From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

The sky that had just cleared up once again shed sunshine, and countless birds of prey replaced the dark clouds and once again obscured the sky above everyone's heads.

The Elf of Ain El clan looks like a flying emerald, but by this point in the battle, it has basically become broken into pieces. The bright cloak turned into scattered strips of cloth after being soaked with blood, and the body that was originally like a leopard was no longer strong and strong.

Compared with the world they had just arrived in, the determination in their eyes was no longer firm.

"Why did the portal disappear? How should we go back?!" An elf shouted in panic.

The next second, the imperial guard's spear pierced his body, eliminating the elf's troubles.

"Protect Your Majesty!" The morale of the imperial guards is still high up to this moment. Although Emhyr's prestige among the Nilfgaardian army has been set back due to years of battles, the guards themselves are the most loyal group of people.

"Hand over our Majesty!" The Ain El tribe's legion commander roared back even though he was panicking.

The allied forces from the north poured into the battlefield like a torrent at this moment, and the war cries echoed on the battlefield like thunder, pushing the cruelty and anxiety of the war to its peak at this moment.

The roaring lion's head dazzled the eyes of the imperial guards - the elf soldiers falling from the sky can be explained by magic, but is it also magic for the coalition forces in the north to cross from the front line to the Golden Tower City?

Obviously a few years ago, the magic gap between the north and the south was not that big!

The faces of the Ain El elves were grim. At first, they only saw the humans charging at the front, thinking that these were also reinforcements from the Imperial Guards.

But then other dwarves, halflings, dryads, and even elves surrounded them from all sides, leaving them in a daze for a moment.

"Those are...Ion Sid?"

boom!

There was no need to distinguish between enemy and friend. Everything he saw was an enemy. The Northern Legion just crashed into the Imperial Guards and the alien army at the same time.

"Stab-"

Those present were all the most elite troops of their respective races, and they were actually able to react and have some of them turn around to face the new enemy. The soldiers on the side immediately parried their weapons and swung their swords at the enemy.

However, there was no blood spraying or steel tearing. Instead, the swords in their hands seemed to hit an invisible protective shield, and dazzling lightning burst out from the northern soldiers in front of them!

"Ah ah ah -" The soldier wearing iron armor twitched and fell to the ground immediately. Even if he was lucky enough not to be electrocuted to death immediately, he was trampled to death by the soldiers who came one after another within three breaths.

On the other hand, the northern coalition forces were unscathed by this first wave of contact.

"What kind of magic is this! How can humans cast this kind of magic!" Ain El shouted.

No one is interested in responding to them. The soldiers from the north dug into their formation like drills.

And what they have to face is far more than that.

"Oh my God——!!"

"Ouch!!!"

The giant wielded a long iron-lined staff that was comparable to a tower, and the end was connected to a huge anchor that could stop the flagship, and passed the soldiers of the northern border with one earthquake step after another.

After being nourished by magic and cultivated by druids, its size is one point larger than three years ago.

Two giant dragons splashed flames from high places to disrupt the formation. They were also equipped with magic-infused iron armor engraved with [Caress·Change]. Not only were they unscrupulous among the elven legions, but they also no longer had to retreat from the siege crossbows that once had to be avoided. Give way.

"bake--"

The Nilfgaardians had long known about these war monsters that were making a splash on the front lines, but they were still able to barely maintain their formation at this moment. Knowing that these monsters were invincible, they immediately changed their formations and began to prepare to retreat.

But seeing this scene for the first time, the Elf of Ain El completely collapsed.

Although they are elite, they have been neglected in fighting for hundreds of years. Their only daily activity is to take turns hunting unicorns.

At this moment, they came to another world to save the Alder King, but not only did they not see their king, but they also lost sight of their way home.

More and more comrades were lost around him, and finally the Elf of Ain El could not bear the pressure and turned around and ran away.

Lost!

After being hit one after another, the elves of the Ain El clan, who had barely maintained their formation, were completely defeated and became the first force to be eliminated.

But they don't even know where to escape!

