Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

"Didn't escape?"

Harun asked the demon scout who was using bloodline magic for detection in surprise.

"That's right. Far from running away, the Sisters seem to be waiting for us right there."

The scout with reconnaissance blood magic didn't seem to believe the result, and he specially used blood magic to conduct another reconnaissance before confirming it.

"Heh, we've been observing for so long, they can't possibly set any traps right under our noses, brothers, just charge in and it'll be over."

"Okay, let's go!"

The demons were simply encouraged by Harun and continued to rush towards the nuns.

On the other hand, the nuns had put down their heavy backpacks and were carrying tactical backpacks for combat on their backs. Hanging on the backpacks were chainswords and shotguns. In front of them was a heavy large musket. The most peculiar thing about this musket was its six strange barrels.

Moreover, this large musket has no magazine, only a hose connected to the tactical backpacks on the nuns' backs.

Apart from this, there was no other weapon, only the red light flashing under the bird-beak mask.

"Then, what is that?"

Antoine came back to his senses and looked at the strange and heavy muskets in the nuns' hands.

"Oh, that's the Six Roots Purity Gun."

Knight Lars beside Antoine answered the question.

"What? What kind of weird name is that?"

"How dare you! This is a name chosen by the Governor himself!"

The knight Lars angrily slapped Antoine on the back of the head, and Antoine was immediately dizzy. When he came to his senses, the nuns had already formed their battle formation.

Looking at the nuns in front of him, Antoine still had a feeling that the world was upside down. The fully armed knights were protecting ordinary people from behind, while the nuns were ready to go forward and kill the enemy.

"Can this really stop the elite of the demon clan?"

Antoine's face was filled with nervousness and uneasiness. Those were demons. If he failed to stop them, he would be lucky to have an intact body. Especially for traitors, he heard that the demons would capture people and take them to their territory for human experiments. That would be a life worse than death.

"The Governor has always adhered to the principle that northerners should not fight northerners."

Knight Lars beside Antoine began to talk about something seemingly unrelated.

"So the Governor-General will not use some inhumane things on his own people."

"We are just ordinary Lars Knights, and Sisters..."

When the knight Lars was halfway through his words, he could already see the demon cavalry charging towards him in the distance.

"The nuns are the governor's personal guard."

Not far away, the war horses under the crotch of the demons were spewing hot air like white mist, and the sound of their hooves was like thunder, shaking the earth. The faces of the demons were full of confidence and fearlessness, as if they were an unstoppable torrent that was about to crush everything.

This confidence is not without reason. The demons in the front row all possess defensive bloodline magic that can create effects similar to those of the knights' domain. With them around, ordinary muskets are simply unable to destroy the demons' steel-like mobile walls.

These demons are also very aware of the shortcomings of gunpowder weapons. Artillery is okay for attacking and defending cities, but in this situation, even if the enemy has artillery, it is impossible to hit the charging demons.

They have done special research on this.

Just as the leader Harun was thinking this, in the distance, in the temporary "position" built by the nuns, the "muskets" in their hands made a low roar.

The rotating gun barrel accelerated rapidly, and then violent blue fire spurted out, and countless molten fire rays rained down on the demon cavalry like raindrops.

"Hold it! Hold it!"

Harun immediately realized that something was wrong. The attack was too intense. Was it really a musket? Even the strongest musket that the demons had learned about in intelligence and the machine guns of the resistance army did not have such exaggerated firepower.

Although it was expected that the Gray-collars would have more powerful muskets, no one expected that they would arm a group of nuns.

It was a rainstorm, a molten rainstorm that harvested life, literally.

The demon next to Harun who was using defensive magic to protect the cavalrymen began foaming at the mouth after just a dozen seconds of damage. He didn't even have time to say his last words, and before he could remove the defensive magic, he fainted and fell off his horse.

Harun realized something was wrong and immediately slowed down and removed his defensive bloodline magic.

The six pure guns spewing blue flames continuously reaped the lives of the front-row cavalry. Many of the demon cavalry in the front row who used defensive blood magic did not even have time to close their shields before they fell unconscious and fell off their horses because the damage they sustained exceeded the threshold.

At the same time, it was twitching continuously on the ground, which was a standard phenomenon of magic overload.

The horses, without protection, neighed wildly and became a mess. They felt the threat of death, lost control, and ran away in all directions, some even spinning wildly on the spot, trying to get rid of this invisible enemy.

The demon army's originally neat formation collapsed in an instant, with broken limbs flying in the air. Antoine, who was watching the massacre from a distance, saw the scene clearly. Some of the splattered blood was vaporized by the rain-like molten fire rays before it even had time to hit the ground, leaving some non-vaporized residues falling down.

The water in the blood was evaporated directly.

This was the first time that Antoine regretted learning Eagle Vision. Although it was the only magic he knew, he now wished he had never learned it.

Soon, the muzzles of the six Qingjing muskets showed obvious signs of overheating. Under the blue fire, the red-burned barrels were visibly visible to the naked eye. Some of the six Qingjing muskets directly smoked and misfired.

Seeing this, Flora directly unplugged the hoses connecting the six purification guns and tactical backpacks, and the other nuns followed suit.

"Sisters, it's time to pledge our loyalty to the Goddess and the Governor!"

"For the goddess, for the governor!"

Flora and other nuns drew the chainswords and shotguns from their backpacks. The patterns on their uniforms were clearly visible, and the nuns rushed forward like hungry wolves and fought with the remaining demon cavalry.

Harun, who had been hiding at the back, was overjoyed when he saw that the opponent's horrible weapon could not be used. He immediately organized a counterattack. After all, although he had lost most of the soldiers who were defending against blood magic, Harun's side still had a considerable advantage in numbers.

Although the cavalry's charge was directly destroyed by the Six Pure Guns, the remaining demon cavalry quickly rushed to the faces of the nuns.

A demon cavalryman steadied his horse again and charged towards the group of nuns. When he hit the nuns, it was as if he had hit an invisible iron wall.

The feeling is wrong?! The cavalryman exclaimed in his heart.

The enchantments on these nuns are definitely not ordinary enchantments.

Just when the demon cavalryman managed to keep his balance and avoid falling off the horse, he saw the nun took out a shotgun and pointed it at him.

"Move the barrier, kid."

The nun pulled the trigger at the demon.