Reincarnated Lord: I can upgrade everything!-Chapter 336: Adeptus Paladins

Swoosh! Boom!

The slight tremor almost distablizing him. The Elden ore burst into golden white light, its parts zipping past him at supersonic speed!

In a blink of an eye, the massive Elden ore was gone, leaving a huge hole in the middle of the caravan.

Seeing this, Asher turned and raced out of the cave. His eyes locked on the golden beams connecting the earth to the clouds!

He ran to the open field at what could be considered the front of the mountain and found all the Dothanites looking at the horizon where the paladins were.

Two hundred golden beams, the size of a pillar that couldn’t be wrapped around by three grown adults could be seen in their place.

A fierce gale blew outward, uprooting trees and sending waves after waves of dust and sand towards the Dothanites.

Asher covered his eyes while taking firm steps forward.

By the time he took his twelfth step, the golden beams vanished causing him to lower his hand.

Blinking, he stared at the golden reflection closing in on him.

When it came close, his eyes widened at the sight of the Adeptus Paladins!

Each of them clad in golden armour, several layers thick with deep lines running across the frame of the sharp edged contours of their pauldrons.

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The same lines could be spotted on their chest plate, vambraces and boots. Heavily clad in thick metal, with helmets that had an anchor shaped crest above with another fan shaped crest above it.

It went over the anchor shaped crest, making their intersection point look like a cross from above.

Their cloaks were bright red. It covered their right pauldron, half of their chest plate and was pinned by a black brooch with a golden edge.

The brooch had the emblem of a howling white wolf.

Around their waist was another cloth. Red in colour and short. Their helmet was beautifully smooth, clearly done by a master of his craft.

It had two rectangular openings for the eyes. With no other opening on the helmet, Asher’s eyes went down to their silver hair scattered over their shoulders.

They held long glaives with ancient runes etched to the body of the gleaming blades. The shaft wasn’t silver but gold!

Asher had never seen an armour so intricate in his two lives, the first as a designer of such and the second as a lord.

These intimidating paladins had reached the level of Adeptus! A level that stated their extremely high mastery in the art of combat, iron willed devotion to their cause and years of brutal experiences forced into their brain and muscle memory.

Their centraks had 20 cm long, curved golden blades protruding out of their forehead.

Neigh!

The imposing war horses neighed, some lifting their forelimbs high before stomping the earth heavily.

These elite men, all of them were imperial-ranked clad heavily in an armor weighing several hundreds of kilogrammes and is almost impervious to blunt and sharp attacks!

"Your Lordship!"

Moses voice rang. He was at the forefront, his gaze filled with reverence toward Asher.

All 200 of them dismounted, fell on one knee, pressed their right fist against their chest and bowed their heads.

"We, the Adeptus Paladins. The lord’s glaives, tempered by battles to fulfil your will, kneel before your presence!!"

Asher’s pupils shook as he beheld 200 imperial-ranked paladins, a profession higher than that of a knight before him.

The other 100 he left in paradise and Nineveh had also received the upgrade so people over there would surely marvel at these machines of combat!

"Arise."

All 200 of the Adeptus Paladins rose as one and as Asher turned, he saw the Dothanites staring at him.

No.

The beings behind him with terror.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The aura of 200 imperials forced them to their knees one by one until all the Dothanites in sight, except Omar were on their knees!

Omar’s eyes kept trembling.

How did sacred-ranked men suddenly move two ranks higher in a blink of an eye! Something that took decades, if not centuries since many never crossed the level of sacred or even diamond!

[Congratulations Lord Asher, you have created a troop higher than the ranks of nightmare with an endless devotion for your cause. Five can defeat an ancient, 20 can hold an Exalted and 100 can stand against an Awoken One for a limited time!]

[Such a feat of rank breaking soldiers is extremely rare. Your reward is freely…]

[1) Upgrade Your BloodBlade.]

[2) Upgrade Your Grand Priestess.]

[3) Upgrade Your Pet Beast.]

Asher was stumped. Sapphira might have already broken into the imperial rank. Another upgrade would take her to the rank of ancients!

However, Nero is stuck at sacred and Sirius was at the imperial rank.

His pet beast was being left behind like his predecessors did in their time but he couldn’t allow it.

’Isn’t Sirius due for an upgrade. He helped kill and even ate a wyvern.’

[Lord Asher. I am the Lord Upgrade System but do know that I chose to do it freely back then because of your plight. I had to make sure you grow strong enough before demands would be made. Besides, those updated for a cost come out better than those that didn’t.]

Asher’s eyes narrowed.

’I see. What would it cost to upgrade Sirius, if I chose to upgrade Nero?’

[To upgrade Sirius to the Ancestor Wolf, a beast able to wield the elements of Magi force with hightened intelligence, the blood of 10,000 wolves will be required.]

Asher sighed. As of now, Sirius and Sapphira were still powerhouses but Nero was already overshadowed.

He held the position of a BloodBlade. His personal bodyguard.

Nero couldn’t be weaker than his personal army or his position would become meaningless.

’Upgrade Nero.’

Boom!

A golden pillar of light fell on the young BloodBlade. Violent ripples blasted outward continually until some minutes later.

Clink! Clink!

Nero emerged still clad in black armour but with a chainmail as waistcoat, his swords gaining a shade of blue and his helmet was completely sealed.

No opening at all!

It forced him to utilize his most powerful advantage. His Dearth Sight that allowed him to see everything at once, though without colour.

His red cloak held by a golden brooch right on his chest plate fluttered.

The aura of an imperial whipped around him. Combined with Torah’s mark and the sand serpent eye, Nero was a formidable combatant in the ranks of an imperial.

Maybe the only soldier able to defeat an Adeptus Paladin in a one on one combat!