"These monsters are rushing towards crowded places. We are fleeing outside the city. The city walls have been shattered!" A sharp-eyed elf discovered the blind spot.

"Let's leave the battlefield first!"

…

The scattered small forces are indeed not worth the attention of the ice giants and dragons. They need to be as effective as possible every minute and every second on the battlefield.

But Lann had already given the order not to take prisoners.

Then, another force in the sky began to take action.

"Zi la la——"

Escape from Ain Ain The elves suddenly found a burning object thrown in front of them.

"Is this...a primitive alchemical explosive mixture?"

Even though he was a deserter, the superiority engraved in his bones still caused contempt to appear in the eyes of this Ain El soldier for the first time.

But it turned into panic in an instant.

because--

"boom!!"

The bundled [Hive Bomb] exploded, and the scattered fragments directly pierced the small group of defeated troops, half of whom died on the spot; the remaining injured were only left with the strength to cry.

Leo dived proudly at high altitude, shook the gryphon badge on his chest, turned his hand and took out another bundle of alchemy bombs from the gryphon's saddlebag under his crotch, and threw it in another direction.

"boom!!!!"

This time it’s a mixture of [Dancing Star] and [Dragon Dream], and the sound is several times louder than before!

Although the Griffin Knights are called "Knights", Lann never thought of letting them fight in the traditional knight's way.

Do people fight each other with spears in the sky? Your spear may not be as long as a gryphon's wings!

Let griffins swoop into battle? You don't need the good air superiority, but you have to let people poke you down for fun?

The giant dragon has long demonstrated the correct way to fight as an aerial overlord: when flying in the sky, just spit fire downwards and that's it!

Although griffons cannot breathe fire, the knights on their backs can do the job for them.

High-altitude bombing is the correct way of combat for air troops!

"boom!!!"

Leo once again eliminated a group of defeated troops.

There are giants and dragons clearing the densest enemies, while the gryphon knights rely on their high-altitude vision and long-range strikes.

They can become the best battlefield blockers! No one can escape from this land!

This is still a force that has just been established for less than a year, and the potential of the Griffin Knights is far beyond this. After the griffin group is artificially bred and their numbers truly explode, they will completely replace the dragon's battlefield status under Lann's command!

…

"call out--"

A sharp arrow flew upward from the ground. Leo, who had quick eyes and quick hands, slapped his crotch and the gryphon turned sideways, catching the arrow with his thick breastplate.

"Ding--"

The arrow flew out.

"Bloed! How on earth did these Dh'oine gather such an army? They are obviously monsters flying in the sky, but the armor they wear can't even be penetrated by arrows!"

The leader of the Elf Army directly swore: "Did Iron Sid lose to this kind of army more than a thousand years ago? Why did the Red Knights never say that there are such troops in the mountains!"

Time did not allow him to express any more emotions. After dodging the sneak attack arrows, Leo retaliated by dropping a total of twenty alchemy bombs bundled together.

"Boom!!!" The broken city wall on the side was affected by the impact and collapsed completely.

Leo smiled with satisfaction.

However, when the smoke dispersed, the scene in front of him shocked him.

A thick protective shield firmly protected this elf. Only then did Leo realize that this elf's armor was much more advanced than those he had bombed before. Unexpectedly, he was actually a warlock mixed into the warriors.

It's a bit troublesome.

The warlock in front of him began to chant spells. If he really struck down any lightning or other magic, no matter how thick the armor was, it wouldn't be able to protect Leo and the gryphon under his crotch.

…

"It doesn't matter, you go find the other skirmishers and leave this to me." A voice suddenly came from the saddle bag under Leo's crotch.

It's a magic communicator. Although Leo, as a younger generation, did not join Lambert and his group of [Demon Hunter Council], as a new demon hunter who replaced Lan and joined the Griffin School, he still gained the favor of his seniors.

Leo not only received personal training from Lan, but basically all the equipment and props were provided by Kelda and Geron without hindering his growth.

For example, this magic communicator is equipment that other members of the Griffin Knights do not have.

So whose voice comes from the communicator?

