The First Order
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Going by common sense, if 70% of the clan’s sorcerers had gathered at the manor, the enemy would definitely avoid coming here.

Under such circumstances, even the patriarchs of the House of Tudor or the House of Norman might not be so arrogant as to attack the place personally, much less two fanatics.

Therefore, the Winston family’s patriarch naturally wanted everyone to think of a way to surround the trespassers and not let them escape.

The Winston family’s patriarch must have thought there was nothing wrong with his words. But now, when he heard the aggressive whistle of the steam locomotive, he suddenly felt like he had been surrounded by the enemy instead.

“Clear the way! Get ready for battle!” The Winston family’s patriarch roared, “Knights, set up roadblocks! Junior sorcerers, stand behind us!”

As he spoke, everyone could vaguely see the steam locomotive appearing at the end of the long path through the manor’s main gate. When the patriarch of the Winston family saw the train, he was a little puzzled. How did something like that appear in the Kingdom of Sorcerers?

The magus order had placed a lockdown on knowledge after The Cataclysm. They firmly believed that the less knowledge the residents had, the easier it would be to manage them. However, they would not go as far as to fool themselves. Therefore, most of the sorcerer clans still retained some information from before The Cataclysm. For example, the patriarch of the Winston family had seen old photos of trains and information about them in his home.

Common folk in the Kingdom of Sorcerers might not know what a train was anymore, but the Winston family’s patriarch did.

When he saw that ”steel monster,” he could only wonder how the enemy had driven the train into the kingdom!

However, there was no time to think too much. The first steam locomotive arrived in an instant. The patriarch exchanged glances with Archmage Abel and Archmage Alston and started chanting.

When the archmages recited their incantations, they did so with a strange rhythm. The mysterious chanting sounded like opera.

A moment later, dozens of flaming birds with golden wings flew out in front of the three of them. The temperature suddenly rose, and the Knights of the Hymn felt a heatwave coming at them. There was even a burnt smell coming from their eyebrows and hair.

But even before their incantations ended, the flaming birds materialized further in midair and turned into strange, hawk-faced flaming birds with human bodies. When they spread their arms, their huge feathered wings spanned three meters across.

The name of the spell was Garuda. In legends, the Garuda was a celestial mount.

Every sorcerer clan had exclusive spells of their own. This was the foundation they relied on to gain a foothold in the magus order. Under normal circumstances, the power of exclusive spells would almost determine the status of a clan in the magus order—it was one of the important considerations.

The Garuda spell was extremely explosive. When they collided with the enemy, the enemy would probably get burned before they could even make a move.

By right, the House of Winston should have become a top-tier clan like the Berkeleys. But over the years, their Flaming Garuda spell had always been restrained by the Tudor family’s Ice Rend spell, to the point of being suppressed by the Tudor family until they could not even lift their heads.

This was also one of the important reasons why the House of Winston was allied with the House of Berkeley.

At this moment, one by one, the Garudas’ wings fluttered as they dived at the steam locomotive in front. Wang Congyang was left dumbfounded by what he saw from inside the train.

In that instant, he controlled the steam locomotive and made an abrupt turn. When the front of the train turned, the carriages behind swerved like a divine dragon swinging its tail.

The entire five-car train started drifting horizontally across the ground, and the train’s metal wheels even produced huge sparks as they scraped against the ground.

Ren Xiaosu lamented it from the back. This really was a thrilling, high-speed chase.

As the train’s body drifted, Wang Congyang managed to dodge the attacks of the dozens of Garudas.

Time seemed to slow down. The Winston family members watched in shock as the steam locomotive’s body moved horizontally towards them.

When the Winston family’s patriarch saw Wang Congyang, who was at the front of the train, approaching closer and closer, he sneered and made the Garudas fly back towards him.

However, he was a little puzzled. The person on the train opened his mouth like he wanted to say something to him.

“Pa-tooey!”

A mouthful of phlegm suddenly flew through the air for seven or eight meters. It headed straight at the head of the House of Winston with the inertia of the steam locomotive!

The Winston family’s patriarch was confused.

Fortunately, his steward was no weakling either. Before the spit could hit the patriarch, his steward had already moved in front of him.

Immediately after, Wang Congyang accelerated. It was like he was cornering sharply in a race car as he sped west.

The Winston family’s patriarch angrily pushed away his steward in front of him, just in time to see Ren Xiaosu looking straight at him through the other steam locomotive’s window.

There were nearly a 100 meters between them.

Half of Ren Xiaosu’s face was shrouded in the shadow of his hood, but the Winston family’s patriarch could still feel the other party mocking him silently.

“Kill them!” the Winston family’s patriarch roared.

Wang Congyang’s steam locomotive had very few carriages. Since a smaller car was easier to turn, it would be harder for Ren Xiaosu to avoid the Garudas’ attack.

But fortunately, Ren Xiaosu did not intend to dodge at all.

The steam locomotive accelerated crazily. This was a battle between the kingdom’s sorcery and the superpowers of the Central Plains.

Between the steam locomotive and the Flaming Garudas, which was more powerful? An RPG was more powerful, of course.

Wang Congyang, who had already evacuated from the main battlefield, turned around hoping to see how Ren Xiaosu would deal with the sorcerer clan. However, he saw the other party taking out an RPG from somewhere and holding the launcher right out of the train window. Then he pulled the trigger for the Winston family’s patriarch!

Wang Congyang was shocked. What a fucking ruthless person!

The launched charge spun out with a long trail of smoke behind it. Meanwhile, the Winston family’s patriarch recited a short incantation, and a circular flame aura burst outwards with him at its center.

The RPG exploded the moment it made contact with the flame aura, the shockwave sending the surrounding Knights of the Hymn flying backwards.

However, the Winston family’s patriarch was not affected. He was protected by a thin layer of the flame aura, which not even the shattered shrapnel could penetrate.

Ren Xiaosu silently praised it. The sorcerers here were indeed quite skilled. It was no wonder they could trouble the Northwest in the past.

It seemed like he had to be more cautious in the future. He could not always judge the sorcerers of the entire magus order based on Mel’s strength.

A second later, Ren Xiaosu allowed the Garudas to charge at the steam locomotive freely.

The white-masked Old Xu did not bother with these Garudas. Instead, it crouched slightly and sprang airborne from the front of the train at such a fast speed it looked like an apparition.

The Winston family’s patriarch instinctively looked up. The dark shadow above enshrouded his figure as Old Xu raised the black saber and slashed downwards.

The protective flame aura on the Winston family’s patriarch suddenly cracked like an eggshell. In the face of the black saber, nothing in the world could claim it was impenetrable!

In the blink of an eye, Ren Xiaosu dispelled the steam locomotive as well. Using its inertia, he flew forward like a cannonball. Before he landed, the nanomachines in his body formed into extremely powerful armor in the most visually stunning of ways.

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