MTL - Heroes of Silver Moon-Chapter 721 : Destiny is mine!

"Trash! It's all trash!"

In the magnificent palace, the regent looked at Ivy's report and was furious: "Over the Duchy of Love, the 200,000 coalition forces were retreated steadily by less than 50,000 people from the Silver Moon Kingdom, and the joint navy had more than 100 warships. , I can’t even touch the coastline of the Silver Moon Kingdom, and Ivey has an army of 800,000, and he still has to ask for support from the country!”

This time the empire conquered the Silver Moon Kingdom and opened up three major battlefields, namely the Yelin River Battlefield, the Luofu Dukedom Battlefield and the Sea Battlefield, and mobilized more than one million troops.

But now, none of the three major battlefields have achieved the expected results, and they are even completely at a disadvantage. It has completely embarrassed the empire!

Hearing the regent's roar, the Minister of Military Affairs twitched his face and thought to himself: "Where did that guy Ai Wei come from with an army of 800,000, at most it's only 800,000."

It doesn't mean that the number of people gathered can be called tens of thousands of troops. The first-line legions of the empire are all on the **** front to guard against the king's court of orcs, so it is difficult to mobilize.

In this conquest of the Silver Moon Kingdom, Ivey only had two second-tier legions, four local legions, and hundreds of thousands of lords' private troops of varying quality.

Although there are a lot of people, they are all miscellaneous troops, and their combat power is equal to that of the 200,000 to 300,000 first-line troops.

The situation in the direction of the Principality of Love and the maritime battlefield is similar.

If it was the former Silvermoon Kingdom, or any country in the world other than the Beastman King's Court, this motley army could indeed win by numbers.

But since the Silver Moon King took office, the fighting methods of the Silver Moon Kingdom have changed.

Only form regular troops to participate in the war, no longer rely on the power of the lords, and the alchemy weapons distributed to the army are also quite powerful.

In this case, it is a bit whimsical to want to win purely by numbers...

After losing his temper for a while, the regent gradually calmed down and asked, "How is the recruiting of the legendary combat power going?"

The military minister looked solemn: "The royal family can send out two legendary high-levels, three legendary middle-levels, and three legendary beginners. The temples can dispatch one legendary high-level and two legendary beginners. Unofficial legendary combat power, only The president of the Mage Union is willing to fight."

The regent fell silent. There are four legendary high-levels, three legendary middle-levels, and five legendary beginners. This force is not weak. They should be able to win the Silver Moon Kingdom, right?

The legendary combat power is no better than the ordinary army, and the single combat power is extremely powerful. In front of them, no matter how many troops come, they will just die.

Moreover, the legendary powerhouses are also proficient in space shuttle, and they are very slippery. It depends on their mood if they want to go or fight.

If the legendary combat power in the empire is too scarce, the legendary powerhouses of the orc king's court will form a group to invade the empire in minutes to destroy it.

Although the empire has many legendary combat powers, only these people can be mobilized at present.

Thinking of this, the regent suddenly felt a little tired. The strength of the allied countries was getting stronger, but there were constant conflicts within the empire, and most of the energy was restrained by the orc royal court.

Sometimes, he feels like a paper craftsman. Although he is doing his best to maintain this great country, the empire is still inevitably slipping into the abyss.

"Since victory cannot be won in the ordinary battlefield, let's decide the victory in the sacred battlefield!" The regent murmured with firm eyes.

Despite all the shortcomings of the empire, it is still the sole overlord of the main continent. At least for now, it can still dominate the fate of any country.

Since the stupid Silver Moon King wants to go against the sky, he might as well take the Silver Moon Kingdom and die together!

 …

In the underground palace of the Moonlight Cathedral, the old pope brought a holy sword and placed it in front of Simon: "All the holy artifacts of the Silver Moon Kingdom are here!"

Simon nodded, and looked at the nine holy swords and one holy spear placed in front of him. Seven of the ten holy weapons were left over from the Silver Moon Kingdom, and the other three were just made by him.

It is difficult to cause damage to the enemy in a short period of time in the battle of the legendary strongman, but the last battle with the Red Scorpion Khan made him discover a new way of fighting.

Although the self-destruction of the holy weapon is a prodigal, it is indeed suitable for him, because not long ago he discovered that the purple light group that has not been used for a long time can actually transform the holy power into pure gold and mithril.

Fine gold and mithril are the main materials for making holy artifacts, and they are invaluable. The whole Silvermoon Kingdom has not yet forged fine gold and mithril into equipment, and there are only a dozen or so pieces in total.

