Star Iron, conquer the world from Omphalos

Adela was shocked and retreated quickly, but she was still a step too late. A deep wound was cut on her calf, and blood spurted out immediately.

"Ugh!"

"asshole!!!"

The injury ignited Adela's fury, but he stepped forward, holding back his pain and striking Julius with his sword. The blade pierced through the armor and sliced into Julius's shoulder, splattering blood everywhere.

"Die!"

"You die first!"

Julius roared, stretched out his left hand to grab Adela's hilt, pushed up with his legs, and pulled the sword upwards with his backhand!

laugh!

The sharp sword blade cut through the armor on Adela's body, starting from the crotch and going all the way up. The armor forged by the mountain people was undoubtedly strong, but Julius used brute force to cut it open, from the legs, stomach, all the way up to the neck, and the helmet was split in two!

pat.

The helmet fell off in the middle, revealing Adela's shocked face.

"Uh..."

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He hadn't expected Julius to come like this.

This sudden blow took his life.

Hiss~~

Julius took a few steps back, raised his sword high, and roared, "There are no cowards in Tilkas. Kill them! Warriors of the tribe, kill all these minions of Nicadori!!!"

"what!!!!"

The outburst of anger was terrifying, and the fighting Xuanfeng soldiers showed fear when they saw Adela fall.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Tyrcas, inspired by Julius' victory, fought with swords.

The situation slowly began to turn to Tilkas's side.

"almost."

Ash charged into the battlefield, scepter in hand.

There is a limit to sharpening the knife. If the whetstone breaks the knife, then there is no point.

Moreover, the current goal has been achieved. Although the remaining Xuanfeng soldiers are few in number, their combat power should not be underestimated. If the battle continues, Tilkas's casualties will be further increased.

"Kill him! That's the leader of the Tilkas!"

"Even if I have to die, I must kill that guy!!"

Ash appeared.

The remaining Xuanfeng soldiers immediately rushed towards him.

Everyone knows how important it is to kill the enemy's commander when two armies are fighting.

But fearlessness does not mean invincibility. When these Xuanfeng soldiers rushed over, Ash waved his scepter, and suddenly the yellow sand on the ground surged, rising up layer by layer, like the surging earth, throwing those Xuanfeng soldiers out, and then falling to the ground.

Swish swish!

Arrows condensed from yellow sand were shot out.

These arrows, more powerful than steel, pierced the armor of the Hanging Blade soldiers and sank into their bodies. Blood soaked into the ground, and amidst screams, Tilkas's soldiers attacked one after another, seizing the opportunity to kill the Hanging Blade soldiers.

"Xuanfeng people, let me witness your death."

Ash swung his scepter and killed a Xuanfeng soldier. Looking around at this moment, the battle was basically over.

The only ones left were the two mountain warriors who were brought into the team by Adela.

The number of mountain people was not large, and they only brought nine fighters with them on this attack. Cornelli assigned two of them to him in case of any accidents.

During the battle just now, Ash specifically instructed not to hurt the two mountain fighters and only use sand soldiers to trap them.

But in fact, the combat effectiveness of the Sand Soldiers was too weak compared to that of the Mountain People. These two big guys used the shackles on their hands as weapons and could destroy the Sand Soldiers with one blow.

Looking at the sand soldiers who were easily defeated, Ash shook his head secretly. His strength was still too weak. Although the sand soldiers could form a certain scale, their combat effectiveness was far from enough.

"People of the Mountain!"

He walked over, stopped the attack of the sand soldiers, and shouted: "My name is Ash, the last sun of this land, and the heir to the power of Gioria. When the sun rises, the darkness of Omphalos will be dispelled, and those who enslaved you, the Xuanfeng people, will also fall into the arms of death!"

Hearing the word Gioria, the two fighters stopped and stared at Ash with wide eyes.

Although they were fierce competitive fighters, Ash only saw dullness and honesty on their faces.

"You, the heir of Gioria's power?"