——The demon hunter of the Griffin School, Koen, who has undergone a second mutation, walked out of the smoke.

He waved his hand towards Leo, signaling the little guy to get out of here quickly, and not to provoke enemies he couldn't deal with even on the battlefield.

The elf warlock immediately changed direction and roared.

The blazing lightning shot towards Cohen!

The demon hunter did not dodge, and fired [Alder's Seal] with his backhand, and the air cannon condensed into substance directly scattered the lightning!

Then the remaining power continued unabated, and a horizontal shock wave comparable to a bomb explosion exploded in all directions!

"call--"

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sound was huge, but Cohen frowned.

Because the warlock in front of him actually put up a protective shield like a turtle, and there were other Ain El clan elves not far away coming towards this side.

Cohen himself acted alone as a guerrilla. Although it is not dangerous at the moment, it is quite troublesome.

So he shrugged, took out a magic signal device from his arms, and pointed at the elf warlock.

Seeing the other person's expression change drastically because of what he felt, Cohen chuckled softly.

"Times have changed, elves. Humans now have stronger magic."

…

Triss chanted the incantation loudly, and Yennefer supported her like the harmony of a choir.

Several sorceresses hummed behind them, and with violent magic fluctuations, a huge meteorite was summoned from outside the star realm.

It broke through the clouds and burst into view.

It landed on the edge of the Golden Tower City with a "bang bang" sound, and its positioning was accurate.

Triss couldn't see Cohen thanking her in the distance. She just tried her best to sense other signals coming from the city.

Then it continued to pull tens of millions of tons of impact from the star realm.

[Merigord’s Meteor Technique]!

Three years ago, Triss didn't know her potential, but after Lan's advice and development, today's Triss has finally grown into the peak figure in Lan's memory.

Even Yennefer looked at Triss in amazement at this moment.

After a while, Triss breathed a sigh of relief.

"There shouldn't be any other forces in this city that require our attention. Even if there are, Geralt and the others should be able to handle it themselves."

"Following the elves of Ain El, the Nilfgaardians also began to be defeated - we are victorious, Lann."

Triss turned around and looked at the lion with his eyes closed.

After monitoring the battle situation from a high place, Lann stopped running around or taking action. He just sensed the marks of consciousness within the range.

At the same time, monitor the templates of the followers to ensure that the battlefield is within your control.

Having accumulated a fortune for so long, I am facing the right enemy. If this requires him to turn the tide, then Lann will really have to think about the significance of the existence of this force.

Military training is necessary, even if the continent is unified... we may still need to continue fighting.

For a long time, Lann let out a long sigh of relief.

Triss was right, they were about to win.

There's just one last step left.

…

"Your Majesty, please go this way."

Nilfgaard's court sorcerer and astrologer, Chaschius, made an old and unclear voice.

The most elite team of Black Sun guards surrounded him, protecting not him but the black-haired middle-aged man beside him.

Emhyr var Emryth, feared as "the white flame dancing on the graves of his enemies," is the Emperor of Nilfgaard.

Emhyr walked in a hurry. He couldn't figure out how things had developed to this point.

"Your Majesty, be careful! It's the gryphon from the north!"

The soldiers at the front issued a warning that a team of raptors from the north had discovered the retreating army!

Chaschius immediately chanted a spell, hoping to take down a few griffins first.

However, in the next second, a bright protective shield actually appeared in the sky, which made Saschius' pupils shrink.

"There is a warlock among the enemies!"

These griffins did not behave like other members of the Knights who bombed, but instead swooped down immediately. All the knights jumped down from a height of about three stories above the ground. They drew their swords and charged into the enemy group without any need for buffering.

The leader was a knight with a lion's head badge and a lion's head sword. He bumped left and right in the crowd, dancing his sword like the wind, and there was no one enemy.

"Stop them, their target is Your Majesty!" Chaschius shouted, "Protect Your Majesty!"

The brave Nilfgaardian guards burst out with the strongest power in their lives, determined to protect the emperor of the empire.

Emhyr's pupils suddenly shrank because he spotted a familiar figure behind these knights.

