Death Knight

Chapter 65: The edge of the sunrise

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With the white-hot battlefield as the center, surging hot winds blew across the entire city like a tide, even flying the banner of the imperial army several kilometers away. Before the soldiers recovered from the shock, a dazzling chain of fire shot up into the sky, like the sharpest blade, tearing apart the black night, with a bright tail flame.

"That's~! Fire Phoenix?" Mortidar, who was in charge of the command, stood up abruptly, staring at the red comet passing by under the sky with wide eyes. Although he had seen a similar scene during the First Battle of the Moon Capital, the sensitive elves always felt that it was a little different from last time.

There is no time to distinguish the difference in details. For Mortidal, the scene in front of him only means one thing-the plan to solve the end of the goddess on the ground has failed, and now the opponent has summoned a powerful mount. Forced to move into the air.

When the encirclement of the army completely failed, the only option was to wait for the leader's instructions. The elf glanced at the finger worriedly, and then, as if in response to the gesture, the mage's ring suddenly flashed a warning red light—a signal to enter the second course of action.

There was no time to explain the situation to the Riddlers, Mortidal judged so. He subconsciously pursed his lips, and then shouted loudly in Elvish language: "Start chasing, intercept that fire phoenix~!"

Just as the high-ranking knights of the empire wondered why the chief issued orders in a language they could not understand, hundreds of warriors in black robes beside the humans strode out of the formation. Then, under the gazes of mortals mixed with astonishment, confusion and fear, these human figures turned into giant dragons with wings that could cover the sky under bursts of bursts of flashes, and soared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"The support of the mage and the army can't be extended to such a high place, so I can only rely on you." The elf mage looked solemnly at the dragons rising into the night sky, and muttered, "That's right... and that person... He must also try his best to catch up in the sky."

Just as Motidal expected, Mobadi was standing on Sasi Solik's shoulders at this moment. The King of Shadow Dragons with shining eyes has abandoned his human form, and is chasing the end of the Goddess with all his wings. Although he was suppressed by the hot wind of the fire phoenix at the beginning and lost the opportunity, but as the king who controls the sky, Sasi Solik is confident that he can quickly catch up with the target.

At the same time, the supporting dragons flying from the ground quickly surrounded them from all directions. The scales of the Shadow Dragon are pure black without any luster, and they look like a shadow without any sense in the bright place, but in the night sky, this color makes them killers that cannot be caught by sight.

Hundreds of shadow dragons are like an invisible big net, mercilessly blocking the burning star in the night sky in the center. When the construction of the three-dimensional encirclement was completed, all kinds of powerful dragon art spells were shot at the head and head immediately - scattered fireballs, enhanced rainbow jets, multiple chain lightnings, cluster magic missiles, and the anti-light and shadow that Shadow Dragon is best at arrow.

For a moment, this destructive rain could even be compared in power to the swarm of fire snakes summoned by Melukidik. Not only that, but even more so in terms of accuracy—after all, not only does every shadow dragon aim to a considerable extent when gathering magic power, but most of its spells are also terrifyingly stalking.

The speed of the fire phoenix could not be fully exerted in the overlapping magic nets. Shifan could only desperately operate the mount to dodge left and right, and the few attacks were missed because he could not see the opponent. Seeing Suzy Solik approaching rapidly, the black-haired girl couldn't help but feel a chill down her back.

"Don't worry about shadow arrows and magic missiles, pay attention to the trajectory of the chain lightning, that is the position of the caster in the darkness." The young man's words sounded hoarsely from behind the girl, "The biggest shadow dragon has already bit our tail If you don't hurry up, you will be caught up by Mobadi... hurry up, Shifan..." As he spoke, his heavy breathing suddenly became messy.

"Roland?" The girl hurriedly turned her head, just in time to see the other party clutching her chest in pain.

Being pierced twice by the holy cross sword "farewell", coupled with the brutal force of tearing at high speed, even a body made of iron may not be able to bear it. Thinking of this, Shifan quickly gathered the power of life in her hands—at least to the extent of first aid—but her movements were immediately interrupted by Roland.

"Concentrate, don't be distracted in such a place~!" The young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and recovered, or at least pretended to be calm, "At the current speed, any attack is fatal, so you must Careful fine-tuning, or we're really doomed if we hit head-on."

Shifan couldn't refute, the only thing she could do was to grit her teeth and manipulate the mount with all her strength to shuttle through the web of destruction intertwined with light and darkness.

