Chapter 241: Emperor Qin vs. Lion King (2)

Ye Yinzhu's mind was so keen that he clearly felt the panic in the hearts of the Maldini brothers, "Marcedes-in-law, I wonder how much do you know about magic?"

If someone else asked this question, Maldini might slap him. As one of the two marshals of the Milan Empire, he has the title of a military god in the Milan military and even the entire continent. Although he is not a magician himself, as one of the top strong men in the mainland, Maldini's understanding of magic is naturally very profound, not to mention that he has a brother who is a great magician.

Maldini said in a deep voice: "It's considered a good deal."

Ye Yinzhu said: "Do you know where the undead magic comes from? Or, if undead magic is classified, what kind of magic should it be derived from?"

At this moment, Maldini was really asked by Ye Yinzhu. The undead magician can be said to be the smallest number of magicians. He had no time to study such rare magic attributes throughout his life.

Matrachi on the other side freed the siege for Maldini, "The undead magician should be a derivative form of a spiritual magician, but it is a step further than spiritual magic. To be precise, it should be a magic that belongs to an evolutionary form. It is above the benchmark attribute."

Ye Yinzhu nodded and thought to himself that Matrachi is worthy of being the second-ranked figure of the Violet Family. Although he is not a great wizard in the spiritual department, he should have a deep understanding of spiritual magic.

"Master Matrachi said it well. Undead magic is a manifestation form of spiritual magic. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an evolutionary form. I don't know if you remember that I have studied with Mr. Ferguson for a while. So, fundamentally speaking, I should be considered a spiritual magician. Whether it is my identity as a divine sound master or the identity of an undead magician you recognize today, they are all derived from spiritual magic. Any magic is power used by humans. When used in different places, the effect will naturally be different."

After saying this, Ye Yinzhu kicked the Maginot Iron Dragon with her feet and walked straight into the sequence of the four infantry legions in Qincheng.

The Maldini brothers looked at each other, and the eyes of the two relaxed at the same time.

Ye Yinzhu said so much just to tell them that although I have the identity of a undead magician, in the final analysis, I am still a spiritual magician, and my spiritual magician was taught by Master Ferguson of the Milan Empire.

Our magic will only act on foreign enemies and will not attack allies.

In fact, what the two brothers didn't know was that the relationship between the Milan Empire and Qincheng had long been integrated. Due to the relationship between Nina and Qin Shang, the possibility of the two sides becoming enemies was infinitely close to zero.

What is Nina's identity? In the Milan Empire, she is almost equivalent to the Supreme Emperor.

Where is Qin Shang? His status in Qincheng may not be too high, and he is not even as good as the Supreme Elder Weiming and Anya, but don’t forget. Qin Shang is Ye Yinzhu’s enlightenment teacher. He has worked hard to teach him zither magic for sixteen years. In Ye Yinzhu’s heart, Qin Shang’s status is even higher than his biological grandfather.

Having such a relationship, coupled with Ye Yinzhu's previous study at the Milan Magical Martial Arts Academy and good interactions with Sylvio, it makes it difficult to destroy the closeness between Qincheng and the Milan Empire.

The formations of the four infantry legions in Qincheng seemed a little scattered at this time, and Ye Yinzhu couldn't see them, but he could clearly hear a lot of heavy breathing sounds.

Through the feeling of his soul, he found that many of the soldiers in Qincheng had extremely unstable mentality, and he could even imagine their pale faces.

Today's battle can be said to be the first bloody battle of the four major infantry legions of Qincheng since its establishment. Among these soldiers, even the original disciples of the Eight Sects of the East Dragon have not really been on the battlefield. Ye Yinzhu can understand their current situation, but she will never indulge them.

He kept urging the Magino Iron Dragon to the center of the four major infantry legions, and Ye Yinzhu stopped. The invisible majesty was released from him. Without opening his mouth, he had become the focus of the eyes of the soldiers of Qincheng.

