Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

“Yuck!”

Lycaen raises his spear with a grip. At the same time, a strong wind gusted from the depths of the disconnected power and hung in the winds. It was the unique and enormous energy that only Lycaen possessed.

I didn't want to exhaust my strength in places like this, but I didn't have time to waste trying to figure out how to deal with them.

The incredible energy that surrounds Lycaen with all sorts of sounds.

Jiaying!

The palanquin's cage shakes violently as if it were a living creature. At the same time, a huge lump of blue light forms into the chasm of the iron bars.

Kuaang!

At the same time as the violent thunder, a dark cloud of dust rises. A massive dust cloud that completely warps its surroundings, including routing acidity. It meant that the collision was just that rough.

And that dust gave Lycaen a chance to make a fortune.

The dark dust hid their gaze from the walls and allowed them to reach the walls.

Lycaen reaches for the gate without slowing his horse down a bit.

The rope!

The unbreakable gate is torn open. Then came Lycaen and his knights.

“Kill them all! ”

At the same time as Lycaen's cry, the knights leap from horses and scatter to the winds.

Boom, boom!

“Rrrrgh!”

Screams erupt from everywhere, whether they belong to the enemy or an ally. But Lycaen couldn't care less about that.

I closed my eyes and spread my senses all over the place, releasing all the energy from my whole body.

Where are you?

Finding Vermouth's location wasn't that difficult. It was because the fierce energy that was scratching the nerves of the whole body was flowing into one place as soon as the sensation was lifted.

Lycaen, who opened her eyes, looked in the direction. A pointed spire in the center of an acidic castle. Energy flows into it.

“Come out, you son of a bitch! ”

Lycaen howls back and forth toward the spire.

“Grrrgh!"

Creonites grips his teeth. As if a giant tidal wave were pushing your back, your whole body is pushed forward.

Is this the fucking suction? ’

Until we got here, Creontes didn't seem to think much of it. I thought only the powerless were drawn in.

But now I had to completely revise the idea.

“Don't come! ”

Criontes howls at the knights of dusk who are about to follow. I was fortunate that I jumped first because of my urgent nature. Otherwise, if the Knights of the Twilight had come in first, they would have been driven away by that power.

As the Knights of the Twilight stagger, Criontes struggles with the power to squeeze and push himself.

At that moment, a single blast of scream echoes through Kriontes' ears.

“Poetry, no! ”

You notice a Cyclops soldier holding a trunk in his arms, raising a desperate cry. I'm holding a tree with my arms, and my legs are already in the air, shaking severely as if it were a flag.

Do we have to kill it? ’

I couldn't feel dirty enough thinking about killing someone who was holding a tree trunk for a living. But there's no stopping you from doing what needs to be done.

I had no idea what Bermurk was up to, but now I have no idea how powerful this technique is, and I have to stop him at all costs.

According to Tehaz, the technique used in Byron Kingdom was incomplete. Then, it could have been completed more than 100 years ago. And I had no idea what the range of finished alcoholic beverages was.

So I had to stop him.

Shhh!

Pluta, in Creotes' hands, is still alive.

“Die!”

Lydia, Vien, and Maral were the ones who blocked Ricaien's way with the Encal roar. And after the three hands had already launched an attack on Lycaen,

“Die!”

At the moment of sunrise, Lycaen quickly stepped on the ground three times.

Kuang!

The stone floor lands with a loud bang, as if struck by a giant hammer.

“Huff!”

The three men, including Lydia, quickly retreat in a panic. The image of Lycaen in front of me disappeared as soon as the stone floor landed.

“Grrrgh!”

Later, what came out of the mouths of three people was a crushed groan. Suddenly, a large hole was drilled into their stomach and blood was gushing out of their veins.

“Uh, when! ”

With an attack so quick that nothing could come to mind, Rudia's expression was that she couldn't believe it even as soon as she got distracted.

However, Lycaen was nowhere near the three men who were collapsing.

“Hmm!"

Lycaen's senses lead to a strange life. It was as ferocious as a beast.

Where is it?

Lycaen hurriedly stops and looks around.

Khhhhhhhhh!

The beast's roar echoes in Lycaen's ears like a hallucination. Rough energy burrowing through the chest at the same time.

Mmm!

At that moment, Riccianne caught a dark target on her nose. Along with him, a faint, huge shadow catches my attention.

"Bear?"

I blinked a few times and looked again, but the black shadow was the shape of a bear. That's four times the size of a bear. And the moment I saw it, the target I had just smelled provoked a strong sense of smell.

"Soul!"

Lycaen immediately identified the shadow in front of her. There was no particular analogy. I felt that way without knowing it, and I was convinced.

And as soon as I was convinced it was the soul, I thought of a way to fight.

He gives a handful of inspiration to the full-bodied aerial force. At the same time, Lycaen's cage, as well as his whole body, was wrapped in blue light. And a long, straight line.

Khhhhhhhhh!

The soul cries out once more. But the spear of Lycaen does not stop.

“There!”

Kuaak!

As he kicked the ground with his right foot, Lycaen's new brother shot out to the left.

Boom, boom!

With a loud rumbling sound, the stone wall on the left collapses, and a single ingot pops out of it. A fireball popped out of Lycaen's eyes, chasing a human being who had spilled a shivering glare.

“That son of a bitch! ”

Inyoung was Barrock, Vermouth's right-hand man. And Riccianne met Baroque when she was searching for the whereabouts of those missing from Prince Leon shortly after winning the territorial war with Zachariah Leon. I still remember my face at that time.

But it wasn't time to think more. If you block it, you have to destroy it.

But Barrock was not.

Lycaen is blocking every attack that has ever been launched. Of course, a huge shock came and staggered it, but it stood in the way of Lycaen.

“Damn it!”

Lycaen made an impression on Warak. It wasn't because I couldn't beat Barrock. It was because the energy flowing into the spire was getting stronger. At this rate, the technique could have been completed even immediately.

“Get out of the way!"

A huge blue beam forms in Lycaen's cage, screaming.

“Grrrgh!"

Baroque grips it, pulling up all the power he has. His technique was to cast the soul of the beast, not of man. Every time I stopped an attack by Lycaen, my soul disappeared one by one. I was overwhelmed by that, but the power that was in Riyaen's cage was different from what I had just seen.

I summoned five souls and made a shield.

But it wasn't Barrock who was after Lycaen.

“Huff!”

Screams erupt from Barrock's mouth. The blue light from the cage of Lycaen was flying towards the middle of the spire.

“No!”

Baroque's body rises into the air, screaming like a terminal.

Barrock thinks thunder strikes in his arms. It was because a huge sound burst out that could not find a word to express.

“Cough!”

Baroque's eyes spit red blood from his mouth, and his eyes are filled with despair. Despite throwing his body around and blocking it, Lika 'ien's aura confirmed that his body was swarming towards the steeple.

Kuaang!

In the middle of the spire, a brick collapses and dust erupts. At the same time, the top of the collapsed middle begins to collapse, like a tree trunk on an axe.

“Phew!”

Lycaen breathes quickly. At the same time, something black protrudes from the top of the falling spire.

“Ahhhh!”

At the top of the spire, Licayen, who was already preparing for the attack, waved his iron bars without any embarrassment.

Da-da!

At the moment of reaching out the window, Lycaen unwittingly sharpened his teeth to the terrifying senses that were coming in through the window. The black monochromatic black trunk is an aggregate of the soul. It was because of the agonizing cries of the souls that scratched Liquien's nerves like they were shredding.

It was a sense that I could feel because I was a Lycaen who used spirituality. But the next moment, Lycaen was terrified.

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