Cuchurin quickly said: "Veretta has been cursed to worsen the wound. Lord Lord needs a magister-level purification technique to expel it."
"Jadu! Tokins!" Aslan yelled.
Tokins and Jato rushed over.
The two quickly purged Veretta's wound curse, and at the same time performed a healing technique.
Aslan watched taking the blood supplement, Veretta, whose face had returned to ruddy, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Go, go and pick your wife home." Aslan said with a stern face.
Cuchurin nodded and gave an order. The remaining 500 people in the bandit group hurriedly, and the rest took the wounded and went to the East Asia company with Wiesel.
The blazing sun bandit group of Cuchurin is a bit special, mainly composed of desert elves and half elves, and many sand people are also mixed in it.
As the name suggests, the Sand people are subhumans living in the desert.
The outside of them is similar to normal humans, except that they have a tail similar to that of a lizard, and they are naturally good at controlling sand. Like the centaur and the prairie elves on the grassland, they are mutually compatible.
All the people that Berich brought out were killed, and no one could go back to report the letter. So when Cuchurin brought people to the entrance of Marata Fort, he also confused Alexandre.
"Cuchurin, did you think carefully and decided to surrender?" Matthews said with a smile on his face.
Cuchurin said with a look of disdain: "Wrong, I brought my lord to recognize the way."
After Kuchurin finished speaking, five hundred inflamed bombs fell from the sky.
A simple violent attack directly emptied most of the castle on Maratha Fort, and even several city walls were directly blown down.
Chrisius' face changed drastically, and he turned and ran.
No matter how stupid he was, he knew that something happened to Berish and the others, and how many magicians would it take to form such a powerful firepower.
Without saying anything, Kuchurin rushed out first, blasted through the city gate and swaggered into Maratha Fort.
Aslan looked at Maratha Fort in front of him, and a cold color flashed in his eyes. Maratha Fort had let Aslan's 10,000 expeditionary soldiers sleep here.
"You join hands! Use Meteor Fire Rain!" As soon as these words came out, everyone in Jaedo's expression changed slightly.
This is the rhythm of slaughtering the city.
"Lord Lord!" Tokins wanted to persuade, but was stopped by Wil Dillon.
"Understood! Lord Lord!"
"Everyone, let's work!" Verdillon saw the strategic location of Maratha Fort at a glance. He had already seen Aslan's eyes on the East Asian subcontinent during this period, and let Maratha Fort continue to stand here in the future. It will definitely become a bridgehead to stop the Merlot army from advancing.
Direct destruction now can also be regarded as paving the way for the future.
Cuchurin went directly to the lord's mansion to save his wife, and Tokins hung directly behind Kersius.
No matter how fast two legs run, it cannot be faster than flying.
Chrisius was almost beaten and crying.
Tokins' random attacks couldn't break Chrisius' vindictive shield at all, so he deliberately hung him from a distance and drove him away.
Chrisius tried to go back several times desperately, but was bombarded by a fire bomb.
"Who on earth are you?" Matthews roared angrily.
"Humph!" Aslan cleared his throat, and then the magic sound transmission spread throughout the Maratha Fort.
"I am the lord of the Merlot region in Mellocks, the Kingdom of Cleveland, Marquis Aslan Sara. I am here today to punish some people who try to provoke my Merlot region. Twenty minutes later, we will directly use magic. Covering the entire Maratha Fort, destroying Maratha Fort as punishment, hope that the people who heard this call can evacuate within 20 minutes, or they are killed, it will only be bad luck for you."
When the other party finished talking about destroying the entire Maratha Fort, it took their family three generations to build the fortress.
"Master Marquis, if you have something to say, this is a misunderstanding. I am willing to pay out all my property as compensation." Matthews shouted loudly.
Tokins also stopped chasing briefly.
But the response to Chrisius was a demon-breaking bullet, which shot directly into the head.
"I'm not short of money!" Aslan finally made a voice, and the Aviation Magic Brigade began to clean up the large buildings and relatively sturdy buildings in the city.
Because those buildings cannot be destroyed by meteor fire.
For a time, explosions continued throughout Marata Fort.
Elsa was rescued from the castle by Cuchurin, and she looked at the explosion of Maratha Fort with a dazed expression on her face.
"Kuchulin, did you bring the entire desert elves?" Elsa asked blankly.
Cuchurin shook his head.
"I'm just a small tribe in the ethnic group. That is the rescue sent by the lord I swore allegiance to it."
Elsa was completely confused.
Is a region lord so strong?
Chrisius is also considered the lord of the Pune area, although he is only the number two, but he deserves to be the first lord in strength.
But the lord who was still in Cú Chulainn was unable to fight back.
The most important thing is that Lord Aslan will destroy the city. What a cruel man this is!
"Cuchurin, let's run away!" Elsa had just finished speaking, and the sky was already surging with flame clouds.
A large number of people and nobles are thinking about the influx of Maratha Fort, and even large-scale stampede incidents.
Aslan flew slowly with Medoria.
"Cuchurin, your wife is not bad! No wonder you keep thinking about it."
Faced with Aslan's teasing, Cuchurin smiled helplessly.
"Lord Lord! You are kidding me again."
"Haha!" Aslan patted Cuchurin on the shoulder.
"It's okay!"
Aslan said to Medoria, Medoria nodded, and flew towards the lord's mansion.
"Lord Lord! The main wealth of the Marata family is hidden in the Maxim Federal Commercial Bank, and even the merchant bank card is with his daughter. There is only a small amount of wealth in the Lord's Mansion, mainly materials and food, all concentrated in the Lord In the warehouse area at the back of the mansion, the money vault is under the middle of the warehouse." Elsa said suddenly.
Aslan nodded appreciatively.
This is a smart woman.
Medoria knew, speeding up and flying away. Twenty minutes passed quickly. Even Aslan had to throw the grain and grass into the magic space by himself. In the end, all the grain and grass that could not fit in were moved away by gravity.
No matter how severe the famine outside is, even people cannibalism are no exception.
The warehouses of the nobles were filled with a large amount of grain, enough to feed hundreds of thousands of people for two to three years.
Such a big movement in Maratha Fort can't hide it from the nearest main city of Pune.
When the chief military officer of the main city of Pune led people, the entire Maratha Fort had been plunged into a raging fire.