Familiar, yet strange. It was a woman with long silver hair and holding a stabbing sword.

For other Nilfgaardians, "Lion the Lion" is the person they are most familiar with, and the person they must be familiar with; only Emhyr, he knows best the current "Lioness Cirila".

"Wait! Don't hurt that..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman in front of him burst into bright emerald brilliance.

Like a meteor flying across the ground, Ciri crossed the entire distance of the battlefield and rushed in front of Emhyr. All the soldiers blocking the way looked like paper bodies in front of the stabbing sword.

The sprayed blood spread out a scarlet channel behind Ciri, like a path filled with blooming roses.

Everything happened so fast.

Blood splashed to the ground, and the surrounding guards were about to turn their weapons towards the woman who broke into the enemy camp alone. Emhyr could only say half of what he said to stop her.

Then, Xili's body once again erupted with bright emerald brilliance.

With her as the center, the ground spread out emerald ripples in all directions like a touched lake. Shirley used a breath to accumulate strength, and then——

"Brush" "Brush" "Brush" "Brush" "Brush"——

At that moment, countless phantoms spread out from where Xili stood, each phantom heading towards a different enemy.

If Lann were here, he should be able to barely distinguish it through the time slowing effect of [Flash] or [Shuttle]. These phantoms are Ciri flashing at extremely fast speeds.

Using the spreading "emerald ripples" as a radius, she continued to thrust at extremely fast speeds. Each flash will appear behind an enemy, and then flash back to the same spot again, preparing for the next thrust.

Because her speed was so fast, every protruding gesture left an afterimage in place.

This is Ciri’s ancient blood ability!

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

The guards around Emhyr all fell to the ground in the gap that was only enough for an ordinary person to swing a sword.

Ciri only used one move to clear away the enemies around the target.

Limited by the development of her bloodline, this skill of hers cannot be regarded as clearing the battlefield, and the spread range of the emerald ripples is not enough to cover the entire battlefield. There are still a small number of enemies left, but they dare not move now.

Because Ciri's sword was at Emhyr's neck.

"It's you, Emhyr var Emryth, Emperor of Nilfgaard."

The stabbing sword pressed against the emperor's chin, and Xili exerted a slight force, trying to make the emperor raise his head.

The emperor showed no sign of being coerced and refused to let Ciri enjoy the victor's posture. His skin resisted the tip of the sword, and he was pierced directly, bleeding out.

Even so, Emhyr's face did not wrinkle, and his breathing did not even change.

Ciri frowned.

"Yes, it's me. You must be Cirilla Fiona Aeron Rhianlon."

Emhyr's voice is deep and magnetic, truly like the dark sun. In such a situation, he still maintained his arrogance.

However, everyone, whether it was the Cintra people who were killing the enemy or the Nilfgaardians who were eager to return to the emperor's aid, were stunned.

Because the scene before them suddenly became strange, yet extremely harmonious.

The black sun and the lioness both held their heads high, their expressions were cold, their eyes were arrogant, and they both looked at each other with anger in their eyes.

That's not just a similarity in temperament.

"I heard Lan say some news, about you and me." Xili said coldly, "That is some disgusting news."

"Lane is always right, but this time I hope it was an oversight on his part."

Emhyr looked at Ciri. After staring at each other for a while, he finally couldn't help but raise his chin.

Because the stabbing sword in Ciri's hand was getting stronger and stronger, if Emhyr didn't evade, he might really be penetrated by Ciri's merciless stabbing sword through the chin.

"You're right Lann," Emhyr said regretfully.

A flash of nostalgia suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Your eyes are the same as hers...the same as Pavetta's."

The anger in Xili's eyes suddenly burst out.

She retracted her rapier and struck it sideways. The slender sword blade was swung with the momentum of a shield strike.

The Nilfgaardian Emperor's face suddenly twisted to the side, trying not to break his neck.

He flew out, taking with him a handful of vomited blood and maybe one or two teeth.

"Tie him up," Shirley ordered toward House. "As for the other southerners—we don't want prisoners!"