Fang Zhou, why do people say I am a succubus?

Chapter 75: The situation escalates and the fate of all parties

Kaister is afraid of Chen Zhou, but that doesn't mean he surrenders.

Chen Zhou's individual strength is devastating, but at least it is within the scope of human understanding.

Based on the strength Chen Zhou had demonstrated in the past, Kaister deduced that the opponent's individual combat power could at most destroy a mobile city.

But what if I could borrow one percent of the power of previous civilization?

For example, the focusing generator absorbs energy directly from the earth and then transmits it to the energy well above the sky. Its destructive power is definitely not inferior to Chen Zhou's.

Caister wants to decide her own destiny, she wants to jump out of the chessboard, she wants to be her own chess player.

"The princes and nobles of Victoria."

Caister's cold voice echoed through the radio, echoing everywhere on the battlefield.

"The Red Dragon of Tara attempted to destroy us and expel us from our own country. In the name of the Duke of Caister, I declare that the Red Dragon of Tara is guilty of treason. The sentence is death!"

There is no need to say much about Caister's appeal in Victoria.

One sentence clearly reveals the positions of both parties.

Among the Victorian nobles who dare to openly confront Ta Jiezhen, no one is more suitable than Caister, except Vina.

The cry of the first person to oppose Tara made the eyes of countless Victorian nobles who were dissatisfied with Chen Zhou light up.

Kaister's performance surprised these nobles even more.

The powerful nobles had allied with the Duke earlier for various reasons. They were dissatisfied with Chen Zhou's "misleading rumors". They had the same interests and were full of expectations. Finally, the day of judgment finally arrived.

"Friends of Rutland, we promise to improve the lives of the people of Tara in the future, but now it's a battle for national power. We hope you will remain neutral and not help either side."

During the broadcast, Caster's voice reached the ears of the Pope's musketeers behind the Duke's coalition forces.

The people of Lateran were extremely sympathetic to the suffering of the people of Tara, so the Pope sent them to put pressure on the Victorian officials.

It was only after arriving in Londinium that these musketeers discovered that Victoria's capital had long been occupied by the Sarkaz, the parliamentary nobles had become mere decorations, and the country had actually become a state of warlordism.

With the help of the Lateran messenger Oren, these musketeers stayed on the outskirts of Londinium, ready to help the Victorian soldiers retake their capital.

Caister took this group of people very seriously. He did not force them to participate in the civil war, but also promised that he would take the responsibility of improving the lives of the Tara people.

In just a few words, it was clear that Kaster was thorough in his work and able to overpower other nobles to become the first in the coalition. There was no doubt about Kaster's ability.

Sure enough, after hearing her ideas, the voices of dissatisfaction with the coalition forces among the cavalry and musketeers gradually subsided.

Previously, they were able to use the excuse of reconciling conflicts to prevent the coalition forces from pointing their guns inwards, but if they intervene now, they will inevitably be branded as "Latlan interfering in the internal affairs of other countries."

All the mouths of gold, accumulating and destroying bones.

The Pope's musketeers hesitated.

But Rutland's hesitation doesn't mean others will hesitate.

After easily controlling the Lateran army, Caister raised his lips slightly and said calmly, "Chen Zhou's strength is beyond doubt. I believe that our coalition is not the only one opposing us, right?"

Anyone else?

All the major forces looked at each other. Who else wanted Chen Zhou to die?

"That old woman, Caister, has completely ruined the show I planned for the King of Advance."

Chen Zhou had some unusual expectations. He looked at Kaister in the distance as if he was looking at a treasure.

She is a banner around which all opposition groups rally.

"Is there anyone else who wants to attack us?" Abrana was also very excited.

Suddenly, the gray sky was instantly covered with scarlet, and all the Sarkaz present couldn't help but hold their chests, their breathing increasing sharply.

"Blood Demon Lord?" Chen Zhou narrowed his eyes.

At the same time, the Shard.

Tracy, who was leisurely watching the show, froze and cursed: "*Sarkaz greeting*, is Dukare sick? Didn't he receive the Military Council's decision to remain neutral?"

