man of Steel!

Renn was too familiar with this feature and was a steel body that reached level five.

The Soul Eye cannot observe the elements of the Saint-level powerhouse, and cannot confirm the level of Batula's steel body, and may have advanced to the legendary element Platinum Holy Body!

Moreover, Batula's power is above level 15.

Renn secretly commented in his heart that he is worthy of being the highest-level iron guard in the world, a holy-level steel knight, and is extremely powerful.

Faced with this kind of iron turtle with amazing defense, even the Holy Soul Wizard will find it very difficult.

Batula noticed Renn's gaze and looked back. Her eyes paused on Renn, and nodded slightly and showed a kind smile, but she didn't say anything.

There was no fluctuation on Renne's face.

The Eye of Soul sensed Batula's hostility towards him, and the smile on his face was just a disguise.

Behind the Black Front Cavalry in Batula was a barbarian army, who were the private armed forces of Hets, the governor of Sulanye Province. The Sulanye Province borders the Sain Plateau and often deals with barbarians on the plateau. It is not surprising that Hets built a barbarian army.

After that, more than a dozen extraordinary legions passed through the portal and climbed to the floating city.

They belonged to the private armed forces of the Imperial nobles and the Imperial parliamentarians, and they both signed up for the consul's election and joined the revenge operation.

The scale and strength of these extraordinary legions are far inferior to that of the Imperial Army, with a maximum of only one or two thousand people, and at least two or three hundred, but they all have their own characteristics and advantages.

Viscount Stoind of Modu also sent a 500-man griffon knight, which was extremely eye-catching among more than a dozen private armed forces, second only to Batula's black-front Iron Cavalry.

After Villion made the griffin knight land, he came to the stage to pay homage to the Holy Soul Wizard.

"Ren."

Verrien is very familiar with Rennes. He has been very energetic since he was promoted to Sword Saint last year. However, when he saw Rennes, he looked helpless and whispered: "If I had known that you were going to run for the consul, I would have quit and not wasting this thought."

Renn patted his shoulder and smiled, "You're not losing anything anyway."

“This is hard to say.”

Villion shook his head, searching for a circle on the Eight Leaf Square, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where is your legion, why didn't you see it?"

At this time, nearly 80,000 people had gathered in the square, half of which were imperial troops and half of which were noble private troops.

There are not many extraordinary people coming out of the portal.

Although Villion lowered his voice, everyone on the platform was at least a legendary person and heard his words. They were also very curious why Rennes's legion had not arrived yet, and the scheduled departure time was almost here, so it was impossible for so many people to wait.

"They're here soon," Rein replied.

"That's good, you'll be late if you're a little later." Verrien nodded. He had seen the Extreme War and the Knights of the Holy Lances. He knew their strength and asked casually: "How many people do you bring this time?"

Renn smiled and said, "One hundred."

"One hundred?"

Villion thought he had heard it wrong. Even the smallest legion in the square had two or three hundred people. How could Renn compete with others if he only brought one hundred people?

The Duke of Grey Eagle turned around.

He thought that Rennes had made a deal with him and decided to take the next consul, so he was ready to paddle. He did not do his best in the battle and reduce the loss of the army. He felt a little dissatisfied.

He frowned and said, "Ren, if you intend to avoid the war, I will disqualify you from running for the consul."

Some of the campaigners couldn't help but show joy on their faces.

Rennes is the most powerful contender for the consul. If he is disqualified from the election, his chances of winning will be greatly increased.

Otiluk, Batula, Lindian, Chaenni and others were calm on the surface, but their attention was all concentrated.

Renn heard what Tim Kennan meant that he was not good at revenge and could not win the vote of the Imperial Parliament. The agreement between the two sides did not count, and it was his own responsibility and had nothing to do with the other party.

"Duke, I have no intention of avoiding war..." Rennes suddenly stopped halfway and looked up at the horizon in the distance.

"My legion has arrived."
Chapter completed!