"Four Beta?" Amy raised her head and looked around, but the surroundings were empty and there was nothing.

But the voice was indeed ringing in her mind. Amy couldn't help but shout at the air: "How do you know what I'm thinking?"

"I can hear the cry of all sinners. For I sit on the right side of the Almighty God, and judge the living and the dead."

The voice exudes love in solemnity, as if it possesses irresistible magic.

"My fire can burn all sins--if the lost Lamb confesses her sin before me."

"My fire can burn all demons to death - whether it is Loki, Ra, or Apollo."

"Why would such a god come to talk to a little maid like me?"

"Because behind you is the king of the ancient empire. The last day of judgment is approaching, and you can save the entire Seven Hills Empire."

...

...

After Ivar's death, no one could restrain Fenriel's giant wolf. It kept its saliva and rushed towards the densest place of the crowd. The first one was Ivar's troops closest to Fenriel.

Ivar's troops were torn apart by his lords one after another, fighting with Jutland's troops in the absence of unified command, and the lord's death triple-fold. Thanks to their high morale and the number of people who were obviously better than Jutland, they continued to hold on. In this case, Fenrir became the last straw that crushed them.

Under these multiple blows, Ivar's troops collapsed.

Their first thought was to run into the city of Zeland, but somehow the fire suddenly started. Ivar's troops could only turn to flee in the direction of Lorran.

Some of Jutland's soldiers began to pursue Ivar's defeated army and expand their results. The remaining Jutland's troops were staring at the unprepared city of Zeland with a fierce look.

Ella, who finally came back, saw the flames from the direction of Zeland from afar.

Her legs seemed to lose strength at once, and she knelt on the boat and muttered:

"Zealand...it's burning."

Alfred sighed from the side, "It seems we are still late."

He wanted to comfort the purple robe in front of him, but he felt that he could not speak. Ella had never urged Alfred's fleet to march, probably because he had already prepared himself.

However, the words spit out from Ella's mouth went beyond everyone's expectations: "No... it wasn't late at all."

Her words were no longer emotional, and she kept saying it in that tone, as if the gods were judging the world:

"Zeland is essentially an island surrounded by water. Whether it is back to their territory Britain or to Sweden, Ragna's territory, you must use ships and walk a variety of waterways... and we have an absolute advantage in the navy."

"There is no need to land in Zeland...Alfred, just use your fleet to completely blockade Zeland. Just trap Ivar and all his troops in Zeland."

"As long as Ivar's troops cannot continue to go north to support Ragna, our goal will be achieved. For this purpose, whether it is to trap them in Britain or in Zeland, the effect will be the same."

"That's right... our goal has been achieved. Losing a mere Zeland will have no impact on the battle situation at all."

"By the way, it is a great success to trap Ivar's army with just one Zeland? Yes...yes...we...success."

Alfred couldn't stand it anymore and shook his head and said, "Purple Robe... Look at yourself in the water?"

Ella looked into the water after hearing Alfred's words - the face that appeared on the water was distorted and covered with tears and snot.

Alfred seized the opportunity to hand over a silk handkerchief. Seeing that Ella was stunned and did not respond, he said "I'm rude" and squatted down to help Ella clean her face. But Ella shook her hand and knocked down Alfred's handkerchief.

"Knight King," she asked to herself, looking at the sea, "The crown of England is heavy, right?"

"Most of the time it's so heavy that people want to throw it off. But when I think of the clown who will be picked up after it's fallen, I don't dare to fall it."

Alfred picked up the handkerchief, patted it, and stuffed it into Ella's hand.

"Alfred, if you have no objection, just block them in Zeland according to the plan mentioned earlier... When Hestein comes back, let them pay their blood debts."

Ella's hand was tightly held - Hestein, you must win and return.

Ain Gale walked over at this moment. He stopped five steps away from Alfred and Ella and saluted.

"King, I sensed the living life in Zeland with my roar." He said to Alfred. "There are a large number of life reactions in the city of Zeland, half like a candle that is about to burn out, and half like a slightly floating Mars. This is not the life reaction that an army should have, but should be considered from the people who stay in Zeland."

"Oh? That is to say, Ivar's army did not enter Zeland?"

"Yes, there is a medium-sized unit ahead of the city of Zeland, but they have not yet entered Zeland."

"What's going on?" Alfred frowned, "Send a ship to investigate the situation at close range!"

Soon, the people sent to investigate were brought back news: the army that was not Ivar in front of Zeland should belong to the Almani Federation.

Ella stood up.

"Alfred, I'm going to go to Zeland with my troops to see the situation. If you feel dangerous, you can stay here first."

"Purple Rou, do you underestimate me too much?"

Alfred looked at Ella and ordered the fleet to land in Zealand.

Along the way, they heard a wolf howl. When they got closer, they saw the giant wolf, the size of a man. Its body was red, half blood, and half flame. The flame melted the iron and burned the arrows. It pressed a soldier under its claws and chewed another one in its mouth. Jutland's troops tried to stop it, but could not do it.

"It is a giant beast carefully nurtured with the flesh and blood of the Guardian." Ain Gael said, "Following its strength, his master is an elf-level magician! However, its master seems to have died, and its power is gradually declining. At most, the flames on its body will disappear until tomorrow."

"We can't wait for tomorrow!" Alfred frowned, "Iron Gale, can you stop it now?"

"easy."

As he said that, Ain Gale walked up to Ella and grabbed the crowbar on Ella's hand.

"Purple robe, use this thing for use."

Before Ala could let go, Ain Gael had already made a strange roar at the crowbar on Ala's hand. Ala felt the crowbar in her hand tremble violently, and she suddenly dropped her hand to the ground. At the moment it touched the ground, the giant snake seen in the Antillian cave jumped out of the crowbar!

In the eyes of Jutland's soldiers, the one who suddenly appeared on the battlefield was just an outrageous snake. However, the soldiers of the Zetian and England who had sailing experience recognized it as the poisonous Baslick at a glance. The appearance of Baslick in the sun caused their fear and made them hurriedly avoid it.

The Baslik, made by Jabir, has already had a stable nature. It is no longer afraid of sunlight, and the venom will not break down when it encounters a little heat.

Fenriel noticed Baslik, and Baslik also stared at Fenrik. The two giant beasts stared at each other, rushed up at the same time, fighting together.

The flames on Fenriel's body continued to dissolve Baslik's body, but Baslik's body was reverting again and again - one of the representative symbols of alchemy is the snake holding its tail. Alchemists believe that matter will not disappear out of thin air, but will only be transformed into different matters. As long as you master the appropriate method, matter will cycle from the head to the tail like an weebosnake, constantly returning to its original position.

And Jabir's alchemy skills have made the snake almost immortal!
Chapter completed!