"If this continues, they will be killed." Cold waves surged in the girl's emerald green pupils—when she realized that the other party could also use the power of destruction, she turned back into a ruthless prayer who had experienced killing.
"No matter how strong the will of the undead is, it is absolutely impossible to rely on that kind of half-baked technology to fight against real prayers." The end of the goddess said to Oluha, with an unpleasant command tone in her words, "Hurry up and protect them , to protect those death knights."
"Of course I know..." the elf girl was about to refute, when a sudden impact invaded her consciousness along the gem scepter. Then, the dizziness of dizziness forced Oluha to fall to her knees.
"Oluha?" Roland's anxious call reached the elf's ears, and Alberta, who was standing far away, also ran over. Although I don't know exactly how bad my face is now, but I can roughly understand it just by looking at the worried eyes of a few people around me.
No, you can't just fall down like this. Gritting his teeth, the elf tried hard to stand up. At this time, we must cheer up... I voluntarily participated in the battle, and I must be Roland's help, not everyone's burden. I... Even if I don't have the power of the gods, I can't lose to Shifan.
Absolutely not~!
"It's okay, don't worry." Oluha forced a smile, and then staggered to get out of the young man's embrace.
However, before the elf stood up, the second cascading wave had already hit the fleet's flanks, and the ship on the farthest side immediately shattered like an egg. Almost at the same time, a more intense sense of nausea seized all of Oluha's consciousness, causing the elf's body to tremble uncontrollably. Despite the cold winter, large drops of cold sweat kept dripping down her forehead .
"What should I do..." Roland panicked.
"It's the backlash of willpower. Oluha is the manipulator and source of the consciousness network, so all the impact on the death knight has been transmitted to her." Shifan judged calmly, "Because it has always been a relationship between one person , she probably hasn't experienced any resistance training of prayer, and it's the first time she was eroded by the power of prayer, so she lacks resistance."
"Is there a solution?" the young man asked eagerly.
"Well, I'll take over." The black-haired girl nodded, then bent down, and took the gem scepter from the elf's hand.
"Don't..." Oluha tried to resist, but she couldn't exert any strength at all.
"Don't worry, if it's Shifan, there will be no problem. You should take a good rest now and never touch the consciousness network again." Roland looked at the elf prayer man with concern. However, he didn't know at all that the gentle words he said were as cruel as a sharp knife to the girl in his arms.
"You haven't learned the principle of consciousness network, can you directly enter the actual combat application?" The commander-in-chief of the undead army looked at the end with some uneasiness in his eyes.
Shifan did not answer immediately, but carefully stroked the slender scepter in his hand, and finally nodded with an expert attitude: "No problem, this is a better system than I imagined. It is quite convenient to operate, and it can fully Use your power."
Accompanied by the silver-bell-like words of the black-haired girl, a translucent wall protruded from the body of the undead again, but this time it was no longer a fragile blue, but a dark gold with a metallic texture. And when Shifan slowly raised the gem scepter, all the raging vortexes on the sea suddenly disappeared, and the death knights who had been swallowed by the ocean currents surfaced again~!
The invisible but tangible power not only stopped the enemy's prayers at the bottom of the sea, but also turned into a solid barrier, opening a wide road for the knights of Ishutoli.
The prayers hidden in the Black Sail Fleet also noticed this change. Under the will of the mysterious enemy, the third huge wave crazily rushed towards the command ship where Shifan was located.
However, the menacing tide was smashed to pieces as soon as it rose—as if a huge invisible hammer had slammed into it. The water wall tens of meters high fell apart in an instant, and then turned into a wave of endless waves. The torrential rain fell. The girl's short hair fluttered against the sea breeze in the splashing water droplets, which looked like flowing clouds of a rainbow, attracting everyone's attention.
"It's amazing." Quite rarely, Alsace also praised it.
"There is more than one prayer among the enemies, maybe two or three. Although this level of pressure can already be regarded as an outstanding prayer, it will not pose a great threat to me."
"You might as well attack directly." Shifan came to the simplest conclusion. The girl's emerald pupils brightened quickly, like two silver fires flashing away. Accompanied by the goddess' final will to destroy, ripples suddenly appeared on the water surface around a black-sail battleship. The next moment, an extremely sharp blade of ice pierced from bottom to top, piercing through the trembling sea surface and the enemy's battleship .
The ice sword, as huge as a mountain peak, lifted the big ship into the air. The deck that was cut off by the middle could not withstand such a brutal torsion, and soon disintegrated together with the hull. The only evidence that it ever existed was the heads and tails that fell to the sea. debris.
