In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

"Are you scared?"

With Charlie's knowledge, it was difficult to understand how this steel behemoth worked. In his worldview, the landship was a behemoth similar to a dragon, and the firearms in the hands of the Mexican soldiers were crossbows.

It's not like they haven't faced such an enemy before - God's warriors are fearless!

"I'm scared? What a joke!"

Olhan, riding on the back of the claw dragon, snorted coldly, but didn't argue. In his opinion, these soldiers under the emperor's command were just a group of fanatical bumpkins who took ignorance as fearlessness.

"Quick, fire at the Texans!"

On the landship, the great dictator was no longer as calm as before, and shouted to the British adviser to open fire.

Based on his many years of experience in leading troops, the current situation is already quite serious.

If the enemy is just a dragon, it would be fine to let the soldiers disperse, and it would also reduce casualties. They can gather back later. Anyway, in this wilderness, people with a little bit of brains will not be deserters.

But now the Texan cavalry has arrived. If the new army soldiers are allowed to flee at this time, once their cavalry rushes in, the situation will turn into a massacre.

This is the cornerstone of his rule. In his mind, even if he did not gain any benefits from this battle, as long as the main force of the new army is not lost, he can still exaggerate the achievements of this battle after returning home, and no one dares to challenge him.

The consultant who looked out of the landship with a telescope replied loudly: "Mr. President, the enemy has not entered our range yet. If we open fire at this time, it will only waste shells."

Porfirio raised his tone: "Listen to my orders, Major James, whether we can hit the enemy at this time or not, at least let my soldiers see the power of this big guy that we have exchanged for real money from you!"

The major shrugged: "Okay, Mr. President."

As the landship turned the turret, a roar suddenly sounded.

A group of air waves spread around the landship.

The high-explosive bomb filled with white crystal flew thousands of meters and turned into a huge mushroom cloud.

The explosion was deafening, causing the cavalry to riot. Fortunately, the first shot was beyond the range of the landship, and the purpose was only to deter, so it just flew over the cavalry's head, creating a terrible deep pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters in the open space.

A group of medieval crusaders swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

"The difficulty of this trial seems to be higher than the last time."

"Since it is a trial, how can it be simple."

"The evil demons are fierce, and they happen to be the yardstick for testing whether we are pious or not."

In the cracks under the ground, the strong breath of death formed a black mist, and in the abyss, there was a piercing roar, as if some extremely dirty filth was about to cross the barrier of space and come to the world.

The three pairs of eyes of the magic dragons all showed disgust. Although the dragons were called magic dragons and their behavior was inclined to chaos and evil, they were miracles of life bred by the world. Some ancient dragons were even responsible for the duty of natural guardians.

"The breath of hell, this stink bug full of the smell of death, is actually related to hell."

"Quick, boss, let your paladin fight, this is her specialty!"

Lothar raised his hand and swung out a holy flame, which scared away the evil spirits approaching him, and stepped on the back of Ladong lightly, causing Ladong's entire dragon body to fall down heavily - this kick Lothar had used the talent of "magic warrior", and it was very heavy.

It is said that the whitewashed is three points weaker.

After Ladong was "whitewashed", he was not only three points weaker, not only was his strength weaker, but he also often played tricks and slacked off. For example, these evil spirits that besieged him, Lothar didn't believe that Ladong couldn't even solve these small troubles, and he had to do it himself.

"The boss is angry, brothers, stop being lazy!"

"Hey, I thought it was quite comfortable to be bitten by these little things."

"Die, die, die, be destroyed!"

The three dragon heads stopped holding back, flames burst out from their bodies, and the whole dragon turned into a meteorite of fire falling from the sky. The evil spirits besieging it were all wiped out in the blink of an eye.

After destroying the reptiles on its body, the dragon swooped down, and three streams of magic fire gushed out towards the crack in the ground.

At the same time, a huge palm grabbed the edge of the crack in the ground, and Ladon's dragon fire burned on it, but it didn't seem to cause any damage.

The rough palm, which was covered with blue veins like a vine, had sharp claws like a blade, and was surrounded by poisonous clouds. The moment it appeared, the dragon fire that was still burning on the ground suddenly went out.

Countless burnt translucent spirits wailed as they fell into this palm, and were then stuffed into the mouth of the terrifying monster that suddenly drilled into the ground crack and chewed it.

It was clearly a soul without a body, but it chewed it as if it was chewing a living person, and the bones and blood were chewed with a creaking sound. This terrible scene frightened everyone who saw it. It was fine to be killed by the dragon, but being killed by this monster really left no soul.

This is an unforgivable enemy in Mexico, where the church has deep roots.

"God, how can we sit back and watch such a monster appear in the world."

"That Guderian of the necromancer sect is simply Satan's running dog, the devil's apostle, and the symbol of blasphemy. We can no longer allow him to act recklessly!"

"But is it time for us to fight internally? The dark evil followers of Texas have arrived. At this time, we must unite as one."

In the Mexican army, some church knights looked grim, and the leaders of several knights gathered together and argued fiercely.

"We are willing to fight for Mexico, to eliminate the evil spirits in Texas, and to recover our homeland, but we are not willing to reach an agreement with those crazy people of the necromancer sect for this. If we turn a blind eye to this, what qualifications do we have to use the sacred holy light!"

"Brothers, I know your anger, but in addition to being Christians, we are first Mexicans. Everything is for the motherland and for Mexico!"

In the end, it was the highest-ranking and oldest paladin who defined the conversation.

"But I swear, after this battle, the people of the necromancer sect will pay the price!"

"Oh God!"

"The power of darkness is so terrifying. Is this the intention of the Son of God to summon us here?"

The knights from the Middle Ages were palpitating. The scene in front of them was too terrifying. Whether it was the enemy's terrible cannon or the terrible monster that devoured the soul, the impact they brought to them was extremely huge.

"Eliminate evil, uphold justice, support the weak, and rebuild order! This is our duty."

They silently took out the cross and prayed, and the Texas cowboys looked at each other in bewilderment. Compared with the people of this era who generally have little faith or even no faith, the religious atmosphere of the medieval knights is too strong.

It's just like a group of old antiques who have just walked out of the monastery and are out of touch with the times.

Until the crowd slowly dispersed, revealing the beautiful figure riding on the back of the unicorn.

"Ms. Iron Knight!"

"Madam, why are you here?"

Prajna glanced at the crowd indifferently, without answering, but patted Eclipse's back, and Eclipse immediately ran out of the formation. This nightmare horse from hell is the most unruly, but it is really afraid of Prajna, the ghost general.

In fact, it is not only afraid of Prajna, but also afraid of Jeanna, the dark nemesis, and Fringilla, the future blood lord.

At this time, the monster had completely crawled out from the ground. It was a monster over 30 meters tall. It had two spiral horns, a hunched body, a blood-red face, and a mouth that stretched all the way to the ears, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth.

Its arms were as slender as a monkey. It took a handful of dead souls and stuffed them into its mouth to chew them, making a creepy laugh.

But the laugh stopped abruptly when it saw Prajna, like a chicken with its throat strangled.

"This monster is fierce!"

Cherinina, who was watching the battle from a distance, said thoughtfully: "But, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere before?"

Especially the greedy soul-eating look, like a starving ghost.

Lavinia nodded and said, "Remember the black ghost-faced shield that Ms. Prajna often carried?"

"Ah, yes, it is almost exactly the same as the ghost-faced relief on the shield!"

Roar——

The monster roared, as if warning the newcomers not to get any closer, but the roar that originally sounded quite scary now sounded a bit timid.