Lord Wants To Be An Emperor

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Gude Raf turned pale as he watched Duke Medea execute the last member of the caravan.

They flew straight to Jibril City all the way, but Gude Raf was not a magician and could not fly for a long time, so he had to stop and rest every once in a while.

The closer you get to Jibril City, the more caravans and tourists come and go.

In order to ensure the concealment of the operation, Duke Medea cleaned up all the living people he encountered along the way.

Down the road, Gude Raf witnessed the bloody tactics of Duke Medea.

The number of people who died in her hands was not one thousand, eight or nine hundred.

No wonder she is called a cold-blooded woman.

Duke Medea put away the gun and looked at the city of Jibril within easy reach. She said indifferently: “This distance is enough, wait until night to act!”

Gude Raf quickly nodded and agreed.

Also a great powerhouse, Gude Raf knows very well that even ten of them are impossible to be opponents of Duke Medea, so his real role this time is to protect Duke Medea from performing a wide range of magic.

At night, the stars are shining and the breeze blows, making the arid land rarely cool.

The Duke of Medea stuffed six specially prepared bullets into the runner.

Gude Ralph thought that Duke Medea wanted to prepare some large-scale magic, but saw her raise her spear to the direction of Jibril City.

pēng pēng pēng ……

Six shots were fired, and six bullets braving the red light flew over the city of Jibril. The red rays of light slowly expanded and turned into six huge fire clouds in midair.

At this time, Jibril City let out a panic scream.

The magic of six meteor showers covered the entire inner city of Jibril.

The rain of fire fell like a torrential rain, instantly turning the dark night into red and bright.

“This is red art.” Duke Medea said with a look of intoxication.

Gude Raf listened to the cry of despair and fear in Jibril, subconsciously swallowed saliva and said.

This Duke of Medea was absolutely abnormal. After leaving Aslan, his whole person became extremely horrible and weird. He did not look like the lazy salted fish in Merlot.

The flames burned all night, and Duke Jibril stood on the city wall and roared.

“What are you all doing to eat? A bunch of wastes, people have performed such a wide range of magic, yet no one has received any news. They are all wastes.”

The inner city was burnt down, in addition to his castle and family accumulated hundreds of years of wealth, as well as his family. During the meteor shower, the guards around him had only time to rescue him and a few important members of the family, and the others were buried. fire sea.

Listening to the roar of Duke Jibril, Gude Ruff walked towards them with a weird face, and no one around him noticed their arrival.

Duke Medea used his invisibility magic, making them swagger to appear next to Duke Jibril’s guard.

The strongest of them is the mentor level, and without a magister by his side, it is impossible to discover the arrival of Lord Medea.

Suddenly, the unfamiliar ka ka sounded, making the surrounding guards look horrified, and surrounded Duke Jibril.

Gude Raf found the source of the sound in an instant.

High heels of the Duke of Medea.

Suddenly he wanted to say: “My lord, do we come here like this? Is it necessary to use stealth magic?”

“It makes sense!” Duke Medea snapped his fingers, and the two appeared in front of everyone instantly.

When they were talking, Duke Jibril had already heard it.

Now seeing Duke Medea appearing, Duke Jibril almost exclaimed, and the mentor-level powerhouse around him swarmed towards Duke Medea.

Then there was no more.

Duke Medea’s simple fixation technique caused these mentor-level powerhouses to pause for a second, but this second was the last time to die in front of Gude Raf.

The heads of seven or eight instructor-level powerhouses flew high, and blood spurted up like a fountain.

“Long time no see, Duke Jibril!” Duke Medea lazily walked towards Duke Jibril.

Behind Duke Jibril are his eldest son and several clan elders.

“Duke Medea! The last war was not initiated by me. It was a conspiracy of the Maxim Empire.” Duke Jibril’s tone was trembling.

Duke Medea shook his head and said with a smile: “It doesn’t matter, my students are interested in the province of Arrans, so you must die today so that he can occupy the entire province as quickly as possible.” [19459002 ]

Duke Jibril just wanted to speak when he saw a dozen red lines shoot out from Duke Medea’s fingertips, and then surrounded from all directions.

“Don’t…”

The red lines crossed, leaving only fragments of corpses all over the floor.

Gude Raf picked out the head of Duke Jibril from the pile of meat with a speechless expression, which was specially left.

Tie it to the top of the city gate according to the plan, and the two people slowly flew towards the Yazi area, which is the territory of Duke Jibril’s son-in-law, and the second only to Duke Jibril’s powerful nobles .

As long as the opponent is also dealt with, the province of Arrans will not be able to form an effective resistance force in a short time.

When Duke Medea settled the last daughter and son-in-law of Duke Jibril, he took a magic tower as his own. As for the magister, Gude Raf had his head cut off.

Gude Raf is very good at plundering magic towers, and can even be described as rich in experience, but his methods are not as violent as Duke Medea, he directly demolished half of the magic towers.

It may be a magic tower built by a certain magician who has accumulated several generations of talents.

The magic wave signal tower was arranged, and Duke Medea personally took the initiative. With the huge spirit strength, he directly spread the magic signal to the border of Melox Province.

The city of Kox, which received the signal, immediately sent the information to the United Army ambushing on the border.

Vatini looked at Aslan with a complex expression.

The entire Beifeng Prairie has just been captured less than half a month, Aslan has actually targeted the Arrans province, and can also let the teacher personally execute the beheading operation.

Aslan received a telegram from Vatini, and compared the Code Book, said with a smile: “Trouble Senior Sister to send it personally.”

“The whole army goes out! Follow the planned attack route.”

The 200,000 United Army quickly got on the carriage and began to rush out of the dense forest in ambush.

A few carriages from the very beginning, to dozens of vehicles later, hundreds of thousands of vehicles.

All of a sudden, the villages and small towns on the border of Arran Shihang province were frightened.

It is impossible to count how many troops passed by the gate of their village.

Can only be described as countless.

Someone could not help but exclaim.

“The revenge of Melox Province is coming.”