"Now, the soldiers of our Roman army do not have any armor at all. They can only tremble under the rain of arrows from the barbarians, or turn around and escape." - In the 4th century, Vigotius, a military strategist in the late Roman Empire.

"Let Priapus, the male male body, be happy in front of the blood! He will protect us from the victory of this great decisive battle!" Obishus raised his hands together with the priests and shouted.

The soldiers in Bendu also shouted together. Many people were not eager to express their piety to the gods, but rather to say that they were in order to see the excitement before the "sacrificial" blood splattered as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Adiana on the observation stage stood up, covered her mouth and screamed, and Porti also screamed on the altar. Obihus quickly turned around and saw that Karabis actually bit the enamel pendant hanging on his chest, raised his neck, then lowered his head, sat on the ground, twitching all over.

"I know, I know!" Adianna's tears surged out: Karabis indeed swallowed the venom before accepting the castration punishment.

"Damn it, you can't die now, you must complete the sacred ritual. Timoxiu, Timoxiu, use your snake venom to dissolve the poison that is surrendered by this sacrifice!" Obisus, who understood the situation, walked up angrily and grabbed the twitching Karabis's hair, but the other party began to roll his eyes, foaming in his mouth, and didn't know what he was saying.

Karabis's delirium sound became louder and louder. It seemed that the signs of his poisoning were deepening rapidly. Obihus had never heard of what he said before. The old guy couldn't help but shout, "What are you talking about in this cheap sacrifice?"

In fact, Karabis speaks a language called Chinese:

"Obihusse, go to die!"

With this, Obihus suddenly saw that Karabis' black eyes were back and staring at him tightly. The old guy couldn't help but shake and let go of his hand.

Then, Karabis jumped up like a leopard and hit Obihus' chin with his forehead extremely strongly. This almost exhausted all his strength. The blood from the old guy's mouth and nose scattered everywhere, and he fell on the floor of the altar in distress.

"Okay! Long live!" The soldiers of Bendu shouted like a tsunami. On the viewing platform, many servants and officers, including Mitradati herself, stood up in the seat as if alert. Stratonice, the concubine of the Emperor of Bendu, looked at the scene in surprise. Before she could even worry about her father, she was shocked by this rapid change.

Before Obiehus could dispel the little star in front of him, he saw Karabis walking towards him fiercely. His originally gentle and elegant face became extremely ferocious. Obiehus's body shook like a sieve, and instinctively wanted to crawl away. But Calpais grabbed Obiehus with a handful of anger and excitement, and he was extremely powerful. "Dare to castrate me!" He first grabbed the retracted and shriveled thing under Obiehus' crotch and held it hard. Obiehus suddenly started to moan like a donkey, stretching his neck very long, oh, with broken teeth and blood foam all over his mouth.

"I'll give you the venom!" Karabis actually opened the lid of the enamel pendant, pinched Obihus's mouth that was opened due to severe pain, and poured half of the liquid in the pendant into it happily.

Just as Karabis got up, Obihus' throat was mixed with blood foam, and black liquid was spraying out like a fountain, and his body was twitching back and forth like a loom. The poison prepared by the Mitra family was extremely rapid. "Father!" Stratonics reacted and screamed shrillly.

Then, Karabis walked to the table of the altar in front of the stunned doctor and priest, quickly picked up the sharp axe, pointed it at the doctor's neck, and blood splattered the Priapus's carvings red. Then, Karabis slashed the scared priest and assistant one by one, took off his cloak, draped it on Porti, took Porti's hand, jumped off the altar, and ran quickly towards the river.

The sound of the wind whizzed past his ears. He felt the bliss of spreading his wings and flying, and his heart was pulsing rapidly due to the killing just now. No matter what, he might be killed or shot to death without a few steps, but he still defended his complete body to the greatest extent.

That's right, that's right, Adianna is right. Those who have killed one person are not afraid to kill the second one and the third one.

He looked back at the Guantai, and Adianna stared at him with extremely complicated eyes.

"Farewell, the princess of Bendu, no, Karabiya."

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao" The soldiers watching the Pond were crazy. They could no longer tell who was the priest and who was the priest, but this bloody scene also made them excited. They didn't care about Karabis and Porti, but they just held spears and bows and arrows, jumped repeatedly, shouting "Priapus! Priapus!"

"A bastard!" Mitradati, who came to his senses, stood up in a ring chair regardless of the pain of the wound, wanted to issue an order to arrest and execute the two men and women's sacrifices to the guards around him.

Unexpectedly, what this emperor of Bendu saw was the face of Utarius, a senior centurion of the Seventh Roman Legion, who had just been bent at his feet.

This face, without the flattery just now, without begging, only a calm that makes Mitrada feel cool, like water.

"Uteris!" Seeing Uteris standing up suddenly when Uteris dropped the ivory drawing board, he shouted in disbelief. In the light of the calcium carbide flame, Uteris rushed forward, knocked over an imperial guard in front of him, pulled out the imperial guard's sword, and rushed towards the Mitrada ladder. Mitrada ladder shuddered, took a step back and fell back, his fat body fell on the chair, and his hand was hurriedly pulling out his "Altolicus" to defend himself.

But Utarius was still one step faster, but he did not look at Mitradati's chest, because the king was wearing airtight heavy armor, only his thighs, and there was no guard. Puchi, Utarius's sword penetrated deeply through Mitradati's thighs. The emperor then let out a wild boar howl, and pulled out the magic weapon Altolicus, without aiming, and directly pierced into Utarius' abdomen.

"Let go, let go!" Mitradala looked at Utaris who was still attached to him, in horror, and kept shouting, almost with a begging, pushing him with his hands. Utaris who was stabbed in the abdomen, blood flowed out of his nose and mouth, but with a smile on his face, he mumbled the last Latin sentence: "Long live the Third United!"

Then there was another puff, and the howling of Mitradati became even more miserable - Utaris used all his last strength to completely immerse the sword in his hand into Mitradati's thigh, leaving only the hilt outside.

Correspondingly, "Altolicus" pierced his entire abdomen with his movements, and the sword blade drilled out directly from the centurion's back.

The moment before his death, Utaris heard the whine of Mitradati, felt his rush and struggled with great pleasure, and with a hint of regret: "How great would it be if I had the sword called Abona in my hand now..."

There was chaos on the observation platform, and many servants screamed, lying under the chairs and parasols, and some flipped over the railings and jumped down from the observation platform. Biduita, the guards of Bendu, and many generals rushed to Uteris and Mitrada Ladder, and drew their swords and stabbed the dead Uteris, "Don't stab, don't stab, can you kill me?! Pull this damn guy away!" Mitrada Ladder trembled and raised his bloody hand and shouted.

This chaos gave Karabis and Porti great convenience. Karabis ran and shouted, "The Emperor was assassinated, the Emperor was assassinated!" As a result, the Bendu Army was even more inconsistent, and almost all the infantry and cavalry were running around aimlessly.

"Blow the trumpet and ask everyone to come and save the father!" Adiana hurriedly ordered the soldiers beside her and then glanced at the back of Karabis's rapid departure. The back quickly disappeared into the torrent of the crowd, and it was indistinguishable.
Chapter completed!