From Baron to Lord

What does that mean?

Why does it sound a little off?

The earls looked at each other, some unable to speak, but since Allen was the boss, whatever he said was the law.

Everyone immediately began to rest and reorganize on the spot.

In fact, when Allen stepped into the territory of the Duchy of Shark, the Stranfoss Mountains had already begun to riot.

The nearly 100,000 troops who had been guarding the mountains had been living a life of idle ease.

But this morning, just as everyone was preparing to eat breakfast, the Stranfoss Mountains, which had been calm for several months, suddenly erupted.

Most people were just picking up their bread and broth to eat when they saw the nightmare they would never forget in their lives.

Terrifying giant beasts, tens of meters tall, emerged from that magnificent and vast mountain range.

With each step they took, the warriors felt the ground shaking. "Thump!"

Someone dropped the bowl of broth in their hand directly onto the ground.

Everyone went from being stunned to terrified, and finally to despair.

Because on the plains, the warriors of the Duchy of Shark saw not only those twelve or twenty-five terrifying giant beasts that made people feel suffocated with despair.

But also densely packed magic beasts, like dark clouds, galloping beneath their feet. "Magic beasts! A magic beast riot!" someone shouted loudly.

The entire plain was in an uproar, everyone terrified and frantically retreating.

But there were too many magic beasts, and those giant beasts were too enormous.

In almost a few breaths' time, the closest batch of warriors had already been submerged by the magic beasts.

With each step of the Behemoth giants, dozens of people were turned into mincemeat.

The golden knights within the army of the Duchy of Shark, upon seeing this scene, felt their scalps tingle and wanted to flee without a second thought.

But the first golden knight had just taken flight when he was directly smashed into a meat paste by a Behemoth giant with a single slap.

Seeing this scene, all the golden knights gasped, no one dared to fly up, and each golden knight rode their warhorse, desperately fleeing on the ground.

Soon, the magic beasts shattered the original nearly 100,000-strong army.

Only a small fraction of the people survived and fled, while most were directly crushed to death by the magic beasts.

But they were lucky, because Allen's order was not for the Behemoth giants to slaughter them, but to lead the magic beasts to the northern fortresses.

So after a brief riot, the Behemoth giants led the magic beasts towards the north.

In the afternoon, Allen woke up from his nap.

He could already feel the aura of the Behemoths approaching.

"Allen, you're finally awake! Good heavens, what are you doing? Aren't you supposed to be conquering the Duchy of Shark?"

Albert stared at Allen resentfully from the side.

Allen smiled, he didn't say anything, just walked out of the small wooden house where he was temporarily staying.

He stretched lazily, then glanced at Marco, who had been guarding outside the door: "Prepare to assemble!"

Marco immediately bowed upon hearing this: "As you command, Lord."

Soon he gathered everyone together.

"Lord Allen! How long are we going to wait?"

Earl Earth Lizard was a little speechless, he was already a little impatient.

In fact, not only Earl Earth Lizard, but the other earls also felt a little impatient, they had come to conquer Shark, not to leisurely play around here.

Allen glanced at Earl Earth Lizard: "They've arrived."

"Arrived?"

Earl Earth Lizard was stunned.

The next moment, he felt the ground shake.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A huge sound came from far and near.

While Earl Earth Lizard and the others were still in a daze, a commoner living in the town suddenly let out a desperate roar.

"The magic beasts are rioting!"

"Giant monsters have appeared!"

"Run for your lives!"

The next moment, the whole town became lively, all the commoners looked up and saw eleven terrifying, giant figures.

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard.

They had never even heard of such enormous magic beasts in their entire lives.

Damn it, are these magic beasts?

These are freaking monsters!

The earls also turned slightly, seeing the Behemoth giants that had already appeared outside the town.

The next moment, everyone immediately took a step back, Earl Albert even drew his sword.

At this time, Allen's voice rang out.

"Don't worry, these are the friends we've been waiting for."

Allen said, patting Albert's somewhat stiff body.

Signaling him not to be so nervous.

"This... did you summon these?"

Earl Garrick swallowed, to be honest, the terrifying aura emanating from the Behemoth giants alone was enough to make him tremble all over.

The moment he saw the Behemoth giants, Garrick felt a sense of despair that made his scalp tingle.

This is definitely a top-tier magic beast!

Allen actually summoned this thing?

At this moment, everyone understood why Allen didn't mind the issue of the fortresses at all, and even insisted on splitting the troops.

If these giant beasts could all be obedient, those fortresses would be nothing!

"Roar!"

The Behemoth giants lowered their heads slightly towards Allen, expressing their submission.

Allen led everyone out of the town.

After coming out, Albert and the others became uneasy again, only after leaving the town did they see that, in addition to the Behemoth giants, there was also a dense army of magic beasts in front of them.

"...This isn't summoning righteous friends, this is simply summoning a group of messengers of death."

Albert took a slight breath of cold air.

Not to mention ordinary people, even he felt his scalp tingle when he saw the dense army of magic beasts in front of him.

Is this Allen's trump card?

An idea emerged in everyone's mind.

A Saint-tier Magister who is not yet seventeen years old, an existence capable of controlling an army of magic beasts and so many terrifying giant beasts.

No wonder he has the confidence to conquer the Duchy of Shark.

"Alright, everyone prepare, let's go!"

Allen immediately ordered, now that the Behemoth giants had arrived on the battlefield, he would sweep across the entire Duchy of Shark at the fastest speed.

"Let's go!"

Marco shouted loudly, and immediately all the warriors began to follow Allen forward, Allen also issued an order, letting the magic beasts walk in front of the humans, heading east.

Two hours later, on the Great Bear Fortress of the Duchy of Shark, a row of warriors were patrolling.

They were chatting idly.

"Didn't they say that the army of the Principality of Lyon had already come? Why haven't they arrived yet? Are they scared?"

"That's normal, maybe they secretly took a look from afar and realized they had no ability to pass through the fortress, so they ran away with their tails between their legs?"

"Maybe they're just timid and didn't dare to come! Hahaha."

These warriors spoke recklessly, they were not worried about the upcoming Principality of Lyon at all, because they had the Great Bear Fortress.

This fortress gave them too much confidence, making them not care about the so-called Lyon army at all.

However, just when everyone was relaxed and comfortable, someone suddenly saw what seemed to be tall figures appearing on the horizon.

Soon, the warriors' gazes were attracted by those figures in the distance.

Then, after a few breaths, the faces of all the warriors who had just been boasting turned pale.

"Magic beasts! Giant magic beasts are coming! Quickly ring the bronze bell!"

"Giant beasts! Giant beasts are attacking!"

ps: Chapter three, asking for monthly tickets, asking for flowers, asking for evaluation tickets, asking for self-subscription!.

Chapter 234 The Power of the Land War King! The Fortress That Was Blasted! (4)

West of the Duchy of Shark, the Stranfoss Mountains serve as the boundary, separating the duchy from the Principality of Lyon.

This mountain range, stretching for thousands of miles, is full of magic beasts and unknown dangers.

Similarly, this mountain range, stretching for thousands of miles, has become an invisible barrier between the two principalities.