In an inconspicuous corner of Golden Horn Bay, a pair of purple hands suddenly stretched out from the sea and grabbed the cornerstone of the port. After a scramble to the fullest, Ipolita climbed out of the sea wet and lay on the ground gasping for breath. The sea water flowed down from her body and her hair, wet a large area of ​​the port.

Although she was exhausted, looking at the walls of Theodosi not far away, Ipolita gritted her teeth and laughed. She finally relied on Apollo's additional protection to support the long sea route and returned to Constantineer!

A roar of dragons came faintly from the sea. Ipolita's smile came to an abrupt end. She used her hands and feet together, hid in a weed like a puppy. A black shadow swept across the surface of the moon with huge wings, flew from the coast to Constantine, and cast a blurry black shadow on the earth.

"The priest of the temple of Apollo is communicating with the King of Sweden?"

After the shadow disappeared for a long time, Epolita climbed out of the grass with difficulty. The sea breeze dripped the sea water on her body, and took away the heat from her body in a trace. Her lips turned white and her whole body was trembling, but she couldn't tell whether it was because of the temperature or the chill caused by the fever.

She wanted to stand up, but as soon as she exerted force, she suddenly covered her mouth and coughed violently. The cough seemed to be endless. In the pain, she turned a little magic that she had finally recovered into a healing light, and finally calmed the cough.

She spread her palms and found that the palms had already been stuck with a lot of foamy blood sputum due to the cough just now.

On the way to Constantine, Constantine's disease had already spread to the lungs. At first it was just chest pain, but later it even had difficulty breathing. Not only the lungs, her entire neck was red and swollen, and large red and swollen areas were connected into blocks, which would cause severe pain when touched.

If she hadn't been using Apollo's protection to relieve her symptoms, she would have really died in the cabin.

Ipolita picked up a broken wooden stick and stood up with his body.

"You can't waste your magic anymore. You have to rely on your body to hold on and store your magic... The little dragon's strength is stronger than ordinary energy level. If you don't solve her, I will never be able to enter Constantineer."

Under the moonlight, she limped towards the siege of Almani. Her steps seemed so vague that whenever a little more wind blew, she staggered as if she was about to overturn.

There were several crosses in front of the besieged camp, with human corpses hanging on them. Seeing this scene, Ipolita felt a little happy.

"Have the prisoners of the Qiqiu Empire been killed yet? Okay, it's good to kill! It's interesting to be executed in public under the city of Constantine. The Almani people are quite good. Unfortunately, they are all well-dressed. If I deal with these prisoners, they will definitely make their death ten times more cruel than they are now!"

Another strong wind blew, which made Epolita feel chill all over. She knew that continuing like this would make her symptoms worse, so she limped to a cross with a wooden stick, trying to take a coat from the body above to keep her cold.

She suddenly stopped, her eyes wide open with too much shock - the body on the cross was not a civilian of the Qiqiu Emperor. Look at the clothes on her body, they were actually soldiers from the Island Republic!

Her body trembled even harder. She slowly moved her eyes and swept across the group of crosses in front of the siege camp. Hundreds of crosses, and a corpse hung on each cross. Each corpse was a soldier from the Island Republic!

She probably could have imagined what happened - the spread of disease, the defeat of the navy, the island republic of the island could not actually provide any support to the Almani coalition, and even put the Almani coalition in danger. And their anger was naturally applied to the small group of soldiers of the Island republic who remained in the besieged camp.

In the center of the cross group, Ipolita found the crucified Giovanni. The lobbyist who was struggling between the three kingdoms of the Almani Federation, the Seven Hill Empire, and the Pirate Kingdom, and planned this coalition expedition. In the end, he failed to save his life with his tongue. He was tied to the cross like other soldiers, and two large holes were chiseled with palms and insteps, and flies and ants were crawled inside. His tongue was also cut off and thrown to nowhere.

The strongest wind tonight blew up, overturning Ipolita. She was exhausted and her mind was drowsy. She was scraped to the ground and fell asleep like that.

The hot sunlight awakened her. But she still seemed to be dead, lying on the ground without saying a word, looking at the crosses erected from the ground in confusion, not knowing where to go.

In the distance, the footsteps of Almani soldiers kept approaching Ipolita. Ipolita knew that if she was caught, she would definitely end up worse than Giovanni. She cheered up and climbed a few steps, but she quickly gave up and fell back to the ground.

——What can she do if she runs away now?

——If you don’t destroy the Scipio clan, what’s the point if she survives?

This Eastern Expedition was the best opportunity to regain Constantine and destroy the Scipio clan, but she messed up. In the rest of her life she could foresee, she would never see a second chance...

The conversation between the soldiers came from a distance:

"Have you heard that? There were also patients in the army of Lord Rotenberg, whose skin was dark and he died that night."

"No, I heard that more than a dozen people in the Munich lord's army were infected. The local count forced the military doctor to treat the disease with his sword, but the disease was not cured, and the military doctor himself died."

"Damn it, the sea route has been blocked now. When will we run away?"

"It seems that the lords have not started to think about this. I heard it quietly outside the tent yesterday. In just a few days, they will organize us to launch one or two attacks on Constantineer..."

"Although the attack is fierce? Constantineer has an elf-level magician!"

"Didn't you notice? Apart from that magician, the defenders on the city walls have become weaker and less and less. Now, we will definitely be surrounded by the Seven Hills Empire, but if we add more force to capture Constantinier... the situation may be rewritten!"

Ipolita raised his head suddenly.

"Hahaha... The Duke of Saxony and the others will continue to attack Constantinier... Great Apollo, have you heard it? I haven't lost yet... I haven't lost yet!"

She gritted her teeth, inserted her fingers deeply into the soil, and dragged her body toward a large stone beside her.
Chapter completed!