Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 1122: Below Blaze Castle

The crusaders passed through yesterday's demolition of the town walls and burned farmland, bypassing the ruined town. Alan rode on his horse and stared into the distance. He could already see Blaze Castle. Regardless of what this castle used to look like, it could definitely be described as ferocious and terrifying now. Mason had armed it like a monster. The barrage of barrages, densely packed arrows, and shooting holes that stretched outwards silently proclaimed their strength to the enemy.

If he wanted to eat such a castle, his enemies would probably be pricked to the point where their mouths were full of blood.

In front of the castle, the miscellaneous cavalry from yesterday was already in a tight formation. However, after losing a portion of their troops yesterday, the remaining cavalry formation today seemed to be somewhat loose, not as dense as it was yesterday.

Woodrick raised his hand.

The army stopped one after another, and Alan also stopped. At this moment, he felt something in his heart and raised his head to look in the direction of Blaze Fort. As his gaze narrowed, he saw someone walk out from the only balcony behind Blaze Fort. It was a tall and dignified man with long pitch-black hair and a magnificent robe. Inside, he wore a suit of fiery red armor that was close to his body. The patterns on the armor flew like flames, as if there was a ball of fire hidden beneath the man's robe!

Alan knew who he was when he saw him.

Apart from Sword Lord Mason, who else could stand under that castle? Who else could have a smile on their face when faced with a force that was several times stronger than their own? Woodrick also saw that figure. He did not rush to speak. Instead, he looked at Julian and gave face to the Second Prince. Julian nodded and lightly kicked his horse in the stomach. He walked a few meters away from the position and shouted at the figure on the castle, "Mason! Your betrayal of the empire is unforgivable. But considering your contribution to Great Emperor, I will give you a chance here today. Give up resisting and follow us back to Oliska for trial!"

Julian raised his Origin Energy and his voice echoed between the battlefield and the castle. However, he was still young and astringent, and his tone always gave off a feeling of lack of confidence. Of course, facing the Sword Lord of the Ten Saints, other princes might not be able to do a better job than Julian.

Mason's laughter came from the castle. At first, it was a chuckle. In the blink of an eye, it was like a flood. It rumbled across the field, "What a joke. If these words were spoken from Tangerio's mouth, I would still be a little afraid. You? Julian, you're still a little tender. The battlefield isn't for you. Go back and touch a woman's tits. That's more for you."

The cavalry in front of the castle immediately burst into laughter.

Julian's handsome face flushed red. He was angry, and Mason was humiliating him in public. Finally, the Second Prince was still calm, not as furious and embarrassed as Mason had expected. He just nodded and said, "Since you refuse to accept my suggestion, then you have to change the way it is."

Turning the horse around, Julian drew out his sword and shouted at his troops, "In the name of the king, we are here to fight against traitor Mason. All the warriors …"

Julian turned to Blaze Castle and waved his sword, "Follow me!" . He grabbed the horse's abdomen with his legs, and the warhorse hissed as it rushed out. Woodrick drew out his giant sword and followed behind Julian with a loud roar. Then, the dragon army knights behind him charged forward in rows!

"Do your best, boys!" Russell, who was appointed commander by Marson today, was still wearing his bear-skin cape. He had a rare weapon in his hand, and not everyone could use the Meteor Stinger Hammer well. Three head-sized spike hammers were dragged to the ground. Russell pointed at the surging Imperial Army and squeezed out a loud shout from his chest, "Kill them all!"

"Kill!"

The cavalry swept past Russell one after another, and Russell also started running with his spike hammer. With his body and heavy armor, no warhorse could bear his weight. Russell simply didn't ride a horse. In any case, it didn't matter to him whether he had a horse or not. He sprinted with all his might, and Mason was watching from Blaze Fort. This time, there was no chance for Russell to be lazy. The Count could only arouse his killing intent, and his red eyes would only stop after killing a few experts.

Compared to the surging imperial army, Russell and his cavalry were like a strong but lacking wave. Soon, the two tides of steel collided in the middle of the battlefield. At the same time as the steel rang out, the cannonballs of Blaze Fort also rang out. The cannonballs dragged out sharp whistles and passed through the two fully engaged weapons. They landed behind the Imperial Army's battle formation, blowing up fireballs.

The Imperial Army immediately retaliated with colors. The cannons on the shooting position behind them rumbled in unison, and fire clouds immediately exploded on the Blazing Fort.

Russell's shoulders swung wildly on the ground as the cannons of both sides collided, sending a dragon army warhorse flying. The knight on the horse also fell to the ground. Russell laughed out loud. The Meteor Hammer burned with a dark red flame and smashed into the chest of a charging knight. The knight flew out and the armor on his chest caved in. josei

Russell killed two cavalry in a row and squinted in search of new enemies. Suddenly seeing Julian's striking armor, the count smiled sinisterly and charged forward with large strides. The knights in front of Julian were either knocked back or swept away by the meteor hammer.