Shifan consciously locked on to the second battleship. This time, when the sign of attack appeared from the sea, the enemy's prayers immediately added a layer of dark blue defensive enchantment to the target.
But it was completely useless—the ice blade directly penetrated the defensive barrier and the battleship. The sailors on the Black Sail Fleet could only watch in despair as their comrades were taken tens of meters into the air, fell into the icy ocean with the broken hull, and were finally completely swallowed by the ruthless vortex.
The black-haired girl didn't have any intention of stopping, and then began to attack the third boat.
By the time the fifth ship had been destroyed, it was clear to both Undead and God-Traitor that the tide of battle would never turn. For the death knights, it was now a comfortable time to test the new system of combat, but for the commanders of the Black Sails, the only option was to retreat.
"Do you want to chase?"
"No, there's no need for that." Richard shrugged, and then asked again, "However, if the answer is yes... can you destroy all the forty battleships and the prayers on them?"
"Yes, as long as Mobadi is not on board." Looking at the enemies retreating in a hurry, Shi Fan replied lightly.
"It seems that the battle along the way will be boring." Alsace pouted, "If there are really fools who plan to fight us."
"As expected of the end of Ishutori, the head of the group can say that." With Roland's support, Oluha finally stood up. The elf girl smiled palely, "I'm fine, then let me stop the operation of the consciousness network."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, wanting to get back the gemstone scepter.
"Wait..." Shi Fan stopped immediately, but it was too late. The moment Oluha's finger touched the scepter, a dazzling silver light burst out from the gem, and then the elf girl fell to the ground weakly.
After an unknown amount of time, Oluha's consciousness finally emerged from the layers of darkness. The girl opened her eyes in a daze, and the first thing she saw was the person she was thinking about.
"How do you feel?" Roland asked quietly.
"Well, it's much better, and my head doesn't hurt anymore." The elf slowly sat up from the bed, and just stared at the young man with water-colored eyes. After a long time, she turned her attention to her surroundings—she was lying in a room. In the well-equipped tent, the magic ever-burning lamp reflected a soft light above the head, and the sound of rain came intermittently from outside.
"here it is?"
"Northern Lorendan. We have landed and are now stationed in the forest of Minister." The young man replied, "Richard intends to negotiate with the ruler here before taking further action."
The elf lowered his head, trying to hide his expression with his hair.
Oluha, who was born and raised in Lorentan, knows everything about this land. Minister is an inland country, even if counted from the border, it is at least 400 kilometers away from the coastline. Based on the marching speed of the death knight, I am afraid that I have been unconscious for two full days.
"Are you okay? Your face is very pale." Roland looked at the other party with some worry, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"
"Am I very useless?" asked the elf in a trembling voice.
"Why do you have such an idea?" The young man froze for a moment, and replied with a wry smile, "No matter who you are, you have to fail, right? Remember the time when we first met? At that time, I was simply a stumbling block, even if Even now, only relying on Dark Eagle's instinct and Shifan's prayer technique can he survive in Yunyao level battles."
"What's more, it's because you haven't been trained in prayer combat, so you can't bear it when you are attacked. Wait until later..."
"No, it's not like that~!" Oluha retorted in a low voice but clearly, "Although the impact from the enemy did make me dizzy, it wouldn't cause me to be unconscious for so long."
"It's because I touched the relationship between the scepter that it became like this..." Oluha subconsciously clenched her fists under the quilt, "At that time, Shifan's prayer power had filled the entire consciousness network, but I I wanted to regain control of the terminal, but because I couldn't bear the huge power from the terminal, I lost consciousness for such a long time."
"It's too overestimated, without any self-knowledge." The elf laughed at himself coldly.
"Although I know that Roland lied because he didn't want me to be depressed," the girl looked up at the dark eagle who had lost his memory seriously, with helplessness and sadness in her eyes, "but after all, I am also a prayer man, and I won't even lose myself in a coma. The reasons are all mixed up."
"Well, mortals can't compare with the power of the end." Roland tried to comfort him, "Even if... it's really because Shifan can't bear the power..."
"I don't need this kind of comfort~!" The elf suddenly yelled in a fierce tone, but she regretted it as soon as she said the words.
"Sorry." The blond youth sighed softly.
"Sorry, I'm the one who is wayward." The girl lowered her head again, avoiding the other party's sight.
Then, silence dominates the space.