A mountain dweller asked in a muffled voice.

"Yes. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask them. The Tilkas are devout believers of Gioria, and behind their territory are the ruins dedicated to Gioria." Ash said.

Julius came over, his hands and shoulders badly injured, but his chest still held high and proud.

"People of the mountains, you are creations of Gioria's might, and should not become blades in the hands of the Xuanfeng people. Give up resistance, and then, follow the golden sun with us. He is the will of Gioria and the incarnation of God. There is no doubt about that!"

The two big guys looked at each other.

"Gioria, follow. But the people of the mountain do not want to be slaves." The one who spoke before spoke again.

Ash chuckled, "Don't worry. In the kingdom I create, there will be no slaves. The mountain people are the most lovely creations of Gioria. Wherever the sun shines, you will all be free."

"Ash, the golden sun."

The people of the mountain all knelt down.

"We are willing to follow. We implore you to rescue our companions."

...

The update of Visiting Relatives is a little late, there is a big chapter today, happy new year and please give me a red envelope!

Let me be clear, the author doesn't dislike Aglaya. The plot of the book was pre-determined. A book can't be without conflict, and it's impossible for everyone to like the protagonist. Aglaya did what she believed in, and the protagonist did what she believed in. That's all. Different perspectives lead to conflict and killing. There's no point in arguing about right or wrong. And this book isn't a romantic novel. I can only say that I just do it and leave it at that.

Omphalos's Journey: Chapter 27: Sand Soldier Corps, Light Up, Second Scale Power! [5k5]

bang~

Outside the village of Tilkas.

Severus' body was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

The duel continued. He didn't know how many times he was knocked down, but he still got up tenaciously and continued to fight with the enemy.

"Come again!"

It is not impossible for mortals to fight against the Golden Race, but it requires extremely rigorous training and persistence. Even among the Xuanfeng people, very few can achieve this level.

Severus was obviously one of them, and even Wan Di had to admit that the other party's strength and will were among the strongest he had ever seen.

Although he did not use his full strength because of Ash's plan, according to the original expectation, Severus should have collapsed long ago.

"It should be about time." Wan Di thought to himself.

Wan Di had initiated this duel to stall for time, and also to test the strength of Xuan Feng's will. However, dragging it out any longer would only cause his men to lose their fighting spirit. After all, the disparity in numbers was too great, and Xuan Feng's lonesome army believed they were invincible as long as he was there.

Although Severus is powerful, if he can hold back thousands of enemies, there will be no need for Xuanfeng to fight alone.

He thought that Ash should have finished his work, but when Severus rushed up again, Wan Di's attack power increased a lot and burst out instantly.

boom!

The hot air wave formed by the power rushed towards him, and Severus' pupils shrank violently. Although he reacted, his injured body was not enough to support him to dodge, so he could only curl up as much as possible to defend himself.

puff~

The severe pain made him spit out large mouthfuls of blood. Severus fell to the ground, his blood surging in his body, and his ribs in his chest were broken. He struggled several times to get up, but failed.

"Give up, Severus!" Wan Di looked down at him. "I recognize your resolve. Being as tenacious as the Xuanfeng people back then, fearless of life and death, is the quality a Xuanfeng warrior should possess. With Xuanfeng in such dire straits today, and Nicardoli no longer as glorious as it once was, I'm surprised to still see a warrior like you."

"There are many people like me in Xuanfeng City." Severus struggled with gritted teeth.

"Alright, Severus." Cornelli, who had been watching the battle, waved his hand. "You've done your best, but this war isn't about any one person's honor. It belongs to every one of us in the Xuanfeng Army."

Cornelius didn't want to waste any more time. He always felt it was strange that Wan Di obviously had stronger power, but it took him until now to defeat Severus.

This didn't fit the Medemos he knew.

Every second on the battlefield was extremely precious. Thinking of this, Cornelli shouted, "Maidemus, the more powerful you appear, the more humble and weak you appear. Everything you have was given by Xuanfeng City, but now you have turned your back on Xuanfeng and betrayed the faith of Nicardori. We are ashamed of you!"