Another thick bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and dozens of bright blue branches burst out in the air. Ignoring the danger of being involved, the fire phoenix accelerated towards the night sky where magic power was gushing out, scraping the edge of the electric light, and the blade-like flame wings drew brilliant red straight lines in the darkness.

In the next moment, thick blood mist sprayed out from the shadow dragon's staggered two halves, filling the air with a damp fishy smell.

Shifan's eyes lit up, she turned her face subconsciously, and looked at Roland who was hugging her tightly: "Success~!"

"Very good." The guardian's expression relaxed for a moment, but then immediately became tense again, "If you want to open the gap now, it will be troublesome if the opponent uses all the shadow arrows."

The girl nodded vigorously.

When the shattered body of the fourth shadow dragon fell from the sky, the huge pursuers finally came to their senses. But it is too late to change tactics now, the original perfect spherical encirclement has long been pierced a gap, only a few shadow dragons wandering around the periphery can still intercept—the one directly opposite the fire phoenix is the last Opportunity.

The shadow dragon in charge of the guerrilla also understood the responsibility on his shoulders. The first time he locked the target, he immediately chanted a spell frantically. Countless anti-light and shadow arrows rushed towards the bird of fire amidst the high-pitched dragon voice.

But it's useless~! The fire phoenix not only endured his attack without fear, but also swooped over quickly - the shadow arrow is different from the chain lightning, only one can't judge the position of the caster, but now this long line of spells is clearly The landmark marks where the shadow dragon is.

The light of Lie Yan flashed across the darkness, smoothly cutting through the last interceptor, breaking through the siege of the dragons~! Breaking free from the narrow attack net of shadow arrows, the speed of the phoenix reached its limit in an instant. The tail flame swept across the edge of the sky and became a shooting star in their eyes.

However, the battle didn't end there. Maybe it meant the end for ordinary shadow dragons, but their leader—the king of shadow dragons, Sassi Solik—had no intention of giving up.

"Leader, please come to my head, between the two horns." Susi Solik said, "The speed of the other party is too fast, and it is impossible not to use all your strength. Therefore, except for the sunken position, any part of the body Attached foreign objects will greatly reduce my speed."

"I understand." Mobadi nodded, leaped to the top of the shadow dragon's head, and then fell down in the hollow of the skull cooperatively.

"Although it may not be comfortable, if something happens... this layer can be torn off at once." Suzy Solik explained succinctly. Accompanied by the deep dragon language chant, the surrounding darkness suddenly squirmed, covering the surface like water, decorating his wings, head, tail and dragon claws like clay.

This is the special ability of the shadow dragon, the art of manipulating shadows, the only way to make the body of the shadow dragon king infinitely approach the most perfect streamlined shape.

In the next moment, when the pure black outline condensed, Susi Solik let out a long cry, like a fleeting meteor passing through the clouds, shooting towards the still dazzling flame bird in the sky as if attracted.

Hurricane Griffin, Obscure Gargoyle, Platinum Pterosaur, these races all boasted in this sky at a high speed, but none of them could catch up with a single flap of the Shadow Dragon King. But today, Sasi Solik, who was faster than his voice, fell behind for the first time.

It's useless even to bless the most advanced speed-up technique and shape-setting technique... Susi Solik gritted his teeth angrily and roared unwillingly.

Why? Why can't you catch up? I've bet everything on myself, why can't I catch up~!

The streamer's golden flame and the pure black ink draw two intertwined long lines in the night sky, with huge arcs, straight sprints, sharp corners and overlapping spirals, and the tips of these two lines are still going on The ground stretches forward, as if this chase will never stop.

"Roland, please be patient again, I will speed up later." Shifan's words were resolute, "Because..."

"Because we have to fight back." Roland finished the second half of the sentence for the other party, "No problem, as long as we can beat Mobadi down, no matter what the price is, it's worth it. I will hold it tight."

"Good~!" The girl nodded.

In the next moment, a bright light suddenly exploded at the highest point of the continuous flame line under the night.

"What~!?" The Shadow Dragon King yelled in disbelief.

Under the condition of flying at supersonic speed, the fire phoenix was able to pull up from the high-speed dive, as if ignoring the resistance of the air and the strong wind pressure at all~! The big golden bird, full of light, drew a beautiful zigzag trajectory in the air, and every time it flipped at an acute angle, a dazzling spark exploded. In just the blink of an eye, Phoenix got rid of the disadvantage of being rear-ended and hovered to the top of the sky.