Obviously there are a lot of things to say, but the elf can't say a word; Roland's eyes are full of concern, but it makes Oluha feel very far away - just like a long time ago.
Roland Strife, who had lost his lover, looked at him in the same way. With a gentle and worried gaze and a cautious voice, Oluha knows that he can't find the key to open the youth's heart, and he can't be the one the youth will give up everything to protect, and he can only watch his back from a distance forever.
"Sleep." The elf girl's words broke the silence, and with the magical tone, Roland quickly closed his eyes.
"I like you." He confessed in a low voice, and then kissed Roland on the cheek lightly.
The girl stood up slowly, then lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out of the barracks. It was raining lightly in the silent winter forest of Minister, the dark clouds at night covered the moonlight, and the surroundings were drowsy darkness and damp cold air.
As usual, Alberta was standing guard at the door calmly.
"Come with me." The elf princess who lost her country ordered. The unexpected words caused a flash of surprise in the eyes of the magic swordsman, but he didn't ask any more questions, just nodded silently, and then passed the umbrella over: "Be careful of catching a cold."
The two walked one after the other, avoiding the main camp of the death knights and the magic circle of the liches, and then walked into the shadows of the intertwined trees.
"Obviously I fell in love with him first, why did it become like this?" Oluha put away her umbrella and just walked in the icy rain that gradually became stronger.
This time, the elf swordsman, who has always been strict, did not stop her waywardness.
"Although Roland is very gentle to me now, but I feel that person is so far away from me. Maybe... I can't hold on anymore?" The girl turned around while talking to herself, letting the rain slide down her cheeks, " Now, what should I do?"
"Alberta?" asked the elf suddenly, "will you do anything for me?"
The swordsman paused, then nodded: "Yes."
"Then, try to make me fall in love with you." Oluha's voice trembled uncontrollably, "Because there is no other way, because there is no place to go back... If you don't do that..."
"No, what am I talking about?" The girl finally covered her face and sobbed in a low voice, "Even if I do that, the only one I like is Roland. There is no way to give up, even if the other person doesn't like me, Even if the other party loses his memory, I still like Roland the most."
For the first time, Alberta's expression showed hesitation and helplessness. The elf swordsman tried to say something, but there was no way to say it. He tried to hug the girl, but his body instinctively resisted this idea.
What's more, even if comforted and embraced, how will the facts change? I am not the one who gives the girl freedom, so I absolutely cannot give her the love she desires.
Exactly... how to do it? Through the cold rain, the loyal guard asked himself silently.
"Ah, the girl who was heartbroken by the playboy is crying in the rain. What a sad and beautiful scene~! But, how sad~!" Suddenly, a voice pierced through the forest and pierced into the two people. ears. It was obviously a cynical ridicule, but it carried inexplicable fear and oppression.
Time froze in an instant, and Oluha and Alberta turned their heads irresistibly.
The humid air has changed its smell, becoming hot and scorching. Under the action of some kind of wonderful force, the vertical rain curtain began to bend, and fell to the sides in a curved line. Then, from the dim night, a tall man with red hair and red eyes came out unhurriedly.
"Forget about that idiot, and let uncle comfort you." The fiery man said with a terrifying smile.
I met an existence that I could never meet.
After several seconds, the magic swordsman finally recovered from the shock. The elf forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, pulled out the long sword at his waist as quickly as possible, and slashed several wind blades at the terrifying enemy.
But it was useless at all—just like distorted rain, an invisible force field caused the magic wind blade to completely deviate from its original direction, and it couldn't even shake the opponent's hair.
"Hmph, let me demonstrate." The master of the flame said and raised his right hand.
Before he finished speaking, a slender and dazzling white line shot out from his fingertips, the speed was so fast that Oluha and Alberta didn't even have time to close their eyes. Immediately there was a sharp explosion sound from behind the two of them. Accompanied by that sound, the scorching blast wind blew past the back, making the elf girl's hair twitch frantically.
When the eye-catching halo dissipated from the field of vision, the fiery red light had already wiped out the silent night.
Oluha turned around quickly. The first thing that caught her eyes was the crimson forest. Hundreds of tall trees in a straight line were all destroyed by this terrible force, and more on both sides were burning. The flames licked the falling rain, causing bursts of fog Slowly rise. But the next moment, when the girl turned her attention to her long-time companion, her pupils shrank suddenly.
