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The magic power has reached the level of stage seven.

"Haha, even if that happens, he can't escape. No one can escape from the king's clutches. I'm looking forward to how he will beg for mercy from me. I'm going to tear that arrogant face apart."

The skinny old man who looks like a mummy is Duke Mandela.

In charge of four cities, the family has a history of 800 years.

The magic power has reached the level of stage seven.

"I am more concerned about how much we can gain next. The family of a mere earl of Lafayette doesn't have much money, but the Thor family is a thousand-year-old noble family. They must have a lot of wealth."

The man wearing more than thirty diamond rings with various gemstones on his ten fingers and a mouthful of gold teeth is Duke Nichols.

In charge of five cities, the family has a history of three hundred years.

The magic power has reached the level of stage seven.

"What a bunch of idiots! Lafayette and all the property are useless! The succubus of the Thor family has gone through dozens of generations of bloodline improvement and optimization. The elf hybrids in Oakland City have gathered quite a lot of good stuff. These women are the best property. I want them to help me continue and expand the family."

The one who looks no more than thirty years old and has the youngest face is Duke Christian.

In charge of four cities, the family has a history of six hundred years.

The magic power has reached the level of stage seven.

"Five privy councilors, we are about to approach the sky above Duke Lea's territory. We still have about thirty minutes to arrive. Do we need to send out our men to conduct reconnaissance and be on guard?"

At this time, a man in black uniform walked in.

He was the captain of this empty ship, sent by the king to accompany the lords and dukes.

The captain interrupted the conversation of the five nobles, which made the five nobles very dissatisfied.

"No need! Zaruer, who do you think we are? We are lords and dukes. We all possess the seventh stage of magic power. What do we need to be afraid of? Even if the Valkyries of the Templar Church come, they can't do anything to us!"

Every time the obese Duke Grima spoke, his fat would tremble, like a mountain of flesh shaking.

"That's right! If it's the Valkyrie that comes, I'd like to have a taste of the Valkyrie."

The youngest Duke Christian smiled with interest.

"Vulgar, what's so good about women? Only gold and gems are eternal."

Duke Nichols, with his gold teeth, looked with disdain at Duke Christian, who was obsessed with women at a young age.

"I don't care. I only care about whether I can kill Count Lafitte. I want to tear off the skin of that face! How dare a mere count disrespect me, the Duke."

The mummy-like Duke Mandela's eyes were full of viciousness.

"Haha, old man, are you still holding a grudge against Count Lafitte for rejecting your invitation to the dinner party? Forget it. Everyone knows that you like men. You can't hold a grudge against Count Lafitte just because he rejected your love."

Duke Seamus took a sip of the red wine in front of him, and the valley on his chest that was inadvertently exposed instantly attracted the attention of the young Duke Christian.

"Shut up bitch! Don't think we don't know how you became a Duke!"

Duke Mandela's face turned red instantly after his sore spot was touched, and he pointed his skinny fingers at Duke Seamus viciously.

"Well, Duke Mandela, I think Ms. Seamus is right. You have no idea about the beauty of women. Why don't you try the half-elf beauties I have? They will definitely make you feel good. If that doesn't work, I also have half-elf men there."

The young Duke Christian tried to calm the quarrel, but his words obviously had no effect.

"Shut up, you little brat. I don't need you to meddle in my affairs! Humph, I only need Lafayette, and I'll leave the rest to you."

Duke Mandela's words caused the other four dukes to raise their brows and become interested.

"Then I only want Duke Liya, the Priestess Weilin, and all the succubi and elf-half women."

Duke Christian put forward his request in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

"I just need gold and gems."

Duke Nichols showed off his glittering gold teeth.

"I want the tree of life, so that I can have the same beauty and longevity as the elf half-bloods."

Duke Seamos gently stroked his fair cheek and expressed his wish with great anticipation.

"Hahahaha, then I'll take their territory. The king said that as long as we can capture Lafayette's son and make Duke Liya and Priest Weilin surrender, we can deal with the spoils as we please."

The three hundred pound Duke Grima began to breathe heavily and express uncontrollable excitement as he became excited.

At this moment, the five grand dukes had not yet met Blacklet, and had already begun discussing how to divide the next spoils.