She wants to snipe us~! Suzy Solik suddenly came to his senses. The Shadow Dragon King quickly chanted a powerful spell, and countless bolts of lightning and shadow arrows erupted like fireworks. But... none of them hit the target in time. The meteor that was burning with sight lightly dodged all the attacks, and fell straight to the top of Suzy Solik's head.

"I'll stop it~!" Mobadi's voice overwhelmed the wind. The vampire forcefully tore off the black film covering his body, stood up and raised his sword to face the phoenix above his head, and the tip of the Holy Cross sword "Farewell" shone with a cold light.

However, even with the sharpness to cut through everything, how can the strength of both hands resist that figure that is faster than the wind

The fire phoenix is like an arrow of light falling from the sky, shooting down from the top of the sky with unstoppable momentum, piercing through the dense magic, piercing the shrouded darkness, and smashing the roaring and struggling King of Shadow Dragon~!

A cloud of blood exploded in the sky. Sasi Solik's head was cut off by the Wings of Light, and he fell to the hard ground thousands of meters below with blank, angry and unwilling eyes. Then, Mobadi, who lost his support, was swallowed up by the darkness of the night together with his cross sword.

The thrilling aerial dance ended neatly.

The Flamingo let out a satisfied cry, flapped its wings, and circled high into the sky again with the winners it carried.

After a fierce battle all night, dawn has come. Looking from the sky overlooking the land, the eastern horizon is slightly whitish. Although the sun has not yet risen, the red morning glow has already brought the reassuring warmth to the world.

"It's the sunrise. I didn't expect to see such a beautiful scene." Shifan sighed softly, his face was flushed by the rays of the sun.

"Well, I'm finally saved." Roland nodded, and turned his subtle gaze to the mount under his crotch, "Thanks to Fereldo, otherwise, the battle last night would have been over."

Really, the name of Huo Fenghuang is just a commemoration, and I am so depressed that I even eat the jealousy of the dead... This is too lacking in self-confidence. Roland sighed secretly in his heart. But... It is also an indisputable fact that they lack the power to fight against the enemy.

"Huh?" The black-haired girl showed a surprised expression, "You mean Ferrer?"

"What's wrong?" The young man was a little surprised.

"...No, it's nothing." Shi Fan's words sounded in his ear, which was very close. The girl shook her head, leaned her body comfortably in Roland's arms, and showed a reassuring smile for the first time.

"I'm too tired, let me sleep first." In that sense of comfort, Roland's consciousness gradually became blurred. After the victory in the battle, not only the body, but also the spirit completely relaxed as if the strings were broken. The massive blood loss and wounds all over his body forced him to rest, and drowsiness soon spread to the young man's whole body.

"Well, just leave it to me, please rest at ease." The girl said in a gentle voice, and added softly after the guardian closed her eyes.

"I finally understand that it won't work without Roland."

The tone of voice is so natural that it seems to be stating eternal truth.

Maybe it was a matter of course, but it has never been discovered. The girl thought, folded her hands on the young man's arms holding her, feeling the strong wind in the clear sky blowing her black hair.

By the quiet emerald lake, large white petals are flying in the air, like light feathers, and like snowflakes in the Northland. Roland didn't know where he was at the moment, but the breath coming from the depths of the white flower sea was very familiar and sad. Even for young people who are not sensitive, they can still feel it—there is deep nostalgia and longing in this land.

This, is it a dream? Roland thought, and then stepped forward carefully.

Then, another figure of himself jumped into his eyes.

Once upon a time, the Dark Eagle's eyes were always on fire, and his words were always as cold as ice. But this time something is different. That tall and lonely figure just stood silently in the snow-like sea of flowers, silently waiting for the arrival of the other party like a sculpture.

At a distance of five meters, the living stopped and the dead turned around. The two Roland Strife were gazing at each other with the long mound of clothes between them. Finally, the blond youth spoke first.

"I did it." Roland said, without showing off or being proud, and there was only reassurance in his tone.

"Well done." The other party nodded rarely, "But it's not enough. If you want to protect her from any harm, you need a stronger force."

"But how can I get it? I... or you, have really mastered Yunyao, instead of relying on the support of prayers~!" The young man clenched his fists subconsciously, with anxiety and self-blame in his words, "If If she can recover her sword skills before reincarnation, if she can reach that level, Shifan won't... "

"Abandoning all attachments." The Dark Eagle replied, "It doesn't mean anything just to choose a path. Only when you are sure that you will not regret it will you be able to truly understand the meaning of 'heart speed'."