"Warriors, draw your swords and let Maidemos and the traitors behind him know that they will be useless if they take away the glory bestowed by Nicadoris!"

Wow!

The Xuanfeng Army raised their weapons one after another.

"Kill me!"

With Cornelli's order, the Xuanfeng soldiers launched a charge.

On the battlefield, there are cries of killing and familiar smells. Fighting spirit is burning in the eyes of thousands of enemies. His rage will be released at this moment!

"The Xuanfeng army is alone, fight!"

Without further ado, Wan Di led the charge, charging into the Xuanfeng Army's ranks and engaging in a fierce battle. The previous duel hadn't consumed much of his energy; at this moment, recalling the injustice he'd suffered in Xuanfeng City and his deceased mother, Wan Di simply wanted to fight to the bitter end.

"Kill him! No matter how strong Maedmos is, he's only one man. If we kill him, this rebel army will be defeated, and Tilkas will be defeated!"

Cornelli said in a deep voice.

The numbers on both sides were outnumbered to begin with. The rest of Xuanfeng's lone army was no cause for concern, except for Wandi. As a Golden Descendant and cursed with undeath, he could single-handedly wipe out the Xuanfeng army if left alone. But Cornelli wasn't worried. Every force has its limits, and even if he wasn't immortal, there were many ways to counter him.

For example, if he beat the enemy half to death and captured him, his mission would be to bring the enemy back to Xuanfeng City and bring him before King Olipon. The proud king would naturally find a way to execute this rebellious son.

boom!

A loud roar interrupted his thoughts.

A scorching wave of air spread from the battlefield. Amidst the fiery crimson flames, Wan Di swung his iron fist, knocking the Xuan Feng soldiers around him away one by one. In a blink of an eye, no fewer than ten of them fell at Wan Di's feet.

These people were defeated by him, some of their armor was pierced, and their broken internal organs mixed with the broken wounds flowed out, emitting a foul odor.

The blood flowed on the ground, so bright red that it was blinding!

"Humph!"

Cornelli's face was gloomy. He waved his hand, and immediately the fighters behind him took heavy steps forward.

"People of the Mountain?" Wan Di glanced at him. "You have truly fallen. You actually rely on people from other tribes to fight for you on the front lines of the battlefield."

"Since you are my slaves, why can't you fight for us? Aren't you also hiding among these lowly Tilkas?"

Cornelli gave orders to the seven mountain people, "Kill him or capture him, it's up to you."

"The Crown Prince of Xuanfeng, Maidemus, is a very good person."

A mountain dweller said.

"Shut up! I'm not negotiating with you. You have no other choice!" Cornelli said sternly. "Do you want to watch your companions in Xuanfeng City being killed?"

The mountain people were silent.

"Tsk, what a despicable act, warriors of Xuanfeng, you are no longer worthy of this title." Wan Di's face was filled with disappointment. "People of the Mountain, no matter what choice you make, fight or resist, I, Wan Di, will treat you as warriors."

"I can't give up...my fellow tribesmen. I'm sorry."

"Really? It's nothing. This isn't your problem. Come on, fight like a warrior!"

The fighting power of the mountain people is definitely not weak. In one-on-one combat, they are even stronger than most Xuanfeng people. At this moment, seven people are attacking the ten thousand enemies at the same time. Even with golden blood, it is not an easy task to deal with them.

But the Ten Thousand Enemies did not need to kill these mountain dwellers, nor even to confront them head-on.

boom! boom! boom!

The attack of the giant fist stirred up a large cloud of dust. Wan Enemy dodged the attack of the mountain people and quickly passed through the crowd, aiming directly at Cornelli.

when!

The collision of the iron fist and the greatsword caused a flash of starlight.

Cornelli roared, "Former Crown Prince of Xuanfeng, let me see what you still have!"