Looking at the five great nobles who ignored him, the man in black uniform shrugged his shoulders.

The next moment, there was a loud "boom" and the airship shook violently.

Then a bright red light flew past everyone's eyes and pierced the mouth of the young Duke Christian.

The tip of the spear pierced his mouth. Duke Christian was not dead at this time, so he naturally let out a miserable cry.

"It's an enemy attack, my Lords."

Zaruer, the man in black uniform, reported to the five lords and dukes in front of him with a smile.

At this moment, the panicked nobles did not notice that a goat-shaped Command Seal appeared on the back of Zaruel's hand.

The goat with seven eyes exuded an ominous aura.

Chapter 206: Hunting Duke Game

"Did you hit it?"

The Valkyrie Annaleidia lay on Blacklight's shoulder, looking at the huge and luxurious airship in front of her that looked like the Titanic.

"Yes, I got one point."

Heilite smiled brightly and gave a thumbs up.

"I am coming too."

Anaretia raised her eyebrows, and her competitive spirit was aroused, so she immediately summoned her Valkyrie spear.

Gripping her Valkyrie Spear tightly, Annaretia threw the Valkyrie Spear at the airship in front of her.

Then, as expected, the airship activated its protective magic.

However, the protective magic was unable to withstand the spear thrown by the Valkyrie, and it was pierced and shattered before it could even delay for a second.

Only a scream was heard from the airship, and the Valkyrie Annaletia put her hands in front of her brow and looked at the airship.

"Well, mine hit him too. It hit his neck."

"Will he die then? Hey, Anaretia, I told you to try not to kill him."

Blacklett glanced at the burgundy-haired Valkyrie with a complaining look, then stretched out his hand.

Then a red light flew out from the airship in front, and the blood-red "Holy Spear" appeared in Blacklett's hand.

Annaletia ignored Blacklet's complaints. She excitedly summoned a new Valkyrie spear and handed it to Leah beside her.

"Liya, do you want to give it a try? Why don't you come and finish off the lord before he dies? He just said he wants to take you as a trophy."

Facing the Valkyrie spear handed to her by Annaletia, Leah shook her head and picked up the whip in her hand.

"No, I'll whip his corpse when he dies."

“Hahahaha, that’s fine!”

Anaretia found Leah more pleasing to the eye.

The two violent people seemed to have found a common topic.

"Mr. Reverend, what should we do next? Should we go straight up?"

Heatherly was not wearing the Valkyrie armor like Blacklet, Annaletia, and Alexia, nor did she have Leah's succubus wings.

But what appeared behind Heatherly was the shadow of the Goddess of the Holy Seal.

"Go up? No, let's fight and smash things first and then go up. There are five lords and dukes in here. One has just died. There are four left. It's probably enough to leave two alive."

With just one word, Heilite decided the fate of those lords and dukes.

After saying that, Hei Lai Te waved his hand.

The bright red holy spear flew out again, and a big hole was once again torn open on the huge airship.

Soon, an old man's angry curse was heard from the cabin of the airship.

Not to mention slaughtering the pig, even if you stabbed the pig a few times at this time, it would scream.

"Level six magic, firestorm!"

"Level six magic, thunderous roar!"

"Level 6 magic, Wind Prison!"

"Level six magic, dark seizure!"

Flames, lightning, wind blades, and black shadows all attacked Black Light and others in the air.

Heatherly raised her hand and added protection and recovery to Blacklett.

Faced with such a magical attack, Leah's whip made a crisp whipping sound in the air, and a magic spell appeared in front of her.

"In the name of the lord, magic controls!"

A huge amount of magic power instantly gushed out from the magic command spell. Bathed in such magic power, the succubus wings behind Leah instantly grew several times larger.

Leah raised her crimson eyes to stare at the magic in front of her and uttered two words coldly.

"disappear."

The magic is gone.

The magic that was overwhelming just now disappeared silently.

Looking at this scene, the lords and dukes standing on the balcony of the airship were shocked, but they quickly adjusted themselves.

"Asshole! Do you know what you are doing? You are rebelling against the king! You are going to war with the five of us Lords and Dukes!"

Duke Mandela, with Blacklet's bright red holy spear still stuck in his belly, grinned and spoke harshly.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Blacklet nodded, then raised his hand towards the scarlet holy spear.