Is this cheat code from Bika? Just do it!

Are they the Grek cavalry from the Elden Ring?

Link, however, remembers it vividly.

After all, in the game, when the player's character emerges from the catacombs and heads to light a bonfire outside Stoneville, they encounter forces belonging to Grek.

That was an almost unavoidable encounter.

Three hundred cavalrymen is not bad; at least I have a core group that I can completely trust.

Link then looked at the last two worlds...

[Congratulations! You have extracted the combat ability of Sterula from the doujinshi world "Big-Breasted Female Warrior Dogeza Hypnotic"!]

Combat ability?

In an instant, Link felt as if he had inexhaustible power within his body.

If I remember correctly, the manga "Big-Breasted Female Warrior Dogeza Hypnosis" was adapted into an anime, and it was produced by Lei Huojian.

Stella is the red-haired female swordsman, and her identity seems to be that of the strongest female warrior in the arena, ranked number one.

No wonder.

It's a pity, if only I could get Stella herself.

Who wouldn't love a sexy female warrior?

Link sighed and turned his gaze to the last book world.

To date, the top-tier draw opportunity has not been triggered.

In "Red-Haired Demon God", what is the most supreme thing?

Could it be the Demon-Slaying Armor?

[Ding! Top-tier draw opportunity triggered!]

[Congratulations! You have drawn Agnes from the world of "The Red-Haired Demon God"!]

Damn it! ?

3. Grik Cavalry

Link's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape, his face filled with disbelief.

The feeling of surprise and joy in my heart surged forth like a tidal wave.

Agnes!?

Now we're invincible!?

"With Agnes and those 300 Grek cavalrymen here, why bother thinking of any plan to deal with Orlando!"

Link gave a cold snort. He had originally been thinking that he should first find out Orlando's crimes so that killing him would be more convincing to the public.

Now, all of this is no longer necessary!

Simply because Agnes is there!

Power is the reason he can do whatever he wants!

......

A light drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky.

The rain fell incessantly, like a carefully woven silk veil, slowly descending from the overcast sky.

Although the rain seemed gentle, in this cold weather it was like invisible blades, ruthlessly cutting through the muddy ground.

blah blah blah!

The rapid sound of horses' hooves came from the depths of the rain.

Elite cavalrymen, clad in exquisite armor and cloaks, moved like beasts freed from their cages, rampaging through the beaded rain amidst the astonished gazes of passersby. Their hooves scattered raindrops wherever they went.

"Stop!"

Link, riding his chainmail warhorse, extended his right hand in a gesture.

At the end of the road, that luxurious mansion was Orlando's residence.

Upon hearing the order, the team, which had been speeding through the rain, suddenly stopped.

Their skillful horsemanship ensured that the entire process proceeded without any mishaps. Occasionally, the neighing of warhorses could be heard, as they endured the falling cold raindrops.

"Lord Link, there's trouble ahead!"

A cold gaze tore through the rain like a sharp blade, and the deep voice of a Grik cavalryman beside him rang in his ears.

Upon hearing this, Link gently lifted his cloak and looked up at the continuous rain.

"Rackets, prepare!" Link raised his hand slightly, his tone firm.

Sonorous!

The movements were clean and swift; the sharp lance, like a bolt of lightning, pierced through the rain, revealing a cold, clear light.

Beneath the masks were the cold, ruthless eyes of the crowd, and the pervasive murderous aura seemed to freeze even the drizzle.

"Lord City Lord, I don't think I've offended you in any way. What's going on here?"

The person walking towards them was Orlando, who still had a fawning smile on his face.

Besides him, there were fifty or sixty cavalrymen he had raised, closely following behind him.

"Orlando, enough of the high-sounding words. I sentence you to death for embezzlement, bribery, and treason! Execute immediately!"

"Hmph! What utterly arrogant words!"

Upon hearing Link's words, the fawning smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a look filled with malice and jealousy.

Now that things had come to this, Orlando stopped pretending and revealed all the malice in his heart.

He snorted coldly and said, "I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have such an elite cavalry force hidden away. But don't think I'll surrender so easily! Today, even if Commander Lina were here, she wouldn't be able to stop me! Frank! Let this useless lord see the power of your Golden Knights!"

Having said that, Orlando rode his horse back a step.

The armored knight who had been beside him rode up to the front of the group. Wisps of pale blue battle aura swirled around him, emanating a mysterious and powerful aura.

He raised his longsword and shouted, "Brothers! Follow me! Kill!"

The rapid sound of horses' hooves drowned out the rain, echoing like muffled thunder through the deserted street.

A column of fifty or sixty private soldiers surged forth from the end of the road like a black torrent. The longswords in their hands gleamed coldly, like the scythe of death, wielding their butcher's blades at Link.