"Don't..." She subconsciously covered her mouth, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
There was a small round hole in Alberta's abdomen. At first glance, it might be just an inconspicuous minor injury, but the long string of intestines and viscera spilled out from behind the magic swordsman ruthlessly denied that naive idea— Yanlong's random blow pierced through the poor elf.
It has been irreparable. A cold voice rose from the girl's heart.
"This?" Alberta shook, then lowered his head, staring at the smoking hole with slack eyes, "This is... me?"
"Why is the energy enough to destroy the entire forest only drilled a .56-caliber hole in your body? In your mind, is the result an exclamation point or a period? Is your head full of question marks?" Meluki Dick spoke the classic lines like a cannonball, "Actually, there is only one answer..."
No... I can't make Oluha... stand up, stand up~! Even if he swung his sword again, even if he could block it for her~!
"It's the transmission of momentum~!" Yan Long concluded in a majestic tone.
"Although the power of the 'Grass Scythe' is huge, because the cross-section of the laser beam is too small, when you are penetrated, you don't bear much momentum, so your body is preserved. The woods behind are not so lucky, not only absorbing lost all momentum and exploded due to the heat generated by the friction."
I must protect Oluha, that is my responsibility~! The elf tried hard to stand up, but he couldn't make any effort at all. His nerves had been completely burned, his blood had been completely evaporated, his vision gradually blurred, and the bloody darkness quickly surrounded his whole body, depriving the elf of his strength. all feeling.
The last scene frozen in the magic swordsman's memory was the girl's crying face with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry..." Alberta's mouth twitched, and then she closed her eyes forever.
"Well, let me tell you, are you listening?" Melukidik couldn't help but sighed, with an unteachable expression, "Hurry up and remember what I just said, you will pass the exam next time." of~!"
Oluha ignored the other party's ridicule at all, but carefully laid down the corpse of his companion. Then, when the prayer man turned around, a huge ice blade suddenly emerged from the void and shot straight at the cruel murderer who killed Alberta.
It's useless, in the face of the power of the master of flames, the profound meaning of prayer is also pale and powerless. As soon as the ice blade hit the transparent defensive barrier, it was immediately shattered, turning into a drizzle of ice shards and dispersed with the wind.
But Oluha didn't care at all, the angry prayer just silently ordered the ice blades to slash over one by one, every attack of her was a question, her consciousness was full of anger, and the prayer technique just used the anger desperately dumped outlet.
Melukidick shrugged casually, and approached the elf girl step by step on the shards of ice. For the master of flames, he could easily deal with the tiny mortal in front of him with just one raise of his hand, but Yan Long unexpectedly gave up this option.
Minister's forest doesn't have much elemental power, it's a fairly normal material domain, although he has forcibly intervened in this world, but the duration of his existence will not exceed one hour, and if he unshackles and restores the form of the elemental king, I'm afraid If you support it for thirty seconds at most, you will be sent back to the spirit world, right
In this case, not to mention the end of the goddess with the fire phoenix, even the death knight who wiped out the cockroaches is too late.
So, that's the only way to go. Although the process is a bit cumbersome, Yanlong thinks it meets the aesthetic standards quite well.
"Kill me." The elf prayer man raised his head and looked straight at the tall red-haired man without fear, with only anger and sadness in his eyes, "Anyway... there is nowhere to go."
"Don't give up on yourself so much." The King of Elements smiled and licked his lips, "The body of a beautiful girl is very useful."
Those words seemed to contain endless magical power, causing Oluha's consciousness to quickly sink into darkness. Then, the girl fell softly into Yan Long's embrace.
The howling hot wind and the soaring fire made the Ice Crown Knights enter the fighting state in an instant, but when Roland and the death knights arrived on the scene, the mysterious enemy had already left, leaving only burning flames.
"Alberta~!?" The young man first saw the elf lying on the ground, he rushed over, but stopped at a distance of one meter - the sight in his eyes told the visitor that there was no way to save him room for.
"Already... dead?" Roland had a strong sense of foreboding.
"There is a strong fire elemental atmosphere around," Shifan murmured thoughtfully, "I'm afraid it was caused by Melikidike."
"... Yanlong Melikidike? No wonder Anshao didn't respond, probably all of them were wiped out." Richard's expression was calmer than usual, "Shifan, can you detect the enemy's current position?"
"I can't feel it." Goddess End shook his head, "The other party has already left."
"Leaving like this? What about Oluha? Where is she?" After a long silence, Roland finally couldn't help asking this long-worried question.
No one could answer. The commander-in-chief of the undead army and the head of the knights looked at each other tacitly, but before they had time to formulate a search plan, the flames that engulfed the forest suddenly flowed like a river, pouring into the same spot. middle.
