Chapter 261: Guarding and Stealing

In the Eastern State, Prague's reconstruction work encountered many obstacles, but the brave Vladimir Boha overcame all obstacles. The soldiers of the Griffin Legion reconstructed with no less courage and enthusiasm than Vladimir. Home.

The greenskins who raided the World's Edge Mountains were defeated by the combined efforts of the warriors, and the Norscan stragglers failed to conquer the fortress standing on the border of Kislev again.

The cursed city barely regains its strength when a witch in the forest comes to unexpected help.

Praag stood up again and once again became Kislev's bastion against the invasion from the north, although most of Praag's residents had to offer sacrifices to the evil god in order to gain the right to live there.

The invasion of the Eternal Chosen has brought irreparable trauma to the city. Even the power of the "Ancient Widow" cannot make the houses stop howling and crying at night.

Dark clouds have always shrouded the city, which is the lingering reverberation of "Sun Eater" Korek. In the past month, it has inexplicably begun to dissipate, allowing more sunshine to fall into the city.

Whenever dusk falls, people can always hear the lingering sounds of the "Great Holy War" twenty years ago.

No matter how serious the corruption of Chaos is, Vladimir is confident that he can change it for the better.

If nothing else happens.

The scouts from the south brought the Tsar's order. Although the Griffin Legion had long since separated from the kingdom's political system, according to the oaths of past legion commanders, once the Tsar gave an order, they must obey the order decisively. This is the honor of the Legion passed down from generation to generation.

"Your Majesty Katrin has an order! The Griffin Legion will go to the Western States immediately to quell the banditry!"

"Suppressing bandits? I don't think there are bandits in Kislev. Is there a green-skinned tribe in the Western States? Or maybe it's beastmen? Hey, your Majesty is really humorous."

"You want to disobey His Majesty the Tsar? With all due respect, brave Boha, this is not a wise choice."

"No, the Griffin Legion will always be loyal to Kislev, but I must find out who are the rebels, are they the Norscans from the north and the south? If so, the Griffin Legion is always on standby."

"The Daha sect has been rebelling for several months. Has Vladimir, the Claw of Esun, not received the news yet?"

"Haha~ My brother, since I was ordered to rebuild Prague, I no longer pay attention to outside things. How could the Daha sect rebel? Did Daha betray the Tsar?"

"Enough! Vladimir Boha! Maybe you have lost the loyalty of your father. As long as His Majesty the Tsar has results, you must deal with the rebels in the Western States within a month."

"But I have never seen His Majesty the Tsar's envoy, so how can I know the order?"

The young Kislev man looked at the messenger meaningfully, his cold eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.

The sword light flashed past, and the face of Kislev's visitor was forever frozen in shock and fear.

Several inhuman roars were heard outside the house, as well as the shouts of kill from the Griffin Legion soldiers.

It didn't take long before all the secret police detectives who came with the messenger were removed.

The secret police lurking deeper tried to disguise themselves as civilian passers-by, but these vampires could not escape the sight of the old woman in the forest.

The old witch easily uncovered the evil-minded vampires. All the vampires had their bodies pierced with wooden cones and dragged to the city wall, waiting for the sun to be exposed. They would die in the sunlight falling from Daha at dawn.

Prager's garrison captured some vampires, and as for the Tsar's emissary? Maybe he was drained of blood by a vampire on the way, but he failed to achieve his mission anyway.

If the evil thief in Kislev City really dares to show his face, Vladimir will directly lead his army south to Kislev and join forces with the Thor sect and the Esun sect to overthrow her.

This is bound to happen, just not now.

Since Bohar learned the truth, he has been ready to raise troops. He wants to support the youngest son of the former tsar to ascend the throne, if the other party is still a human being.

Boha, who is only nineteen years old, can already fight griffins, so he will not be afraid of the vampire on the throne.

But the Griffin Legion alone cannot overthrow the evil. He needs help. At least he must gather enough legions to destroy the Tsar in one fell swoop. Otherwise, Kislev will surely fall into endless civil war and completely disintegrate.

The priests of Thor have already responded. The attitude of the Esun Cult is still unclear, but several high-ranking priests have expressed implicit sympathy for the descendants of their former comrades. Perhaps when they know the true identity of the Tsar, they will completely turn to Boha. .

The fire keepers of the Daha religion were also sympathetic to Borha, but Vladimir never considered his life experience to be bleak.

Vladimir was born on the day his father died. He was born in Kislev, which was besieged by the armies of Chaos.

His father was a hero of Kislev, and Vladimir wanted to be like his father. If he could have children, he wanted his children to be the same.

"I'm sorry, kid, we have to do this. Only in this way can we get Kislev back on track and make the blood-red Boha appear in advance."

The two vampire warriors quietly sneaked into the prince's residence imprisoned by the female tsar. They encountered no obstacles because the apparent defenders here, the Kreml guard captain Ilya and the deputy captain Loban, were their names in this life.

The many days of dormancy and the humiliating plunge into darkness finally paid off today.

According to the news from their compatriots in Prague, the father of Boris Borha is already of great use, so they, foreign visitors, naturally have no reason to be patient.

The prince's death lasted only a moment. In order to prevent the bloody Katrin from using the body, the two defecting vampire warriors directly took the body with them and escaped from Kislev before the Tsar could react.

No Bjorlings escaped Lynch, but it was just the beginning.

Lynch decisively went deep into the land to find the next Bjorlin settlement, preparing to drive out all individuals in the Chaos tribe.

The explosions caused by the lizard men's movements were a warning of imminent destruction. Villages were crushed to the ground, and the pale snowfields were stained with blood.

The Norscan chieftain hurriedly arrived, bringing the Chaos Warriors with him full of confidence and hatred, and blocked Lynch's way.

If it were replaced by sixty Chosen Ones and nearly a thousand Chaos Warriors, Lynch would have to put some thought into solving it, but after all, it was just sixty Chaos Warriors with more than a thousand marauders.

Even the chieftain at the head was only a slightly blessed champion of the Chaos Warriors.

The lizard man holding a luminous silver-gray scepter was like a demon in the night. A slight whistle sounded, and the lizard man appeared in front of the chief like a teleport. The Chaos Warriors could only barely see clearly the lizard man's movements of raising his hand and the chief's body. It fell apart in the next moment.

Sometimes even Lynch himself can't react in time, let alone these mortals?