

"Lieutenant General Nigel, we have received intelligence that the second line of defense on the southwest border is also on the verge of collapse."

There was a buzzing sound.

"Why so fast?"

Nigel stood up immediately.

Lan Qi also looked confused and was paying attention to the front. Although he did not have the authority to coordinate the battle situation, he would give some suggestions as a technical support expert.

"It's Philip, the Seventh Army God who is sealed on the Blood Chalcedony Seat. He's crazy. He launched a second round of attack!"

"..."

When Nigel heard this, his expression froze for a moment.

"Sorry, Lanci, Tata, I might go to confirm the situation. If necessary, I will also go to the front line to provide support."

After listening to the communication, he apologized to Lanci and Talia and prepared to leave.

Lanci and Thalia looked at each other.

"Nigel, what is the strength of the God of War?"

They didn't waste Nigel's time, they just followed him and asked him questions at his side.

Lan Qi had only heard hearsay about the strength of the Twelve Gods of War before, but what level it was, just listening to the students from the Alchemy School of Icerite Academy, definitely did not know the fighting power of the real Posen Kingdom generals like Nigel. accurate.

Nigel was silent for a moment.

"If they are the strongest military gods, no unit in our Posen Kingdom can confront them one-on-one. I am afraid that only Loren, the great priest of your country, can fight against the military gods head-on."

he replied.

"Besides the First Army God Sea Sintos, are there any other strong men in the Creain Empire who are stronger than Loren?"

Lan Qi thought for a while and asked Nigel again.

Of the forces he currently knows about the Creation Empire, apart from the vampires, the strongest one should be Hyacintos, the strongest man in the Southern Continent.

The extinct bishop of the northern continent is also the origin of the term "super bishop-level strength". He has always been called the head of the twelve military gods of the Creain Empire in the southern continent and the military god Hyacintos who was awarded the Diamond Seat.

In Lan Qi's perception, Loren was a ceiling-level powerhouse, famous throughout the Southern Continent, and no one would question his power.

Lanci didn't know how much better Hyacintos was than Loren.

But at present, it seems that Loren is obviously not at the level of Hyacintos.

"...I'm afraid there are three or four who will be stronger than Loren. I don't mean to offend, I'm just stating the facts. Among the Twelve Gods of War, Loren can only be said to be at the upper level, not the top."

Nigel shook his head.

"..."

Lanci and Thalia looked at each other again.

They believed that Nigel's intelligence and judgment were fine.

Nigel is an extremely reliable teammate.

In comparison, a typical negative teaching material is the Snow Witch, and her information seems to be incorrect.

"Nigel."

Lan Qi suddenly stopped Nigel and at the same time asked the cat boss to activate the sound sealing barrier.

Nigel noticed that Lan Qi seemed to have something important to discuss with him, so he stopped for the time being.

"During this period, Tata and I will do our best to help you in the rear of the Posen Kingdom, but can you find a way to help me get an identity and a channel that allows me to disguise myself as a businessman or something like that, from Yaquidan in the south? Lead the infiltration into the Creation Empire?"

Ranchi stared at Nigel and said.

For this kind of matter, he couldn't ask anyone in the Posen Kingdom, or he couldn't trust anyone, except Nigel, whose reliability he believed in.

He Lanqi has never been good at talking head-on, but if he wants to go to the opposite house to start a business, then the expert is here.