"That guy is back again?" Alsace looked at the scene, an imperceptible gleam flashed in his eyes, "Very well, it happens that I also have a debt to settle with him."
Facing the unknown enemy that was about to appear, the death knight did not panic, but immediately arranged an attack array, some of which formed a human wall in front of Shifan, and the other part occupied the best attack position. The undead took out their composite longbows one after another, pointed the sharp arrow with powerful magic power at the target, and waited for an order.
The cold fire burning in the eyes of the deceased and the condensed red flame reflected each other, and the air was so tense that it was almost boiling.
A long few minutes passed, and the flame finally took shape, but it was not a dragon with wings, but a giant-like high-level fire element Ifrit. The fire giant glanced at the undead waiting in front of him, and then asked in an arrogant tone: "Who is Roland Strife?"
"I." The person named replied coldly, pointing Frost's sorrow at Ifrit.
"My lord asked me to send you a message. If you want to see that elf girl again, go to the forest of mist. He will be waiting for you in the capital of the elf kingdom Brainas."
"What did you say~!?" The young man froze for a moment.
"Although there is no clear time limit, my king's patience is quite limited." The tone of the high-level fire element was quite disdainful, "Small mortal, no matter what kind of stupid things you plan to do, you'd better hurry up."
"However, even if you do arrive, you still have to submit to the majesty of the flame king Melukidik." Ifrit commented in a natural tone, and then disappeared into the air with the surrounding flames. Not even a spark was left.
is a fairly obvious pitfall. No, even if there is no ambush, there is not even a slight chance of winning in a direct confrontation with the Lord of Fire.
It's just that in the heart of the dark eagle who lost his memory, there is no second choice at all-absolutely go to see Aoluha, even if it has to be at the cost of his life~! The determined young man regained his composure, and retracted the icy sword into its sheath.
However, when Roland's gaze touched the black-haired girl beside him, waves surged in the water-colored pupils.
Knowing that it was a battle with no chance of winning, it would be too selfish to let Shifan go with her. In this way, not only she, but even the death knights would be wiped out. Oluha was taken away because of the Dark Eagle, so... only Roland Strife was needed to fight alone.
What's more, for the knight of the goddess and the end of the goddess, there are more important goals that must be achieved, right
"Very good, so you don't need to waste time searching. Get ready now, let's go to Brainas now, and make a good deal with Melukidick." Alsace's voice pulled Roland out of his thoughts. Back to reality.
"Huh?" The young man wondered if he had heard it wrong, "What did you say?"
"Go save our prayers," the leader of the Ice Crown Knights replied unhappily, "what are you in a daze for?"
"But the opponent is the king of elements, the Melukidik who can command all flames~!" Roland couldn't help retorting, "No matter how powerful the death knight is, the opponent is not an opponent who can be dealt with with a sword. In the past, it was simply death~!"
"First of all, combat is not something that can be calculated by adding and subtracting." Richard couldn't help but smile, "Secondly, this is an unquestionable choice for the Ice Crown Knights, because Oluha He has become one of us. In the end, for Ishutori who aspires to achieve perfection, if he even avoids this kind of thing, then he is not qualified to achieve his dream."
"Really?" Roland stared at the other party's ice blue pupils.
"Yes, for Orin, who can hear the goddess's voice, and the Dark Eagle, who is closest to Ishutori, they should understand this choice even more."
The lich patted the young man's shoulder as he spoke, and the icy breath passed from his palm to the skin of the living, giving him a strange sense of familiarity, "So we have to go."
"Let's go." The black-haired and blue-eyed girl also nodded to the young man.
"I might die." The guardian of the end still stood motionless.
"Well, but you are not the only one who wants to save Aurha." The iceberg beauty raised her head and approached her companion, "If the power of the goddess' end can be used to save people, no matter what kind of existence the opponent is, I It must not be avoided."
"..." The blond youth lowered his head.
"What's more, if you let you go alone, you will really die." Shifan accused unceremoniously, "Why should you take all the responsibility on your shoulders?"
Not just the end of everything, but a prayer who can save lives, so do you have to prove it with actions? Roland looked at the black-haired girl with a sudden realization, and suddenly felt that his rebuttal just now was extremely stupid.
"I'm sorry." Dark Eagle, who had lost his memory, apologized earnestly, and then took a deep breath with determination, "Then let's go together, Shifan. In order to save Aurha, I need your strength."