Link sat astride his white steed and casually snapped his fingers. The sound was crisp and resonant, like a battle horn.

"Agnes, take care of them!"

Sonorous!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a red figure wielding a giant axe suddenly rushed out from nearby!

She moved with incredible agility and speed, like a black lightning bolt streaking across the sky. Her long red hair danced in the cold wind, like a flame burning in the air, fiery and dazzling.

Click! Click!

Ahead, Agnes, dressed in a black bodysuit, perfectly accentuated her graceful figure. Her long, fiery red hair danced in the wind, making her look like a fierce lioness, full of wildness and allure.

She stood alone in front of the oncoming private army, holding a huge black axe. Her cold and beautiful face held a disdainful gaze that stared directly at Frank at the front!

No need for suppression, no need for control, the battlefield is her destiny!

She seemed born to fight. On the battlefield, she was an invincible war goddess.

"die!"

Its domineering and unparalleled aura soared into the sky, as if it would tear the gloomy sky apart!

Agnes vanished from her spot in an instant, leaving behind only a shallow, cracked pit—a mark of her immense power.

In the next instant, she appeared directly above Frank, her massive black axe slashing down towards Frank's face!

4. Leader Lina

The speed was so fast that people had no time to react.

"Damn it! That's fast! How could this be—!"

Frank cried out in alarm, his eyes filled with surprise and unease.

He brandished his longsword, gathering his fighting spirit in an attempt to block Agnes's attack.

But the massive black battle axe that swung down seemed to cleave the Milky Way, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

His instinctive unease was now being fully confirmed.

In an instant, Frank's gathered fighting spirit was shattered. His longsword was severed, its sharp blade as fragile as paper, utterly vulnerable.

Then, the black giant axe shattered Frank's helmet, splitting Frank and his warhorse in two!

Blood and organs splattered like a burst dam, turning the surrounding earth crimson.

Brutal! Bloody!

But it was decisive and efficient, without any hesitation!

This is Agnes's fighting style.

She never gives her enemies a chance to breathe; every move she makes is aimed at killing them instantly.

Limbs and blood splattered everywhere, like a shocking downpour of blood.

Agnes stood proudly amidst it, without flinching, letting the scalding blood cascade over her body.

There was no trace of pity or fear in her eyes, only endless coldness and murderous intent surging within.

Agnes is the undisputed heroine of the game "Red-Haired Demon God" and a renowned female warrior in the world of eroge.

As the Demon-Slaying General of Eleguroa, legend has it that she wears divine armor and can single-handedly reduce hordes of demons to ashes. No matter how weak a nation is, as long as she is present, it is enough to rival the great powers.

In her eyes, these enemies before her were not even worthy of making her use even a tenth of her strength!

At first, Link thought he would draw the Demon Slayer Armor, and now that he thinks about it, it's true. Only Agnes can be considered the most top-tier character in the "Red-Haired Demon God" series!

"Victory is just ahead! Charge into battle with me!"

On the battlefield, the shouts of battle were deafening, piercing the sky.

Link's eyes were like torches. The instant Frank died, he suddenly drew the gleaming knight's sword from his waist, raised his arm high, and roared hoarsely.

That sound, as if containing boundless power, pierced through the clamor of the battlefield and reached the depths of every soldier's heart.

Frank's death was like a bombshell, sending shockwaves through the enemy ranks and instantly dealing a heavy blow to their morale.

Agnes, like a goddess of war descending upon the world, caused the morale of her side to soar like a rocket to its peak.

As Link shouted and charged, the cavalry behind him surged forward like tigers descending from the mountains, closely following in Link's footsteps, fighting side by side without fear on this cruel and merciless battlefield.

The fighting prowess of the Grek cavalry was no exaggeration. They galloped on horseback with unstoppable momentum, and with each swing of their weapons, their attacks were as powerful as a tidal wave.

Those sharp spears, like the scythe of death, mercilessly reaped the lives of Orlando's private soldiers.

The three hundred Grik cavalrymen that Link summoned were undoubtedly the elite of the elite.

The spears and knight's swords, in their hands, seemed to come alive; with each swing, they could take a life.

The enemy trembled, bled, and fell at their feet; the horrific scene was too gruesome to bear.

However, they had no pity for Link, their new king, and only loyalty to him.

"Drink!"

Agnes was like an enraged lioness, wielding her enormous battle axe, wantonly ravaging, mercilessly trampling, and utterly crushing her enemies.

The black battle axe exuded a chilling and intimidating aura.

Each swing leaves a deep trench in the ground, leaving behind a trail of blood and glory.

Souls trembled under her axe, as if surrendering to this terrifying power.