Simon discovered the function of converting energy into matter a long time ago, but he always felt that it was useless, because he could only use magic power to convert a little mundane metal. According to his net worth, even if all of it was converted into gold, it would still be harmful to him. Almost anything helps.

Not long ago, when someone collected the sacred artifacts and the raw materials of the sacred artifacts, he suddenly remembered that although the legendary powerhouse still uses magic power in most cases.

But in fact, there is holy power in the body of the legendary powerhouse, but the amount is rare when the rank is low, and generally they will not be used easily.

And holy power is a higher level of energy than magic power...

In the end, with the mentality of giving it a try, he actually used the holy power to convert pure gold and mithril. Although he could only convert a little each time, it did solve the problem of raw materials.

Therefore, as long as there is enough time, he can make as many things as the sacred artifacts!

Now that the Silvermoon Kingdom is facing a life-and-death crisis, as the king of the Silvermoon Kingdom, even if he destroys the holy artifacts cast by the legends of the past during the battle, it shouldn't be too much...

I wanted to put all the ten holy artifacts into the space ring, but Simon thought about it, and picked up a holy sword he just made, and slowly inserted it into the scabbard.

The old pope froze for a moment: "Why did you keep it? With your character, since you have made up your mind, you will definitely go all out."

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Simon's mouth: "It's just an empire, and it's not worth my all. We will definitely win this battle!"

The old pope fell into silence. He really didn't know where Simon's confidence came from.

That is the empire, the most powerful force in the main continent, even the royal court of the orcs can barely compete with it, let alone their Silver Moon Kingdom.

Simon hung up the long sword, his eyes were blurred, and he murmured: "Yes, we will definitely win, because... the destiny is mine!"

 …

In the deepest cave in the Gru Mountains, a pair of golden vertical pupils the size of a carriage opened suddenly, looking at the sudden visitor.

Exuding a demigod might, the black dragon roared, "What's the matter with the human king's visit?"

With the awakening of the giant dragon, goblins, trolls, kobolds, gnolls, lizardmen, flying dragons, earth-walking dragons, and seven legends of barbarians also appeared in the cave one after another, looking at it with unfriendly expressions. intruder.

Simon first looked around at the legends of the barbarians, then fixed his eyes on the black dragon, and said with a smile: "Gregel, a demigod from ancient times, the ruler of the Gru Mountains, the patron of the Moon Goddess, I am The King of the Silver Moon Kingdom, the Pope of the Moonlight Church, His Majesty the Moon Goddess has granted me authority.

In the name of the Moonlight Goddess, I ask you to fulfill the ancient oath, defend the Silver Moon Kingdom, and swear to the death to defend the glory of Her Majesty the Goddess! "

As soon as these words came out, the seven legends of the barbarians were startled, and then they secretly looked at the black dragon~www.novelbuddy.com~ In the ancient times, it was the era of giant dragons and titans, and the barbarians were the two sides. The servant army, life is quite good.

With the end of the ancient period, the numbers of the two major races began to decrease sharply.

But at least in ancient times, there were still a considerable number of giant dragons and titans in the world, and the power was still there, and the life of barbarians of various races was okay.

However, in the middle and modern times, giant dragons and titans have basically become legends.

At first it was elves, then humans and orcs. These surviving dragons, titans, and barbarian legends were basically skinned and cramped when they showed up.

As a last resort, the remaining dragons, titans, and barbarians can only seek the protection of the gods. The gods give them a private land to recuperate, and they fight for the gods!

In the Gru Mountains, their group had enjoyed peace for tens of thousands of years, and even except for the demigod dragon Gregory, the legends of the other barbarians had changed for several generations.

Now, the Goddess of Moonlight asks them to fulfill their promise...

Is it to keep the oath? Risk your life to fight! Or break your oath? Fly away!

The black dragon narrowed its vertical pupils, and the coercion it exuded made all the barbarians tremble with fear. Simon just looked at him quietly, waiting for the dragon's choice.

"Hmph! After sleeping for such a long time, it's not bad to go out and do some activities. Let the world be afraid of the dragon again!"

As he spoke, the black dragon moved his body slightly, and the entire cave trembled: "I, Gregory! The death of darkness! A demigod from ancient times! Destroyer of the city-state of Mog and the Principality of Lak! The rule of the Gru Mountains The protector of the Moon Goddess! Willing to fulfill the ancient oath and defend the glory of Her Majesty the Moon Goddess!"