Accompanied by those deep words, the surrounding sea of white clouds suddenly blurred.

Is he dreaming

Looking at the sleeping face of the blond man, she thought so.

Above the head is a lush tree canopy, and the warm light of the setting sun sifts through the gaps in the branches and leaves to the ground, embroidering spots like jewels one after another. Accompanied by the rustling sound of trees swaying in the breeze, the birdsong in my ears is particularly crisp and sweet. It was, without a doubt, a rather agreeable evening.

The girl moved her feet boredly.

The sunset glow dyed the entire sky red. The clouds that covered the sky flowed slowly like a stream, outlining the majestic outline of the mountains in the far south. Looks like it should be a very clear night.

Richer once taught himself the method of astrology - most of the light spots have the same nature as the sun, but because they exist in an unimaginably far away place, they appear dimmer than moonlight. However, among the stars dotting the night sky, some are not stars that actually exist in this world, but the projections of the flowing sea of thoughts.

For the prayers who remember the whole world in their hearts, they can use the changing astrology to spy on the fate that even the gods cannot grasp.

In the past, the girl only used this immature prediction to judge hostility and plan selection, but now she feels a little different.

Tonight, Shifan wants to do a horoscope for a certain person.

Because he doesn't have enough power to fight against existence beyond mortals, but he wants to protect others wholeheartedly. If, as the end of the goddess, he could not perceive the imminent danger, then this person would definitely die in front of him. Thinking of this situation, the girl felt a sense of uneasiness that could not be ignored.

However, prayer is a manifestation of will as the source of movement, so if you don't hold a close to neutral attitude when using it in prophecy, the expectations hidden in your heart will distort the observation, and the results you get will be useless. significance. Knowing this and still planning to do astrology, it doesn't look like me at all.

Ke Shifan was still waiting for the night to fall.

"It doesn't matter, first find out the location in this forest that is suitable for stargazing." Even if it doesn't make sense, it doesn't matter, at least it's better than doing nothing—the black-haired girl told herself.

While she was observing the surrounding forest thoughtfully, the young man opened his eyes.

Like a spring being touched, Shifan's body tensed in an instant.

"Are you awake?" He asked cautiously.

"En." The blond swordsman blinked blankly before waking up, "I had a good dream this time."

It was the third time that the black-haired, blue-eyed iceberg beauty looked at her sleeping face like this, and when she woke up, she greeted her faintly. Roland couldn't help but peeked at the fifteen-year-old prayer man - he was sitting beside him, looking at him seriously.

"How does your body feel now?" the girl asked.

"The wound has almost healed, so don't worry." Roland shook his arm. Although his body and mind were empty, the pain that had torn his whole body disappeared together with the wound. "I slept all night." ah."

"It was two full days and three nights." The other party corrected him as a matter of course.

"Two days and three nights~!?" The young man was startled.

"How could the wound pierced by that sword heal in just one night? It would take a whole day just to neutralize the remaining power of prayer." Shifan frowned impatiently , "It's too careless to think that the holy light technique is omnipotent now."

Although the other party couldn't help showing a preaching look, Roland immediately understood - since the end of the battle, the girl in front of him has been taking care of him silently.

"What about your injury? Have you had a good rest?" Ignoring the other party's accusation, the young man asked, "Compared to me, Shifan, you yourself are working harder? Do you want to sleep?"

"It's nothing. Compared with Roland, mine was only slightly injured." The girl shook her head, "And it's not like I haven't rested all the time. I summoned the wind element to alert the surrounding area, and I've already slept through it."

"Xiao Mei?" The young man interrupted the other party dissatisfied. "Anyway, I've had enough sleep. Let me be on guard now." frost mourning.

However, Roland's intention was not achieved - the petite healer didn't seem to intend to stand by and watch, but directly ordered the wind element to push him back.

"Shifan..." Roland smiled wryly, with a helpless expression.

"Didn't you do this before? There was no prayer support at that time." Shi Fan was unmoved, "Although I am not in the best condition now, it is not a serious problem until your body recovers." , It’s only natural to guard like this.”

It may seem like a long speech, but in fact it doesn't make any sense, it's just pure willfulness. But the uneasy waves in the girl's eyes forced Roland to swallow the rebuttal.