Theresa's expression was equally grim. "The Blood Demon Lord is known for his unwavering obedience to orders. How could a man who strangled the Demon King and slaughtered the behemoth with his own hands possibly obey the Military Committee's decision?"

In the Blood Demon Lord's dictionary, there has never been a word called "reverence".

He could talk to the Gallic Restorationists in a friendly manner, but he could also ruthlessly turn innocent workers in a factory into bloody food.

To such an arrogant person, Chen Zhou is just a conceited little reptile who doesn't know his place.

On the battlefield, the figure of the Blood Demon Lord emerged from the blood dance.

He held the goblet, slowly opened his eyes, casually glanced at the figure on the high-speed battleship, and spoke lightly:

"This childish adventure story must end, poor creature."

Chen Zhou's expression didn't change.

The Windermere Army in the old logistics area remained silent, suspecting that joining Chen Zhou's side would be a dead end.

With the fate of the Blood Demon Lord, the situation changed again.

Kaister, who had only managed to equalize the situation, had already gained the upper hand.

Many people vaguely feel that the issue of Victoria's sovereignty may come to an end in this battle.

Lateran camp.

"Did the Duke's coalition cooperate with those despicable city robbers?" a musketeer asked.

"I think Chen Zhou is not as honest and kind as his newspapers say. I guess his true face has been revealed." Oren, who once served Duke Godottin, responded.

Old logistics area.

"That old fellow, Caister, is still as hypocritical, artificial, ugly and despicable as ever." Windermere said with disdain.

"But no matter what, Chen Zhou has indeed offended too many forces this time." Kal'tsit rarely expressed regret for this hero.

As everyone's attention was focused, Wellington looked at Chen Zhou with some concern.

"Your Highness Chen Zhou, this blood demon is here for you. For so long, you've done so much for the people of Tara and the infected, and you've gained so much fame. The key is that you've beaten Syracuse and crushed the Grand Duke, and you've never lost. If you lose this time, your reputation will be shattered, and those you've suppressed will be even more eager to make a move..."

Chen Zhou waved his hand, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. "I have to kill him myself. The Blood Demon Lord wants to step on me and take further action? Then chop off his head."

The intensity of the current battlefield has far exceeded Chen Zhou's expectations.

It has been too long since I showed my full strength. Now all the demons and monsters have jumped out. I must not only kill them, but also scare them to the extreme.

"Those who take advantage of others and commit injustice will surely be repaid in due time."

Caister's laughter echoed throughout the battlefield.

At this time, the anti-Chen Zhou forces included not only the coalition forces of the dukes, but also the pre-civilization weapons of Columbia ready to go, and the support of the top royal court of the Sarkaz.

Chen Zhou’s arrogance seemed to be coming to an end.

Chapter 76: The Day the Originium Fell

On the other side, everything was ready, and Caister issued a declaration that made the nobles' hearts surge:

"As the wind blew against the mudstone, it shattered itself into pieces. Gentlemen, compromise is impossible! In this battle, there will be two outcomes: the traitors will destroy us, or we will destroy the traitors."

“Our lives may come to an end today, but everything we do will be passed down through the ages!”

Click, click, click!

The coalition's high-speed warships completed loading at the same time.

Castle's words boosted the morale of the Victorian soldiers to the peak in the shortest possible time.

All forces held their breath and stared at the battlefield.

"Duke Caister, your madness deserves my praise."

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Zhou's figure slowly flew up from the deck.

High in the sky, his robes rustled, and he was not afraid of the gazes from all directions.

"You're right. There are many evildoers who don't like what I'm doing for the people of Tara and the infected. Now is your best chance."

"Those who are clamoring for self-determination, upholding 'justice,' and protecting Victoria's rights, come together and take action. I will take them all."

Behind him, the Stone Winged Demon flapped its wings, the Grim Reaper's scythe rose and fell, the Originium Continent broke through the clouds, and the entire sky darkened.