Although today's battle was won, the Qincheng infantrymen were very unacceptable. The first time they stepped onto a battlefield of this scale, they faced such a bloody side. I don't know how many soldiers have vomited.

Now that they can gather here to stand firmly, they already represent a very good quality. After all, even the battlefield veterans of the Northern Legion of the Milan Empire have vomited, not to mention the new recruits.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Ye Yinzhu's cold voice came out to all sides, his voice contained magic elements and fighting spirit. Magic shocked the soul and made everyone's attention focus on him, while fighting spirit spread his voice from afar.

The heavy breathing paused for a moment. When Ye Yinzhu was asked, no one was talking, but the aura of the soldiers in Qincheng had already told Ye Yinzhu that they were still not comfortable with the scene like today.

Ye Yinzhu continued: "It is normal to feel uncomfortable. Anyone who kills someone for the first time will feel uncomfortable when encountering such a bloody scene for the first time. But I just want to ask you one question. Those who understand this question can still appear here in the next battle. Those who can't figure it out should not come. You can report to your superiors that you can turn back to Qincheng by yourself and join the construction of Qincheng, and you can also exert your abilities. On the battlefield, I only need iron-blooded soldiers, not cowards with legs sifting crumbs."

Perhaps because they were attracted by Ye Yinzhu's words, the physical reactions of the Qincheng soldiers were no longer as strong as before.

Ye Li looked at his grandson not far away, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and shouted at the right time, "The disciples of the Zhu Sect told me, are you cowards?"

"No-yes-." He almost roared with his full body strength. The soldiers of the Aozhu Legion suddenly became energetic, and their strong self-esteem had already resolved most of the fear and discomfort in their hearts.

Almost at the same time, the commanders of the other three legions, also the three sect leaders, asked the same question. When all the infantry soldiers in Qincheng made strong roars, the face of this 60,000 army suddenly changed drastically. Although it had not yet recovered to the sharpness of the first time on the battlefield, the previous depressedness and confusion had been wiped out.

Ye Yinzhu's face showed a smile, and his voice came from afar, "Okay. Your answers satisfy me. The question I want to say is, on the battlefield, are you willing to come back alive or become minced meat like orcs? I can tell you that if you vomit again on the battlefield next time and feel fear again, then you are likely to be like the corpses left on the battlefield now. If you want to survive and become a strong man, what should you do? Go back and think clearly. When the next war comes, any vomiter appears, immediately send him back to Qincheng and never enter the Qincheng battle sequence."

After saying this, Ye Yinzhu rose from the back of the Maginot Iron Dragon and flew towards the Holy Light City. Behind him, a faint shadow always appeared. If she hadn't been very careful, she would not have seen her existence at all.

The war between Qincheng and Thor's Hammer Fortress has just begun today.

The Lion King Guti, the Tiger King Jokore, and a group of orc generals gathered in the military hall of the Thor's Hammer Fortress. At this time, each of them had extremely unstable aura. Although the Thor Tribe and the God of War Tribe were not so harmonious, at this moment, the two tribes that also lost tens of thousands of soldiers were not gloating.

In today's battle, the orcs suffered heavy losses. Although the real main force was not affected, such a one-sided war had a huge blow to the morale of the entire fortress.

"Chief Guti, do you know where these people came from today? How could humans have such powerful warriors? Could it be that they are visitors from Farlan?" Jokore's low voice was filled with resentment. The death of 40,000 warriors cannot be represented by the word "heartache".

Guti shook his head and said, "No, these people are not from Farlan. Farlan is secretly supporting Landias, otherwise we will not concentrate on dealing with the Milan Empire. Don't forget, Farlan has been closed."

Jokol frowned and said, "But if it weren't for the Farlan, how could humans have all infantry that could use fighting spirit? Although they don't have mounts, I'm sure that the combat power of these infantry may be above your Golden Legion and my White Tiger Legion. I'll strangle tens of thousands of us and get away with it. This was something I could never imagine before."
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