Just as Julian was hacking down an enemy soldier with his sword, he suddenly saw that the knight in front of him was in chaos. Then, he rode his horse and flew into the air. Russell's figure that looked like a devil god appeared in Julian's eyes. Julian's breathing stifled, but he still turned his horse around and rushed towards Russell. Russell laughed out loud and suddenly lowered his body. The meteor hammer in his hand swept across the horse's leg. Julian immediately heard the mournful roar of his horse, and the heavens and earth began to spin. When he regained his senses, he had already fallen to the ground. After a short period of dizziness, he got up and saw Russell dragging the Meteor Hammer and rushing over on high flames.

Just as he was about to pounce on Julian, a scarlet saber light suddenly flashed between the two of them. Russell let out a strange cry, and his feet stopped, pressing down on the ground until the bottom of the slope arched up before stopping himself. Otherwise, he would rush forward again, waiting for his neck to be given to the spatula light. Julian came back to his senses and saw a familiar figure standing in front of him. The red blade was lowered and sparks flickered around him.

"Alan!" Cried Julian.

Alan nodded and smiled at Russell, "I'll play with you."

On the balcony of Blaze Castle, Mason heard the rumbling of cannons. The flickering flames of the cannons below reflected on his face, causing Mason's expression to be uncertain. He held the fence with both hands, and the wind blew from the direction of the battlefield, sending over fire debris, smoke, and the pungent smell of gunpowder. Mason took a deep breath and looked away from the battlefield.

In that direction, it was the imperial capital, Oliska. Mason's eyes shone with cannon fire, as if he could see that the ancient capital city was going to hide in the flames of war.

Ashes that were still sparkling with starlight floated towards him, and the bottom of some of Mason's lips rose a notch. On one side of his head, a dagger drilled out from behind the ashes. Only then did a figure appear in the space behind the ashes. From nowhere, it was dyed like ink. It was self-blurry and clear. The dagger slid past the tip of Mason's nose. The Sword Lord turned to look at the assassin and smiled. Then, he flew backwards like he was gliding on ice.

After retreating for a few meters, Mason's expression relaxed as he looked at the man, "Let the Boleyn Clan's swordsmanship not be learned, but learn the path of assassination in the Dark World. Belkay, don't you think you're going to give up everything?"

Belkay, who didn't have a pipe in his hand today, shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "Swordsmanship is killing people. The way of assassination is also killing people. In my opinion, it doesn't make any difference. As long as you can kill people, it's fine. How can it work?"

Mason shook his head, "So that's why you'll never get on the stage. People who only know ghosts and stab people in the back deserve to be included in the Ten Saints. Let me remove your name today." Jian Jue reached out his hand to catch it, and a ball of flames appeared in the surroundings. The flames gathered again and again, and finally condensed into a long sword that flickered with flames in his hand.

"Who's going to die is still unknown. I think your chances of dying here are higher." Belkay's figure flickered, and numerous figures appeared from his left and right. Belkay seemed to have incarnated countless figures, and dozens of figures appeared around Mason. Then all the phantoms swarmed forward, pointing their daggers at all parts of Mason's body, leaving him completely defenseless.

Mason smiled and the Flame Sword designated. Suddenly, a red spot lit up beneath his feet, and a pillar of fire suddenly rushed up from the red spot like a dragon. The pillars of fire blocked the Sword Lord's figure, and at the same time knocked away those figures that rushed over. Belkay's phantoms ignited spontaneously without fire, and they turned into ash smoke in the flames. In the end, only Belkay's true body was safe and sound. Mason's long laugh sounded from the pillar of fire. The Sword Lord broke through the fire and stabbed Belkay's chest with his sword.

A mocking smile appeared on Belkay's sword.

Suddenly, the shadow behind Mason rose like a tide. The shadow twisted and turned into a devil-like figure. The Dark Shadow Devil grabbed onto Mason's back with both hands, and the Sword Lord snorted. Halfway around, the Flame Sword drew an arc and cut through the shadow. The shadow was torn apart like a curtain. Mason's sword momentum didn't stop as he swung towards Belkay and slashed across his chest. Keller Kai was stunned, his chest glowing with fire.

However, a moment later, his figure gradually disappeared like a bubble. Only one outer robe was cut in half and fell to the ground.

Mason narrowed his eyes. Belkay's figure came from nowhere and landed on the balcony fence. Then, he hooked his fingers provocatively. Marsen Yan pointed at the ground and drew. A curtain of sword light and fire flashed, splitting the entire balcony into two. The balcony split left and right and slid down. The cut surface was still flickering with flames, and then it exploded into countless pieces of stone. However, where was Belkay's figure? The Ten Saints' Night Shadow had already appeared on a turret on the left side of the balcony. With a slash of Belkay's dagger, he killed the gunner.

He smiled and flashed to another turret below. Mason smiled. "It's just to lure me out of the castle and join forces with other experts to attack. Belkay, since you think so, I'll help you."

Mason kicked the remaining half of the balcony to pieces. The Sword Lord swept past the castle like a cannonball, ignoring Belkay and directly throwing himself at the front of the dragon army. Seeing this, Belkay, who had appeared on a turret, had a bitter expression on his face, and he felt as if he was lifting a stone to smash his foot.

He could only helplessly chase after them.

Otherwise, even an idiot would know how serious the consequences would be if a Ten Saint expert were allowed to act recklessly on the battlefield.