From today on, Chen Zhou will make the people of Terra remember forever the fear of being dominated by Draco.

At this moment, the Duke's coalition forces and the Blood Demon's army had been surrounded by him alone.

Directly below, Abrana raised her head and cast her gaze towards her fellow tribesmen above her.

"Chen Zhou, the Blood Demon Lord is targeting you. You should deal with him first. As for the Duke's coalition, leave it to me and Duke Wellington."

Chen Zhou had some doubts about Abbrana's fighting ability, but he didn't want to offend the two warriors, so he finally nodded.

"Okay then, I can leave that to you guys. I'll go deal with the Blood Demon first."

After conquering the world, you still need to defend it, and these warriors also need to be tempered in blood and fire.

Chen Zhou stretched out his hand and clenched it. The Tower Jiezhen army from the floating city descended from the sky and fought side by side with the Iron Duke's army.

Stud is a kind of wisdom.

Since Caister had bet everything, he decided to go all in too.

The next second, dark blue flames erupted from the ground, quickly covering the entire battlefield and easily swallowing up the blessed aura of the Blood Demon Lord.

Before the Blood Demon Lord could figure it out, Chen Zhou suddenly crawled out from his shadow, swept his sickle across, and cut Dukare in half.

The Blood Demon Lord, who was split into two, smiled elegantly. He opened his arms and slowly fell backwards, and the splattered blood flowed back into his body.

"That's a good strike. But, do you think you can kill me?"

The Blood Demon Lord admired Chen Zhou's courage to advance alone, but how could a mere blade kill the ruler of the Blood King's Court?

As he spoke, a general of the Blood King's Court saw this and flew into a rage. He shouted to the rear, "Protect the King!"

Behind him, the soldiers of the royal court were full of fighting spirit. Looking at the red dragon advancing alone in the deep, it was as if they saw a shining golden medal of honor. If they cut off the dragon's head, they would be heroes of the Sarkaz!

Even if you can't get the head, cutting off the ears is also a military achievement.

At this time, the leader of the vanguard army rushed forward first, shouting: "Follow me and kill!"

The next moment, the Sarkaz, who were greedy for military merit, came out in droves, scrambling for the first place, fearing that the credit would be snatched away from them.

"You want to become a millionaire master with just one sword? You're dreaming!"

The warlock team showed disdain. They manipulated the blood, completely arousing the Sarkaz's ferocity.

On the 'Galawa Iron Shield', Amiya and the others' faces turned pale. Looking up from a distance, they saw a black mass of people running like a swarm of rats, with dust rolling up as they ran wildly.

And before the surging crowd and dazzling spells, there was a lone figure fighting with the Blood Demon Lord.

Witnessing this scene, even Windermere swallowed his saliva.

Dai Feien's scalp tingled, and his grip on the sword tightened. "Mom, should we go help him?"

She could clearly see that among those soldiers were the elite soldiers that Aledai had mentioned, capable of rivaling the Steam Knights, fanatical sorcerers whose bodies had been transformed into blood demon rituals, and Iron Pagodas armed to the teeth...

And the red dragon is an isolated island surrounded by powerful enemies.

The doctor's heart sank, a wave of panic swirling within him. He thought of the pure land of the Kingdom of the Sky, took a deep breath, and made a profound decision: "Rhodes Island, prepare to assist..."

But before he could finish, the situation quickly turned around.

……

The enemy army surged in, wave after wave, and the ground was dyed white by the Sarkaz uniforms.

Closer and closer... The vanguard battalion charging ahead raised their sharp knives, greed on their faces. The warlocks raised their staffs, spells flying. The heavy infantry advanced with shields, each movement creating a tremor.

However, the Military Committee in the distance saw it clearly: dark blue fire rose from hell and the Originium Continent rushed down at an accelerated speed.

"Chen Zhou's Originium Continent has never actually hit the earth." Theresa's palms were sweating.

"Maybe this is the first time."

Tracy could no longer sit still and disappeared from the Shard, trying to stop that idiot Ducare.

However, he was still a step slow.