"That's good, but after I recover, you must rest well." The guardian of the end finally compromised.

"kindness."

As the sun sets, the moon quietly climbs up the branches and sprinkles a piece of icy and pure silver.

Although the whole body is still bound by the feeling of powerlessness, it is impossible to sleep again—not to mention that I have been in a coma for two full days and three nights—when there is such a black-haired and blue-eyed beauty by my side, who is there to take care of him? What man in his right mind would want to surrender his consciousness to sleep

Being next to a girl who can smell the fragrance of hair, doing nothing but staring blankly at each other, such a situation has never happened before.

Bright white fingers, slender shoulders. It doesn't look like a prayer man who can destroy a magic city at all, on the contrary it makes people feel very pitiful. However, she used this slender body to fight until now. Not to mention tears, he never even complained, just took the ruthless battle as a matter of course, and stubbornly wanted to survive.

However, the man with blood-red eyes wanted to erase Shifan at all costs.

Recalling Mobadi's eyes without a trace of human breath, even Roland, who has experienced many battles, still has lingering fears. It should be considered a miracle to survive this kind of duel.

"What's wrong?" A crisp voice brought him back to reality.

"Nothing." The young man shook his head unhappily, as if he wanted to dispel the chill that pierced his heart and lungs, "I was just thinking about where we should go next."

Shi Fan froze, her expression froze for a moment. After a while, the girl finally broke the silence.

"You can go anywhere..." she whispered, "That vampire understands Yunyao at the grandmaster level, holds the amulet of the end, and uses it proficiently. It is impossible to defeat. But... But we have the Fire Phoenix, If they encounter something and leave immediately, they also have nothing to do."

Although the words have been spoken, the proposer himself regretted it—this kind of thinking is too childish. Judging from the opponent's ability to mobilize the Riddle Imperial Army, it is not surprising that even if the intelligence agencies of the entire Canados continent are under the control of the enemy, it is not easy to hide oneself in the dense spider web.

Perhaps they can gain an absolute advantage in the air, but Roland and Shifan are humans, not birds, and they cannot fly forever, nor can they spend the rest of their lives without sleep. If you keep running like this, no matter how big the world is, one day you will still be forced into a dead place where you can't spread your wings, right

By that time, there will not even be a chance to gamble.

"No." Roland suddenly sat up from the ground.

Compared with the persuasive temptation last time, this time the guardian resolutely refused in a cold tone—maybe what the girl longed for was just to live like an ordinary person, but Roland didn't like this kind of practice of being drunk today.

"Then what should we do?" Shi Fan didn't refute, but just avoided the other party's stern gaze.

"Follow the original idea, go to the death knight." The young man replied word by word, "Only they can protect you, and..." He paused, then emphasized, "You should go see Ishutoli. Only then can we truly understand the meaning of our existence here.”

"But that man named Mobadi..." the girl closed her mouth as if realizing something in the middle of her speech.

The reason why Ishutori's end is to be killed at all costs is because it is an existence that will destroy the entire world. When the beginning and the end meet, the whole world will collapse. This is not alarmist talk, but a conclusion drawn at the cost of countless lives.

In the next instant, the vampire's cold and ruthless voice suddenly rang out between the eardrums. Even if Roland didn't want to recall, the words still stayed in his mind, and he couldn't forget them at all.

is that true Although it came from the mouth of a terrible enemy, there is no need for that man like a blade to lie, and he who has reached the peak will not pursue personal interests in the name of it.

if that's true...

Is that child worth the exchange of the whole world

Facing the question without any embellishment, I answered it very well at that time. But now, when the girl's hesitant expression had exactly the same question as Mobadi's, Roland couldn't say a word.

What's more, my own choice is not important, what is important is Shifan's choice. However, from those emerald eyes, the young man saw only restlessness, confusion and self-denial.

"No matter what he says, there should be no goddess who has successfully merged with the end of the world so far—because once merged, the world will be destroyed." Now, Roland can only refute it logically, "But the paradox lies in Here—since no goddess has ever been successfully fused, how can it be concluded that after merging, it will definitely be destroyed?"

"The way to prove something is not the only way to practice. Roland himself knows this." The girl replied lightly.

"Perhaps. But even if the other party decides it's not possible, we still need to practice it." The young man's voice was filled with unshakable determination.

"Why?"

"Because, a girl like you should never be deprived of the right to live." The guardian of the end said, gently stroking the girl's soft hair.